Hey! Well...Katniss has agreed to join Beck and Tori while Carlos finally ran into Kendall, Logan, James, Cat and Carly! Things are about to get interesting. :D Enjoy!

Sunday: June 2nd, 2010 – 8:36 A.M. (Deserted Island: Deep Forest)

Andre Harris was running frantically through the tick trees, not knowing where to go at the very moment. After hearing that terrifying shotgun blast from just a mile away…Andre wasn't able to take anymore.

"Oh man…oh man, oh man!" Andre cried with his designated weapon in hand while he ran at full speed. His weapon was a fork…a common silver fork used at dinner or other meals. "Great Andre, someone has a shotgun and here you are with a dag on fork!" Andre panted heavily as he came to a stop. Where to now…this was all too much to handle. After watching Suzie ran away with tears in her eyes, Andre wasn't far from bursting into tears either. He had to hide out in a thicket over the night; enduring sounds of gunfire followed by piercing screams…it was horrible.

A twig then snapped in the corner of his eye. Uh-Uh! Not now…I can't use this fork to protect myself! Andre trembled terribly after hearing footsteps in the nearby thicket. They were soft but crunching over the leaves with each slow step.

"H-hello?" Andre whispered with his fork behind his back, ready to strike at any moment. No one responded… "Hello?" Andre said again with a high pitch from how terrified he was as his arm began to spasm. Again there was no response…

Andre moved toward the sound of the footsteps with snot running from his nose and onto his trembling upper lip. "Andre," the voice whispered from within the thick bushes. "Andre. It's us!" that's when Andre felt relief wash over him as he figured out who was speaking.

"Moze!" Andre gasped, his eyes twinkling from the sound of an all to familiar voice. It was really her…Moze emerged from the leaves, clutching a dusty old megaphone. Moze had a smile of reassurance on her face as she advanced towards him. The side braid in her hair, draped over her shoulder and down the side of her built body as she stood before him. Moments later, Suzie stumbled out and into the open as well…her glasses twisted in a weird position on her small face. Leaves and sticks were stuck in her light brown hair that up in a tight ponytail.

"Nice to see you!" Moze cheered with her hands on her hips.

"You too," Andre laughed with overwhelming joy. Suzie looked at the fork in Andre's hands and started to giggle uncontrollably.

"Is that your weapon Andre?"

"Huh?" Andre looked down at turned red from humiliation. "Oh…yeah."

"How cute," Suzie said in-between her giggles. The morning light became obstructed by the dense trees above them, and they heard the wildlife around them make numerous sounds. It was beginning to get humid…the air was filled with heated moisture (possibly from the sea) as late morning went on.

"What's that for?" Andre asked with his fork still in his sweaty hand.

"Oh! I'm planning an escape. It's foolproof!" Moze announced with enthusiasm. Suzie nodded in agreement with her famous innocent smile played on her lips.

"That's right. Moze and me are gonna round up everyone we know…and then we'll outsmart these monsters," Suzie whispered with her smile still showing. Andre's eyes lit up as he heard their plan and he couldn't help but want to join in.

"You think…I can come too? I think your tactic is perfect," Andre beamed. Moze nodded with a look of determination. Her braid flying as she nodded.

"How about instead…you hang out down here until we gather our classmates so that you can lead them to the Tourist Association."

"Tourist Association?" Andre questioned with his lips curved from how tired he became.

"Check E9 on your map," Moze pointed out, pointing her index finger at Andre's map that was lying in the shaded grass. He picked it up in a quick second, examining every inch of it thoroughly. There! The Tourist Association.

"Hey! That's only a sector away!" Andre burst out. Right now, they were in E8 (an area filled with dense vegetation) and were only a half-mile from the tourist building.

"Uh-huh. Now…you need to come with us to D8, which is only a half-mile north and wait there until we give you the signal," Moze ordered in a hushed tone.

"Wait…where are you two going to be?"

"We'll be in C7 on the top of the northern mountain peak. There's a viewing platform up there which it makes it a perfect spot," Suzie chirped, brushing a strand of thin hair behind her ear.

