A brand new Chapter! A bit of romance in this chapter and a thrilling confrontation! Enjoy.


Tuesday: June 4th, 2010 – 2:04 A.M. (Inner Woodland; Deserted Island)

The thunder boomed above in the gray skies as Drake staggered backwards with his eyes open as wide as they could possibly go. Kacey felt her legs trembling like brittle twigs in the harsh wind as she watched the perpetrator leap towards them like a jaguar lusting for blood. Drake fell backwards in shock mixed with absolute fear as he watched a gleaming blade of sorts coming right down at him like an executioner's deadly ax. His thin back slammed against the sturdy base of a tree as the freezing rain began to drench him in response.

"Shit!" he shrieked with his eyes shut tight in horror as the blade's sharp, lethal tip was nearly a foot from his neck. However, instead it seemed to have dug deep into the damp tree trunk with a few angry grunts leaving the murderer's glossed lips. "I should have known," Drake growled with his bright brown eyes still wide in horror as he watched Lucy Stone stare right into his eyes. Her lips curving into a seductive smile as she wriggled her sickle free from the tree.

As soon as she did that with a wicked look on her beautiful face with her diamond necklace (or the one she stole) dangling from her creamy neck; sparkling gorgeously, she was roughly pushed to the side. Her body flew into a tree making her eyes narrow in pain and her sickle fell from her soft fingers into the patches of grass with thump.

"Drake!" Zander screamed in hysteria as he ran over to the frightened brunette after driving Lucy's body into the tree trunk as if she were a worthless ragdoll. "Drake are you alright?!" Zander continued to holler in an upset as he stoop down next to Drake's thin body in order to help him up.

"Bitch almost had me," Drake whispered in terror as his face began to turn a ghastly white color and felt Zander hoist him up onto his feet making a squelching noise.

Kacey had a look of determination mixed with hysteria as she darted for their bags full of weaponry near the trees, but saw that they were nowhere to be found. Her brown eyes shot open wide in horror as she snapped her head back and forth in hopes to see it, but she saw nothing. "Damn! Where are the guns!?" she screeched in an upset as her chest began to rise and fall in rapid rhythm.

"I left them over by the…the…" Zander felt his breath get caught within his throat as he saw that they weren't where he left them. They were nearly a good few meters away lying near the creek that had drops of rain pounding into it. "No."

They all watched as Lucy brought out Josh's Anaconda Revolver in great haste with a little smirk coming onto her face as she aimed it straight at them nearly pulling the trigger. "Not on my watch!" Zander growled in anger as he grasped his brutish wooden pole with quick pace and smacked Lucy's wrist just like before causing her to feel a numb sensation radiate through her bones.

"GAH!" she hissed as she dropped the cold metal weapon from her deadly fingers in order to grasp her throbbing wrist. "Bastard! You karate chopping bastard!"

Zander merely ignored her pleas of anger and threw his foot into the air in order to perform a high kick with great strength. He kicked Lucy's side with tremendous force causing her eyes to go wide in response as she flew to the side and slammed into another tree with her soft hair flying around her head wildly due to the gusts of wind; her Gucci bag flying from her arm and soaring through the air only to catch onto a towering tree branch.

"Drake!" Zander cried with a fierce tone to his voice as if he had been taken over and his dark hair was become soaked from the endless rain drops. Drake whipped his gaze over to Zander's stern looking face and almost felt frightened by it in a sense. "Take Kacey and go! Go find Katniss! Kacey has the birdcall just…just hurry and go! I've got this!"

"Zander no! Don't do this! We can help you too-" Kacey began to cry with tears coming to her eyes until she was abruptly cut off with a serious voice.

"No Kacey. Not now. Not like Stevie! I wasn't there for her…I'm not about to make that same mistake with two other friends! Now go! Now!" he cried as Lucy began to groan in irritation; rubbing her curved side while attempting to stand back up. "Kacey go with Drake!"

Kacey almost felt like bawling in hysteria as she heard these things, but before she could even respond with a simple cry of displeasure or even say goodbye to her dear friend who helped her with her puppy that week of school…she was taken away by the arm. Drake held Kacey's hand as tightly as he possibly could while speeding off into the woods with a few tears flying behind him.

"Drake no! We can't leave him! Z-Zander will die we…we can help fight!" Kacey wailed trying her best to halt her running and pull away from the lanky brunette with hysterical cries spilling from her lips.

