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Author's Note: I lost my chapter six until a day or so ago… which explains why this update took so long. School also started on the fifth, but all my classes are pretty easy, so that shouldn't be a problem.

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The Island Diaries

Chapter 6: What the Hell Just Happened?

"I'm going to die, aren't I, Mikey?" Mia asked, a reluctant laugh passing through her.

"No, Mia, you are not going to die, I just have to think of something…" Michael spoke softly next to her. The snakebite has swelled, now a large, red bump on her ankle. Mia had stopped crying, becoming accustomed to the numbness she now felt. Her body temperature was beginning to rise, giving her a huge headache and flushing her skin.

Suddenly Michael decided that he must leave to search for camp- wherever it may be. Lars would no doubt know what to do in a situation such as this. He was, after all, a bodyguard. What did they teach in those bodyguard academies if not how to remedy snakebites? Oh, God… Michael lamented. He didn't want to admit that the predicament was hopeless, but things did look pretty bleak.

Michael crouched down in front of Mia and looked straight into her eyes. "I'll be back soon. I swear it, Mia." He winced internally as Mia's fake weakened into a horribly sad expression. "I am going to find help."

Mia sighed. "Okay," she said. Michael began to get up, but Mia's voice stopped him. "But even if you don't make it back, and it turns out that after I pass out, ravenous beasts will tear at my flesh and my remains will be gradually consumed by maggots, and…" Michael smiled. Leave it to Mia to ramble even in a life-threatening scenario.

"What I'm trying to say is, Michael," Mia said slowly. "I'll always love you no matter what." She managed a soft smile that tore into him. For a minute he swore he couldn't speak.

"I… I…" Michael stuttered. "I really should hurry, Mia." She frowned. "But I love you too- way more than you'll ever know." He held her in a soft kiss and was off.

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It took what seemed to Michael several hours to find camp. He was running as fast as he could through the forest, and taking breaks to catch his breath every so often made him feel guilty. He was sure Mia had come to some untimely demise by now, but he couldn't think of anything else to do other than find Lars and hope for the best.

Lars was sitting on the beach, close to the tide, face to the ocean.

"Lars! Lars!" Michael ran to him shouting. When Lars finally turned around to look at the person who called him, Michael was shocked to see his face clouded over with grief, a glimmer coming from his eyes that Michael knew was tears.

"Yes, Moscovitz? What's happened?" Lars managed to holler, trying to be nonchalant about crying.

Michael's chest was still heaving from exhaustion when he stopped to tell Lars of his situation. "Mia… snakebite… forest!" He would ask about Lars's problems later, but they could wait for now.

Whatever previous anguish Lars had been feeling was replaced by new concern for the princess. His eyes were wide with shock as he began following Michael's lead into the forest. "Wait!" He stopped running and beckoned Michael into the crashed plane. "I have a map. I'm sorry for not telling you before, but-"

"Heh, actually," Michael started, pulling a thick, folded piece of paper out of his shorts. "I have your map." Lars looked even more shocked as he stared at what Michael held in his hand. Please don't be mad. I'll explain everything later- I promise. But we have to save Mia now."

"Right." Lars nodded. "There's got to be a first aid kit around here somewhere." He looked hurriedly around the useless plane, finally pulling out a fairly small white box. "Guess we'll have to improvise." He noticed Michael's face go pale and added, "Don't worry, I've been trained for things like this."

"Even snakebites?" Michael's anxiety was still acute despite Lars's reassurance.

"Yes," Lars said as he turned back to look at Michael. "Now let's go. Snakebites on this island aren't deadly, but we should still get a move on." He waited for Michael to be surprised that he knew their location, but then he remembered his map had already been stolen.

The two ran into the woods, searching for the tree with Mia sitting under it. Michael has notched an "X" in the trunk anyway, just in case Mia decided to crawl over to another tree to die. It was a dreadful thing for him to be thinking about right now, but it had been a good idea at the time.

After countless minutes of running through trees, things were starting to look up. Michael began to recognize more of the branched he had broken while on his way to get Lars, and he had only tripped a few times. Further and further he and the bodyguard ran, until Michael spotted the tree- Mia's tree, the tree with the "X"- but there was no blonde princess laying against it.

Michael spun frantically to look in every direction, but he could see her nowhere. Heartbroken, he collapsed on the ground, heavy with tears.

Lars's heart sunk at the sight of the boy. Michael's sadness almost reminded him of his own predicament. No, no, no… he thought. My personal matters should not get in the way of the princess's safety.

As Lars's eyes wandered from Michael, he saw something flash through the trees- a streak of brown skin, black hair. Another streak went by, and then another. Lars stood up, on his guard, but something suddenly lodged itself in his back- a tiny sting. The large bodyguard fell to the ground with a thud and Michael looked up.

"Lars?" Michael turned quickly to look at the man's body on the ground. "Oh, God, Lars!" He got up to run over to him, but he was soon stopped by the same sting that had stopped the bodyguard. A tear-stained and currently confused Michael fell backwards, landing on the soft forest floor, with only one thing on his mind. "Mia…" he sighed as his eyes slowly closed.

Author's Note: So that's chapter six.

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