Chapter 1.
Love is Lost
Michael sinks to the floor in pain. After a few moments, he moves towards Henry to help release him.
"So, they've sent you to retrieve me, hm? The only way to get your son back I suppose?" He laughs, obviously trying to annoy the wounded Michael. "Stop. I can do that myself."
With a flip of his wrist he already began to untangle himself from the ropes. Moments later, he is on his feet and moving towards the exit.
"Hm, you've picked a good one to kill first." Henry said nodding towards the now dead Ana-Lucia. "She's was tough... and I never liked her. Good job Michael."
Without another word, he jogs out of the room.
Hurley was just finding a bottle of wine on one of the shelves Rose had setup and stocked with the food that mysteriously floated down to the island. He was disappointed that his plan for a romantic luncheon with Libby had some what failed. Hurley searched for the most appealing wine he could find and finally selected a bottle with a pink label with roses on it. He began to walk towards the spot where they were supposed to meet at. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he sees a man hurriedly, but cautiously, jogging away from the hatch. Hurley instantly knows it must be the 'other' they had caught and were holding in the hatch. In another instant, the single word crosses his mind- Libby. He drops the bottle of wine and runs as fast as he can towards the hatch.
"Hey, someone, help! HELP!" Hurley screams, panicing.
He reaches the hatch and immediately starts climbing down without another thought. He runs through the hall as fast as his feet will carry him. His heart is beating inside his chest as if it could burst through his skin at any moment. He can only imagine what could have happened, but the scene awaiting him is much worse than he could ever anticipate. He reaches the doorway and his heart stops.
I have to be dreaming. This can't happen. Not now, not to me.
He is frozen in his steps, unable to think, unable to move. The alarm goes off and copies the thunderous beat of Hurley's heart beat.
"Hurley, what the, what hap... oh, no."
Jack had heard Hurley's calls for help and hurried to the hatch. They both stood there, shocked. Jack hurried to Libby's side. She had been shot just feet from the doorway. Jack's jittery hands searched for a pulse, a breath, anything to indicate life. There was nothing. Jack's face turned solemn and sad as he moved to Ana-Lucia. He again searched for a sign of life. He shook his head and closed his eyes. He looked to Hurley, who also looked dead. Hurley's face was whiter than the victim's, but he showed no emotion at all, just continued to stare at Libby's lifeless body. A single tear rolled down his cheek. The only sound was the alarm beating with the sounds of their hearts.
... Not sure if I like it, but if you do, please review and I may continue. Chapter 2 coming soon.