"Rose? You okay? Well , as okay as you can be at the moment...you look worried."

Alaska followed the trails, hoping that she wouldn't find dead puppies at the end

" Yeah.. I am okay, I am just very scared that.. that what if it wasn't one of their own.. what if it was someone innocent. "

At the end of one of the trails.. laid a dead Roger, his body had seemed to be crushed by boots, and the details were too gory to describe.. On the other, Victor had followed a larger blood trail and found a former lover, dead... He fell to his knees, disbelief in his eyes.. He didn't love her anymore, not like how he loved Alaska.. but he cared for her oh so much.

"I don't see who else it would be, but it's possible, I guess."

Alaska's heart sank. "Rest in peace, Roger," she said. Bailey...she had to be alive, right?

" I have a few ideas, but I hope I am very wrong about all of them "

Victor was still to his knees, too shocked to think properly, at the moment he denied it, and was checking for a pulse or checking that she was breathing.. but there was nothing, not even the slightest sign she was alive anymore. Finally, it had sank in.. and he began to cry. At first, a silent cry of pure pain.. but slowly, it turned into a deep hallowing sorrow that made him cry hard, " I am so sorry.. Annabel.. It was my fault.. I should of let you stay here.. you would of been safe.. " He said between heavy sobs.

"Do I want to know your ideas?"

Alaska picked up a very bloddied and very broken Roger, and followed the crying. When she saw him crying over a girl that she had only bad memories of, she wasn't sure how to take this. If she needed any sign that Victor still loved her, here it was. She set Roger down before briskly walking away, looking for Bailey.

" I think it might of been Victor's old lover, we found her and she planned to visit..


Victor had barely noticed any sound, and one could practically see the heartbreak within him already. Of course, he still didn't love Anna anymore.. but this all just felt so bittersweet. He used to hang out with her every day after school, and he remembered so vividly going to the park with her day after day.. it hurt him badly.. It was then he registered he had heard a sound and finally turned around to look.. seeing Rodger dead, and in the shape he was.. it broke him worse.. he started to panic a little bit, but tried to calm himself as he began to hyperventilate.

"...Crap. That's really peachy. I haven't even been here that long and the leader's already broken."

Alaska followed another trail of blood to see Bailey lying there, her breathing shallow. If they didn't patch her up soon, she would die from blood loss. Alaska swore. They didn't need this right now. She gently picked Bailey up, and went scouting for the aid kit

" I think that if it was his old lover.. he probably cried.. and if Alaska was with him.. this might take a heavy backlash at him, I think Alaska is the jealous type. "

Victor had slowly calmed himself, and he very gently had closed Anna's eyes, and did his best to fix Rodgers body to make him look somewhat normal. He stood, and went to find Alaska and help her.. trying to push the death out of his mind.

"Think? Well, let's see. If she just about killed you for accidentally ruining a moment between her and Victor, I would say there's no question about it. "

Even after Alaska noticed Victor, she didn't speak to him. She didn't really have anything to say.

" Okay then.. if I am right Alaska is going to leave Victor in the dark in his greatest time of need... this isn't good. "

Victor spoke up noticing she had Bailey, " Is.. Is she alive? " His voice... His once beautiful, happy, sweet voice.. it was nothing more then a hallow sound. As if forced to speak but not wanting to, it was monotone, emotionless.