Ed (Male Student No.8) had just left the school. Already, he'd covered at least a half a mile, thanks to his health-nut parents. He hadn't run into anybody and nobody ran into him, which is good because he hadn't found out what weapon he had. He had his fists and his brute strength, but what good will that be if he takes on a gang?

As Ed stopped to rest, he checked the time on his watch. 9 p.m. was what it read. This meant that they had been here for about seven hours. Ed began to remember it hadn't been that long since they all got on the bus thinking they were going out of state. It didn't matter. As Ed sat down on a flat rock, he dropped his day pack on the ground and zipped it open. He found his compass, his map, his food and something heavy. He felt around and picked it up. What he found was a medium sized rock, something he could fit in one hand and use the other if he wanted to be even more violent.

"Aw, why do I have to have a rock?" complained Ed.

Ed put it back into his daypack and took out his map and flashlight. Double D told them to meet him at the southern tip of the reservation, down by the lake, which meant he would have to travel another mile and a half just to get toward his destination.

"Man, why does Double D have to be such a downer?" says Ed.

And without thinking to check behind him, Ed bounded away and headed south, unaware that somebody was stalking him.

…12:00

"Hello everyone!" said Mr. Hardwick.

The sound of Mr. Hardwick's voice was loud but no speakers could be found. He carried on with the rest of his announcements.

"Now then, going on the kills list…ooh…I can't believe this. Only one kill! And that one was Arnold Kanker (Male Student No.3). Hurry up little ones, don't be a downer. And now here are the Danger zones! At 1:30, E-5, 3:00, D-6, and at 5:00, A-1…Have a happy hunting season!"

The sound of an anthem goes off, and then there is nothing but silence..

…12:30

Had it been only hours since he was playing basketball with his teammates? Kevin McCall couldn't remember, since he was too focused on finding Nazz and staying alive. Kevin had been with two of his fellow Jocks (Male Students No. 15, 16, and they all had begun to settle down. Kevin had searched through his daypack and found a baseball bat, with the note saying 'heavy hitter, but when used correctly, will deal brutal force.' Kevin smirked at the note and twisted his red baseball cap. He straightened his Peach Creek Jr. High school spirit jacket and fixed his running pants, and looked at his fellow jocks.

The boy next to him had gotten a baseball helmet, and the other had gotten a pan. Feeling superior since he had the superior weapon, he decided to speak for them.

"Fellas, since I'm the one with the better weapon, I'll be the leader of this group. And I'll be thinking of many questions to ask me, I'll answer them."

The boy next to him got up.

"Why do you have to be the leader?" he said.

"Because I have the better weapon. All you've got is your baseball helmet." Kevin responded. "Now, will we be having problems?"

The kid shook his head and sat back on his haunches.

"Now, as first order of business, we go after Eddy Skipper McGee. Next, we get my girl back, and we take care of the others later."

The boys howled in excitement, and Kevin feeling united, wrapped his hand around his bat and held it up in the air. He felt like he could be on top of the world, his peers kissing the ground he stepped on, and envying his existence. He felt like that once before, but it was a long time ago.

On that day, Kevin had been playing a soccer game with his friends and he made the most points. In fact, he made all of the points. The other team and his began to worship him, as if he were a god. Well, that's what he felt had happened. What happened really was that their coach had ordered them to cheer for him, because if they don't they would be taken off the team and could not come back if they wanted to. Kevin didn't know and he didn't care, all he wanted to do was win. And if he didn't win, he would take it out on the nearest person. That actually happened, his team was doing so horrible that even the star player (Kevin), couldn't coach them back into it. So, when they lost, he took it out on the goalie.

Kevin stepped down and began writing on his map.

"Now, we know the twerp will be hiding, so let's first head to the west side of the reservation. Everyone knows, cowards always head west. And if we can't find him, we first find the other dorks. We'll take them out and we'll get them to make him come out of his hiding place."

Kevin was on the brink of losing his sanity just listening to himself. After he told the plans to his lackeys, he and the other sprinted west, surely thinking that their enemy would be there.

….1:30

The Kanker sisters had begun to walk, believing that their family would come and help them, but after listening to the announcements, it was clear that they would not survive if they didn't find allies. They could only trust each other and family, because family was very important to them. As they walked, they pulled out each other weapons.

