Hunted 2 *Not accepting*

Isha really needs to post...

I agree...

I'm here, I'm here!
Tarrion's captured, Kyle's... with Samantha... yep. Fun.
Sakin you needa post as Damon so that Tarrion can come down and I can have my fun messing with people!

SAMANTHA

I checked my watch and sighed. It had been two hours, one more and Damon would come down with Tarrion. If he forgot I would shoot him myself. "One more hour Kyle, can ya make it dearie?" I asked in an old-lady voice.

He cocked an eyebrow at me. "Umm... yes?"

"Good." I sighed and sat down on the ground, poking it with a random stick. I was getting impatient. I was even considering killing Kyle and then Tarrion. But I couldn't kill Kyle, we had a major roll in my plan. No, Kyle would live, the lucky guy.

OK, so I'm not sure how you want me to do this...I'll just skip to the part where he brought Tar to her...if that's OK with you.

Damon


I carried Tarrion to Sam, sitting him down and ignoring as he struggled. Sam seemed pleased with me, as though she wasn't going to shoot me just yet. I was happy to help, anything for her. Kyle eyed me and then Tarrion wryly.

"OK, so I'm not late, and I'm not early. Just on time, like you told me to be," I said, sucking up just a bit. I hated to rain on her party, but she wouldn't get the joy of killing me just yet. She nodded to me, smiling and standing from the ground.

>Sorry it's short, not sure what to say!<

SAMANTHA

I grinned and grabbed Tarrion's arm. "Thank you Damon. You have proved useful," I said as loudly as I dared before turning to the semi-conscious, very drugged boy. "Now you, yes, I suppose you know what to do now hmm?"

Tarrion blinked and noticed Kyle. His features twisted in rage, but he made no move. A good and bad sign. I led him closer to the camp, Damon and Kyle following. We were close enough when I decided we were close enough and I turned to the others.

"Okay, so here's what's going to happen. Kyle, I need you to lay low until you see the perfect time to jump in. Got it?" He nodded and I continued. "Damon and I are standing by, and we've got guns if they should be needed. No killing, no rash acts."

They nodded and I pushed Tarrion through the bushes. He was at the camp.

TARRION

Kyle. I wanted so badly to kill him, but something was holding me back. There was also this nagging feeling inside of me. A feeling that I hated, but it wouldn't go away. I couldn't make it, but I couldn't... I couldn't do it... But I had to. But I wouldn't... Would I? Yes, yes I would. I would do it and it wouldn't be so bad. Would it? It would be horrible and I knew it. I could never do that to her... but it looked like I would end up doing it anyways.

My head was spinning, I was hardly aware of the fact that I was upon the camp. No! No! No! No! NO! I couldn't come here! My hand twitched. Dominique gasped. No! Don't come here! Stay! I begged her silently. I wanted to take a step back... but I couldn't. My breathing was quickening. I could do it... I could do it and make it happy. What was it? Was it the drug? The supervisor? You're losing it. You can't! I blinked. But you can... and you will. I blinked again. Domi just please stay there!

KYLE

This was it... Just wait for the right moment, and strike. I could crush the worm and get back my proporty... but what was this.... Terrible, horrid, feeling. Nagging at the back of my head? I shook it off and watched, waiting.

DOMI

I saw Tarr come through the trees, my heart raced. I jumped up from the ground and ran over to him.
"Tarrion! I was so worried! What was it? Are you okay?" I asked, waiting for him to hug me back and tell me it was nothing, or that it was all taken care of. But he never did. I pulled away a bit, looking up at him. He looked, furious? Confused? maybe even a little, sorry? Why? What had happened in there? His hands were trembling. What happened next scared me. How could this happen! I thought he loved me...

TARRION

She pulled away. Thousands of different thoughts and feeling ran through my mind at once and I swore that I wasn't sane. I love her... Kindness. But I've got to do it... Hatered. I can't! Guilt. But I can. Something along the lines of vengance. You will not! Anger. But I have to... More guilt and a twinge of fear.

The images I had seen earlier cascaded through my mind.

It all took less than a second. My hand was raised before I could stop it and it came down on Domi's cheek--hard. Harder than hard, she reeled backwards, landing hard on the ground.

