So, I tried writing using the first two episodes/ 2 hour season premire, but I couldn't find any motivation to do it. So I began with last weeks episode involving Jimmy. THIS SEASON LOOKS SO AWESOME.
Thank you to everyone who's reviewed and pmed me about the first season's story. It means a lot to hear that people like my writing, (hopefully that doesn't sound self centered or whatever, xD)
There's some changes for this season's story.
SPOILER ALERT.
(I'm adding that to every chapter I post, so please don't get annoyed. I want to make sure people know so I don't ruin a good episode for them.)
Enough with my writer's note. Enjoi. c:

When I heard about Ben and my little brother finding Tom in the woods with Pope, I instantly went cold. I didn't like the idea of Jimmy hanging around him, and he knew it. But he wouldn't listen.

But when I heard about them being 'skitter hunting', that was the end of my patience.

I had left the lunch area I was at and stormed into Weaver's tent.

"You boys need to be-"

I walked past Weaver and Mr. Mason and straight to Ben, slapping him.

"You put my little brother in danger? Who do you think you are? Don't go dragging innocent people into your screwed up idea of fun. If I find out you've done this again, if you hurt my little brother, I will hurt you. I don't care about your stupid strength, I don't care about your stupid speed, an angry big sister is more horrifying than a stupid skitter. Got it?"
I realized everyone was watching but ignored it, grabbed Jimmy's hand, and left the tent.
"What the heck 'Stella? I'm 15, I can defend myself."
"No, don't give me that bull. You know I don't like the idea of you two alone, but with skitters? You're crazy if you think I'm going to let you get hurt like that. I can't lose you. Not now."
My voice had gone quiet and had lost it's strength.
I heard him sigh and pull me into a hug.
"I'm not gonna get hurt, you know that. I'm fine. Plus, I'm hanging out with Ben of all people, he'll protect me."
Oh how wrong he was.

.

I hugged him goodbye as he went off on his patrol, gave Ben a glare of warning, and walked off to find Matt. I was helping him learn to shoot with Maggie after Mr. Mason had said it was okay. Matt had actually saved his dad a few days ago. We kept calling him a hero.

"Okay, so you're going to line up your gun, yah like that."
Maggie was already helping him aim and shoot at a target we had set up. We had a few cans and some old pillows set up to be targets. It had taken us a lot of begging to use pillows, but we eventually got them.
"Hey Mr. Mason, you here to watch?" Maggie asked him with a smile. I nodded to him.

Me talking to people earlier was a fluke, I was too angry to care. But I wasn't going to now. I didn't like talking to people. It only made people angry at me. Like Ben…

I had began to follow him around the nights he didn't go out with Jimmy. Since he didn't sleep either, it was interesting to see what he did. He often watched the water when we were around it, or threw rocks at trees. But he never seemed bored.. More like thinking. I wish I could ask him what he was always pondering about.

"I'm here to see 'Stella actually," Mr. Mason's voice brought me back to reality.

I looked to him, then to Maggie, then back to him. She understood.
"She said she won't talk to you. But you can talk to her."
Mr. Mason seemed a bit confused before turning his attention to me, muttering 'girls' under his breath.
"Earlier, with Ben, I'm sorry he was leading your brother into that."
I shrugged in return. I really wasn't going to respond.
"I wouldn't have sent him back out with him if I could've changed it. But truth is, no one really wants to go anywhere with him. Between the two of you, tension has grown in the 2nd Mass."
I looked to Maggie who read my confused face easily.
"You two have been walking time bombs, not only with yourself but with anyone. We don't really know what's going to happen. You're both kinda mean now."
I gave Maggie a helpless look, "Mean?"
"Oh no honey, not like that. We just don't know what to do to calm either of you down once you get angry. And you're always on the verge of being angry."
I let out a breath, "Oh.." I turned my head to Mr. Mason, "Sorry. I don't mean to be a bother."
Mr. Mason laughed and patted my head, "You're a teenager. You're supposed to be a bother."
I forced a smile and nodded. He took this as the end to our conversation and turned to Matt.

"You're getting better buddy," He put a hand on his son's shoulder and smiled, "I'm proud of yah."
Matt gave a grin that made us all laugh in return. He was one of the cheerful things in my life right now. There were beginning to be very few.
Once we were done teaching Matt, Maggie and I went to get food. But our meal was interrupted with the most horrifying thing of my life.
"Help! Help!" It was Ben's voice.
I looked over to see him carrying a bloody kid. Then I realized it was Jimmy. He had a stick going through his stomach.
"Jimmy!" I jumped up and ran to follow Ben into the med bus.

Everyone was panicking and Ben was mumbling his story way too fast for any of us to understand.

"Ben, you have to go now," Anne was having someone shove him out of the bus.
"Jimmy! Oh, Jimmy," I was holding back tears as I took his hand.
His eyes were fading. I didn't like that.
"We're gonna fix you up, okay? You'll be fine. I promise," I started to choke on my words.

" 'S-stella," he didn't have the strength to talk but he tried anyways, "I'm sorry. I-I love you, okay?"
I let myself show a weak smile, "I love you too little brother. But stop talking like you're dying. You'll be fine," I brushed his hair out of his face and gave him a kiss on his forehead before being forced out of the bus too.
"I'll be back! I'll be here when you wake up!" I yelled to him.
Once I was out, anger took over me again. The crowd gathered around the bus could clearly tell I went into protective sister mode, because the parted before I started running after Ben. I could hear them fallowing behind me.
"Didn't I tell you to not bring him along?" I shoved Ben. He turned and I realized he was trying not to cry.
"I'm sorry 'Stella, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to. They just came out of no where. They were stronger than me. I couldn't do anything," he started ranting.
I punched him in the chest. I was surprised at how hard it hit him, because it seemed to knock the wind out of him. Or at least surprise him.

"Shut up. You're a jerk. A cold, heartless jerk. My little brother is in surgery because YOU can't get over your hate for skitters. They've taken almost everything from me, but I'm not killing them every night. You're a big baby. Get over yourself. People here have had it worse than you," I slapped him again.

He grabbed my wrist and pulled me closer.
"I didn't mean to 'Stella, I know how much he means to you," he whispered as he looked into my eyes.

"Get off of me!" I wiggled free and shoved him back, "Go away! Leave us alone. Just, get out of my life!"
I backed away as I said those words, then ran off.
I heard him yell my name as I ran.
When I made my way into the forest enough, I broke down crying. I was choking on my own breath and everything was fuzzy. I didn't like what was happening. I didn't like that my little brother was possibly dying.
Dying..

I started to feel light headed. I wasn't getting enough oxygen to my brain. Or I was having a heart attack, because my chest began to hurt. Whatever it was, it knocked me out cold.
And once I was asleep, the nightmares began.
Eating at me, things holding me down and making me watch them kill everyone I care about. It wasn't skitters, no, it was something much more demented - disturbing - and would haunt me for days now. They tried to get me to eat part of my dearest friends' and familys' soul, or make me drink their blood, or taunt me. Because they had all of their lives in their hands. And they loved to show me they were in control.
I woke up screaming, right after I felt things pulling at me and cutting me up.