"Fantasy Island"
By: Xenolith
Spoilers: General season one spoilers. Takes place after "The Moth".
Description: Locke isn't all he seems. He is always there to sabotage any chance of rescue. He begins to control the island and the castaways. They become his unwilling prisoners. Will rescue ever come?
A/N: ACK! Haven't updated in a while. I feel awful. Here's the second part.

Chapter II

Kate was brushing the sand out of her blanket. She had just woken from a restless night of sleep and her back was aching painfully. She shook her head, cringing as pain flared up her neck. The sand was not the best bed in the world. Kate looked over and noticed Sayid staring at the broken pieces of the transceiver, an agitated expression over his face. Kate frowned sadly. She felt sorry for him. For all of them. She looked out to the ocean and then at the burnt spot where the fire had been burning. It had gone out during the night. Mark, the one who was supposed to keep it lit, was immediately accused of his indolence and inability to keep the flame burning from the rest of the group, but he protested against their charges, stating that Locke agreed to watch the fire for him. After a few minutes, everyone begrudgingly stopped pestering the young man about his fault and began to go about their own business. Kate was curious about his statement against Locke. Where was he then? Shouldn't he still be here? And hadn't he moved to the caves? Kate shrugged, figuring Mark was probably just passing the buck for his own mistake.

Kate put her blanket up on a piece of airplane wreckage to keep sand fleas out of it and then walked over to Sayid. He looked up when she came over and made an effort to smile. Kate then sat down on the ground next to him. She picked up a piece of the shattered device. It glinted sharply in the sunlight. She reverted her gaze back to the communications officer.

"What are you thinking?" She asked and lightly tossed the piece back to the sand. Sayid sighed despondently.

"I think we are hopeless," Sayid muttered and rubbed the back of his head, which had been hurting since yesterday. "Now we'll never find the power source…"

Kate furrowed her brow, sympathy written across her features. "We can send a group to go look for it. We'll find it eventually if we try hard enough."

Sayid shook his head. "No… I'm not going to risk anyone getting hurt or killed by whatever is in there," He said, gesturing towards the dark jungle. Inside of there lurked a monster. They knew it was there, but they didn't know exactly what it was. But it was dangerous, and it could kill. He winced and placed his hand on his head again. He stared at the ground angrily. "I am going to find whoever hit me… and they will pay."

Kate was taken aback by Sayid's harsh words, but cast his comment aside. She would react the same way. "I wish I could help you," She muttered, feeling useless.

Sayid looked up at her, a more tranquil look in his eyes. "So do I."

Kate got up from the ground, holding her breath as pain shot through her sore back again. She gave one last encouraging smile to Sayid before walking away. She walked over to the dead fire again and furrowed her brow, curious as to what happened. She then marched over, grabbed her bag of supplies and looked to the trees. She was going to talk to Jack.

Locke was sitting there in the caves. He held a stick in his hand and was sharpening it to a point, hoping to use it later that afternoon to slay another boar. He glanced up from his diligent work and noticed that Kate had arrived from the beach and was heading for Jack. The doctor was standing around the entrance to a cave that he treated like a first aid station. It was filled with all the medical supplies they could scavenge from the wreckage.

Locke heard a few of their hushed words. She was telling him that they needed to move some of the people to the caves. Some of them were getting sick from the heat and sunlight.

Locke grinned.

Soon they would all leave.

And there would be no risk to his freedom.

Locke then heard her mention the fire. How it had "mysteriously" gone out during the night. Jack blinked and then asked her who was supposed to watch it, and then Locke tuned out their conversation. He didn't need to know the rest.

He continued to sharpen the stake.

Later that night, Locke saw eight of the beach dwellers had packed up their bags and headed through the dense jungle to the caves. When they arrived they were tired and some were red with sunburn. Jack had gotten four volunteers to help them relocate.

Locke was pleased with the results, but was suddenly disturbed to note that Kate was not one of the new residents. He scowled. That meant that some had stayed behind. Some people who might ruin it all.

Locke watched as the doctor check up on the pregnant girl, Claire, and asked how she was doing. She smiled weakly and said she was doing fine, but she didn't want to leave. Locke then saw Charlie wrap and arm around her shoulders and say that he was worried about her. Claire beamed at him and told him that he's worrying for nothing. Locke then turned his attention from the affectionate couple to the light and smoke in the evening sky, trailing up from the beach far away. He narrowed his eyes and got up from his log. Locke looked at the others at the caves going about their business, not paying any attention to him at all, and then he moved swiftly towards the thick trees, determined to make the threat leave.

End of Chapter II

A/N: This was a shorter chapter, because the next one is longer. Hope you like it so far anyone who is reading! I think that Locke is pretty suspicious, but I necessarily don't believe that he really did whack Sayid on the head. I am just taking a possibility and warping it into a story. That's about it. This story also might have spoilers for episodes past "The Moth", even though chronologically it takes place after that episode.