Skye was running through different alleys trying to find him.

"Jax!" She shouted. "Come out!"

She kept running, when she accidentally tripped on some of the pavement in the ground. "Ugh... damn it..."

She panted, trying to get up again. "Jax!" She shouted again. "Come out..." She meant to yell that, but it only came out as a whisper.

"Please..." She says. She got onto her knees, but then she felt a few strands of hair from her bangs fly off and goosebumps arose on her skin.

"Heh." Skye heard a chuckle and looked up at the man standing above her. She also felt cold metal lightly graze the back of her neck.

"Jax..." She says, almost in a whisper.

"Jax? I don't know who the fuck that is, but I probably already killed him." The male says with a grin.

"No..." Skye mutters. "You are Jax..." Skye felt the blade get slightly closer in on her neck. 'This is how he killed me before... he cut off my head...'

"I don't know what the fuck you're talking about. And I don't really care, so let me just-"

"Isaac!"

Skye quickly went quiet after that, she wanted to see if that would work. If Jax was truly the reincarnation of Isaac Foster... of Zack.

The blade was now closer. "How do you know my name?" He asked.

"Because." Skye looked up at him, her dead eyes staring into his gold ones, that almost gave the killer goosebumps. "You're my friend..."

"Your eyes." The man said. "Why are they dead?! Who the hell are you?!"

"Who do I look like to you?"

The killer was confused, he looked at the girl more intently. Her dead blue eyes, long blonde hair, thin and small stature and porcelain skin.

"No." The man said. "No no no, nonononono!" His expression showed disbelief. "There's no way! You're alive, Ray!"

Skye looked at the ground. "No. I'm not Ray." 'Not anymore...' "Who do I look like to you..." She looked up again. "Jax?"

The man flinched, as if something inside him started ticking. 'Who's Jax...? That name sounds familiar... my head is spinning! Damn it! Damn it!'

The killer dropped the scythe for a moment and put his hand on his head and closed his eyes, trying to think. "Damn it..." He whispers. "It hurts!"

"Gah!" He opened his eyes again. He was sane for a moment. "Skye..."

The blonde stepped toward him, but the killer backed away. "Jax-"

"No! Don't come near me!" Jax shouts. "My thoughts are only coming together for a brief minute! I'm sorry but you need to go! Now!"

"Jax-" Skye got cut off.

"My memories are starting to come back... Ray." He says. Skye was surprised, for multiple reasons. "But... you need to go. Before I snap again."

"But-"

"Rachel! Please! I don't want to kill you! Not again! I want things to be different this time!"

"I-"

"Please!" Skye sighed, almost in tears, she doesn't want this, she has so many things to tell him, but she can't.

"Fine! But..." 'Let me save you.' That only came out as a thought. "Zack... I promise, we'll be okay." She says, before running.

After a few seconds she heard his laugh. 'No... I don't care if I die... but I just have so many things to tell him. Please God. Let me at least tell him one thing.'

She continued to run. 'Let me tell him that he is no longer Zack. Let me tell him that he is no longer Zack and that he lying to himself.'

She continued to run. "Please. Please. Please." She whispers. Her vision started to blur, she didn't realize she had started crying.

Skye wiped her eyes as she ran, she needs to get away... right?

'Hold on. Maybe...' Skye abruptly stopped. 'If I run away, he'd still kill others... that's why I'll put an end to this.'

~

'Why is he here?!'

Eliza was waiting for Skye to return and ended up seeing the horrible man that threatened to kill her. Dr. Morgan.

"Ah, Miss Eliza. I'm quite surprised to see you here." He says, trying to act like the good man he pretends to be on the outside, when he's actually a horrible man internally.

The small blonde gulped a little. "Y-Yes... it's just me. Skye left for a moment..." 'I'm actually glad she left... I don't want this terrible man around her.' "What are you doing here?"

The man smirked a little. "Miss Emily and Miss Helena are colleagues of mine. I came to check up on them."

"Is that so?" Eliza mutters. "Well they're both friends of my sister and I. So, of course we should check up on them." She faked a smile.

'She's slowly breaking down. She's scared of me. Good. If she's scared I can easily get to her sister with no problem.'

"I see." The male says.

It was an awkward silence until Eliza stood up. "E-Excuse me." She says, before leaving the waiting area and going into the bathroom.

"Why?" Eliza mumbles. "Why? Why? This is bad..." She looked at herself in the mirror and cried. "I don't want this... I feel sick... damn it. No more! No more! I hate this! I just want it to be how it was before!"

~

"Hyahyahya!"

'Right on time.' Skye had managed to get to an area that was secluded, the only problem was that if her plan didn't work... there was no where for her to run.

"It seems you drove yourself into a dead end, little miss." Skye stayed quiet, she let the killer get closer.

"How about this." He held up three fingers. "Since I'm so nice, I'll give you a 3 second head start, and make sure to cry and scream." He grinned at her, that grin was one that only a true killer could pull off.

"1."

Instead of running away, Skye took a step towards him.

"2."

Another step.

"3..."

She stayed there.

"What the fuck are you doing?! You're supposed to run bitch!" The man said before putting the scythe at the back of her neck.

She just stared deep into his eyes, trying to find the good man she knew... not Zack. He's not Zack anymore. He's the man she met on the train. The man that saved her. The one that she would get embarrassed around because of the stupid things she said. The one that would kiss her head when she was upset.

The man that hated conflict and wouldn't harm her.

The man that she, Skye, cared for.

The new man she loved.

"Zack." She says confidently. "Before you kill me, before you completely lose yourself, let me tell you one thing."

She took his face in her hands and stared deep into his eyes.

'What's going on?! Why can't I move?! This girl, what is she doing to me?! I can't glance away!'

"You aren't a killer anymore! You aren't harmful or brash! You aren't Zack!" She yells.

"Eh..." The man gasped a little. His scythe dropped.

Skye continued to yell at him. "Listen to me! You are becoming a liar! You said you hated conflict! Look what you're doing right now! Look at yourself! Look at yourself as Jax! You are not Isaac! Isaac is dead!" As much as she hated to say all these things, she knew this was the only way to get through to him. "... Isaac is dead. You are Jax now."

The man was trying to speak, but couldn't. He didn't know what to say... instead he used actions instead of words... he hugged her.