Mukuro: Once again, I am writing a fanfiction based off of one of superstarultras' oneshots. This story is entitled Haruhi's Isle. 9 castaways (Haruhi, Kyon, Yuki, Ryoko, Mikuru, Koizumi, Tsuruya, Taniguchi, and Kunikida.) are stranded on a deserted island. This will be a continuing, possibly never ending, fanfiction. I will fall back on this story whenever I need some comedy. The only problem is, this is the pilot and is a Tragedy/Angst. The comedy starts next chapter.

Haruhi's Isle

Pilot Episode: Stranded!

"Ugh… my head hurts…" Haruhi muttered, rubbing her forehead.

She then looked around, and couldn't believe what she saw. She was lying on the floor under the deck, with Kyon and the rest. Judging by the beer bottles scattered around the floor of the cabin, they had had a wild party. Now, she just needed to know what the heck she was doing and where the heck she was.

She walked up on to the deck of the ship, and began to look around.

"Where the heck are we?" She asked herself.

"How should I know?" I asked, causing her to jump.

"Oh… Kyon! Y-you startled me…"

"Yeah. I really have no idea where we are." I muttered.

"Well, one thing's for sure." Haruhi said.

"Oh? And that is?"

"We're not in Kansas anymore." She said, laughing. I laughed to. Little did I know, though, this would be one of the last times we laughed together for some time.

"So, the basic story is, that at some time when we were smashed, this ship rode off course and crashed on some island somewhere between Japan and Hawaii. In other words, we could be anywhere in the Pacific Ocean." Haruhi said, showing the eight of us a crude chalk drawing on an old chalk board we found in the center of what we had simply dubbed as camp.

Haruhi turned to Koizumi.

"Koizumi, you were the one at the wheel at the time. What exactly happened?"

"Well, Suzumiya-san, at the time we were on a course back to Japan, when a storm suddenly arose out of nowhere, swallowing the ship. The last thing I remember was we were drifting towards an island, and that's when I lost consciousness." Koizumi said.

"Okay, that has been noted in the SOS Brigade Log Book." Haruhi said, closing the crusty notebook she was writing in.

"So, any suggestions on what we should do before we're rescued?" She asked. Rescued? By whom? I know for a fact that four people here don't have people waiting for them, and three of them have families that would actually enjoy them being gone! It could take months before we're rescued!

"Um, Haru-chans?"

"Yes, Tsuruya-san?" Haruhi asked

"Well, I never tolds anyone we were going sailing, nyoro."

"Well, that pretty much kills any chance at us being rescued." I said.

"Don't lose faith, Kyon! My Brigade doesn't give up so easily! And you call yourself a brigade member!"

"No I don't, you do."

"It doesn't matter! Does anyone have any ideas?" Haruhi asked.

"Well, the best idea would be to have us attempting to build a shelter to house us, at least until we can be sure that there won't be any after effects of the typhoon." Koizumi said, grinning.

"That's a great idea, Koizumi!" Haruhi said.

"I also volunteer to take myself and Kyon to go searching for wood to build a signal fire." He said, grinning.

"Brilliant idea, Koizumi! I can see why you're my Deputy Brigade Leader!" Haruhi said. How many times must she bring that up?

"So, where do you think we should start looking for wood?" I asked.

"To be honest, I don't think a signal fire will help that much." Koizumi said.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, if we're here for the reason I think we're here, then a signal fire won't do any good."

"So, for what reason are we here?" I asked.

"I believe, judging by how Suzumiya-san is acting, that she has become bored with the world, but here conscious from starting the brigade is combating her desire to destroy and recreate the world. I believe that Suzumiya-san's conscious desperately wants to prove that this world has more than enough adventure to suit her tastes."

"So what your sayining is-"

"That Suzumiya-san has desired for us to stay on this deserted island until she can find an adventure to suit her."

"So, what do we do?" I asked.

"Well, I must say I don't know, but what matters at the second is making her happy. I'll bring back this fire wood, while you stay behind and gather more. I'll see if I can find anymore."

Jerk! You found that when we were talking! I then turned around, and bumped into Nagato.

"Oh, hey, Nagato, what's up!"