"Then," Moze continued the plan nonchalantly, "After we round everyone up, I'll give you the signal and send them to you so that you can lead them to the building."

"'Kay. What's the signal?" Andre listened to the two girls intently. He was pretty hung up with this idea. There was actually a chance in sight, and they were going to take it no matter what.

"Hm…how about…'the black wolf howls at dawn'?" Moze suggested with a shrug of her broad shoulders.

"B-black wolf…howls at d-dawn?" Suzie couldn't contain herself once the weird signal was said. She burst out laughing but realized the people that could here her and quickly stopped. "Don't you think it's a little cliché?"

"Huh, maybe you're right Suz…what about…'The Third Man'? It's simple and it isn't too specific. Plus, it's easy to remember," Moze beamed at her idea and watched as Andre and Suzie nodded quickly. "Then it's settled…c'mon. Let's put our plan into action."

Andre gathered his things and began to trudge through the forest up to D8 with the two close friends.

We can escape…I'm sure of it. Andre smiled brightly and made his way through the bushes and plants in his way.

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Sunday: June 2nd, 2010 – 8:59 A.M. (Deserted Island: Abandoned Village Houses)

Zander Robinson had been up since the crack of dawn. With his tracker in hand and his bag in the other, he raced down the rows houses that looked like they were on the verge of collapsing.

"Damn! Still nothing," he hissed, his legs sore from all the running he had to endure.

Where…is…she! Zander thought real hard in his throbbing head. His eyes were blinded by the ocean's glare of sun that came from below the ledge the houses were on. Just then…did he realize something. A broken window in the corner of his left eye. "What?" he panted heavily, walking over to the backyard of the old house. It looked like a little garden was being tended to before the owners had to unexpectedly leave without notice.

Ripe tomatoes hung over the top of the broken window. Shards of glass scattered over the grassy lawn near the backdoor. "Someone was definitely here," Zander whispered in-between breaths. He couldn't just wander in empty-handed though. However, the tracker was probably the most useful weapon hands down, but…how would he harm someone with it?

Ha! Tracker to the face! Zander laughed in his mind as he searched the yard for something he could use for defense. All he saw were rakes…a hoe…and…a broken broom handle without the bristles. The broom handle resembled on ordinary pole that Zander would use in his Mixed Martial Arts lessons.

"Perfect," he grinned with pleasure as he took it from the side of the house. Afterwards, he leapt up onto the windowsill like a poised alley cat on a brick wall. He was extremely agile due to his martial arts training and it was times like these where it benefited him the most.

He stared inside and saw nothing but an old writing desk…a dirty chair and a few doors on the walls that led to connecting rooms. It looked no different than from a regular apartment in the city.

"Coast seems clear," he muttered while hopping into the room on his two feet. The wooden floors creaked from the sudden weight bearing and sent shivers up the boy's spine. It looked like the front door was just right there and over there…Luggage! Zander ran over to the bags huddled in the room corner and started to smile. "There must be someone living in here!" he gasped with a wide smile. However, his thoughts were interrupted when he felt something sticky and thick under his black Vans shoes. It was dark red blood.

Zander leapt back in horror at how much blood there was, oozing across the wooden floorboards. He looked around wide eyed until he saw a pair of tan legs sticking out from under the desk.

No…

He walked over, hearing the blood splash from under the soles of his shoes and saw the her back (Stained with a crimson red liquid). The blood was coagulating which meant that the kill took place a little while ago and that's why it was so thick. Zander covered his nose due to the overwhelming odor rising from the floor and tugged the girl's leg with all his might. He watched as her body swam through the blood with each pull he gave and realized that she had brown hair…

No! It can't be her!

