We just want to say to Carnivorous Pineapple, it is possible to have a 17-year-old take out a full-grown man, especially with a knife in hand. Believe us, we would know. These aren't your typical "mary-sue's" that you know so well. These girls have secrets that are yet to be discovered just like every other character on the island. Plus, how can the characters be back in character when we aren't even sure what their definite character is? They are constantly changing, but you have to look in depth at the show to realize that, at least our other readers and us have. So, to the readers that enjoy the story, here we go!!!
--------------------The monster towered over us. It panted and roared with hunger. Its head was massive, bigger than our group of six combined. Its teeth were as sharp as butcher knives and as long as my arm. I cowered in fear and Sawyer moved in front of me. The creature advanced and we all stepped back. We heard the rustle of leaves scarcely behind us, when all of a sudden a bright light shot past us. It flew and hit the creature right in its eye. It howled in pain. We all turned to see Jack, Sayid, Locke, and Boone emerge from the woods. Close behind, Michael appeared with a smoking flare gun in hand. They grabbed each of us and we ran towards the caves, as the monster ran for sanctuary in his.
We got to camp safe and sound. Well, okay, not too sound. Ethan was constantly yelling at us to let him go, Charlie was screaming at him asking where Claire was, Jack was yelling at all of them to shut up, Becca looked as if she was ready to skin Sawyer alive, and me...I just watched it all unfold. I heard a whine and turned to see Bosco come limping over, his tail wagging. I bent down and whispered in his ear and he barked in approval.
"Bosco wants to say something!" I yelled, knowing no one would listen. I nodded to my dog and he shot off and ran at Ethan. He snarled and bared his teeth, which shut up Ethan pretty quickly. Him shutting up stopped Charlie from yelling and then Jack didn't have to tell anyone to shut up any more. Now, to tell Becca. She looked like she was ready to rip off Sawyer's head.
"All right everyone just calm down." Jack told us.
"What's he doing with you Kris, because I'm glad he helped you and all, but after what he did..." Becca started. She watched as Sawyer started to walk off to get some water and saw her chance. She ran at him and hit him with such force that she tackled him to the ground. She was about to hit him when I intervened.
"BECCA! Stop! That's enough!"
"Why? He hurt you Kris! He deserves this!"
"He never hurt me...and besides."
"Come on darling, you know you want to. Go ahead...hit me. Come on...DO IT!" Sawyer yelled at her.
"Sawyer, shut up!" I snapped at him.
"I'll hurt him, I swear I will!" Becca said as she huffed in anger.
"Becca no! He's my cousin...our cousin. Well, your second cousin really."
She sat back, "What!?"
"He's my cousin."
"I'm still not registering any of this, he's our what?"
"Cousin, doll. She said it three times already." Sawyer said as he pushed himself to his feet.
"Is this a joke?" Becca asked. The camp had gone completely silent as they watched us.
"Kris, what are you saying?" Jack asked as he walked forward. "That's impossible. Sawyer could never be your cousin. He's too old to be. Plus, his parents are dead, that means that your aunt and uncle would have to be dead."
"Well, guess what Jack, it is possible." I walked over and advanced on him. He backed up and hit a tree. "My aunt and uncle died the same way Sawyer's parents died. He was eight when they were killed. He knew he had other family, and well, I'm it."
"You don't want Sawyer as a cousin."
"Shut up Jack! It's my turn to talk. I have a few problems with you that I want to sort out. One has to do with our pasts. I know you had a painful past, but everyone does. That's no excuse to act the way you do sometimes."
"How I act?"
"I'm not done!" I snapped. "You've been going around telling people that their ideas for escape are barbaric. Maybe some are, but some are really good too. Take Michael's plan for example. Building a raft, might work if a normal person were to do it, but Michael's different. He knows exactly how to build these things, so I advise you to give him a chance. It seems to me that you aren't too keen on getting off this island. What's back home that you can't face?"
I slowly let him go and took a step back. Jack stared at the camp then turned to me, "You stay out of my problems. You have no idea what my past is!"
"I know I have no clue, but look around Jack! All these people...everyone here...they all have secrets. I had had an aunt and uncle that got killed, and a cousin that was left behind. Becca's almost killed two people. You watched people die. Michael lost the love of his life and his son. Locke used to be paralyzed in one leg, and Charlie was a drug addict. We all have our problems Jack, we just have to be willing to face them."