You did it. Overwhelming guilt. And it wasn't so bad... Acceptance. It was horrible and you know it! Guilt that was worse than before.

I wanted to step back, but found I couldn't. I wanted to fall to my knees and grovel, beg for forgiveness and explain what had happened. But I couldn't do that either.

Another image passed through my mind and I internally screamed for somebody to run at me and end my life so that I could stop hurting her. Of course, nobody did. They were all too stunned to move. The image replied itself again and I shuddered. Why wouldn't it leave me alone?

My breathing was quickening... my head spinning more than it had before. What had they done to me? Don't! Fight it! You can fight it! Hope. You can't fight it. Just do it." Weakness.

Another second before my foot met her side. This time I fell to my knees, but I couldn't say anything. Was she crying? I couldn't tell. My ears were humming too loudly to tell anything.

SAMANTHA

I grinned. This was just so perfect... So the drug worked. I found myself wondering just what was running through Tarrion's head right now. The poor boy was probably going through some emotional wreckage.

I grinned wider.

Kyle was tensing up beside me, ready to spring at any moment. Damon's expression was unreadable, which I didn't mind. I was too thrilled with the success of my drug to care about anything.

KYLE

I saw the look on Domi's face. I had never actually been able to think about how I had her feel, I had never really thought about how I made anyone feel. This was terrible! I wanted to kill myself for what I done. Sam looked at me and smirked.
"Go." She whispered. Oh, I'd go alright. Help domi and Tarr then GO find a way to fix this... all of this. I stepped out of the trees and ran over to him. I pushed him away, whispering so the supervisors wouldn't hear.
"Tarrion you don't want to do this stop!"

DOMI

Now Kyle was here. Great! I was going to DIE... no... not again. I wouldn't let this happen again! My heart was shattered. I was done. I stood up. Holding my ribs and face. Everyine ran over. I snapped.
"GET. AWAY." They looked shocked but back off. Tarrion came at me, and just missed hitting me. I balled my hand and punched his gut. It looked like it hurt my hand more then him. But he still stumbled.
"How could you! I LOVED YOU!" Kyle took a step towards me. I put my hand out.
"Domi, listen..." I snapped again.
"NO! You listen..." I said sobbing. "I've had it! With all you men! Your all sick and twisted and if you come near me... I'll, I'll..."
Annie wrapped her arms around me. I was trembling.
"Domi, calm down... I'm sure there is a logical explaination for all of this..." I pulled away from her.
"There is annie! Its called LOVE, Love is terrible... don't ever fall in love! Because they will hurt you!" With that I ran off and hide away in the woods. I wanted to die. It was all over. No one could love me. I was done. I climbed up a tree and sat there, the branches cutting into my skin as I climbed.

Damon

I was thoroughly amused. Some part of me yelled to stop this, but those were the parts I was nearly killed for when Sam had found me. I was stronger than them, she taught me that. She had taught me to force the emotions out, and fear and pain were no longer a part of me. Then why did I find myself cringing as Tarrion slammed his foot into Dominique's side. Did I actually feel sorry for her? No. I couldn't. I thought about the pain Kyle had caused everyone. That was the pain I should have been causing. I pulled my anger back out, and smiled half ways. Something just made me want to reach over and punch Kyle, for more than that one reason. I pulled back all the feelings, and put up a wall, putting on my poker face, which showed no emotion.

How dare me double post!

~Annie May~

I just sat there for a moment, shocked. I had nothing else to say. I wanted to be sure she was alright, but when she pushed me away, I fell, and I felt the bone in my leg shift. It caused me pain, but I was way over that. I simply stared at Kyle, eyes wide. He wasn't attacking any of us. He actually looked...sad. I clutched my side, and glanced at Tar, who seemed to be in pain as he laid on the ground, holding himself. I heard him curse himself, and I knew this wasn't him doing it. I looked around, and some of the group went after Domi, and the others were busy holding Tar down. Kyle simply stood there, looking strait into the bushes. I followed his gaze, and caught a glimpse of something. Another beast?

