Hii! This is my first Starkid fanfic, may contain some upsetting (for Starkids) scenes. It gets going pretty quick. If you think you've worked out who it is, PM me, but don't spoil it for others on the reviews. Yeah, please review and rate, you would make me happy :D

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Jaime POV
"AAAAAAAHHHH!" A heart wrenching scream pierces my ears. Alert, I look around. Meredith, check, Lauren, no. I leap out of my bunk bed, shaking Meredith awake. She always was a deep sleeper.
"Jaime, what?" She says groggily, opening her eyes.
"It's Lauren, I just heard her scream or something!"
"What?" She looks up, her eyes swimming.
But I've walked away, I'm checking our room. Lauren is gone, that's definate.

"Lauren, Lauren! LAUREN WHERE ARE YOU?" I shout, Meredith behind me, also yelling. Frantic, Joey runs in. My eyes widen as I realise that he's covered in blood.
"Darren's gone! It tried to take me too, but I got away!"
"Wait, what do you mean 'it'?"
"I don't know, it was this...black thing that smashed the window, knocked Darren out and ran off with him down the corridor! Actually, I think Darren was saving me..."
"It must have been what got Lauren!" Meredith adds, walking forward.

"Guys, Walker needs help! And Brian's gone!" It's Brian Holden, his trousers ripped and face slashed. Julia, Jim and Joe Moses are with him, not unscathed. He looks like he could with some help too. Meredith runs forward and they embrace, before running out to the boy's room.
"Denise has gone too, I just saw this black thing smash the window" Julia adds, eyes wide.
We all go to check on Joe. He's sprawled on the floor, his leg at an odd angle. It's broken. I close my eyes a second. What is this? We help him sit on the bed, he's trying not to cry. A small moan escapes his lips. An idea hits me. I run out onto the balcony and snap off two sturdy branches from a tree there. I give them to Joe as crutches, we wait as he, oh so slowly, stands up. He winces a little, but he seems to be balanced. It was strange. Seven young adults, most injured, standing in a room in their pyjamas trying to work out how their friends had been kidnapped. Not a scenario you see every day.

"Okay, we need to keep calm and work out who's gone." The others nod in agreement.
We're on vacation, a group vacation to Canada. It was supposed to be fun, a break for us from script writing for our new Percy Jackson musical. I try to remember everyone who came.

Me, Jaime.

Lauren, gone.

Brian Rosenthal, gone.

Brian Holden, here.

Darren, gone.

Joey, here.

Julia, here.

Joe Moses, here.

Jim, here.

Denise, gone.

Joe Walker, here.

Dylan, where's Dylan?
"That makes seven of us still here, and five gone."
But no-one had mentioned Dylan. We all glance at eachother, it seems we've reached the same conclusion.

"He was in our room, but he went to the toilet last night. Only I was awake when he left, but I'm pretty sure I dropped off before he came back." Brian exclaims. We exchange glances.

"The thing probably got him too!" Joe Moses says, eyes wide.
"Dylan!"
"Dyl?"
I see Meredith knocking on the bathroom door, yelling. No reply.
"Okay, outta the way." Jim charges at the door, CRASH! Dust flies into my face, I cough. The impact makes the floor shudder. Julia, Joe Walker and Brian step forward, anticipating the worst.
"Oh god. Oh god, no." Julia's eyes widen with deep horror, she shudders, and falls to her knees, with racking sobs.
"No!" Joe limps forward, his face showing immense sadness. And then I see it, the same time as Mere. Dylan, slumped against the wall.

A knife buried deep in his chest.

Blood staining his white pyjama top like a scarlet blossom.

It's like I've been punched in the stomach by an iron fist.

And suddenly, I can't see the people around me.

All I can see is Dylan, and my memories of him flashing by my eyes. I picture him singing as Dumbledore, the image shifts to Tootsie Noodles, and then his perfect voice singing the intro to Holy Musical Batman. And then just Dylan.

Having fun.

Laughing.

Messing around.

He'll never laugh again.

My blood turns to pure ice. Emotional pain courses through my whole body as I begin to break down, my head resting on Dylan's lifeless body...