A/N: I'm finally back everybody. College has been a bitch, which is why I haven't updated in a while. But you needn't wait any longer for here is the next installment in "Life vs. Death." One more thing: this is the last chapter that will feature Wendy's visions happening on a frequent basis due to them overly occurring somewhat. The action scene I had planned will officially take place in Chapter 6.

"I thought I'd find you here Clear," Alex said sitting beside her. Clear had been sitting outside of her father's deserted cabin for two hours now.

"Hi Alex," She sighed staring up at the stars in the sky. This place used to have such a calming effect on her. It's where she would go if she found herself not being able to deal with life. It's quite ironic since she no longer has a life to live. Clear felt Alex's hand on her shoulder and she smiled. He was probably the only person on this Earth that made her feel remotely alive. He was always there to help her during the torturously long years they had to spend in hell. She looked into Alex's eyes and the two leaned in to kiss each other when a cold wind picked up.

"What timing," Clear angrily thought stopping only an inch from Alex's lips. The two stood and faced Death. "So what's the count?" Clear asked slipping back into her typical personality.

"I count nine survivors. The seer is a man by the name of Nick O'Bannon," Death informed the two.

"And I take it you want the two of us to meaninglessly send these people to their doom. Right?" Clear asked sarcastically. Death responded by harshly punching her in the face.

"That good enough of an answer for you?" Death asked. "Given your recent track record I will personally deal with Nick and the others. You are to maintain your focus on Wendy. Is that clear?"

"You're hilarious" Clear replied and received another punch to the face.

"Leave her alone!" Alex yelled tending to Clear. The wind picked up again and Death was gone.

"Alex," Clear said in a near whisper. "Hold me." Alex bent to his knees and put his arms around Clear pulling her into a hug.

It had been a few weeks since Nick was released from the hospital. In those weeks two of the survivors of the McKinley Speedway crash met tragic and rather painful deaths. The racist from the track had been set on fire and then caught in a freak explosion. The women with the two kids had a rock fly through her right eye. After both of those accidents, Nick and Lori began to do some digging and discovered this had all happened three times before.

Once on flight 180, a second time on route 180, and a third time on a roller coaster. Each time someone had a premonition about the disaster before it happened. They tried to explain the situation to skeptical Hunt and their worrier friend Janet, but needless to say it didn't go well. Now they were both busy safe proofing the house they lived in. Covering every inch to make sure that no potentially harmful object was left unchecked. Death watched the two as they sat down trying to contemplate their next move. An idea sparked his head and using his powers caused a glass to tip over spilling its content onto a newspaper in front of them drenching every word except six:

Through action they saved their lives

"I think we can stop it," Nick announced.

"That's what you think," Death thought before disappearing.

Wendy was entering her final two weeks in the hospital. Julie was released two days ago with a fully healed arm, but still stuck close by Wendy. As Wendy slept trying to contemplate what the hell was happening to her concerning her last vision a hand appeared out of nowhere and covered her mouth. Her eyes shot open locking with the hooded figure of her contact, which had a finger placed to his/her lips. Wendy's eyes changed from a look of shock to anger and pinned the being against the wall surprising them both that her powers were actually working in her dream.

"NO MORE GAMES! NO MORE VISIONS! NO MORE RIDDLES! I WANT TO KNOW WHAT THE HELL IT IS I HAVE TO DO!" She shouted with rage, contempt, and fury, but at the same time had tears flowing down her cheeks. The figure didn't respond.

"Tell me who you are," She commanded with her voice trembling with each word. There was still no answer. "Tell me," Wendy sounded like she was about to break down.

This was all too much for her to deal with. Merely five months ago she was just your average teenager enjoying a simple night out with her friends and didn't even have the slightest worry in the world. Her life might not have been perfect, but she at least had control over it. Now she doesn't even have control of that anymore.

"My name," the figure began in a strange voice that Wendy didn't recognize, "is of no importance. What is of importance is for you to find the one called Nick O'Bannon as soon as possible."

"Why. What is so important about him?"

"I wish I knew the answer to that Wendy. All I know is that you must unite with all of the seers. It is the only way to save you and your friends from a rather unpleasant final destination. And time is already running out. Death has already started moving in on Nick and his friends and has already gone half way down its new list."

"You obviously know more than you're telling. Why all the secrecy?"

"Remember Wendy. Time is of the essence." And she was awake. Wendy could feel the tears streaming down her face. She got out of bed and took hold of her crutches walked to the bathroom mirror again. She began rubbing her temples when something odd happened. The mirror wasn't showing her refection. It was showing the back of the car. Wendy's eyes turned white and then she found herself sitting in the back seat.

"What the hell is," she began but stopped when she saw Nick in the driver's seat. "Nick," she called out, but he didn't respond. She put a hand on his shoulder to get him to turn around and felt an image surge threw her body. It looked like a pipe was bursting followed by a girl screaming. The vision ended and Wendy was back in the bathroom. She still gazed at the mirror, which showed Nick grabbing his cell phone and telling someone by the name of Hunt to stay away from water. The last thing she saw before the mirror changed back to normal was a sign with the words "Clear Rivers" on it.

