Alternate World Thing

Jack growled.

The wolf snarled back.

Jack raised his eyebrows, his teeth still bared, his face still showing all signs of hostility.

"You really gonna fight me, wolf? You're a goody-good - you probably don't have the guts to hurt an annoying ant, much less me."

She smirked.

"I don't have to do anything, if you get to close to me, you'll get burned anyway." She said, brightening her light a bit to prove her point.

Jack hissed at the bright.

Johnny ran at the wolf and just as he was close enough to feel his skin boil from the light, he jumped, flew over the wolf and skidded to a stop by the bags of money. He grabbed two, one in each hand, and ran.

He was no coward, but he knew there was no way to stop this holy man and his wolf with such simple weapons of guns.

He would need somthing bigger. 'A bazooka? No. Tank? No. Atomic bomb? Maybe.'

Jack growled, and rolled around the wolf and holy man. He grabbed five bars of gold, and a bag of money. Running, he shoved the bars into the bag.

Johnny glanced behind him, then ran faster.

Dawn glanced over her shoulder, and saw that most of them had fled from the holy man. Whimps.

((*needs Bether to continue*))

((-agrees with Curly-))

((*waits*))

((-Jeopardy thinking music-))