"Hello." She said in her monotonous voice.

"So, Nagato, you can connect to that data integrated whatchamacallit, right?"

"Affirmitive."

"Do you think you can?"

"That would not be possible."

"Why not?"

"Ever since arriving on this land, my connection to the Data Integrated Thought Entity has been nearly severed."

"Severed?"

"Yes. Connection to the Data Integration Thought Entity has been restricted to the point of being unable to relay any form o data. This holds true to myself and of subject named Ryoko Asakura. It is not within my knowledge if this has happened to other interfaces or if just the two of us."

"Wait, hasn't this happened before?"

"Affirmitive. This has happened once before in this interfaces existence. During the time we were located at the place where subject Suzuiya Haruhi held her winter excursion, due to the involvement of the Macral Quantum Entity."

"Is this the same thing as before?"

"With my currently limited means, verification of this would not be possible. However, significant proof has been relayed that may point the cause towards subject Haruhi Suzumiya."

"Great, more stuff about Haruhi." I muttered.

"Hey, Yuki! Where'd you run off to?" I heard Haruhi's voice shout out.

"Nagato, Haruhi's looking for you, you should probably return back to camp." I said.

"Affirmitive."

"Oh, and Nagato?"

"Yes?"

"Thanks for telling me this stuff about Haruhi."

She nodded once, turned around, and began walking into the jungle. Now, I can't be positive, but I could have sworn I heard her say "You're welcome".

So, I began my search for firewood. Considering how most of the trees on the island were palm trees, there weren't that many branches I could find, and I didn't want to go ripping up bushes to serve Haruhi's selfish needs.

I began walking back towards camp, when I realized I no longer knew where camp was. All around me was nothing but dense jungle as far as the eye could see. (Which, due to the denseness, was about 3 or 4 feet.)

"Boy, I hope Koizumi is enjoying his time at camp, because when I find him, I'm going to kill him." I muttered.

"Hey, Koizumi, where's Kyon?" Haruhi asked.

"Well, I found enough wood for myself to carry, so I thought I had best report to camp."

"Good thinking."

"Oh, Suzumiya-san, would you mind telling me where Taniguchi and Kunikida are?"

"Oh, those two? I sent them out to find the two of you, since you were gone for so long."

"I see."

"Well, we could use the extra muscle, right now, Koizumi. Go help with the construction of the hut." Haruhi said.

"Of course, Suzumiya-san."

"Oh, and Koizumi?" Haruhi asked, looking down at a rather large piece of wood in the pile.

"Yes, Suzumiya-san?"

"What's an S.S. Minnow?"

"It sounds like the name of a ship, to me."

"Okay." She then put the rest of the firewood to the side, and laid the inscribe chunk of wood next to the rest of the stuff she scavenged from Tsuruyas' wrecked yacht.

An hour later, and I'm still looking for the stupid camp.

"Hey, Kyon, you here?" I heard Taniguchi shout.

"Either I've been here longer than I thought, or Taniguchi found me!" I said.

And, lo and behold, Taniguchi came walking out of the brush with Kunikida right behind him.

"So, this is where you were, huh Kyon?" Taniguchi said.

"…Hey." I said. I was too tired to say anything else.

"Kyon, do you have any idea how worried we were?! You owe us big time!" Taniguchi shouted.

"Fine. Let's just go back to camp." I said.

"Okay, I think camp's this way." Kunikida said, pointing at one direction.

"No, it's this way, isn't it?" Taniguchi said.

"Well, let's just go this way." I said, pointing at a direction between the two.

So, we went in that direction. Suddenly, the ground beneath our feet gave way.

"Ow, that hurt…" Taniguchi muttered.

"THAT hurt? Try being under you!" I shouted.

"Where are we?" Kunikida asked.

"I think we're in some sort of underground cave." I said.

I looked around the cave. I couldn't see anything of interest. Just some clothes, two books, and…

"AAAAAAHHHH!" I shouted, pointing at a skeleton in a captains cap, sitting in a chair with the remains of a possibly once blue shirt over it.

"Oh my god, is that a skeleton?!" Taniguchi shouted.

"Yeah, it is."

