(Thanks to AlextheMortal, angie2282, Lance-Dusk, jamesss, Zac's Username Sucks,Zro-Kemuri 9t6, and zackt2010 for your reviews! I'll reveal who this Rose is, and let's say most of you were along the right lines O.o READ ON!)

Tally sat back in the truck, next to the unconscious Alex and Mila. Riley was against the wall of the truck, massaging her leg.

"Are you okay?" Riley asked, looking at the much younger Tally.

"I'm fine... it's just..."

"What?" Riley questioned, looking to Tally.

"I can hear someone... someone I don't know... they are heading here." Tally explained, closing her eyes to focus on the thoughts filling her head.

"What sort of someone?" Riley asked with alarm. "An enemy?"

"Let's find out." Tally said, and stood up just as woman with reddish-brown hair appeared, dressed in a black zip-up vest and tight leather trousers. On her right wrist was tattooed vines. "Who are you!" Tally demanded, facing the woman.

"Why don't you just read my mind and find out?" The woman said, smiling slightly. Tally drew back, surprised, but shook her head. "Fine. Your name is Rose... Rose Milano. You... what! You... you died?"

"Yes." Rose said, scratching a scar circling her right arm. "I am indeed Rose Milano. And I was dead. Unfortunately, I cannot explain now. But just stay here. Soon the other's will be joining you."

"There's... more..." Tally exclaimed, reading Rose's mind. "more human's, more people like us! Wait... you got people on your side, hundreds and hundreds... you practically got an army!"

Rose smiled, before throwing a phone to Tally, who caught it.

"Stop reading my mind. It'll make you sick. Anyway, in that phone is a tracker. Do not lose it, you hear me?"

Tally nodded, and Rose then sprinted off towards the hills.

"What do you mean?" Riley asked. "More human's?"

"Exactly that." Tally said, rubbing her head. "There are human's in a base. A base a woman named Rose Leardel formed. Hundreds of human's are there, working together. They are developing an army, a force, to confront Death!"

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Leaving Chameleon's dead body on the floor, the group consisting of William, Zeke, Trent, Conner and Leslie continued up the hill, looking for some kind of entrance into the hill. It was starting to get even colder, but the only person who showed it was Leslie, and Zeke just wasn't bothered by it.

Leslie shivered as his feet slid against the small rocks on the hill, following William over the boulders, sometimes even having to resort to climbing over them. As the group walked over a particularly even part of the hill, Leslie turned to Conner. "Hey. Conner."

Conner grunted, storing sharp rocks in his pockets.

"Good shooting." Leslie said, looking at Conner's reaction. "I think Trent would have died if not for you."

"I didn't do it to save Trent. I did it because he was a threat to me. Say Trent died, who the hell cares? But then that freak tried to kill me. Better to get him before he even starts heading towards me." Conner explained, not looking at Leslie.

"But why do you hate Trent? I don't understand. You don't know him." Leslie asked.

"I don't hate him." Conner said, kicking a bigger rock out of his way.

"So wh-"

"I despise him." Conner replied, suddenly looking into Leslie's eyes with his own ones, which were covered in white contact lenses.

"Why?"

"Because he kills with ulterior motives. He kills because he wants to achieve something."

"What do you mean he kills with ulterior motive? The only person I saw him kill was a man named Zach, but that was in a fit of rage."

"Just look at his eyes. Those are not the eyes of an innocent man, nor of one who kills by accidents. Say, I wonder what really happened to that Paige person."

"What do you mean?"

"She didn't run. I'm sure of it."

"I admit, it's a bit strange, but what else could she have done."

"Paige was dedicated to at least helping the others succeed, ready to sacrifice herself at a moment's notice. No. I think she was killed. Murdered, in fact."

"Do you realise what you're saying?" Leslie asked, a bit angry now. "No-one here would kill Paige."

"Wrong. I believe there are two suspects. William. And Trent."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Leslie asked, stopping, Conner stopping as well.

"Think about it. Trent is a killer, I know it. He wouldn't think twice about killing someone out of cold blood. In fact, the blood on his knife was fresh. And I happen to know that these demon's blood is a darker shade of red. That blood was most definitely human, but there was no other human's near, was there?"

Leslie thought about, absently scratching under the newly bandaged eyehole, the one where his eye was missing. "What about William."

"Ha! That William is evil, no doubt about it. He was lying about Paige, he was lying about the trap which resulted in Victor's death. No way he could have survived if he was in the room, from what I could deduce from Jigsaw, he's not like that. In fact, If I decided to confront them, I believe Trent and William are working together."

"It is interesting what your saying..." Leslie mused, and inkling of believe on his mind. "You know, you're quite intelligent. Why are you such... well... an asshole?"

"Why not." Conner replied, but suddenly ducked as a figure leaped towards him. The figure rolled along the floor before up righting itself, revealing a mutant with a deformed head and jaw, named Stabber.

Leslie looked around, but realised William, Zeke and Trent were no-where to be seen. Stabber suddenly lunged forward, a sharp machete in his hand. Leslie tried to dodge, but the machete went into his shoulder, gouging into the flesh. Leslie yelled in pain, but moved away just as a rock rocketed forward, straight into Stabber's eye.

Stabber grunted in pain and stumbled backwards, and then turned towards Conner and started to run. Conner threw another sharp rock, hitting Stabber hard in the face. Stabbed wasn't phased, and continued running, before smashing his fist into the tall Conner's face. Conner fell back, massaging his cheek, before standing up and cracking his knuckles.

"You want a fist fight? Bring it!"

Stabber growled and hopped forward, but Conner strafed to the right and punched Stabber in the side of the face. Stabbed turned and went to pounce again, but Conner ran forward and planted a hard kick into Stabbers head. Stabber rolled sideways, and looked to Conner with disgust, before suddenly shooting towards Leslie.

Leslie, surprised, held his arms out in defence as Stabber leapt onto him, his machete aimed towards his face. But suddenly Conner kicked him in the face, but this time Stabber twisted around and grabbed Conner's head and smashed it against a near boulder. A gash split on Conner's head, and Conner slouched down, unconscious.

Leslie started to get up, but Stabber jumped on him and drove him to the floor, raising the machete, and plunging it down. But before the blade could hit Leslie, Stabber's head practically exploded and he fell backwards, dead. Leslie scrambled up surprised.

"Leslie Carlson?"

Leslie turned at his name and gasped. "R-Rose... Rose Milano! What the hell are you doing here, you're dead! You're dead!"

Rose Milano shook her head. "I'll explain later Leslie. For now, take Conner and go back to the truck. There you will find Tally waiting for you. Wait there with Tally until I come back."

"But... what..."

"Questions later, Leslie, okay?"

Leslie nodded painfully, before grabbing Conner in a fireman's carry and started to make his way down the hill.

"If another mutant comes, run!" Rose exclaimed. "You're faster, I know it!"

(That's right! Rose Milano, the one whose dead, the one who was possessed by Death! And she's... alive? How! HOOOOOOWWWW! XD anywho, she belongs to Angie2282, and see you next time!)