Island.

Chapter six.

Hunter smirked at Kurt and Stephanie as they stared at him angrily.

"Go on, don't mind me, just continue with what you were doing." Encouraged Hunter patronizing Kurt and Steph.

"You son of a bitch!" said Kurt, grabbing one of their home made spears and held it out to protect himself.

"Awww, didn't we come prepared, didn't help Edge though did it." Laughed Hunter.

"Your not going to lay a finger on us, we know your plan and we are prepared to fight." Said Kurt although there was a slight twinge of nervousness in his voice.

"Oh please, like I'm suppose to be scared of a cry-baby pansy like you."

"Fuck off Hunter, Kurt's twice the man you are." Shouted Stephanie grabbing Kurt's arm.

Hunter jumped back in mock shock.

"Stephanie! I'm your husband, you understand where I'm coming from, where two of a kind, your not going to stick by Olympic Dork Kurt Angle, are you?"

"I'm not falling for your games Hunter, you're a sick bastard!"

"Come on Stephanie, I can get you off the Island, I have a boat waiting, we can have that romantic weekend you wanted, without anyone else, I've missed you, this nightmare can all be over."

"I'd rather die!"

"That can be arranged." Said Hunter evilly.

"Don't you dare even touch her, she doesn't want a psycho killer like you, if you come one step closer, I'll pull your guts out, don't think I won't."

"Psycho killer? I think that's a little harsh, I just wanted a peaceful weekend, just a shame the boat had to blow up."

"You did that, you faked your own death and then killed Rocky, Rob and Edge, Stephanie saw you."

"Well, if this is the time for facts then maybe there is something's you should know Kurt." Hunter said smirking, strolling into the room and smiling at Kurt.

"The psycho killer is sitting right next to you."

Kurt looked at Stephanie, trying to understand what Hunter had just said.

"Yes, that's right Kurt, Stephanie was in it along, in fact she's the one who blew up the boat and she's who put an axe to Rocky's head, isn't that right sweetie?"

"Kurt, please don't listen to him, he's lying, he's trying to turn you against me, I never knew a thing." Stephanie protested grabbing Kurt's shoulders.

"Give it up Steph, you were going to have to tell him sometime, sleeping with him would have been a nice touch, maybe killing him in the morning, but this would work just as well."

Kurt looked at Stephanie, her eyes were full of tears, her expression begging for Kurt not to believe Hunter's story.

"It's not true, I swear Kurt."

Kurt then looked at the cocky and smug face of Hunter, anger took over and he lunged at Hunter with the spear, forcing him to the ground.

"Kurt No!" screamed Stephanie.

Kurt punched Hunter in the face and stomped into his chest, he then grabbed the spear and drove it into his stomach as Hunter cried in pain.

"Kurt, stop it , stop it right now!"

Kurt stopped pounding on Hunter and turned to face Stephanie.

"How could you betray me like this? I trusted you with my life and all along you were plotting to kill me, you killed Rocky, Rob and Edge, your as sick as him!"

"Kurt, please, this is what he wants, I hate him, I don't want nothing to do with him."

"After what has happened, how can I believe a word you say? I'm getting off this Island."

Kurt raced out of the room and headed downstairs. Stephanie looked at Hunter, a spear wound in his right side, he struggled to get up.

"That fucking bastard! Come on Steph, we have to catch him!"

Stephanie slapped Hunter right across the face.

"You sicken me! The one person I care about and you've turned him against me, I'm ashamed to think I'm married to you."

"Go to hell Stephanie, you were always a fucking liability."

Hunter pie-faced Stephanie to the ground and raced down the stairs after Kurt.

Kurt ran to the speedboat that lay in the harbour. He jumped and wrenched at motor. "Fucking hell, Come on!" He cursed at the motor and is failed to come on.

He looked back at the house to see Hunter limping over. Shit. He tried the motor again, but it still wasn't working so in desperation, Kurt jumped into the sea swimming towards the rocks on the other side.

As he reached about halfway he suddenly heard a loud roaring sound coming closer. He turned around in the water to see Hunter standing on the speedboat that was coming fast towards him. It was going to run him over.

"Hello Kurt." Hunter laughed as the speedboat came towards him, in horror, Kurt dived underwater swimming underneath the boat. He looked up at the blurry water for any signs of the speedboat, Kurt swam as best he could to the dark rocks, his heart pumping fast as he desperately tried to hold his breath but the distance was too much and he forced himself to the surface.

Looking over the tranquil waters, Hunter watched as Kurt's head bobbled on the surface by the rocks. His side where Kurt's spear had stabbed him was almost unbearable to stand, lucky it hadn't been that deep, Hunter's adrenalin and determination to kill Kurt kept him going as he started up the motor again.

"You can't run from me Kurt, it's over!" Hunter said as the speedboat turned in the water and headed towards Kurt. Kurt desperately tried to scrabble onto the rocks, but they were too high, he realised there was no escape, he was trapped.

As Kurt prepared to face the worst, he looked towards Hunter's smiling and evil face. Suddenly a bang was heard from the shore and Hunter fell from the wheel of the boat. Kurt dodged out the way as the boat flew into the nearby rocks, crashing against them so hard that the boat was ripped apart.

Kurt using all his energy swam to the lowest rock and climbed on and looking towards the shore, he saw Stephanie holding a huge rifle in her hand.

"Whoa, what a shot!" Kurt cheered.

"Well my Dad did give me shooting lessons since the age of eight." Stephanie boasted. Kurt smiled at her angelic face almost forgetting that he was suppose to hate her.

Stephanie cambered over the rocks, her firm hands on the rifle until she eventually reached Kurt.

"Do you think he's dead?" asked Stephanie.

"Only one way to find out."

Kurt walked over towards the wreckage followed by Stephanie, the top of the boat still remained and you could see the main deck. Kurt could also see Hunter. His lame body lay on the hard wood tiles, he looked like the bullet had grazed his shoulder but after the spear stab by Kurt, he was not in a good state. But unfortunately he was still breathing.

"Should we go over?"

Kurt nodded at Stephanie, they had to do this. They walked over to the boat, treading carefully on the wood so they wouldn't crash through. Kurt and Stephanie looked over at Hunter, his chest slowly rising up and down, his shoulder was black and blue, you could see his torn tissue and muscle in his side, dried blood surrounded the open wound.

"Stephanie, help me." He choked as he saw Stephanie's face. "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry too Hunter."

With that, Stephanie placed the rifle to Hunter's temple and without hesitation, fired. His chest now suddenly still.

Stephanie sat back against the boat side, crying and Kurt came and sat next to her.

"I knew nothing, nothing about his plan, I killed him, I killed my husband."

"I know."

Kurt looked at Hunter's body and picked up the rifle. He fired at Hunter, the bullet going into his stomach.

"That's for Rocky."

Fired again.

"That's for Rob."

He fired again.

" That's for Edge."

He fired again.

"And that's for just been an arsehole."

The End.