Disclaimer: I don't own any of LOTF, if I did I would make sure Ralph begged Jack that he wouldn't leave the tribe (down on his knees and all that :p)

The fire rose high into the night sky, dancing in the light of the moon

The fire rose high into the night sky, dancing in the light of the moon. The tribe had moved to another of their camps on the island; Castle Rock. The 'feast' was basically a massive party, in Rose's eyes, with a large pig spit-roasting over a campfire. All the little-uns danced and shouted and ran about a large bonfire on the beach.

The area was surrounded by large rock formations. The Chief sat majestically upon a throne-like rock, Bill and Roger at either side of him. Rose had been given the boring take of cooking and slicing up the pig that the tribe had hunted and killed that day; something that went against her well-earned respect as an independent teen girl, not some old washer-woman. She was sulking by the fire, when two boys approached her. It was the little bright blonde twins; Sam and Eric.

"Won't you-"

"-join in with the feast?" they asked, breathing heavily from all the dancing.

"You two, leave the girl to do her cooking!" Roger shouted down at them. But Jack stopped them from quickly trotting off, with a hand up that silenced everyone.

"Wait." He boomed, then looking down at Rose; "Do you want to join in girl?"

"I have a name! And of coarse I do!" she replied, standing up to confront the Chief.

"Well, in that case, you must become…one of the tribe!" Jack ordered.

The group cheered loudly, as a new member was brought into the savage community!

"Maybe this wasn't such a good idea!" Rose thought nervously, as she was dragged (by Roger, as per usual) though a mass of manically laughing boys; up to beside Jack.

"Bring the paints!" Jack ordered, and quickly a little-un (called Henry) brought strange pods, like looked like that had grown on trees, of white liquid and black powder. Rose took a seat and Jack dipped his fingers into the white, all eyes on his actions. Before Rose could ask what he was gong to do, the cool liquid was being smothered over her nose and flicked away off her cheeks, then drawing crosses and swirls over the top of her chest. She gave him a stern look when he got to close to her cleavage, but was just met with a smirk. Then her eye areas and lips were covered in the coal-like substance, Rose surprised at the femininity of the 'make-over' she had received.

Once it was done, the tribe exploded into a sort of tribal song they had made, bashing their spears into the sand along with the beat. Rose just smiled nervously.

"Now, entertain us now girl!" Jack shouted over them all.

"What?!" Rose replied. What could she show them?

"I said." Jack clambered down from his throne and stared maliciously at Rose. "Entertain us…girl!"

Rose stopped herself from thwacking Jack right there, and turned on her bare heel.

She got to the front of the fire and began to sway with the music; boys singing (with surprisingly good voice) and sticks and wooden drums being bashed. She jumped and kicked and span along, with the whole of the group watching in awe.

After a while, all the little-uns, and even some of the big-uns, joined in with her dancing. They cried out like wild animals and jumped through some of the smaller flames. Rose had never felt so free!

Away from society and it's critical eye. No media or internet. Rose had finally found a place where she thought she might belong and where the people (even if they were savage boys!) made her one of their own. But unbeknown to her, a pair of icy eyes watched her closely. The owner of them was thinking very different thoughts to her.

"Chief…why do you treat our prisoner with such hospitality?" Roger murmured into the Jack's left ear.

"Well, once she trusts us, we'll be able to do what the hell we want with her!" Jack replied, bringing a malicious grin to his man-servant's face.

(An evil cliff-hanger to end the story! *malicous laugh* Reviews and comments are MOST welcome =])