Sorry for the delay, but I have been sick (awwww) hope you enjoy this next chapter.

DAY THRITEEN- THE AMBUSH PT 1

Thirteen days, almost two weeks and we are still here. We have not seen any sign that anyone is looking for us either. Not a ship, a plane or anything to suggest people have missed us. The thought of nobody caring where we were make me very sad, not that I can be sure of that of course, they could be searching the entire Pacific Ocean for us. They just have yet to stumble on our little island of hell. I don't know why I am opening this next page of this diary with such dark thoughts, I guess it is because right now everything looks so dark. Not just because it is night time, but because we now seem to have no way out. Well that's not entirely true there is a way out. Death. We have all agreed that is not an option any of us are willing to take. The other reason my thoughts seem to be dwelling on the darker side of this experience is because I need to explain what happened when we laid our trap for our would be assassin. We had planned it so carefully and everything was set, I really believed we were going to pull this one off.

Even as I sat alone in what I could only describe as a sink hole, covered by foliage and smelling the foul stench of rotting plant life all around me I allowed myself a small smile. Knowing this would all be over soon. That we would get Maryse and Mickie back and maybe make some kind of plan to escape this island.

Ted and Randy had left me half an hour ago, they had gone to scout for food and water. They never strayed far though, they knew this was the most dangerous part of our plan. If I was found here there would be no way for the boys to return soon enough to save me. I had enough confidence in my own ability to defend myself, but Randy pointed out something I had not thought of.

"We have never seen this guy, he could be three hundred pounds and built like a brick house. You're a tough woman Beth, but you would be no match for someone like that." He said as we dug the hole in the ground under the cover of darkness. I had to admit he was right and I was not exactly in peak condition right now either. I simply nodded and got in the hole.

Now I was sat here, uncomfortable and smelly but safe. There would be no way anyone could see me, we were of course taking the chance that he had not seen us dig the hole in the first place. We had all agreed that he was probably still of at his campsite, as he had just taken Maryse and would surely need to make sure she was secure. Plus the guy needed to sleep sometimes, we just hoped he would be back on our trail by tonight.

I couldn't see much from where I was, leaves and undergrowth blocked any clear field of vision I had, but I could see some of the surrounding area. I was about five hundred yards from the clearing, the less time I was alone the better when I finally emerged. The walk to the clearing would be my chance to call for Randy and Ted. Their job was to stay out of the way for as long as possible, make sure this guy's attention was focused on me when they got into position. The thought that really worried me was if they would get caught before any of this could go ahead. I had no way of knowing if either of them was still out there. I would have to walk into that clearing alone and maybe leave it in the same condition. I shuddered at the thought of Ted and Randy lying dead somewhere, and I was about to hand myself to this guy on a plate. I remember I almost stood up then, to go and check to see if I could at least see them. I knew it would be suicide though. If we were being watched I would be found and taken, everything would be lost. So I stayed put and watched the sunk sink lower and lower until it was time to go.

I was stiff from sitting still for so long, I was dirty and my white bikini was now almost brown from the constant trek through the forest. I could feel my hair hanging limp from my head and the dried sweat that covered my skin and made me itch. I didn't care about any of that though, it didn't matter, all that mattered was getting this guy and finding our friends. So I walked, briskly but not too fast. I kept my head up and my eyes peeled. I was looking for Randy and Ted for real, even though I knew they would not answer my calls, I was looking to see if I could see them. I could not. All I saw were long shadows cast by the even sinking sun. Dapples of light coming though the canopy and darkness beyond. Even the spaces between the shadows seemed to be dark further into the forest, and I couldn't help but stare into them, pausing for a moment to study those dark places. My voice freezing in my throat when I thought I saw something. Randy's name fell off my lips in a kind of pleading whisper. I turned from the thing that was there in the shadows and moved into the clearing. For some reason it did feel better in the wide open space, maybe it was because I knew they were probably watching me. Ted and Randy lying in wait, my own personal body guard, ready to strike and come to my aid. It was also because the shadows had gone, now the sun shone its light into the clearing, not as strong as in the full daylight, but plenty enough to see by and push away those shadows that had seems to threatening not a moment before.