He slowly turned her around and felt a surge of relief go through him. It was Trina. Trina Vega. Tori's crazy sister. Wait! Did he say he was relieved? How could he be so heartless? "Trina…I'm sorry," Zander sighed, examining her drenched body. Trina surprisingly felt light…even though it must be due to all the blood drained from her. She had a deep jagged cut right behind her neck above the collar that resembled a human mouth…as creepy as it sounds. The dark liquid coated the entire right side of her face and stained her hair and ear. Her blonde highlights were no longer visible from the redness and here mouth, nose and thick eyelashes even had splatters of dark red on them.

"God…I'm so so sorry Trina. So sorry…God bless your soul," Zander whispered into her crimson red ear while holding her like a doll. She was stiff as can be so Zander wasn't able to place her arms over her chest so he just closed her eyes and mouth. "Such an ugly death…such a horrific and terrible way to die."

After giving her a few more respectful moments of silence, Zander got up and leapt onto the windowsill once again. "You didn't deserve a fate like that…don't worry Trina…You'll be avenged."

He hopped from the window and ran. Ran to continue his pursuit of Stevie, checking the tracker while he held the pole in his other hand.

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Sunday: June 2nd, 2010 – 9:20 A.M. (Deserted Island: Hilltops)

Beck sat with his legs folded as he watched Katniss go to work on Tori's horrible leg. The wound looked so much worse than it did last night…thankGod Katniss is here. She was stitching the open wound right up like it was a shirt that need a few stitches sewn it. She was incredible…

Katniss had a look of determination. Her eyes were squinted and focused as she hunched over Tori's leg. A strand of her hair hung over her eyes as she pulled a needle from the cold skin on Tori's leg causing Tori to wince in pain.

"How're you holding up?" Katniss asked with a reassuring tone in her voice.

"O-okay," Tori squealed from the pain. Katniss nodded and continued her stitching once again. Beck looked at Tori with a small smile before crawling over to her and putting his hand in hers. The moist grass beneath them became rough due all the movement on it.

"You're gonna be fine okay," Beck whispered with a smirk. Tori nodded with closed eyes, still enduring the needle that was being stuck in her. You have to admit, she was a tough girl. She was on no medications whatsoever to block out the pain, so every ounce of pain was going through her right now.

"Alright…and," Katniss licked her lips after applying the last and final stitch. "We're done." Tori sighed in happiness and laid her head back to rest.

"Oh…thank you! It feels so much better," Tori giggled from the big difference the stitches made.

"I'm glad. Now…about this whole alliance thing…" Katniss stretched on of her legs out while bending the other on the grass. "What are your intentions exactly?" Beck snapped out of his gaze and looked Katniss in the eye. Those glistening, silver eyes stared back with anticipation.

"Well…I was hoping that maybe we could gather others. Others from our class," Beck explained with a grin forming on his bloody face. Katniss arched an eyebrow and began to tilt her head.

"Like who?"

"Um, Kendall! He would never resort to this. Remember him? The tall blonde guy who's always on his guitar? Member of the basketball team?"

"Oh yeah…I know who you're talking about. Anyone else?"

"Yeah! There's Zander…and Jake. Drake and Josh. Stevie…Kacey…Lulu and Moze…Suzie-" Beck pointed at each of his fingers as he named off his dependable classmates before being cut off.

"Whoa,whoa,whao. Don't you think that's a little iffy?" Katniss said in disappointing tone. Beck glared at her and felt completely offended.

"Whaddya mean 'iffy'? These are my friends! I won't stop until we all make it off this fucking island. Got that!"

"What. Did. I. Say. About. Yelling," Katniss hissed under her breath. Beck continued to glare even deeper at her in response. "Now, I'm not saying they should be left for dead or anything…I'm just saying that we should come up with a proper plan in order to rescue that many people."

"She's right Beck," Tori agreed from the tree stump, "If we just rush out there and start recruiting whoever we please…we could end up in a terrible position."

"Exactly," Katniss sighed while shaking her head indignantly. "Remember Orenthal. Remember Kevin and Robbie," she said nodding over to the hill where both boys still were. "They're your friends aren't they…but they were still gonna chop or blow your freaking head off."