"No, Kacey we have to go get Katniss and tell them we've found her! We'll all die if we confront her head on…we have to go."

"N-N-No!" she let out a blood curdling scream of sadness as she heard this and kept trying to pull away from him.

All Drake did was grasp her roughly by the shoulders; giving them a shake in order to restore sense to her head. "Kacey! Kacey stop it! We have to okay! We have to make sure we win this!"

Kacey almost felt like breaking down into an emotional mess right then and there…but Drake was right. For the first time he was actually right about something. It was surprising at most, but Kacey had to believe it was the right thing to do. She wiped her teary eyes with her tanned wrist letting a few more choked sobs spill from her mouth before giving a very hesitant nod.

"Fine."

9 Students Remaining


Tuesday: June 4th, 2010 – 2:23 A.M. (Tourist Association-Fourth Floor; Deserted Island)

Tori's deep brown eyes shook with fear as she watched Lulu approach her with the tip of her shining knife pointed right at her horrified face. "Lulu! D-Don't!" Tori broke out into a fearful cry as Lulu's blood shot eyes grew wider out of a blood pumping rush.

"Time to be vanquished!" the delusional 'warrior' cried with a loud cackle coming from her hot throat; her ebony black hair bobbing around her head in the same bun style.

"Lulu what the hell! Shit! Don't!" Beck leapt forth like a hero while tackling Lulu into the wall; right next to the door frame making her drop the blood splotched blade with a pained gasp.

"Bastard! Charmer you disgusting servant! You depleted my HP by ten points!" Lulu cried in worry as Beck continued to pin the psychotic girl against the wall as the knife fell right at Tori's feet; the sharp tip stabbing right into the red carpet.

Camille hastily tried to grasp a gun of sorts but just as she did so she heard a loud smack erupt throughout the room and Beck toppled to the ground with a stinging mark on his unharmed cheek the color of a shy tomato. "Get out of my way you bad unicorn!" Lulu screeched while smacking him with the back of her hand.

As she stumbled forward over Beck's body with drool flying from her cackling mouth in drops, her duffle bag jerked a bit causing a device to fall out of it and bounce onto the scarlet red carpet. She went forward and grasped the handle of her beautiful kitchen blade and yanked it straight from the floors only to look up and see Tori holding Carly's Glock with the barrel right in her face.

Tori's finger was trembling against the trigger as Lulu stood up slowly with a hateful frown on her face. Her teeth were clenched in fury making it seem as if she were about break them in the process. "This isn't over! I must recharge my status, but this is far from over you wench!"

Everyone looked at her completely and utterly rocked to the core as if they had witnessed the eighth wonder of the world and Lulu darted out of the room with loud breaths following her out. It was completely silent now…nothing but the sound of rain hitting the clear yet cracked window.

"What…what the hell just happened?" Beck whispered while rubbing his stinging cheek as he tried to stand back up. "What the hell has gotten into Lu'? I mean what the fuck was she talking about 'Send the evil back to the darkness'?"

All Tori could do was stare at that open doorway with wide eyes as she tried to let all of this sink in. One of her closest friends just attempted to kill her…that was enough to send Tori into a state panic. Her fingers slowly let the pistol drop from her hand and fall onto the ground as she looked over at the device lying by the door. A recorder?

Why would Lulu have a recorder? Was she making a diary or something? Tori had no clue at all but all she did was crawl over to it with her limbs still shaking out of pure fear and shock. She picked up the metal object with an arched brow before tilting her head to the side just slightly.

"Is that a tape recorder?" Camille asked with a whisper while trotting over to where Tori was followed by Beck who had his eyes fixed on the object as if it were an alien. "Why would she have that?"

"Only one way to find that out," Beck sighed before leaning over Tori in order to click the 'PLAY' button on the side. The device made a clicking sound straight afterwards and everyone watched as the tape spun slowly; letting Lulu's crazed voice leak from the speaker.

"I'm close my Lord… I'm close to finding the evil witch having killed her faithful servant Hexley. I have come to a realization my King. I have come to a realization that helps me see how wicked she really is."

"Hexley? Kings?" Beck whispered in confusion only earning him a 'Shhh!' from the other two girls who were intently listening to the crackling tape.

"Their watching me…I have to defeat her before it's too late. I have to. I figured out one of her charms…a body snatching charm. She's trying to deceive me by taking the form of a person I care for. I know that now your highness…I know who she is taking the form of…it's Tori Vega."