May's Weapon: a fake swordfish, the tip at the end filed down so even the slightest prick will draw blood.

Lee's weapon: a trash can lid.

Marie's weapon: a ship in a bottle.

They all ditched their weapon, except for keeping May's swordfish, which they constantly fought over, all the while calling out the ones they loved.

"Marie, It's my turn to use the fish." Said Lee.

"Bullshit, you used it like a million times now, it's my turn." Argued Marie.

"Guys, it's my turn. It's my weapon anyway." Yelled May.

The three girls began to get into frenzy, punching each other, pulling their hair, biting each other. In an instant, they went from being one, big happy family to their old days. Back when, they Kanker family didn't move into the trailer park, where they would fight everyday, every hour. Those were the times when all was not well in the park.

As the three wrestled, their collars began to beep. Not caring that they were near a danger zone, they began to lose their strength, with Lee being the winner of their battle.

"Ah-hah! I win! I get the Mon-" said Lee.

During their fight, they didn't realize that they moved into the danger zone, and within a mere five seconds, the collars exploded, leaving a red mist that left a former happy sister family in a pool of red.

…

Johnny Martinez (Male Student No. 9) had run into a neighborhood of empty houses and useless parked cars. It had reminded him of the cul-de-sac growing up, except the fact that there were no people and their parents weren't going to work or watching them leave for school, or watching them play.

Johnny had always been on his own, even from the time he was born. His parents would usually be gone for hours and never come back until early in the morning. That occurred three days out of the week. That being the case, he never learned that being annoying would come back to haunt him. One day he got on a kid's nerves and was beaten to the point where he needed a cast on his nose. After that, he had learned to keep his mouth shut, unless he was around friends or classmates, which was usually most of the time. His best friend Plank had decided to skip school, and he didn't come with him on the trip.

"Ooh, I miss Plank. But, I'm glad, too. He wouldn't be in this game." He said to himself.

Turning a corner, he saw a huge house, a three story house that had a lot of vacant room in their. Johnny saw his chance at some fortification and barged in the back door. He found it wasn't as vacant as he thought, as he saw some furniture and a broken TV set, it didn't matter to him. As long as he had some place to hide, he felt safe.

Johnny sat on the couch in the living room and unloaded his day pack. Inside, he found his weapon: it was a pocket knife, the note said 'a complete tool, but used in the right hands can be dangerous.'

Johnny hated being called a tool, but he realized a tool would be safer than nothing. He put the pocket knife inside his pocket and then pulled out a Moll Toll cigarette pack. He then reached into his other pocket, and found his book of matches he stole from his dad. He took out his cigarette and began to smoke, trying to relax and contain himself.

"Damn, it feels good to finally take a drag of those cigarettes. I love this brand."

As Johnny slowly took a next puff of smoke, he began to think, he began to think about all the trouble he had gotten into and who he had gotten into it with.

He remembered one day where he and his gang of loners jumped a kid that gave him a cold stare, like he was a bad ass. He then remembered that time he and Eddy had gotten into a fist fight in the bathroom, but then made up when he and Eddy skipped school to avoid detention.

"Eddy…oh, you Eddy…" he said to himself.

Johnny had begun to compare himself to Eddy, as he knew most of his life was just like his. He and Eddy came from broken homes, Johnny's parents neglected him and Eddy's parents sometimes abuse him, but usually let his brother pick on him. He and Eddy dressed alike, baggy pants, huge shirts, and clothes that usually led to somebody liking hip hop. And he and Eddy did like hip hop, except Johnny was all about the underground and alternative. He and Eddy also smoke, too, except that Eddy usually smoked Morlbarry cigarettes and he smoked Moll Tolls. As he contemplated his next move in the morning, he decided that he would try and find Eddy in the morning.

As Johnny took one last drag of the cigarette, he noticed footsteps coming from the side of the house. Johnny quickly put the cigarette out on the ground and grabbed his pocketknife and hid behind a dresser, waiting for whoever came into the house to go away or fight him…

"Damn it, just what I needed. I don't want to kill anybody just now."

As Johnny held his knife in his hand, he waited for the opportunity to strike.