Beck looked down at his blood-stained hands and felt crushed. He had to get more realistic…who knew how many other people lost their minds like those two did.

"Okay…I understand now," he replied in an utter tone of failure. "So what should we do now?"

"Right now…it has to just be the three of us. We have to be the only ones that survive," Katniss lowly announced. Beck and Tori both looked at her in shock before protesting.

"No!" Tori shouted, "I'm not going to escape without them…"

"I agree. There's no way in hell I'm going to stand by while they all die! Maybe it doesn't matter to you, but I grew up with everyone here and I am not going to turn my back on them," Beck growled at the transfer student. Katniss just gave a slight chuckle before closing her eyes.

"Wow…I've never seen something like this before," she chuckled quietly.

"What do you mean?" Tori questioned with a look of irritation.

"I've never seen a bunch of kids care so much about one another. It's cute."

"Yeah whatever," Beck muttered as Tori giggled from Katniss' kind remark. The air was wet and heavy as the day edged into noon and all three students were concocting a way to escape.

"Do you honestly think we can?" Tori shrieked in excitement.

"Of course, but it'll be risky," Katniss groaned from the sudden humidity. Beck couldn't stop smiling at what was going to happen. They were going to escape. All of them were going back New York to live their lives normally again!

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Sunday: June 2nd, 2010 – 9:40 A.M. (Deserted Island: Lighthouse)

Kirby Bancroft-Cadworth, the richest stud in Garside, was running for his life on the shore (East side of the island). After hearing a gunshot ring out by west shore, Kirby was in an absolute panic to find safety. His bright white dress shoes were now a solid black from all the dirt he encountered over the night and through the morning. His styled hair was now in a complete mess on his head as he jogged north of the shore.

"Help me!" he screamed loudly. "Someone! Please!"

He was rich and always a complete wazz. He was the worst at sports and the most spastic classmate. He even freaked out when a cockroach was seen crawling through the classroom one year.

"Anybody!" he cried with tears falling from his deep brown eyes. After tripping on his own two feet and slamming his flushed face into the hot sand, he looked up through his tears and small grains of sand.

"A lighthouse?" he whispers in awe. "Yes! A lighthouse! Kirby Bancroft-Cadworth…you are the man."

Logan-who was now on patrol on top of the lighthouse-squinted his eyes and didn't know what to do. His classmate, Kirby, was running at full speed towards the lighthouse.

"Should I shoot? No, I have to go warn the others," Logan gulped while holding his M16 machine gun close to his heart pounding chest. He turned around in a quick haste and opened the blank door to the spiral staircase. "Kendall! Kendall!" he screamed as descended the steel steps. "We've got some company!"

Kendall was comforting Carlos down in the loft. He was shaking terribly in Kendall's long arms even though they found him over an hour ago. Carly and Cat were both resting in the bedroom that were led off from the stair case and James was down in the kitchen throwing a basketball up in the air with a wide grin (basically playing catch by himself).

"Carlos…it's gonna be okay," Kendall soothingly said to him while smiling at him with reassurance. How did he know that…no…had to believe that!

"Kendall!" Logan shouted, running frantically into the room. The brunette was hyperventilating as he barreled into the shining loft with a flushed face. Logan's anxiety was setting in…

"Logan," Kendall gasped, gently pushing Carlos onto the vanilla colored couch while aiding the panicked boy. "Your anxiety! Oh crap…c'mon Logie! Calm down okay…that's right," Kendall talked in a quiet whisper. "That's it. Deep slow breaths now," Logan nodded as if he was completely okay and his color returned to a normal pale color.

"Outside. There's a person coming right for the lighthouse," Logan hissed in concern. Kendall's green eyes spread wide once he hear the report and darted down to the front door with his Browning tucked under his school belt. Carlos sat there in a complete mess, still pale and speechless.

Demon Boy…what if it's…the demon boy! No…can't let him come in…can't come in here…he will kill Kenny, Logie and Jamie! Kill Carly and Cat too! He's evil!

