Alternate

~Five~

°Blair°

*Blair's POV*

"Guess I need to give you a name. How 'bout Roger?" I don't know why I picked that name but it sounded nice. We strolled deep into the forest.

We've been walking for at least an hour or two now. We planned the whole 'revenge' thing like how I'm gonna play with him and torture him before actually ending him. Hah, sounds like something a serial killer would do.

"Hey Roger, do you have a physical appearance? Like a heaad, face and body or something like that?" I questioned. A voice inside my head capable of taking full control of my body. Well, I hope he doesn't go rogue.

"You can't answer the question? What do you mean?" I said as I grew more curious.

"I cannot tell you because even I don't know." Roger replied.

I could se a cottage of some sort in the distance. Lights on, smoke coming out of the chimney. Weird, who'd live in a such a remote area?

There wasn't any roads in sight and the cabin was surrounded by a thick and dense wall of trees. Who ever is in there must be travelling via chopper or maybe he or she just walks for hours and hours to get here.

I cautiously walked towards the cabin avoiding snares and bear traps. "This guy's gotta be a hunter or something." I said as I avoided a huge bear trap.

I finally got to the window of the cabin and took a peek.

There was a huge round wooden table with a cup of hot coffee, and two chairs. So there's two of them. I looked at the walls and saw animal heads and two sniper rifles. I knew they were hunters.

"Hey Bill! Wake up!" A huge man with a full goatee smacked a door as he called out. He was wearing a red checkered shirt, a pair of jeans, heavy duty boots and a trucker cap. "Heck is wrong with you Drew! I'm sleeping here!" A dude replied. "Hahaha! That's just how I am. Anyways, wake up it's time to hunt. Go grab your rifle." Drew said while putting on a camouflage coat and a backpack of the same theme. "Hold on I'll be there. Geez man. I'm still sleepy." Bill said.

Moments later a skinny man with long reddish-brownish hair and a goatee of the same colour came out. He was wearing a tank top, black camo pants and in his hands was black camo vest, an ammo box and a backpack. That's gotta be Bill. This is gonna be easy as pie.

There was a shovel leaning on the wall of the cabin. Perfect distraction.

I grabbed the shovel and with all my might I smashed it against the cabin's wall.

"What the hell was that?!" Drew shouted. "Bill! Go check it out!"

"Me?! Why can't you go?!" Bill ranted. "Uhh. *kicks the table's leg* ARGHH! I stub my toe!!" Drew dropped down to the ground and pretended to be hurt. He was wearing boots. It was almost impossible for him to stub his toe. "Oh come on Drew. You have b-"

"ARGHHH! IT HURTS!!" Drew screamed again.

"Ugh. Where's my rifle?" Bill sighed and turned around to look for his rifle. "Oh there it is." Bill grabs the rifle, loads 5 rounds and exits the cabin with a flashlight in one hand.

"Who the heck he think he is? He can't just-" Bill stops where he was as he believed he saw me. "Who's there?" He asked. I threw a huge rock away from the cabin to distract him.

When he pointed the flashlight towards the rock, I pounced at him and tased him. I knew this taser would come in handy. I then grabbed his rifle, cocked it and shot Bill.

"Woah. Shots fired." Drew said.

I then took the vest off him and wore it then I entered the cabin. Drew was sitting on the table reading a news paper while drinking coffee. "Good job Bill. Come here, take a look at what's in the news."

'Cop car flipped to it's side two cops dead with taser marks on their necks. The police are investigating the case'

"That's a good 5 miles from here and taser marks? This has got to be intentional. What do you think Bill?" Drew asked as he placed the newspaper and coffee on the table. "Well I did that." I said as I cocked the rifle. "Bill? What happened to your voice? Why did it get hig-" I bored a hole through his head using a bullet before he could finish. "Mind if I drink some coffee? What do you mean no?" I loaded another bullet into the chamber and shot him again. "Roger he's rude." I said as I sat down and slurped some coffee.

"We're gonna stay here for a while."