Kate's Own Secret Monster
Set early on in the first season.
Shannon's a careless bitch and no-one really knows anyone all that well.
Written: 23rd of April, 2009.
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Chapter One

"Hey, Shannon," Kate greeted as she walked up to the blonde.

"Hey," Shannon replied with no enthusiasm or interest.

She was sunbathing on the beach, and hated to be disturbed. Especially by people she didn't like, or had even given the time to talk to her before.

So straight away Shannon knew it was strange for this freckle-faced brunette to be around for something.

"Can I show you something," Kate said as she glanced around the beachscape. "Privately."

"What?" Shannon asked, intrigued but impatient, and still very bitchy-like.

"It's private," Kate said sternly.

Shannon got up off her back. Even after their plane crash-landing on a deserted island, Shannon could still scavenge tanning oil from her luggage, settle into her bikinis, and soak up the sun, blissfully careless of those around her.

She already had a killer body – did she really even need more sun?

Shannon scooped up her towel and fitted it around her waist, eyeing off the people around her.

"Little late to cover up, don't you think?" Kate said smartly.

"I'm not going to walk around practically naked. You know how many creeps there could be around here."

"But it's okay when you're not walking around?"

"Do you want me to come see this thing of yours or not?" Shannon fired a daggered look at Kate.

"Sorry," Kate apologized, and led the way into the forest.

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"Okay, so when we first got here," Kate began, after they'd walked a good five minutes into the forest and away from camp; "I was going through all the suitcases."

"I really don't have time for a whole story," Shannon quipped impatiently.

"You're on an island and you don't have time?"

The tension was clear. It was so thick you could cut a knife through it. Both girls were fiery at the other for different reasons.

"I'm sorry. Let me rephrase that; I don't have time for you."

"You don't even know me," Kate scowled.

"Exactly. I don't even know you, and now that you've got a secret, you want to tell me about it for some reason," Shannon looked at Kate piercingly again. "That's why I don't have time for you, whoever your name is."

The two glared at each other. Neither was willing to let go and fall into the other's intimidation that easily.

"So are you going to just tell me what's so private in the next two seconds or not?"

Gee, this girl was a real bitch. She was so impatient and aggressive. No wonder none of the fellow survivors had befriended her...

After no reply within the second, Shannon turned around, heading back for camp.

"Wait," Kate stopped her. She was going to reason with Shannon's logic.

She sheepishly held out a figure in her hand as Shannon turned back around.

The blonde knew this was what Kate wanted to keep private. Her eyes looked over it hazily.

"Where did you find that?"

"So now you wanna know the back story?" Kate said with a smirk. "Do you want it?"

Shannon nodded lightly -- a little smile coming to her face.

She held out her hands and Kate passed it onto her.

"Thanks," Shannon said, unexpectedly. It wasn't like her to show appreciation or gratitude – at least not to anyone on this island.

She circled her hands and fingers around it. It was a dildo. A big, fake dick. And it sent shivers down Shannon's spine.

"Big, huh?" Kate snickered with smile.

Shannon just nodded as she felt her face redden.

"How long's it been?" Kate asked. She could see Shannon was shaking with nerves, and her face had lit up with passion.

"A couple weeks."

Kate laughed at that. Shannon's reaction to this monstrous thing had Kate guessing she'd gone with a man – or toy – for months. But nope, only a couple weeks!

"Who with?" Kate asked, digging into Shannon's personal life deeper as she felt the pair of them growing some sort of connection all of a sudden.

"I... I'd rather not say," Shannon told her weakly.

Of course Shannon wouldn't want to tell her the truth. Sure, Kate had handed just what Shannon needed right now, but that could all be thrown out – and disgust could be thrown in – if she told the brunette that she had been the recipient of a good fuck from her own brother.

"How long has it been for you...?"

"Kate," she told her.

"Kate. How long's it been for you, Kate? " Shannon asked. "With a real one, not a fake," she added with a slight blush and a smile.

"Over a year," Kate told her after a moment's thought. That saddened her, and a frown came over her face instantly.

"An hour ago with this, though, huh?" Shannon dangled the dildo in front of her face amiably.

"Nope," Kate answered simply. "I haven't used it."

Shannon's face dropped. This brunette had the chance to fuck herself silly and she didn't take it?! That was obscene to Shannon's thinking.

"Why?"

"Because they aren't really my thing anymore."

"What d'you mean?" Shannon gulped. She was pretty certain of what Kate meant by that.

"What I mean is," Kate took three steps towards Shannon, before eyeing off the blonde's two bikini pieces; "I love your body."

Shannon gulped again as Kate looked her in the eyes.

"Can I watch you use it?" she looked to the dildo in Shannon's grasp.

Shannon gulped for a third time. You could call it nerves, anxiety, or plain and simple unease that she was feeling -- but Shannon knew what it was.

It was excitement. A thrill. A rush from Kate coming onto her like this.

Shannon nodded lightly with a look of innocence and fragility on her face.

"Sit down and spread those legs then, sexy," Kate told her sassily, and her cuter-than-a-button smile returned.

Ten metres away, somebody watched the two women. Someone hid behind the thick leaves of a slanted tree.

It was John Locke. The man of faith.

"I knew I was brought here for a reason," he said, wide-eyed and with a grin.

End of Chapter One

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