Tori's chocolate brown eyes grew open wide as she heard her name spill from the cracking speakers. Her throat went dry like the barren desert and she felt as if she were about to throw up on the spot. This why Lulu was trying to kill her? She thought Tori was some witch from a videogame? It all sounded too insane to be true, but now anything can never be too insane.

"I must find her quickly…find her and send her back to the darkness your highness and save the land! I know my lord…I must…I must…KILL HER!"

Tori immediately stopped the disturbing tape with a feeling of panic arising from within heaving chest. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. She just couldn't believe any of this. "No…Oh my God. Lulu she…she's going to kill me. What do we do now? What do we…"

"We avoid her at all costs," Camile answered curtly with a calm tone as if the event that just happened didn't even faze her at all. "If we must…we kill her. This isn't like Lucy though. Lulu is a mercy kill…we kill her if we have to but with Lucy, we have to kill her on sight no questions asked."

Tori was lifted herself up with the help of Beck as Camille finished her explanation and they both nodded slowly with looks of sadness. They thought that Lulu would at least be on board, but it looks like the poor girl was already too deeply invested in her fantasy world to be.

"So what now?" Beck asked with a deep sigh.

"We have to keep searching. Just keep your eyes peeled if you see Lulu…hopefully she comes to her senses soon enough," Camille responded curtly with a blunt look. Her porcelain skin gleamed as a flash of lightning flooded the room with partial light. "C'mon we have just a few more floors to search out," Camille spoke with a bit of a stern vice as if she were coming down from all the overwhelming excitement that was coursing through her. Beck and Tori merely nodded with exchanged looks of obvious fear in hopes that they wouldn't have to kill the girl they've grown to love over the years. The girl who loved unicorns, K-Pop and Korean boy bands, cotton candy and romantic comedies…that's the girl they wanted to meet again.

9 Students Remaining


Tuesday: June 4th, 2010 – 2:38 A.M. (Outer woodland; Deserted Island)

Drake raced through the forest trees with his feet pounding into the soaked grass patches making his purple Vans become soggy and damp. Kacey was grasping his frail hand in hopes to keep up with her cream colored legs running at high speed behind him. They felt the profuse rain drops fall onto their cheeks and roll off every second as they heard booming thunder all over the island.

"Drake! Where do we go!?" Kacey wailed through the roaring thunder from above in order to make herself heard.

"I told you already didn't I Kace'? We try and find the others before it's too late!" Drake screamed letting his throat ring as he saw a streak of jagged lightning run through the dark gray skies making him gasp in response.

This weather was becoming beyond insane…

"But how are we going to find them in this rain! Let alone hear the bird whistles? I can even hear myself talk!" Kacey screeched as they watched a flight of hysterical birds fly blindly over the drenched treetops in search for shelter. They could smell the strong scent of the salty sea mixed in with the damp rain making their noses feel cool and refreshed.

They could hear the sounds of violent waves crashing into the seashore all thanks to this stormy weather and the two rain drenched teens felt a rush of wind against their cold skin. "Let's just…damn! We can find shelter then! Hopefully at least!" Drake hissed as he felt the wind slash through him like a merciless blade.

"But Zander!? We have to help him!" Kacey cried in anguish as she felt her heart drop to her two feet just by saying his name. "We can't just save ourselves! What is that gonna do? God Drake! This isn't right!"

"Kacey stop! Zander'll be fine okay? I mean have you seen him fight?! Lucy might as well walk away right now when she has the chance!" Drake yelled while looking in all directions with eyes growing with panic. All he saw were skinny, lanky trees dripping with clear rain water for as far as the eye can see along with various bushes and shrubs that were cloaked with white mist.

"Howabout we head back to the farmhouse? Remember how that was always our official meeting place?" Kacey suggested with a faint smile coming onto her face as she thought about the sudden thought. Drake stopped dead in his tracks as he pondered it with care. If they did that will the others catch on and come look for them there? Will they even be safe there to elude Lucy just in case?

Drake felt as if any decision they made at this stage of the game could determine everything in an instant but he had to take a chance. Just like Josh said 'Give it a chance.'

"Alright. Let's do it Kacey…it may seem like it could go either way, but let's give it a shot and hope that they figure it out," Drake beamed through the hazy rain with a proud smirk causing Kacey to smile back and they both clasped hands once again and took off in the direction of the farmhouse after checking their supplied maps just in case there were any danger zones around.

