Just the two of us

Mello (Male number 3) hadn't even taken out his map. He just kept walking south. He saw the image of the island on the television screen, and the south end jutted out like a peninsula. If the map was more detailed Mello would guess that the peninsula broke off into little tiny islands off the main one, but that didn't concern him much since they weren't allowed there anyway.

The pack was over both his shoulders, and it slowed him down a bit. He picked a heavy one, but he was sure it was worth it. He would check the weapon when he stopped walking at the south end. Any other time would be dangerous. If the weapon was something such as a sword, Mello always had another alternative. Ever since he began working on the Kira case he started carrying a gun around. It was only a cheap hand gun, but he would rather use that then some ancient sword.

Making a good pace, Mello passed by some farms. What kind of an island was this? He was starting to wonder if there were any malls or shops to hide in, (and maybe take supplies from.) He thought he could see a windmill off to his right, but he wasn't sure. He didn't have time to investigate.

It was about nine o'clock, so it was rather dark, but Mello was wide awake. Suddenly, he heard a noise behind him he dove behind a tree, taking cover. Seconds later, he heard the moo of a cow. A cow? He asked himself. Like the ones that produce milk? He looked out from beyond the tree and saw a large animal with black and white splashed all over it. Mello sighed with relief. "Stupid farms." He said to himself and continued his journey.

There were no more obstructions in his way after the cow. He did pass by a few more buildings, but he wasn't sure what they were from the outside. All the time he was keeping note of which building was where, so in case him and Matt ever had to go into hiding Mello could find the closest place to run too.

The last building he came across before reaching the south tip was a church. Mello gazed at it for a moment, thinking of the irony of everything. He could hear the ocean lapping up the sand on the beach. He was finally there.

"So this is where my game begins." He said, looking up at the church again. His hand found the cross he always wore around his neck and smiled. "Might as well get to it." He opened up his bag and dug through it.

The first things he took out were the two bottles of water. He placed those next to the bag and continued. Wrapped up in cloth was the bread they were promised to have. But in his pocket, Mello had something other to snack on other than bread. Next his hand found a long stick like object. Pulling it out, he examined it. It was tall, about his height, and attached to the end was a blade, curved and sharp. Mello's weapon was a scythe. He rolled his eyes. "This sucks." He told himself. He was hoping that Matt got a better weapon than Mello did.

After finding the map, he examined it closely. To the north he saw a lake with a river running off it exiting at the ocean. There was a bridge going across the river. North of that were woods. The entire north side of the island was covered in trees. If you moved south, the terrain opened up, into the farming land Mello saw. Off to the west were houses and stores. Mello was right when he thought he saw a windmill. Right in between the farms and houses laid a huge windmill. But he didn't have time to look anymore, since he heard someone approaching.

He jumped up, leaving the scythe on the ground, and crouched behind a huge rock that was on the beach. It was jagged, as if the wind had been cutting it down. Mello's hand snuck inside his jacket pocket, and he withdrew his silver hand gun. Cocking it, he listened again. Leaving his stuff out on the ground was a good idea. The person was bound to start going through it, and then Mello could take advantage of them. It was probably Matt, but you could never play this game too safe.

Mello was right. The person bent over, looking through the bag, with their back facing the rock Mello was behind. Mello peered out from behind the rock, and yelled, "Yo!" The person looked over their shoulder, and the familiar face of Matt (Male number 8) met Mello's gaze.

Mello put his gun away and went out to greet Matt. "Where's your stuff? What weapon did you get?" Mello wanted to know.

Matt put his bag on the ground and opened it. "Dunno. I haven't looked through it yet." Soon enough he pulled out seven circular objects. "Sweet." He said. Mello couldn't see what it was. Mello picked one up, and it only took a moment to identify them as frag grenades. "These are better than my stupid scythe." Mello announced.

"It could be worse." Matt reasoned. "So where are we?" He asked Mello. "And what are we going to do?"

Mello showed Matt the map, and all the surrounding land structures. After Matt had a good idea of the place, Mello told him what his plan was. "Look, if we could find L we might stand a chance." Mello said. "But he's with Raito. I don't like that guy."

"What if they're dead by the time we find them?" Matt asked.

"Then we fight to the end." Mello answered.

"Until it's just the two of us? Then what? There can only be one winner." Matt told his friend.

Mello paused for a moment, thinking. "Who knows? Maybe one of us will die in the process."

Mello had a habit of being painfully right. Matt nodded, accepting Mello's train of thought. "So then we'll just play it by ear?" Matt asked.

"Yeah, I guess. We've got nothing else to play by." Mello told his friend. He was getting hungry. Not really hungry, more like an urge to snack on his favorite addiction. Chocolate. Every waking moment of every day he could be seen eating the deliciousness of the chocolate. It was mouth watering.

"There's not use staying here, Matt. If we want to find L we should start now. I don't like waiting around doing nothing." Mello suggested they begin.

"Yeah, sure." Matt said agreeing.

Mello reached his hand into his pocket and froze. Mello was putting all his stuff back in his day pack, and when he realized Mello wasn't going to, he did the same for Mello's things. He stood up, and handed Mello his day pack, but Mello would not take it. He was still frozen.

"Matt," Mello said, in a very serious tone. "We have a problem."

"What?" Matt said, much calmer than Mello.

"I've only got one bar of chocolate left."

This is a status of all those alive and dead on the island so far. Characters names who are bolded are still alive. The names that appear in normal font have died.

Male

1.) Ash Ketchum

2.) Mokuba Kaiba

3.) Mello

4.) Link

5.) Spike Spiegal

6.) L

7.) Raito Yagami

8.) Matt

9.) Seymore Guado

10.) Seto Kaiba

11.) Tidus

12.) James

13.) Edward Elric

14.) Vash the Stamped

15.) Vicious

16.) Rurouni Kenshin

17.) Anakin Skywalker

18.) Sora

19.) Legolas Greenleaf

20.) Shinji Mimura

Female

1.) Leblanch

2.) Seras Victoria

3.) Julia

4.) Milly

5.) Lulu

6.) Jessie

7.) Edward Wong Hau Pepelu Tirvrusky 4th

8.) Tea Gardner

9.) Mai Valentine

10.) Faye Valentine

11.) Winry Rockbell

12.) Rikku

13.) Samus Aran

14.) Pain

15.) Padme Amidala

16.) Rukia Kuchiki

17.) Misty

18.) Yuna

19.) Kairi