"Hey, Kyon, maybe these books will give us a clue!" Kunikida said, picking up a book titled The Diary of Roy Hinkley, Professor.

"Let's see what this book says." Taniguchi said.

"Prof. Roy Hinkley's Journal. 9/26/65" Kunikida read.

"This is really old!" I said.

"It has been exactly one year since we were stranded on this god-forsaken island. My fellow castaways and I have slowly been going insane."

"So, what's going on?" Taniguchi said, looking over our shoulder.

"Oh, here's another entry!" Kunikida said, looking near the end of the book.

"Prof. Roy Hinkley's Journal. 9/26/79"

"It has been 15 years since the shipwreck. Everything we have has slowly been deteriorating. Our radio has been broken, and we have nothing left but the bare essentials. I have recently found out that a typhoon will nearly destroy this island, so this will quite possibly be the last entry I write in this journal. I have hidden it in this cave, so I hope that you, the reader, will be able to tell the heroic tales of what happened to us, the survivors of the S.S. Minnow." Kunikida read.

"So that was the last entry he wrote?" I asked.

"No, it wasn't. There were a few more." Kunikida said, flipping to the next page.

"Prof. Roy Hinkley's Journal. 12/25/80"

"Well, surprise surprise! When we came back to civilization, we later celebrated by going on a Christmas Voyage. Little did we know, we were to be stranded once again. Unfortunately, I don't think this time our story will have a happy ending."

"Prof. Roy Hinkley's Journal. 5/28/84"

"We have been stranded on this island once again for almost four years now. We have been slowly going insane. Gilligan seems to be the only excerpt from this, and I hope this is not because he hasn't always been in this state of mental decay. We have been getting into more and more fights recently, and I hope that this won't escalate into anything to violent. Even myself, a man of science, does not seem to be excerpt from this."

"Was that the last entry?" Taniguchi asked.

"No there was one more." Kunikida said, flipping the page.

"Prof. Roy Hinkley's Journal. 6/07/84"

"We have been having more problems than I could ever comprehend. Mr. Howell, I'm sorry to say, has been murdered. Mrs. Howell decided to kill herself, seeing how she couldn't go on living. Any one of us may be next. We are now down to 5. I have called the Skipper to my hut, and I hope that something can be done to discover which of us is responsible. I can hear him coming now. Soon, I will"

"I will what?" I asked.

"That's it. There's nothing more written here." Kunikida said.

"Wait, what about the other book?" I asked, pulling out the second one. This one was entitled "The Minnows Log. Skipper Jonas Grumby"

"Well, the first entries are pretty much the same. However, the next ones are much different."

"Well, let's see them."

"Captains Log, 6/07/84"

"The Professor makes 3. 3 of my fellow castaways, my friends, dead because of me, because I talked them into that storm! I wonder how I'll be able to live with myself…"

"Here's his last entry." I said, flipping to the final page.

"Captains Log, 8/04/84"

"6 corpses. 6 friends. I have entombed them here, in this cave, where I right my final words. A landslide blocked the caves entrance, and I guess it's meant to be then. They say a captain should go down with his ship, and so I shall go down with my friends. There is something at work here, something I won't even try to comprehend."

"And that's it." I said.

"I say, we get out of here, and we seal up the cave, never to be opened again!" Taniuchi said, climbing up the wall and out the hole in the roof. Unfortunately, he stumbled and hit the ground. Hard.

"Taniguchi, are you okay?!" Kunikida shouted, rushing over to him.

"Yeah, but why are we here?" Suddenly, the wall Taniguchi had been climbing collapsed, and several large rocks hit the guys.

I managed to drag them both out of the cave. Luckily, they weren't hurt too badly, but neither one could remember anything about the cave. After Haruhi found us, I closed up the entrance to the cave, and we never went back there again.

Mukuro: So, after reading that, you're probably wondering what does this have to do with Haruhi? Keep in mind that this has nothing to do with the story, and is the pilot episode, which is usually much different. This is Tragedy/Angst, but the rest will be comedy. Remember, R & R! The end was kind of convenient, but I needed to end it easily with only Kyon knowing for future reasons.

Mukuro Out