Carlos' usually bright eyes were now dark and filled with emptiness. Logan sat down next to him and began to chuckle from the circumstances.

"Almost had a freak attack there. You holding up Okay Carlos?" Logan put his hand on Carlos' weak shoulder. Carlos merely nodded with a small smile to give off the "I'm completely fine" impression. "Great. Kendall will keep us safe okay. We'll all keep you safe. We're all brothers…except for Carly and Cat of course," Logan laughed while rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment.

"You're right," Carlos replied quietly, "I'm safe here. You guys can protect me…you'll protect me! There's nothing to fear," Carlos nodded again with a goofy grin.

"That's the spirit. Now…about Beck," the name made Carlos shiver like a snake in the winter. "Are you sure it wasn't just an accident? I mean…Beck would never kill anyone."

Sure…of course not…but you didn't see Logie! You didn't see the evil on Demon boy's face! You didn't see the devil work through him!

"M-maybe it was an accident…yeah. You're right again Logie…Beck would never kill anyone. You're such a know-it-all," Carlos giggled into the blanket.

"Oh! Well…I try not to brag but I am the winner of the past three science fairs and I placed in First at the national spelling bee in seventh grade," Logan arrogantly said with a sigh. Carlos let out a weak laugh once again before closing his eyelids to rest finally. Logan looked over and smiled at his snoozing pal. It warmed him, mostly because he thought he would never see this little smiling ball of energy ever again.

"Sleep tight 'Litos," Logan chuckled with a calm expression before taking off down to where Kendall was.

"I'm not sure about this?" James speculated in the front doorway while staring at Kirby. "You honestly think he's trustworthy Kendall?"

"Please! I swear I'm not playing this wretched game! Just please help me," Kirby wept on his knees with his hands clasped together like he was praying.

"I dunno," Kendall sighed looking down at the rich boy's pathetic form, "We can't take any chances…"

"Yeah…" Carly added, once again with her arms crossed seriously. "What if he plans on killing us in the end?"

"B-but? You let in Carlos without any type of questioning," Kirby barked from the doorstep like some dog. "How come he gets to stay huh!"

"Because he's my little bro!" Kendall shouted back, his nostrils flaring. Kirby shrank from Kendall and widened his eyes. "We'll always protect him! I'll always be there for him!" Kendall continued to raise his voice as the seagull sang awkwardly from above.

"Kendall…stop," James ushered the angered blonde back in with a scared look on his face. Carly stood in the doorway, looking Kirby up and down like a present on Christmas.

"Aren't you and Molly an item?" Carly tilts her head causing her hair to fall perfectly to the side. Kirby stared at her dumbstruck.

"An item? What on Earth are talking about Carly?"

"I'm basically saying that you should be worrying about her instead of yourself," Carly shook her head in resentment before closing the door with a BANG. Kirby just sat there…confused by what just occurred. His mind was clear as can be and his face exhibited nothing but confusion.

"Worry…for her?" Kirby slowly got up and hobbled down the steps with his heavy bags. "Molly? Molly?" he repeated her name slowly as he wavered down the shore carelessly.

Where was Molly? Kirby thought. He'd completely forgotten about her! Hopefully she's okay, but…she's with them. They'll surely kill him if he found her. He was referring to Jade, Grace and Lucy, the Garside bad girls. "Oh what the hell!" he cried in anguish before reaching into his bag to pull out his weapon. A 500 Smith & Wesson magnum.

Molly…I'm coming for you.

Sunday: June 2nd, 2010 – 9:54 A.M. (Deserted Island: Hilltops)

"So…do we understand each other?" Katniss asked, pointing her finger to both Beck and Tori for emphasis. They simply nodded with excited smile as if they were little children.

"We're getting out of here!" Tori squealed with her eyes wide open. Her arms flew around Beck like a warm blanket and squeezed him tight, ignoring the fact that he was covered in blood. Beck returned the hug and beamed at the bright sky. Although the humidity was beyond horrid, Beck couldn't be happier.

