Disclaimer: I don't own Until Dawn, its plot/story or characters. Those rights go to Supermassive Games and Sony Computer Entertainment.

I apologise for that cliffhanger last chapter, but an opportunity was staring at me right in the face and just had to take it.

Once again, HUGE thank you to all your lovely comments, really means a lot that a lot of people are enjoying this.

In response to the Guest reviewer, I have no plans to do another Until Dawn/AU fanfic after this story but it all depends on whether inspiration hits (also since I already have 2 other ongoing fanfics and considering planning another).

With that out of the way, moment of truth people!

"Hannah?!"

This was it. This was exactly what she feared would happen. What she promised wouldn't happen. All common sense that she had at this point was thrown out the window as her wired mind was now fixated one thing and one thing alone. Her sister. In response, Beth could hear the same screams coming from the other end of the mines. They were now calling out for the Beth to help and that was all the teen needed to take action.

As if Jack could sense what Beth was about to do, he reached out to grab her arm. "Kid, don't you even think about it.", he commanded through clenched teeth. Hadn't she learnt anything?

Beth frantically jerked away from his grip and started sprinting down. "Hannah?!"

She heard Jack swear under his breath and the sound of his footsteps chasing after her. "Kid, stop!" But Beth didn't stop, if anything she picked up her pace and ignited the older man's protests. "BETH, STOP!" But his pleas continued to fall on deaf ears.

How could she stop? She had held onto every single scrap of hope that her sister was still out there, wandering aimlessly in the mines hoping to run into her sister, like she was doing now. Even though all of the evidence and facts about Wendigos contributed to the possibility of her most likely being dead, Beth still wasn't convinced. She couldn't be convinced. She wasn't about to just give up on her sister, because a part of her knew that, if it was the other way around, Hannah would've done the same for her.

That's why she ran. That's why she completely ignored Jack's words of wisdom despite the rational part of her mind telling her to listen.

And that's why her heart shattered to pieces when she turned a corner and came face to face with a Wendigo.

In that moment, Jack came to a definitive conclusion: this kid was hopeless.

He had just spent the last couple of days teaching Beth how to survive on the mountain and the secrets of the curse and the Wendigos. One of which included Wendigos can mimic their prey. He had even went into gratuitous detail explaining what to and what not to do if that were to arise and what did Beth do? Run towards the unknown voice. Even if there were even the slightest probability that it was actually her sister, Beth should've thought back to what she learnt and assessed the situation to make the best possible decision.

Again, this kid was hopeless.

If Jack was being completely honest, when Beth ripped out of his iron grip, his gut instinct was to turn and run back to the Sanitarium. Come on, if the kid was being this reckless, why should he stick his neck out for her? She had been causing him nothing but trouble since they joined up.

But no, he didn't run away. Instead, he ran after her. If he just let her run towards the noise, he may as well have thrown her to the Wendigo himself? Even though he was a monster hunter, shoving down all emotions to get the job done, he was still human and he wasn't going to let a child die because of his stubborn nature.

You so owe me, kid.

When he saw that Beth was trying to outrun him, Jack doubled up his pacing, seeing how she was already very agile for someone her age. He began to speak in a forced whisper. "Beth, will you just listen and don't move-" If Beth actually heard him, then she was doing a great job at not listening to him. Jack sighed to himself and just focused on trying to catch up, the weight of the flamethrower already slowing him down.

When Beth stopped at the corner, he was already fearing the worst, as he could see the looks of horror and sorrow playing across her face.

Well, fantastic.

He could already hear her rapid breath, whether that was from the fear or just catching her breath was beyond him at this point. Her fingers was twitching as she weakly gripped the shotgun and her jerky movements caused her to stumble back every now and again.

If there was anything hopeful to take away from the current situation, it was that even if Beth was frozen by fear, at least she was still. If she had freaked out like Jack thought she would, the Wendigo would've definitely seen her and rip her to shreds. Instead, the creature was still scanning its surroundings as if waiting for its prey to slip up. Every now and again, the Wendigo would turn its gaze away from the duo, listening out for other potential noises, giving Jack the chance to edge his way to the teen's side.

Taking one had off his flamethrower, he snatched the teen's arm, earning a startled squeak from her. "Quiet.", he snapped. He was really losing his patience with her. "Next time the Wendigo turns away, start backing up." He removed his grip from Beth, not even bothering waiting for some kind of response.

Beth weakly nodded, still trying to numb the shock that overwhelmed her and turned her attention back to the Wendigo. Now wasn't the time to lose it. First, escape certain death and then she could have a freak out.

The Wendigo's head twitched to the side and then snapped towards another direction. Jack gave Beth a slight (but still forceful) nudge as if she didn't know this was her chance to the make a move. Carefully watching her footing, she began to edge away step by step. When the Wendigo was on the verge of having its line of vision directed towards the duo, Beth quickly stilled with a short breath.