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Tuesday: June 4th, 2010 – 2:38 A.M. (Inner Woodland; Deserted Island)

Lucy and Zander stood nearly a few feet apart exchanging looks of hatred until a small angelic smile came onto Lucy's pretty face making Zander cringe in discomfort. He was in his fighting stance with his arms held up in a punching position in case he had to throw any surprise jabs her way.

Lucy continued to grin maniacally at him as she placed her hand upon her curved hip. The leather pants she wore had rain rolling straight off of them as she stood on the damp grass with her blood red heels pressing deep into the soil. Zander almost felt his chest heave uncomfortably as he realized what he was doing. He was taking on 'Hardcore' Stone…the vicious gang leader…alone!

Zander's POV

C'mon Zander…remember what your master taught you. Focus…that's all there is to it! Focus and your sure to gain strength through courage! She's crazy…Lucy is as fucked up as they come…that's her edge. Psycho meets twisted sexuality. She's merciless and doesn't care who or what she hurts…

She's a fucking, stone cold killer and doesn't even care! That's her strength and it's all she's got on her side! I've got more…I've got more and I want it a whole lot more!

I see her begin to take a few steps forward in a slow way that seems torturous to me. What is she planning? Her smile won't go away and all she seems to do is look at me as if this is all a game. Wait. This is just a game to her. All the killing and fear. It's all just fun and games to her.

Damn it! Stevie's death meant nothing to her…she was just another point for her scoreboard. She's getting closer but it's against my beliefs to harm a girl, but…I guess I can make an exception this one time.

I hear her seductive voice fill my head as I watch her with a close eye; my arms still raised in hopes that I can land her with a hit just strong enough to throw her off and head for the guns.

"You dumbass…you're the only one with this 'We're All in This Together' crap. The only way out of this…kill or be killed."

Fuck that Lucy…there are others. You're the odd one out! You're the only one left with this killing mentality. You're all that stands between me and my honoring Stevie. Stevie, my precious friend. I will not let her death be in vain! I will avenge her no matter what the cost!

I see Stevie's beautiful form laid out on that bed of lilies out of the corner of my eye making me want to break out into a fit of cries, but I simply can't. I have to build all my strength and fight. Fight until she's dead and I have proved that I'm no longer the shy kid who's too afraid to stand up for himself.

It always comes down to this…always. Always being tested on my courage and strength. Always being gawked at to see whether you fail or pass it. Will I pass this test? Yes. I must pass this one…not just for my sake, but for everyone who died here on this island. For all of my friends. I must pass this one test!

I see her stepping closer to me with that same smirk as if she wants me to fight back. As if she's waiting for me to strike her down. She's planning something…I kow that look too well. She's going to pull a trick on me, but I have to be smart enough to elude it.

I remember one time in MMA club…I was performing an entire layout of advanced moves filled with flips, kicks and hardcore punches filled with screams of determination and I had to tie it all together with a graceful finish. Not that hard if you've been practicing for as long as I have.

Just as I finished I heard the gym erupt into a chorus of cheers and praise along with my own fanfare. "Zander! Zander! Zander the karate kid!" they all would scream like cheerleaders in the stand making me actually break out into a warm grin. I never knew people appreciated my skill that much.

"Zander. Very well done…such strength yet grace. Such an impressive display," my master praises with a kind smile on his serene face as his mentees nod in agreement. You can only be an apprentice or a mentee if you're a senior and have earned your spot at the top. I did…I was finally at the top and I earned it too.

However, strength? Grace? I suppose that's why I did so well when it came to the art of martial arts. That is until I came face to face with Simon one day after class in the boy's bathroom during junior year. He told me that he saw me in MMA club and loved the way I fought and quote 'Kicked ass'…very inappropriate use of language uh…anyways, he wanted me to join his gang in hopes that I could really vamp up their rep.

But I told him I couldn't…that's not even why I joined MMA in the first place. I joined to study the nature behind it and use it as a way to branch out of my comfort zone and follow my dreams of becoming a real fighter one day. Not to use it for daily fights and to feel bigger than others.

"What the fuck you mean!? You wanna get some street cred around here don't you?" Simon snapped at me with his course hair done up in corn rows making him a little bit more intimidating than I'm used to. I didn't respond…how could I? I had nothing to say to him, so all I did was bite my lip and look down at the tips of my shoes. "I get it…just a fag with a few moves for show huh? Such a damn pussy!"