"We sure are! We're going to blow their systems and show them who they're fucking with!" Beck cried with optimism. Katniss shook her head and began to chuckle how foolish these two were being.

"Calm down you two… We still need to clarify one thing," the other two looked at her puzzled and began to knit their eyebrows together.

"Like what," Beck asked impatiently.

"The fact that all that cannot be trusted…must die," Tori shuddered and held her knees together as if she felt a sudden chill come over her.

"I thought we agreed not to kill," Tori replied bluntly with narrow eyes.

"Sorry, but if we must…we must. It can't be helped guys." Beck felt horrible. Even though it was a complete accident, Kevin's death racked his insides and made him feel cold-blooded…but intentionally killing someone. He just couldn't.

"Alright…only if we have to…ya hear!" Beckk shouts as he stares daggers into Katniss.

"I think this entire island can hear…" Katniss sighs in irritation, "But yes…only if we have too. That includes each other though." Beck nodded slowly, hoping that would never occur. He looked over to Tori who was still holding her knees, her skirt was completely covered in blood, soot and dirt (Along with her shirt and face).

"Then let's get this show on-" Katniss smirked but heard something strange overtake the island. It was feedback from some type of speaker…like a megaphone.

"How does this thing work?" a small voice squeaked. They sounded familiar…

"Here…I've used these a thousand times," another voice chuckled. The megaphone emitted a sound once it was handed over and then Beck and Tori realized. Moze and Suzie!

"Hey guys! Listen! Hear us out okay!" the voice shouted, blaring over the island. Beck was pretty sure that everyone could hear it.

"Moze! It's Moze and Suzie!" Tori cheered with hope.

"We don't want to fight! We know some of you guys must feel the same way…hopefully at least!" Moze continued to wail in protest. "Let's not let Mike Fukunaga's death be in utter vain! Remember what he said 'If we band together…we can beat this!'"

"Yes," Beck beamed, getting on his feet, "That's right you guys. Let's overtake this!"

"Shut up you moron," Katniss roughly pushed Beck to the ground. "What do you think you're doing!" she hissed while crouching down in an instant. Beck couldn't believe this…he wanted to save his friends…recruit them. They obviously weren't playing.

"What the hell are you talking about? Didn't you hear them? They have the same intentions that we do Katniss!" Beck whispered violently at her. Katniss offered a look of displeasure before going off.

"You moron. They're out in the open! They're easy kills. Remember…there are psychos out there other than me," Katniss barked with her head ducked.

She's right…Katniss is right…Beck thought grimly while staring over at the north mountains. They'll be killed in minutes if they continue this…

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Sunday: June 2nd, 2010 – 10:03 A.M. (Deserted Island: High School Classroom)

Mr. Eikner smiled in satisfaction as two more markers on the computers screen faded. Numbers 3 and 21 disappeared without a trace. "Hmph, what happened? My little warriors have taken a break? Oh no, that's not acceptable," he chuckled at the various red markers on the island as they blinked before his demented eyes.

"Sir! We have a couple of girls protesting on the mountain peak!" The head officer boomed from the other computer on the opposite side of the room.

"What? Who?" Mr. Eikner growled with anger. The officer jogged over to him and pointed them out on the visual map on the screen.

"Jennifer Mosely…and Susan Crabgrass, sir!" he answered in a brief shout. Mr. Eikner's frown curled into a sinister grin as he watched the situation unfold before him. "Uh…sir?"

"Let them have their little peace call…it'll be over soon enough." The officer looked at him with confusion, the golden light from the sun was pouring into the classroom. The desks shined with gold as well as the beige walls…even Mr. Eikner's twisted facial expression glowed.

The computer screen showed exactly why he was grinning so horribly. A figure from the south was racing towards the sector labeled 'C7' for another lustful kill. A double homicide…yet Moze and Suzie continued their optimistic chants, totally oblivious.

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Suzie and Moze! They're acting out their plan! What did Katniss, Beck and Tori plan though? Will Zander ever find Stevie! Find out in the next Chap! Review! D