AHH! So long! Sorry, here it is Chapter 25 everyone! Special thanks to and Alecks454 for reviewing (REALLY APPRECIATES IT haha)! Oh and sorry if my description of Camille offended anyone... Again, sorry :) Enjoy the new chapter!

Sunday: June 2nd, 2010 – 6:00 P.M. (Deserted Island: Abandoned courtyard)

Jade's prayers have finally been answered! A well…filled with crystal blue water was only a few feet away from her grasp. However, the sky echoed with a muffled cry of feedback coming from a microphone of some sort. The evening announcements were about to begin…Jade was about to hear the names of others that lost their lives to this barbaric game.

"'Ello little warriors!" Mr. Eikner's voice cheered from the speaker. In the background, some sort of song was playing smoothly as if some fancy party was taking place in the room he was in. "I must say guys…this is getting a little boring! Come on! Only four!" he sighed in a disappointed tone which caused static feedback to blare over the island. Jade was only a few steps away from the life-saving well and licked her dry and cracked lips in anticipation. Her shining blue eyes gazed down the pitch black hole of the well and lit up almost immediately. Water!

"Yes! Thank You God! Yes! Yes!" she cried in relief while tears sprung to her widened eyes. She grabbed hold of the frayed rope while leaning against the stone barrier of the well before lowering the wooden bucket down into the water.

"Well, although I am extremely disappointed in all of you…here's a list of the goners!" he laughed with joy while coughing into the microphone for effect. "Boy # 5…Nelson Baxter! Wow! Only one boy has died this afternoon? Power to the males eh? Anyways, back to the list. Girl # 17…Stevie Baskara, our rebellious little queen. Girl # 9…True Jackson! Girl # 20…Grace King!"

"G-Grace?" Jade uttered in horror. How did she die? Jade felt a surge of anger flow through her once she realized who could have been responsible; Lucy. She was turning on her own group! Jade heard the bucket hit the water lightly on the surface and felt it sink underneath. Her hands gripped the rope as tightly as possible which caused her to grunt in discomfort. Her teeth barred; she rose the bucket from the clear water causing drops of water to trickle lightly into the water. The sound of it echoing up from the well like a beautiful song was enough to drive anyone as thirsty as Jade crazy.

"You guys are really slacking off…the audience is starting to lose interest in you guys! Just for that, I'm going to be activating a danger zone every hour to keep you on your little toes," he chuckled whole heartedly before taking a deep breath. "So, here they are boys and girls so get ready!"

Jade held onto the tight rope and pulled eagerly as the round pulley shook madly from the force. A crazed look was in Jade's sapphire eyes as the bucket rose from the mouth of the well in glory. The water trickled down the side of the wooden bucket and dripped down into the black depths of the well. She quickly grabbed it by the sides while her mouth begged to be relieved from its hot and dry torture.

"At 7:00…D6! Hope you all our paying full attention! Next, at 8:00…E4!" Jade whipped her head up in anxiety after hearing that considering that she was right in that area. She decided to take out her dry bottle to fill it up and take it on the go instead in order to save time. The bottle itched against her dry fingers as she brought it up to the overfilled bucket of water with wide eyes that glowed in the remaining sun. Her blue irises were fixed on the water as it poured smoothly into the bottle like a beautiful waterfall.

"Next! At 9:00…A9…got it guys? A9 at 9:00, okay! Then, at 10:00…G6! Lastly, once the clock strikes 11:00 PM…F7 will become a danger zone! Oh! Please be careful…we already lost one student due to the collars detonation and we rather not have it happen again. It's a messy cleanup," he chuckled as if he just made a joke and sighed in a relieved manner into the microphone. "Grace. I hope you learned a good lesson here today."

"Grace!" Jade hissed; almost dropping the bucket from shock. Grace died from her collar being blown up? How could she just wander into a danger zone like that? Jade kept pondering these questions as Mr. Eikner droned on with his dreadful announcements. "Guess…I guess it wasn't Lucy after all," she scoffed while shaking the blue highlights from her pale face.

"That's all buds, now get back out there and fight to your hearts content! Keep our audience entertained okay!" his calm and creepy voice echoed over the sunset painted island once more before being washed over by complete silence. Birds were chirping from within the trees in a beautiful way while winds whistled gently through the branches and over the treetops.