With that being left for me to take in, Simon stormed out of the bathroom heading back to our class while I stood there feeling mortified. I was always being tested…always. Always being tested for my courage.

"Just wait Stevie! When I graduate, I'm going to be the strongest man ever! You'll see!"

I said that as a little eleven year old after being tormented…Stevie heard that. She heard me make my dedication known. She always knew.

That's why she really let me have it after I told her about the whole Simon run in. We were hanging out at the local burger diner only a half a mile from school so everyone usually came here to unwind. We were both sitting across from one another in one of the pink and blue booths drinking delicious milkshakes as the sound of Robbie Williams drifted throughout the room from the high tech jukebox in the corner of the diner. I think it was his new song Candy or something…

All I know is that Stevie was sipping her malt shake with her lips pursed against the straw as she narrowed her eyes at me. She always gave me her opinions whether I wanted to hear them or not…what a handful she could be. "You've got to be kidding me Zander! After all these years…still the same damn kid I met on the first day of school. The same crybaby I saw at the park. I mean seriously!? Simon? He's the one who made you run scared from the little boys' room!? That asshole gets in your face and you wet yourself? God Zander…you could have kicked his ass all over that place. Don't even try to deny it either."

I soon as she finished, I saw True, Lulu and a few other girls from our class walk into the diner with giggles and laughs as they talked about their grueling day until they saw me. "Oh! Hey Zander," they greeted with waves as they walked past us and seated themselves at a round table by the windows. I waved back only to see Stevie continue to glare at me in annoyance.

"What? Am I allowed to say 'Hi' to my friends Stevie?" I nervously chuckled as she shook her head with a deep sigh before pinching the bridge of her nose.

"I just wish you could man up and see what I see when I look at you. A man…a man who's ready to take on the world," she smiles with an arched brow…and I can see a sparkle in her brown eyes. Did she…no she couldn't have. She wouldn't have liked me right? We were friends, but…

"I guess…"

"No. Don't even think about going all Peter Parker on me. All shy and modest…whatever. All I have to say is this my 'precious'…wimp out again and I'll make sure to bust you a good one you hear? I know you can be the strong samurai you planned on being. See look," Stevie let out a chuckle as she began to dig through her satchel next to her and pulled out a simple sheet of printer paper.

"What is that?" I asked with a pair of squinted eyes as I let out laugh as well in order to make out what it is exactly and take it from her soft hand.

"You really don't remember do you? Geesh…I draw! I drew that after you made your little promise to me that day at the park," she gives me a sweet smile…I never see her smile like that unless she's with me. I guess only I could do that huh? Make her smile like that. I looked down at the paper and almost lit up with a bright smile. She drew me…she drew me as a samurai? A samurai with a bright smile and a Hercules like body. I have kids all around me as I hold up a sword in one hand and a beaming kid in the other. And in a dialogue bubble was the samurai me saying 'I've done it! I'm now the strongest warrior anyone has ever known! I did it!'

It makes me want to cry, but I know Stevie'll probably pound me if I shed a tear. However, once I look up…I see her eyes brimming with tears as she laughs a bit in order to get them to stay in her gorgeous eyes. She tries her best to hide them, but I can tell how she really feels.

"I believe in you okay? I know you'll keep your promise and show me…show me how big of a warrior you'll be after we graduate," she giggles with a wide grin before reaching over the smooth surface of the table to grasp my hand. "I have faith in you Zander."

Test…I have to pass this test for her. She had faith in me. Stevie believed in me and I let her down- no. I didn't…I still haven't failed! I haven't let her down just yet! I won't let her down.

I have to do right by her! I see Lucy begin to smirk in mischief and suddenly, I see her bring something from within her pant's waistband. What? What is she…not again. I see her hastily grasp her taser from her waist and with a little smile on her face, she jabs it towards my neck. No…not this time! The bright blue sparks are flying from the tip making horrendous crackling sounds making me want to cringe in response, but instead I hit her forearm with my own in order to throw her off and it works. The taser went flying from her hand and she went toppling over into the grass with her hair flying around her head.

That's it…do right by Stevie…don't let her death be in vain.

"Not bad Girl Scout cookie," I hear Lucy chuckle darkly as she begins to regain her balance. "Not bad at all…pretty skilled eh? Not too shabby."

All I do is scowl at her with my teeth clenched in fury. She still thinks this all a joke? Well then…I guess I'll have to show her how much I mean business. I feel the cold rain rush against my skin as I glare at her carefree form that seems to be amused in some way. She brushes a strand of hair behind her ear revealing a black diamond earring…where the hell did she get all this stuff? Ugh! Like it matters Zander! Focus!