Lifting my hands to my mouth I called as loudly as I could for Ted and Randy. The forest however remained silent. I don't know why I expected anything different, but for a split second I truly did think they would reply. Turning around I repeated the calls in the opposite direction, moving around most of the clearing calling until I stopped in the centre, not knowing what to do. I could only stay here so long before I just looked silly. It was also too risky to try and move off back into the forest. This guy might not have shown himself yet, but that didn't mean he wasn't watching. He could believe this a trap, however much we had tried to make it seem like I had just gotten lost, it was still too good to be true. I was hoping the prize would be worth the risk for this guy. I guess that was kind of arrogant of me. He already had Mickie and Maryse, I in comparison was no great prize, but something was telling me he had saved me for last for a reason. Maybe I posed the biggest challenge to him, maybe up until now I was just too clever for him. Maybe maybe ,maybe I had no way of knowing, and right now he was not taking the bait. I must have stood in that clearing for almost half an hour. The sun had almost set and now the shadows were back. I shook my head, wondering why Randy or Ted had not come out and collected me yet. The thought of them already being dead swept through my thoughts once more and this time when I called for them I meant it.

"Randy, Ted if you can hear me, please!" I cried the timber of my voice betraying just how close I was to tears. I couldn't believe how emotional I had gotten but there it was. For the first time I felt truly alone and I was scared, now not just for myself, but for Randy and Ted too.

"Where are you." I said mainly to myself but someone was listening and I guess however we thought this might have gone down, this was not how I had imagined it.

"Hello Beth." I snapped my head around and finally got a look at the guy that had been hunting us for almost a week. He was thin but well-toned. He had sandy coloured hair and not an unpleasant face. His nose was crooked, obviously having been broken at some point and his chin held a large scar across it. Big bushy eyebrows sat atop deep brown eyes, that were looking at me with obvious desire. His gaze swept my figure and I couldn't conceal the shiver that ran though me at that gaze.

"You." I said looking right back at him, I was not going to cower away from him, however much that gaze disturbed me.

"Yes me my dear, now it's time for you to come with me." He said now brandishing the long hunting knife in his left hand. I quickly clocked the fact that he was a lefty and I had better be ready for the attack to come predominantly from that direction. He moved closer to me, I briefly wondered how long he had been watching me. How he had approached me without me seeing him. I guess none of that mattered right now though, he was here and as it appeared I was alone, at least for now.

"I don't think so." I said pulling out Randy's knife, it was small in comparison to his, but it was just as deadly if used in the right area.

"Oh are you not going to beg me to spear you, plead for your life, and offer me anything. Your friend's did, they were quite compliant in the end." His voice was like a snakes hiss. Seemingly harmless but bone chilling all the same and I shook my head. The thought of him taking Mickie and Maryse and threating them, with what, our deaths, their own it was horrible.

"No, I know what happens now." I said back as I moved backwards, almost at the edge of the forest now, and I wondered again where Randy and Ted had gotten to.

"Oh yes and what might that be?" he asked still moving forward but slower now, like he was actually interested in what I had to say. Also his behaviour suggested he felt like he had nothing to fear, like he knew he was safe. The thought gave me both hope and fear at the same time, I thought for now keeping him talking was the best thing to do.

"Yes either you die or I do." I said now standing still and bracing myself for a fight. He wasn't as big as we had feared. Yes he was far taller than I was, and probably much hevier, but I was quick and stronger than I looked, maybe he had under estimated me and that would be his down fall.

"I knew you would be worth saving for last, I like a girl with spunk." He said and the smile that grew on his face was not reassuring. My mind hooked on to his words, last, did that mean I was truly the last or just the last of the women. I did not have time to think as he came at me, knife out and I had to take a dive. Rolling away and getting up quickly I tried to create distance between us, baking up again to the centre of the clearing.