Another few minutes afterwards, Jade had packed her things back into her large duffle bag and slung it quickly over her bloody shoulder in order to move on to safety.

Snap.

Jade stopped dead in her tracks after hearing a twig snap from behind her and tightened her grip on the sling of the bag. She didn't want to just spin around…especially if it's some crazy freak like True who will fire a shot from fear. She instead slowly turned her head with shallow breaths escaping her dry lips. She wiped the side of her mouth with her dry tongue and swallowed harshly once she fixed her eyes on the trees. No one was there…

"It's okay Jade…just a stupid damn squirrel or something," Jade laughed lowly while glancing around in every direction. Nothing seemed to be wrong. Everything still seemed peaceful and the only thing Jade saw was the stone brick well and the simple one story house that it belonged to. She could hear the serene water splash calmly at the bottom of the well and felt at ease.

Thirst was her only issue at the moment now and it was finally going to be fixed after she takes a sip of the water she found. Her urging lips trembled madly once the water bottle touched her them and without thinking, she lifted the bottle completely up and began to chug the entire thing down. It felt wonderful to her…the water raged down her hot throat and immediately cooled her insides. She felt a wave of pleasure overtake her as the liquid continued to flow through her and felt streams of water trickle down her flushed chin and neck.

But then, she felt something tug on her neck roughly and thought it was just water flooding her throat. However, it wasn't even close to being that. She heard someone grunting in annoyance from behind her and without hesitation, she dropped the bottle from shock. She clawed frantically at her neck like a panicked cat and felt some type of leather there instead…a belt!

She hysterically began coughing up the water she just drank down while trying to breathe, but it was almost impossible. She felt her windpipe crush from the pressure of the belt's leather and began to widen her eyes in hysteria. The light of the setting sun glistened off of her facial jewelry and she began to feel tears emerge quickly. Her tongue was hanging from her wet mouth like a dog as the killer's grip tightened and pulled the belt even tighter around her neck. Her eye's bulged like a bug's and she continued to heave and cough up the remainders of her fresh water.

Spit flew from her mouth as she clawed madly at the belt and thrashed in every direction in order to escape but it was no use…

NO! NO! Please Dear God! She cried in an upset in her head as everything began to blur and her mind began to fog up. Wait! Her TMP! She could use that!

Jade struggled to reach into her bag as everything began to fade out and felt her fingertips touch a cold metal surface. She found it at last. Her shaking fingers grasped the deadly gun and with her remaining strength, she pulled it straight from her bag and pulled the trigger…

She could barely hear it, but the sound of gunfire flooded her ears in a faint echo and a loud yelp from her attacker came from behind her. The belt's grasp was loosened and without another second going by, she yanked it from her neck while falling to the ground in coughing mess. She grabbed her throat and continued to cough violently on her hands and knees.

Water began dripping from her wet lips and onto the ground while she coughed and begged for air. Jade averted her eyes over to the TMP that she had used only moments before and saw the nozzle send up a small stream of smoke into the air. As for her alleged killer…he was lying face down on the ground with his face planted deep in the soil and the dandelions around him blew in the sudden breeze.

"Bastard…almost…a-almost got me!" Jade barked in-between a harsh series coughs. She slowly got back up onto her feet and took deep breaths to stabilize herself as she walked over to her heated gun in victory. As the evening edged on, Jade quickly glanced over at the body of her killer and smiled in satisfaction at the sight. "Got him. Got it! How do you like me now? Beck actually thought that everyone wanted to escape! Screw that!" Jade chuckled; wiping the drool and water drops from her moist chin with her school shirt's sleeve. She tapped the body with the tip of her solid black boot and watched as it rolled onto its back slowly. The earth beneath it crunched in response as Jade tapped it once again with her foot in order to make sure she got the job done right.

Jade's eyes widened after realizing who it was…Felix Garcia. His face was now covered in soil and his usual oval rimmed glasses were tarnished beside him from the impact. His hair looked neatly tossed as always but was now powdered brown by the dirt and his lips were slightly parted. He looked pathetic in Jade's eyes…

"Pansy Garcia!" she barked in amazement but quickly looked around in fear and lowered her voice in order to lay low. "Almost got my ass handed to me by the little rich kid! How's that for pathetic," she chuckled quietly while grabbing her smiling mouth to keep the laughing to a minimum.

