Chapter Six-A/N: This chapter is a bit darker than my other ones, and has an incidence of killing, but not graphic.

The shock of Monique being gone brought all of the Amys and Andys into a fearful discussion.  "Should we tell Cindy?" Amy Four asked the group.  "I mean, about Monique and Andy Nine?"

            "Four, are you crazy?" Amy Eight asked.  "If I were out of here, like I wish I were, I wouldn't exactly be thrilled if one of you went and told on me!"

            "Four is right, Eight," Twelve intervened.  "What if they didn't just run away?"

            "And what is the likelihood of that?" Eight asked bluntly. 

            "I just don't get it," Andy Ten said.  "Why would our Number Nine run away?"

            "Cuz his girlfriends a b***h," Andy Six said.

            Amy was alarmed.  She knew that Annie was bad, but who could call her names like that when she was threatening to kill all of them.  "Does anyone know what is upsetting Amy Nine like this?"

            "Maybe it's that ageing stuff," Andy Three said.  "They did it to me once.  Luckily I was brought back before they made me go with that stuck up freak!"

            "You guys!" Amy said.  "We're talking about one of us here!"

            "Why don't you just back off!  No one wants to hear your stupid opinion every time we have a discussion, so back off, Amy Seven!" Andy Six said.

            "Shut up Six!  And here I was starting to wonder why you were the first to go on the island," Andy said angrily.

            "Andy Five, that is so immature!  Bringing up some lame fight we all had from five years ago just to protect your little girlfriend?  I should have voted you off right away!" Six sneered.

            "Stop it!" Amy said.  "That was so long ago!  Let's just focus on what we can do to keep Amys Nine and Ten from killing anyone, okay?"
            "Amy Ten?" Amy Eleven asked.  "That lazy Amy, Number Zero who wouldn't help us during any of the challenges?"

            "She seems pretty sad now," Amy Five said, once again taking charge.  "I think we should talk to her."

            "Good idea," Amy One said.  "Andy," she said to Andy Eleven.  "Will you come with me?"

            "We've already tried that, Five!" Amy said angrily. 

            Before the clones could ponder what had happened, they saw Annie and Aimee being hauled out of their tents by the men in camouflage, whom Amy recognized as the Mr. Devon clones.  Someone was also leading Andy Nine, and Monique back to camp.

            "Okay," a man in camouflage said to the terrified, trembling clones.  "I will give each of you a uniform, you will be given five minutes back in your tents to change, and take whatever supplies you may have.  We will arm you afterwards, and prepare you for war.  GO!"

            Everyone ran to their tents, not wanting to be the first one of their sets to die in this war.  "Amy," Aly whimpered as they ran.  "Number Nine will have a gun!"

            "Yeah, but so will you!" Twelve said.  "Sometimes you are such a baby!"

            "Were we talking to you?" Amy asked her.

            Amy reached her tent, and changed into the military camouflage and her army hat and boots.  She had never remembered being so scared in her entire life.  The Organization had basically won.

            "Times up, times up, everyone out!  Line up in order of your numbers!  I'll call role!  Thirteen, substitute in for Three, I don't want anyone finding out about this!  My system is all tied into perfection!"

            Aly sighed, and took her place between Two and Four.  Amy just stood there, staring in front of her to Six.  She stopped to look behind her, and Eight was able to offer her a brief smile, even though she too knew that it was over.  Amy wished that she could pass the smile on to Aly who could invariably start crying at any moment.

            Eight, though, felt an urge to look behind her, and poked Amy to alert her of the problem.  "Seven, get Five."

            Luckily, the man in camouflage was doing role call on the Andys, so Amy was able to alert her sister, who would then alert Aly.  "Five, get Aly.  Tell her to get One.  Eight says it's important."

            By the time they were all there, they found Amy, Number Nine had loaded her gun.  "She's going to shoot!" Andy Five shouted, running to try and stop her.

            But he was too late.  Everyone was in disarray because his or her guns were not yet loaded.  Some of them ran to hide, others tried to stop Annie from shooting, but she did.  Someone was hit, but in all of the chaos, no one knew whom.  The same questions lured in everyone's mind, and no one knew if their best friends, or favorite siblings or Organization members were alive or dead.