"God your hot when you are scared and angry I can see I am going to enjoy you very much." He hissed once more and I scrunched up my face at his words. Crouching low in an attack position I waited for him this time. He came at me once again, slower this time more carefully, having learnt the last time that he would not be able to just tale me down. As he got close enough I lunged out with my knife, catching his bare chest, but only enough to graze him as I rushed passed and put distance between us once more. I watched as he ran his finger across the cut. Mopping up the minor trail of blood that lingered there. He then placed the digit in his mouth and smile around it.

"You will pay for that." He said as he now ran at me, I could see he had no intention of using the knife this time. It was hanging at his side as his head bowed and he intended on knocking me over. I was almost too stunned to moved, my body refusing to obey my brains commands. As he neared in the space of only a few seconds a flash of something caught my attention. The next thing I knew the guy was on the floor with Ted sat across his chest. Pinning his hands behind him the knife having fallen loose form his grasp. Randy had scoped me out of the way from behind and was now holding me tightly against him his heart pounding into my spine.

"Get him." I said to Randy as the man began to struggle and was having some success in dislodging Ted. I did not tell Randy I was fine, because I wasn't I was shaking from head to toe and I was light headed form my heart pumping blood though my veins at such a furious rate. But that didn't matter, we had to keep hold of this guy or we would be back to square one, or worse.

"Ok." Randy said looking at me to check I meant it before going over to help Ted. They pulled the guy to his feet and I finally managed to control myself enough to retrieve the knife he had dropped and now pointed at its previous owner.

"Now it's time for you to beg for your life." I said and the man swallowed, I could see his throat contract and relax as Randy and Ted held him fast and he had no way of escaping.

"I guess so, but you know if you kill me you will never be able to get your friend's back." He said smugness returning to his face. He knew he had us on that one and it was the reason he wasn't already dead.

"True but there are worse things than dying you know." Randy said to him an d the man looked at Randy with distain and snarled.

"I was talking with Beth, maybe you should just butt out." He spat and I had to give him credit he had gumption, that our his was completely crazy. Randy wrenched the man's arm back so hard I could hear the tendons and ligaments tearing at the motion. The screams of pain were actually less disturbing than that noise. I closed my eyes briefly and when I opened them again Randy had returned the guys arm back to its former position.

"Now how about I ask the questions and you answer them and I will make sure these two don't break both your arms." I said in my sweetest voice as the man panted though the pain. His eyes though levelled with mine as I spoke and that evil smile returned to his features. I knew at that moment this was not going to be as simple as we first thought.

"What do you want to know?" he said then and I was shocked I was expecting more lurid remarks, more vicious quips at the boys but no this time he just relaxed and looked at me.

"How about your name?" I said not really caring but I knew it would be useful to write it down in here in case something happened, but not only that it was a test of how willing he was to cooperate. Telling us his name was something small but could prove vital to the rest of this conversation.

"My name is William O'Conner perhaps you have heard of me." He replied and I had to think for a second, I had never heard of this man before, maybe no one had. He was just trying to throw me off.

"No can't say I have William." I said obvious distain in my voice and it just seemed to make him smile more.

"Oh call me Billy, everyone does, I hate William, such a formal name, but then I guess when you come from a family like mine you can't call your son Bret." He smiled at me again and I got the distinct impression he was giving me a clue, unfortunately I couldn't work out what it was right at that moment.

"Ok Billy, now where are Mickie and Maryse?" There I had asked him, there was nothing else to do now anyway. I did not require his shoe size or his family history, the small talk was over with now it was time to play hard ball.

"I can't tell you." He started as Randy began wrenching his arm back once more.

"No wait, I can't tell you but I can show you." He said as Randy eased the pressure once more and we all looked at him. I guess we hadn't expected him to talk so quickly, maybe he was not used to being the one on the receiving end of the pain and now he knew how it felt he was far more willing to cooperate than we had first thought.

I folded my arms as Randy and Ted pulled Billy to his feet.

"Then show us."

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