(Author's Note: This story was written for my English class during my sophomore year. The project was for us to create an island of some sort where the characters from the novels and plays we read that year were to coexist on the same island. Most created physical models with their habitats. I chose to write a story instead.

The story contains characters from several books of literature. The main ones are Beowulf, To Kill A Mockingbird and Othello. Others that are featured are The Lord of the Flies and A Seperate Peace.

The story also includes references to, but not limited to, Stephen King, the Devil's Rejects and H.P. Lovecraft. Don't ask.

For the record, I got an A on this.)

Prologue

Scout and Jem

Jean Louise 'Scout' Finch and Jeremy 'Jem' Finch held each other tight and tried not to listen to the screams of the public executions outside.

It was just them, two siblings alone against the world. Their father Atticus Finch was long dead. He being the noble man that he was had stood up against the repressive new order. He had gotten away with it for about a week.

The following Sunday, two guards took Atticus away. The King, they said, had deemed his actions 'Unchristian' and thus he was to be put to death.

Jem and Scout went to see their father in his last moments. They owed him that much. They had gone as far into the city's court but as soon as Scout saw the executioner's large double-bladed axe she let out a small cry and buried herself in her brother's chest. Jem looked straight ahead. His father just stood there, awaiting his fate. He looked reserved.

Scout had closed her eyes tight but that didn't stop her from hearing the swish of the axe and the thump.

The two siblings had never seen the new ruler in the current days of Spauldingopolis. Scout had referred to him as 'The Really Bad Man' but Jem was convinced his last name was Wolf.

After the screaming outside had stopped, Scout got up and wiped her eyes.

"Is over?" asked Jem.

Scout nodded. "I think so. Come on, I'll make us some lunch." Their old maid Calpurnia had taught them to cook last summer. She had, however, refused to leave her old home when the family left for the new island.

Scout wish she had stayed with Calpurnia. She wished they had all stayed. They'd be a happy family again, not living in some world dragged up from her most horrid nightmares.

There was a knock at the door. Scout paused. She looked at Jem for assurance. All he did was shrug. He looked a bit scared.

Another knock.

Taking a deep breath of air, Scout moved forward and opened it.

Standing in the doorway had to be one of the most nightmarish creatures Jean Louise Finch had ever seen in her life. It was covered in shaggy like an animal, yet it stood upright like a person would. It had to be at least eight feet tall, probably bigger. Scout could see rows of sharp teeth in its mouth, teeth that could chomp her in two bites if it wished.

It growled and moved forward.

Scout screamed.