The creature was staring directly at her but didn't seem to register that she was right there. Beth felt the bike turn in her stomach; everything was catching up with her and it was becoming more than she could handle. The Wendigo then turned its attention to where Jack was standing but the older man didn't waver. It was as if he was in a staring contest with the thing. Once it ceased its scan of the area, the Wendigo shrieked in frustration (and took all of Beth's resolve to not run away screaming) and poised itself to start moving away.

Jack and Beth both quietly heaved a sigh of release and the man motioned for the teen to start moving away. Beth was more than eager to make her escape, but that cost her dearly as a stray pebble crunched under her booth.

Causing the Wendigo to look straight at them. Staying still wouldn't help them now. Its suspicions were confirmed: someone was here.

"Oh, you have got to be kidding me.", Jack seethed under his breath. This kid was really going to make him lose it. Wasting no time, he roughly shoved Beth back and readied his flamethrower.

Beth knew the drill: getting running. A barrage of flames flew from his weapon as Beth began to sprint away back towards the elevator. The Wendigo was temporarily driven back and started to catch up with Beth. Even though it would be hard for the elevator to support both of them, they would have no chance if they attempted to wait and use separately. Jack looked back every now and again to see where the Wendigo was but just as they reached the shaft, it was nowhere to be seen.

But Jack didn't let it waver him. Instead, he motioned for Beth to move aside and he roughly pulled the lever to take them back up towards the mountain. As they ascended, Beth clasped a hand over her mouth, stifling a sob. "I am so sor-"

"Save it.", Jack snapped. When Beth opened her mouth to continue, he cut her off again. "Do you really think this is the time for this?" His voice was a harsh whisper and his tone was enough to silence Beth.

Once the elevator was back up to the original level, they stepped out only to the Wendigo waiting for them, primal hunger painted all over its inhuman face. Before Jack could even raise his flamethrower, Beth thrust herself forward and shot the Wendigo square in the chest, letting frustrated cry. With the Wendigo stunned, Jack snapped her out of her reverie by snagging her wrist and pulling her past the creature. However, Beth ripped her arm back and turned around to shoot the Wendigo again.

Jack could understand what she was doing, but this wasn't the time to mess around. "Come. On." He didn't even bother to wait for a respond and instead went on ahead, letting Beth catch up on her own.

There were a lot of things they were going to discuss once this night was done.

Given what she had gotten herself into, Beth was not happy about running from a Wendigo back to the Sanitarium two nights in a row. She knew, deep down, that she was asking for a lot, but was not in the mood to think logically at this point. Still, she maintained the resolve to keep an eye out for the Wendigo and pulled the trigger whenever it came into view. Before she could shoot out of frustration again, Jack roughly pushed her forward in order to regain their distance from the creature. In any other circumstance, she would complain, but the fury she glimpsed in his eyes told her that she was not getting off easy.

With no hope of escaping the Wendigo, Jack decided that they would have to cage it. When they had reached the entrance, he had told Beth to once again stay behind to lure the Wendigo, she couldn't help but hear a hint of animosity in his words. Sighing to herself, she readied her aim to the entrance. Not a moment later, the Wendigo scrambled through the doorway and Beth didn't even have to yell out to get its attention.

It was already dead set on her. Its soulless gaze pierced through her and as the adrenaline once again wore, off Beth found that she no longer had the aggressive frustration. Instead she stumbled away to where Jack was, like a frightened child. The situation was now catching up to her and her heart was pounding hard, a dull ringing in her ears. She didn't even register the captive Wendigos that were, again, trying to snag her foot, but Beth swiftly ripped her foot away.

She was standing beside Jack shakily raising her gun to the now approaching Wendigo. It bared its teeth at them and didn't hesitate jumping at them. Jack released another wave of flames that drove the creature into the cage. As Jack went to close the cage, the Wendigo was about to scramble back to its feet. Just as it was about to ready itself to pounce, Beth quickly raised the gun to shoot it one more time, giving Jack the time to shut the gate and secure it tightly.

With that done, Beth remembered correctly to not stand close to the cage, lest she'd want a repeat of what happened. Jack remained silent and made his way back down the corridor, effortlessly dodging the Wendigos' fruitless attacks. Beth followed suit, albeit a little on edge.

Once they were out of the way, Jack pulled out his notebook and flipped to a page that had a bunch of crossed out numbers written down. He took out a pen and crossed out the number 'five' and replaced it with 'four'.

There's still four to go?!

When Jack put away the book back in his bag, he waited for a short moment before turning to Beth.

Giving the most terrifying death glare she had ever seen.

Jack: Don't do it.

Beth: *does it.*

So, I think it's safe to say that Beth is in trouble.

See you next time!