She soon brushes the wet drops from her leather pants and begins rushing towards me while bring something out from her waistband…what the hell! Did she borrow a pair of pants from Mary Poppins or something? How many things has she got in there? I see it gleam as she comes closer. A switchblade? The switchblade in Nelson's mouth? It's still covered in splattered blood…but how did she get it? She must have yanked it out before coming down here.

I have to win this challenge. This girl is all technique and lust…lust but no passion. Huge difference between the two. She gets off from all this…just plain lust for killing. However, I have passion…I've always had it and that's why I'm the biggest star in the MMA club. My master saw how passionate I was when it came to fighting. Yeah…I can do this. I can see her weakness…Lucy Stone will finally be brought down!

Just as she thrusts the sharp tip of the switchblade straight for my heart, I roll to the side in quick haste making a few lilies fly into the gusty air and they get swept off with the spraying rain. Right as she stumbles forward with a curse word leaving her lips in a grumble, I fly towards her with my fist clenched and slam my fist straight into her exposed back. She flies face first into the tall oak tree in front of her causing a few damp leaves to fall to the ground in a flutter.

"This ends now! Not me Lucy! Not like Stevie! No more deaths! It Ends Here Stone!" I cry while getting back in my martial arts stance. I'll bring her down. I'll bring her down hard!

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Tuesday: June 4th, 2010 – 3:06 A.M. (Tourist Association-Sixth Floor; Deserted Island)

The stairwell seemed eerily creepy as faint winds drifted down the marble stone steps of the stairwell. Tori and Beck had just finished searching the fourth floor and were about to head back down, yet they almost felt like staying put after realizing Lulu could be anywhere in this place ready to chop them up like onions with that knife of hers.

There actually was one more floor to take care of, but Camile thought it would be best if she went to check it out for herself just in case Lulu was anywhere around. Tori was sitting in Beck's lanky arms feeling a bit of security as she felt his heart beating wildly against her thin back. Her lips curved into a joyful smile as she thought about how insanely lucky she was at this moment, but after coming to her senses about how this was happening on an island where all her friends' bodies were lying…kinda killed it for her.

Shining metal wires were loosely hanging from the molding rafters and chipped ceiling above and under the towering flights of stairs like strange jungle vines making it look as if the structure were about to collapse. They sure weren't willing to find out if pulling on them would trigger that, so they decided to stay low near the floor to keep safe. Beck kept holding the girl he's liked since day one close to his body even though he was nearly on the verge of exhaustion from what he's gone through since waking up in that lighthouse. He didn't care though…he had to keep her safe no matter what or who came in his way.

"Hey Beck?" Tori whispered suddenly causing him to widen his eyes in question.

"Yeah?"

"About the kiss…" Tori felt her cheeks tinge with red as she thought about the flustering moment. Beck almost felt like smiling like a dork of humiliation as he thought about it also and began sighing in response.

"Yeah…that was um-that…it was uh…yeah," he didn't even know what to say on the matter. 'Yeah! It was hot and awesome! But add a little more tongue next time'…yeah. Not really what Beck wanted to say or even think. He thought that kiss was amazing actually. Jade's kisses were always a little rough…but they were satisfying. Tori's, however, were gentle and sweet. Almost tender and caring…it was romantic, but how could they have a conversation about it?

"I don't expect you to understand Beck…boys are always confused when it comes to what a girl feels at certain moments. We watch too many romance movies you know. Just kidding…I was never into those sappy things but…I think I like it in real life you know? It seems so much more surreal and I…I'm glad I did it," she sighed with a nervous grin on her face as she turned her head around so that she was facing Beck. "I'm not sorry though…God I'm such a spazz! I'm trying so hard not to make this corny but here I am!"

"Geez! Tor' it's only a kiss! No need to get so hyped up okay?" Beck let out a soft chuckle as he placed his hand upon her palm in a caressing manner. "Besides…you're actually kind of cute when you spazz out. Dorky is always a great trait to have you know?"

"Shut up jerk," Tori laughed with a wide smile as she nuzzled into his touch with his bandaged hand being held close to her blood stained cheek. "I really hope it was okay. I've kissed guys before but uh…I don't think I planned this one very well."

