Chapter 17

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*3rd Person Higgins*

Louis stumbled on a broken branch for the fourth time that night. He grunted as he almost fell on his face causing both Maeve and Liam to shush at him. He muttered a sorry as they came across a clearing with a small cottage in the middle of it. No it wasn't a with from a Fairytale, it was just a plain old cottage that Maeve had built with her father back in 1982.

"Well, this is it. It has enough food, water, clothes, and wood to last a week so you won't starve, dehydrate, or freeze. We will keep fort at HH so you can relax safely." Maeve said showing him where each thing was stored.

As soon as Maeve and Liam left, Louis went to start a fire. Their whole "plan" was to hide him out here until after Saturday when Maeve and Liam would come to get him. He didn't see how this would keep any Cowells away because they could smell his blood and just phase there, but whatever.

Then a thought hit him. What was he gonna do? He stood up from the sofa and started looking for any books, TVs, video games, iPods, anything to entertain him. After a few hours of scouring the whole house he came upon a broken old fuzzy antenna TV, three Little House on the Prairie books, and a really old version of Trivial Pursuit.

When Maeve and Liam had gotten back to HH, they realised Louis had nothing to do there. Maeve face-palmed herself.

"Shit! I forgot to bring his iPod and charger along with a few good books! Now I can't go back because Harry might sense my phasing trail. Shit!" she said pacing and running her hands through her hair over and over again.

Liam attempted to calm her. "Calm down Maeve! He will be fine! He'll probably just dance through the meadow or just sleep!" he said forcing her to stop pacing. She looked at Liam.

"When he gets back we are so screwed."

*3rd Person Cowells*

Harry grabbed a tray and stood in line to get his lunch. He grabbed three pints of O+ blood and went to go find his friends. He walked over to Josh, Niall, and Zayn's table.

"Hey look it's the ex-Hunter!" Zayn said smirking. Josh and Niall snickered with him. Harry just smirked at them and shook his head then went and took a seat next to Matt. Everyone at the table scooted away a bit.

Harry stood up again, drained his cup, then went to see Cowell wanting to do what only one person had ever done before. Transfer.

*3rd Person Higgins*

Louis rolled around on the couch again trying to find a comfy spot. He groaned and moved again. Eventually he just rolled onto the floor and lay there.

"Hey Louis." he heard a familiar voice. Sitting on the sofa were two Harrys. One looked exactly like him and the other had bleach-blonde hair and dark brown eyes.

"Hi Harrys." he replied. They looked at him.

"Our names aren't Harry. I'm Gary and this is Barry." the blonde one said. Louis nodded slowly.

"What are you doing here?" Louis asked. They exchanged a look.

"To warn you." they said in sync.

Maeve panted as she jabbed a stake into her enemy's stomach. She choked as she fell over dead. She had black hair and hazel-brown eyes. Maeve had heard about her. The name was Share? Or something like that. Apparently this big shot or something. "That's for killing Aiden." she muttered before kicking the body.

Soon after her and Liam got back the place was ambushed. Since it was impossible for Cowells to get inside, they had battled on the front lawn. Ten minutes after Cher had gone down, the Cowells retreated, victorious. Maeve and any surviving members of the battle worked to tally up the deaths. Only 6 Cowells and 23 Higgins had died.

This was not good.

A/N battle! And crazy Louis! I don't think anyone reads these but whatever.

Cowells-179

Higgins-178

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-Kendie

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