Felix Garcia was the richest boy in the entire city. His father and mother supposedly owned a scientific company and were the head corporate managers in the business. He did associate with Robbie and Kirby though, however, they didn't like him all that much due to his snobby nature and how he always thought that he was better than everyone else…

Jade realized that she was actually wasting her time and had to hurry up and leave before it was too late…didn't want to cut it close. With that in mind, Jade scurried over to the bottle of water she dropped and saw that there was only a fourth left…wait a second. She slowly looked over at Felix and saw that his bag was only a few feet away from him.

"He might have some!" she whispered excitedly while running over to him and grabbed his bag eagerly. She unzipped it and grinned in pleasure after seeing a nice bottle of water (untouched and filled to the cap). She grabbed it in haste and leapt to her feet in excitement before throwing into her bag along with her other assortments for survival. She was all set to go…

Jade smirked at the her petty victim as he laid in the dirt like a discarded tool and sped off into the trees in order to make it to a new safe location to hide out at. Jade finally had things going her way…she was even able to escape the clutches of death twice to top it all off.

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Sunday: June 2nd, 2010 – 6:31 P.M. (Deserted Island: Farm Corporation)

As Jake promised, Hayley had at last joined the duo and their risky idea…

"Where are we?" Hayley asked in with an arched brow while looking around the damp building. It was quite dim inside, but a glowing ray of light was able to squirm in through the entrance door crack just barely so that they could al make out each others figures. It reeked of a horrid odor and a muffled sound of birds singing a melody could just barely be heard.

"This," Jake paused for a quick moment in order to toss his things to the ground in exhaustion except for his valuable laptop, "is the Farm coop my friends." A sudden light flooded their eyes due to Jake bringing out his flashlight and his face had a little smirk planted on it causing Hayley to let out a high chuckle. André was looking around in every single direction as if someone could be hiding up in the rafters.

"It's kinda creepy up in here," André whispered in a tiny voice while rubbing his hands together…it wasn't cold though… Jake simply gave him a look of arrogance that indicated how fearless he was before taking a deep breath.

"Alright…let's head over to the entrance. Will that make little André better?" Jake mocked with a baby voice while clutching his stomach. Hayley maneuvered through the dark and gave his arm a nice little punch to have him stop fooling around. The floor was scattered with trinkets of all kinds and with every step, the trio's jaws dropped in complete amazement from what they could do with everything in here.

They pushed the tin metal door open a feet or two more and let the orange glow of light flood the room instantly. Luckily, the front yard of the building was shrouded with thick treetops so that they could keep hidden at all times. Jake fell to the ground once again in utter laziness before bringing out his famous laptop to enhance their escape plan. Believe it or not, André had complete faith in Jake and had complete faith in this idea…even though it was a little iffy. How could they blow up a school anyway? It didn't matter. He trusted it with all of his heart and was willing to do whatever it took in order to make this plan happen.

ALRIGHT…SO FAR WE HAVE THE SOIL…THE GASOLINE FROM A FEW TRACTORS IN THIS DAMN DUMP. WHAT ELSE? OH YEAH, WE GOT THE TRASH BAGS TOO! LUCKILY I BROUGHT SOME FOR MY DIRTY CLOTHES.

Jake beamed while typing notes into a document on his computer. Hayley sat across from him with her head slightly tilted and her blonde hair swooped to the side of her head in gentle manner. Jake's eyes were fixed on the computer screen and his teeth were gripping his tongue as it poked out from his lips.

André squinted into the depths of the sky at its tangerine color and the violet shade that grazed it. The clouds were coated with a light pink as they floated lovingly in the sky above and silver birds flew above Andre's head with a beautiful tune escaping them.

"So…what do you think we need to defend ourselves?" Hayley asks with her head still tilted and her blond eyebrow arched. Jake pursed his lips while he thought this over and quickly snapped his fingers after realizing what Hayley was doing. They had to make up conversations in order to keep the government and Mr. Eikner convinced that they were playing this little game.