"You really are a dork aren't you? Queen of the nerds huh?" Beck softly spoke in amusement as he rolled his eyes at her words. "It was nice Tori…actually, I think I was the one who screwed it up when it came to partnership. I'm just hoping you don't hold it against me since you caught me off guard and all."

The rain tapped against the drizzling window in perfect harmony as they both sat there with smiles on their warm faces. "I'm so glad…so glad that I found a best friend," Tori spoke with tears coming to her brown glimmering eyes as she wrapped her arms around Beck's tan neck; pulling him in for a loving hug. Beck immediately returned the favor with a soft smile as he felt his heart flutter in response.

"Me too…" he whispered into her neck as they held onto each other. They had no one…their best friends both died early on in the game. Trina and Mike, but now…now they had each other. After all this time they were finally able to find one another. "You know something? I bet that once this is all over…we could date or something."

"Date? Where? Where could two teenage fugitives of the law go for a quiet date?" Tori asked while pulling from him with a big smile on her face as she spoke with a joking tone. Beck pondered this for a moment or two before snapping his fingers with a huge grin that showed how he had a bright plan.

"How about in Italy or whatever? We could escape their with everyone and I could take you to one of those fancy restaurants and we could share a spaghetti like in Lady and the Tramp…I mean that Disney tale does describe us pretty well," Beck chuckled as he thought about how much they really did resemble the two dog bond.

"I was thinking more along the lines of Aladdin and Jasmine…I mean you do look like him Beck," Tori busted out into a fit of giggles as she spotted all of the obvious resemblances. His hair, his charisma and his charm…a perfect match.

"Well you make one hell of an Arabian princess…even though you're Hispanic," Beck grinned causing Tori to laugh even more which causes a faint snort to erupt from her throat. She immediately went beet red and clasped her hand over her gaping mouth only to begin laughing once again from how funny that snort was.

"Well…isn't this cute," a voice sighed with a deranged tone from behind Tori causing her to gasp, but before she could even turn around to see who it was, she felt a sharp stinging pain in her shoulder causing her to scream in anguish. A huge kitchen knife was deeply embedded in Tori's flesh causing blood to stain and seep through the material of her school dress shirt.

Beck's eyes shot open wide in hysteria as he watched her writhe and pain and he immediately grasped her in a protective manner with his teeth clenched way. "T-Tori!" he screeched frantically as blood continued to spurt from her gashed wound.

"I've got you Paravotti…your health has been decreased by twenty points," the voice moaned in pleasure as a few giggles began to escape from the depths of her throat.

Beck knew exactly who it was…Lulu. "Lulu! What the fucking hell! We're your friends remember! You're friends that you've know for seven fucking years! You can't do this!" Beck wailed in desperation as he glared at the troubled girl with his eyes burning with rage.

Lulu tilted her head to the side with her eyes still looking off into the distance as she ascended the steps up to the foyer they were on. "Charmer…" Lulu whispered with a small smile. "This doesn't concern you!"

She roughly kicked him to the side as if he were merely a pathetic toy in her path and glared daggers at Tori's bleeding form as she clutched the handle of her kitchen knife; the tip dripping with bright red blood and splashing onto the floor. "This is between me and the evil witch!"

With that, Lulu leapt forward with her knife raised high in the air causing Tori to stare wide eyed in utter terror as she felt the sticky red substance gush from her broken skin. The caramel skinned skin girl frantically rushed over to the side with a few loud breaths leaving her soft lips as Lulu came down with her knife stabbing into the wall instead.

Beck continued to lay there with his mouth emitting a series of pained groans as Lulu began to look at her knife with a twisted smile; utterly cute giggles flooded from her drooling mouth as she looked over at Tori who was sitting there with a horrified expression and pulled the knife free from the blank wall.

Lulu's POV

The witch! She's running scared now! HAHAHA! I can kill her! I can send her back to the depths of the dark realm! I see her trembling like a pathetic bug against the steel metal stair railing with a look of fear. I can still do this.

I slowly raise myself up as I look upon her face making my lips curve into a satisfied grin. Have I done it? My Lord? Have I come close to my victorious end? Yes…I have. I will emerge victorious!

"Rainbow Slash!" I scream while leaping towards her again with a wide grin…no one can escape the rainbow slash. It's the most powerful attack in my skillset! I could have gotten more if I had upgraded to a level nine, but it's too late for that now. I'm here in the witch's head chambers and I must fulfill my destiny!

Lulu Johnson! Daughter of Unicorn Warrior Destiny!