I tried to stand up, but when I put pressure on my leg, I gasped, falling back down on my back, closing my eyes, and trying to focus on something other than the pain. I wanted to help Domi. There weren't many places flat to hide, so I figured she climbed a tree, as I always did. I felt a hand on my, and my eyes flashed open.

TARRION

My stomach was churning, something was working its way up... I managed to shove Matt off of my arm and lean over, vomiting all over the ground. What had happened to me? I remembered pain in my arm, I remember the images. I don't remember the source of either. I remembered the Supervisors and I remembered Kyle.

Kyle... Kyle knew. Kyle had to know...

I took a few deep breaths. The urges were leaving, the guilt was suffocating. Tears were coursing down my cheeks. "KYLE!" I bellowed. "What did you DO TO ME?!"

SAMANTHA

Oh crap. He had vomitted. "We've got to get out of here," I hissed, grabbing Damon's arm.

"Why?"

"Because, he just puked. He'll be more aware and the drug is going to lose effect." I started walking. Not good, not good at all...

~Annie May~

I was happy Tar was coming to his senses, I was happy Kyle wasn't going to kill us...yet. But my body tensed, like when I was fighting the beasts, as a woman stepped out of the bushes, the man I'd seen before with the camera being towed behind her.

>Sorry it's short, I had no clue where you wanted it to go, oh mighty masters!<

KYLE

I steadied Tarrion, who looked like he wanted to kill me. He was to unstable to do much right now. Logan grabbed my arm and pulled on me, but I shook him off.
"Tarrion I-I'm sorry. I can't believe I've been doing this. I'm a monster." I snarled. He looked through the trees, looking for any sign of domi probably. I felt a tear escape my eye. How could I do this without realising how much suffering I caused? I helped Tarrion to the tent, but matt stopped me.
"Your not going in there." I handed Tarrion off to him.
"I understand." Was all I said.

DOMINIQUE

I fingered the ring. I sat there, taking it off.... then putting it back on. He didn't love me... but I couldn't bring myself to accept that. Maybe you would be better off dead. Maybe... Yes... I would be. Kyle wouldn't stop, Tarr didn't love me, and there was nothing I could do to stop either of them. I looked over at the ground. How did a butcher knife get over there? I hopped down from the tree, landing badly on my ankle. I hissed in pain. I reached over to were the knife was, just reaching it. I stood slowly, carful of my ankle. You know what to do... Oh boy did I ever. I held it out in front of me, closing my eyes.
"Tarrion, I still love you." That was it. That was all I had left to say. I heard someone come through the trees, accomponied by a gasp.
"Domi DON'T!"

*Anyone, helping you guys out.... we kinda kept you in the dark with the plot...*

TARRION

I fell to the ground in the tent and rested my head in my hands. What had I just done? I had hurt her... after I had sworn to love and protect her! I had done just what I hated Kyle for doing... I think Matt was talking, but everything was slurred and foggy. Was he yelling at me? I couldn't tell... or was he soothing me?

My body was trembling, was I crying? I was. No, I wasn't crying, I was sobbing uncontrolably. "What... I..." Wow, and I was talking. Talking and making no sense at all.

Maybe I was dreaming, maybe that's why it didn't feel real. Except when you dream you don't feel pain. Right? I had sure felt pain when Domi punched me. I pounded my fist on the floor and snarled in frustration. "What did he do to me?!" I hissed.

SAMANTHA

I glared at Annie. She had spotted us. I pulled out the gun and extended it towards a few of the others heads. She got the picture and kept quiet while we made our escape.

"Too close... I can't believe that happened," I growled.

KYLE

Logan came out of the tent. I had taken a seat on the ground and put my head in my hands. Trying to figure out what to do. he hit me over the back of the head, and I looked up.
"What do you want?" I asked, not realising I had started crying. He sat beside me. Leaning forward to look at my face. He didn't look impressed.
"What did you do to him?" He snapped.
"A bad thing. I took him to that crazt bitch. She did the rest. She said she could help me. I dont want this. How could I be so stupid?" I said putting my head in my hand and sobbing. "She put something in him. She made him do this." I sobbed harder. We both jumped up at a sudden scream.
"Domi DON'T!"