"We just need to find some weapons…probably some that were left lying around," Jake grinned as he pressed every key as fast as he could on his keyboard.

"Are you sure man? Sounds pretty dangerous," André groaned with his hands together. Jake nodded in amazement how smart they've become with Hayley now in their unstoppable group. André and Hayley exchanged fascinated looks as Jake continued to type madly on his computer before gazing at the screen at what he just typed.

WE JUST NEED ROPE…A PULLEY…ALSO, WE'RE GONNA NEED SUM HELIUM! I GOT IT ALL COVERED THOUGH! SO…YOU GUYS READY TO PUT THIS BABY INTO ACTION!?

After reading the message before them, André and Hayley both nodded quickly with grins plastered onto their faces as the mocking birds above them continued to belt out various melodies. Jake smiled in an enthusiastic fashion before placing his laptop back into his shoulder bag carefully and got to his feet. He brushed off his black school slacks lazily as low breaths escaped him. This was it. This was going to be their last shot…

Hayley slowly shrugged her shoulders happily like always as she got up and patted her skirt down. André grinned as well while nodding his head as he gave the quirky blond a one-armed hug of joy. They had it, the perfect plan...now they just had to get it right.

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Sunday: June 2nd, 2010 – 6:55 P.M. (Deserted Island: Grove)

It was beginning to get dark, and Camille felt her legs began to tire out from the constant running she was doing for the past…twelve hours. She slowly peeked through a thick shrub and saw nothing…perfect. Her chocolate brown eyes gazed from left to right through the dense green leaves in order to make sure, but realized that she was correct the first time.

After outsmarting the dim-witted Grace King, Camille thought it would be best to stop the killing and just relax…as weird as it sounds, especially at time and place like this. However, she was exhausted as can be. Her soft brown hair fluttered in the relieving gusts of wind as they flew past her pale face causing her to take a deep breath. She didn't understand…she didn't like killing her classmates…not one single bit. She felt horrible about what she did to Suzie and Moze but, she just didn't want to die…

Camille figured that the only way to win this game is to kill and be ruthless…she was an outcast at Garside. When it came to friends, she only had a tight knit group, but even then she didn't feel accepted. The only person that truly cared for her was the handsome Logan Mitchell. Back in the ninth grade, she was pursuing her dreams as an actress and was willing to do whatever it took to get to the top. She was rehearsing near the cafeteria during lunch on a breezy October afternoon in the for a school rendition of Rome & Juliet as the part of Juliet obviously.

While she read through the first act, a boy with a precisely styled faux hawk approached her with a beaming smile. Usually he was always accompanied by those other three boys…the blonde haired one, the tall brunette, and the small Hispanic one...but he was actually alone when he came up to Camille.

"Hey, you going to audition for Romeo & Juliet?" he asked in a cheerful manner that caused Camille's heart to flutter. She couldn't really answer his question due to the fact that his brown eyes were hypnotic to her.

"Oh! Yes…yes I am. Juliet," Camille answered in an embarrassing tone. She tried to poise herself as she continued to look at the script but felt so nervous in Logan's presence for some strange reason.

"Cool! It's a great story huh? I really like the lesson it teaches."

"What lesson? They both die in the end," Camille says with a small laugh with her eyes still glued to the script. Logan sighed nervously as a shade of pink fell onto his pale cheeks.

"Well…it teaches parents about true love and how kids feel. How they should be able to let their son or daughter love whoever they want if the feeling is true and strong," Logan explains in seriousness.

"I guess I understand…it is tragic isn't it?" Camille sighed in return and smiles as she spots the red on his face.

"Yeah. So, you're auditioning for Juliet? Mind if I rehearse with you?"

"N-no, not at all."

"Awesome…I'll play as Romeo," Logan smirks in a goofy way which causes Camille to giggle uncontrollably. "What scene are you at?"

"Um…Act 1, scene 5," Camille answers with a bright smile that causes her porcelain face to shine in the light overhead from the ceiling. Logan nods causing his hair to swivel slightly as he scooted next to her in order to see his lines.

"Okay, here we go…Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?" Logan says his line in hushed tone that makes Camille's skin crawl.

"Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer." She gulps nervously as goose bumps arise on her pale skin.

"O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do; They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair." Logan replies still with a romantic mood in his words.

"Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake." Camille reads her line with a small smile.

"Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take. Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged." Logan stops reading suddenly gazes at Camille with wide eyes as if he's embarrassed and his cheeks turn a bright red. He watches as Camille continues to read her script in perfect character.

"Then have my lips the sin that they have took."

"Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged!
Give me my sin again." Logan read with a smile.

"You kiss by the book."

With that, Logan leaned and kissed Camille's soft and supple lips for just a small moment before backing away slowly with his eyes still closed. Camille felt shocked but swooned afterwards as Logan's lips left hers and his eyes opened slowly with fear embedded in them.

"Oh man…I'm sorry! I-I didn't mean to…Aw man!" Logan stuttered as he frantically scratched the back of his neck. Camille did nothing but smirk at how charming he was being at the very moment as students quickly scurried by them with steaming plates and trays in their hands.

"It's okay Logan. I appreciate the fact that you take the arts seriously," Camille giggled while closing her script. Logan did nothing but smile in relief while brushing his light brown hair with his fingertips.

"You're very pretty you know. You sit right behind me in class too huh?" Logan laughed while straightening his dark red school tie around his neck. Camille simply nodded with a refreshed smile before placing the script into her back pack. She felt a strange feeling surge through her suddenly…a warm and tingling feeling that she never felt with anyone else before. What was it?

The noisy bustle of kids running to and fro during the lunch hour filled the bright hallway and the bench sitting upright near the restrooms that Camille was sitting in strangely made things more uncomfortable, but she never felt more special. No one ever came up and talked to her like this…let alone kiss her!

"Hope you nail that audition Camille! Trust me…just from that scene with you…you made the perfect Juliet. See you back in class," Logan beamed with a boyish smile before running off to the end of the hallway and through the crimson red double doors that led to the cafeteria. She spotted something on the bench and squinted at it with her majestic eyes. It was medical school brochure…must have belonged to Logan. Camille giggled like a little girl for what seemed like hours as she held the brochure and thought of Logan. She now knew what that feeling was. It was Love.

Camille finally snapped out of her flashback with a small smile on her gleaming face and fresh tears sprung to her eyes. What if Logan is dead? She thought in a distressed manner. What if he's dying right now? He was her first kiss...her truest friend.

The orange and pink glow of the sun coated her entire body as she sat there in the grove that Beck and Tori were at the very same morning. She didn't notice the blood from Beck's arm that had dried on the light green blades of grass…neither did she care to notice the useless contents from his bag that were scattered across the ground. She did, however, see the viewing platform in the distance as the sun glorified it but Camille could do nothing but cry at the sight.

"What have I done?" she muttered while thinking of Suzie and Moze's tragic deaths. "What have I become?"

A guilty feeling rushed through her body as she stared at the tiny mountain top. She had to get out of here…that was essential, but how? She looked up and saw something that made her shake with delight. A mace. A mace that was embedded deep in a tree with metal that reflected the amazing rays of light. The things she could do with that…

She slowly got up and stared at the deadly weapon in awe (that previously belonged to Tori until the entire Kevin fiasco). The silver chain and handle dangled to the side of the tree as the wind blew by and Camille took another step towards it. She lightly wrapped her dainty fingers around it and pulled with all of her might.

She heard the treetops rustle as leaves blew into the sweet air and birds chirped from within the trees. After a minute or so, the ball slowly loosened and fell to the grass covered ground with a horrid thud.

"Bingo," she whispered maniacally while pulling the chain quickly in order to gather the weapon together and place it in her duffle bag along with her other assortments of weapons. "I have to find Logan…I have to," she sighs in determination; zipping the bag up in a frantic way. She slung it over her shoulder and decided to head east…she knew that Logan had to be alive somewhere. He had to.

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What now?! What did you think of the new chapter! What will become of Jade now that she escaped the clutches of Felix barely? What is the trio (Jake, André and Hayley) up too? Looks like Camille isn't really as bad as she seems...what do you think will happen between her and Logan!?

Find out in the next chapter loyal readers :O