Nick shut his cell phone after leaving Hunt a message and looked into the back seat of his car. He could have almost sworn that he felt someone else in there with him.

"Ok Wendy. Careful now," Kevin cautioned as she began to try to get out of bed. It had been many weeks since she had been admitted to the hospital and she believed she was ready to finally start walking again. Her feet touched the cold floor and she gripped the side of the bed. Slowly she let go and began to move her leg. She let out a sigh when she didn't feel any serious pain.

"I can walk again," Wendy thought. She suddenly slipped and fell into Kevin's arms. "Well almost anyway," she thought while starring intently into Kevin's eyes.

"Ahem," Julie cleared her throat interrupting the two's moment.

They turned to see Julie leaning on the table with her now fully healed arm. Kevin and Wendy let out nervous giggles before Kevin let go of her. Wendy then felt the room begin to spin around her and another vision flooded mind. She was running through a Cineplex with a girl following close behind. She ran on to an escalator when the whole thing collapsed and pulled her and the girl down towards the escalator motors. She reached out and grabbed the girl's hand in an attempt to pull them to safety.

The girl had a terrified expression across her face as she called out for Nick's help. Wendy could feel Nick's desperation as he held tightly on to Lori's hand. She was screaming as the escalator was pulling her down closer and closer over the motors. Her feet were flailing as she tried to avoid her them getting caught. Nick tried to brace himself on the sides of the escalator to stop the pull, but it was no good. Lori's leg was caught in the motors and she began to be pulled in. Blood came flowing out of her mouth as she was crushed. Nick refused to let go and tried to pull her out as her blood flew onto his face. She slipped out of his hand and the rest of her body was crushed by the escalator.

"Noooo!" Nick cried out; his hand still stretched out. He couldn't believe that he lost her. He couldn't save her. Nick moment of sadness was interrupted by the sound of another explosion that sent a metal rod through the air and right into Nick's broken heart. He let out a small gasp and fell to the floor.

Wendy's vision ended and she could feel a single tear running done her face.

"Wendy what is it?" Julie asked.

"It's Nick. He won't make it."

"What are we supposed to do then?" Kevin asked feeling a since of dread since what could be their only chance of defeating death just went down the drain.

"I have an idea. Just step back for a moment." Wendy walked over to a mirror and closed her eyes to concentrate. "You might want to be ready to catch me," She informed Kevin. "This has got to work," she thought and then she opened her eyes. She was outside the hospital and walking out of it just were Nick and George. She ran to him immediately and entered his mind just as George got hit by an ambulance after mentioning Déjà vu.

Wendy fell back over into Kevin's arms exhausted.

"What did you just do?" He asked.

Wendy took in a few breaths before saying, "It's all up to Nick now."

All the three of them could do now was wait. They spent the next hours sitting in the hospital; Kevin continuously flipped through all new channels to see if any of them would show the mall fire. Breathes of relief were exchanged between the three when a news report revealed that a young college student stopped a fire from destroying the mall saving the lives of countless people.

Two weeks later

"Are you sure you feel ok, Wendy?" Kevin asked as the three approached her car.

"I've never been better," She responded referring to her leg even though she knew he was talking about what had happened in the hospital. She couldn't explain it herself even if she wanted to. All she knew was that she somehow transferred a vision she had into Nick. The mere thought of it still shook her up. She didn't have time to worry about that now though. Now was the time for them to track down Nick and his friends before Death struck again. Wendy, Kevin, and Julie piled into the car and drove away from the hospital. Nick destination was pretty far, but they should have been able to make it.

"We're making a brief stop first," she announced to Kevin and Julie.

"Where," Julie asked.

"You'll see," Wendy responded. After a half hour had passed Wendy pulled her car up to the graveyard where their friends had been buried.

Kevin, Wendy, and Julie walked along the graves of their fallen friends. Wend stopped and took a deep breath before saying, "I'm sorry. Sorry about how I got all of you dragged into this. Sorry about how I couldn't save any of you." She paused again then continued.

"But I promise each and every one of you that I won't let Death keep its hold on your souls. I'll find a way to free you all. Somehow, someway, I will. You have my word." Wendy felt Kevin's hand grip hers. She squeezed it back while turning to face him. Julie walked back to the car deciding to give the two a moment.

"I'm sure they all would've been proud to have heard you speak those words Wendy," he told her as he ran a hand through her long hair.

"You have no idea," Jason's spirit said as he watched the two. Kevin and Julie were completely unaware that the spirits of the deceased were all watching them. They all stood there for a few moments and then one by one vanished from the graveyard back to their hellish afterlife.

"Give that bastard hell from us," Ashley and Ashlyn said together before disappearing.

Wendy placed her hand on Kevin's cheek and then did something he had wanted for a while now. She kissed him.

A/N: NEXT CHAPTER: ALL HELL BREAKS LOOSE! Hope you liked this chapter.