I see her tumble to the side once more with her bloody hand clutching onto the railing with a painful look on her face. I must have wounded her bad! I feel my blade clang against the railing that was behind her before she moved and jerk my head over to her in annoyance."Stand still you wench!" I cry as I stand up on my two feet and jump towards her with my blade held high.

"Rainbow SLASH!" I screech with my spit flying from my mouth…until I feel something jerking my neck. What!? I feel it start to tug on it roughly! What is happening!? What the fuck is this bitch doing to me!? Is she performing a strangle charm!? I feel it tugging on my neck tighter and tighter making me start to panic in worry.

I can't…I can't lose now! I start to scratch at it in hopes that it will come lose, but as I do so I hear Pavarotti start to scream in horror. "No! Lulu don't do that!? You're gonna make it worse! Don't!"

What a lying wretch! She wants me to stop so that she can kill me easily! NEVER! I continue to claw at it as feel my throat continue to constrict and tighten making me gasp for air. "What the…fuck!" I gag as I pull on the rope…wait. This isn't a rope…it feels like a wire of some sorts! As I pull on it in hysteria, I hear a loud crashing sound along with a huge sound of crumbling and see debris and rafters collapse all around me followed by a sudden force tightening the wire around my throat…

She's using her dark sorcery! She's destroying the chambers to kill me! NO! NO! I feel my body being yanked backwards as I start to gag and wheeze in response and then I'm lifted into the air in quick pace making my throat feel as if it's about to be crushed by a car's wheel. Is she strangling me? Why am I not able to fight back?

I'm hanging over the edge of the railing and the wire is continuing to tighten every single second as I wriggle around in order to break free. I keep clawing at the wires in order to escape but that seems to just make it all worse. I thrash my legs around and squeal in horror as I begin to thrash around using every limb on my body.

Too bad it didn't work! I feel the taste of pennies fill my mouth as my throat begins to feel as if it's on fire and a warm sticky liquid starts warm over my chest. Blood? How am I bleeding!? What wicked sorcery is this bitch using!? My legs wiggle hysterically as I continue to let out hysterical gags, screams and wheezes but it feels as if my eyes are about to pop from my skull. Everything is beginning to go red…

Is this game over? I haven't fulfilled my quest though? I…I haven't completed my destined quest on behalf of True yet! I-I can't die now. I can't let the witch win…

True…I wish you could have found me. We would've made a great team, but…I really miss you girl. You were the first real friends I've ever had. Everyone usually only wants to be friends with me for my stuff or to hang out in my big house. No one cares about me...but you did. My parents were never around and thought I was weird because of my personality, but you didn't. I took you too all my favorite Korean boy band concerts whenever they came to the states but you didn't mind. You loved it all for me. I love that True…

Thank you…Damn this wretched g-game…

Normal POV

Tori still had her scarlet red hand squeezing her bleeding shoulder and watched in horror as she saw Lulu come after her, but she was immediately stopped once her throat got caught onto a loose wire hanging from the rafters. Tori tried to warn her not to move or pull at them, but the poor girl didn't listen and wound up being lifted into the air just like when a sandbag tied to a rope is dropped and the opposite end is yanked into the air.

The more Lulu struggled, the more the cold wire cut into her throat and as she writhed around torturously, Tori felt blood drops splatter onto her face after they flew from Lulu's gaping mouth along with numerous strands of saliva. It was horrendous to experience but soon, Lulu's legs began to slowly stop moving. Her bright pink socks were stained with blood and her eyes resembled two bright pink baseballs that seemed as if they were about to pop from her sockets like those weird toys you squeeze and the eyes come bulging out.

Beck gasped and coughed as he tried to push past the pain he received from that kick he was given. He then witnessed the entire thing with a pair of traumatized eyes as Lulu finally became motionless and her fingers slowly released the blood tainted kitchen knife in her hands. The deadly blade fell from her fingers and clanged as it tumbled down the flights of stairs until the sound of it grew silent only leaving the constant sound of rain hitting the window panes.

Tori stared up at Lulu's dangling body with a pair of wide eyes as if she were still trying to understand what just occurred…until she finally spotted the blood trickling from Lulu's bruised throat and puffy lips like small rain drops. Her tongue hung from her mouth like a dog's and resembled a thick slug. Lulu's fantasy games had been stopped for good even though her gleaming rainbow crystal continued to sway around her abused neck.

Girl # 1: Lulu Johnson (Eliminated)

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