An alternate next chapter!

Me mate came up with a great possibility for chapter five that was just so funny I had to write it! Hope you like it… I know she'll be surprised to see it on line! It's not a POV chappie cuz it just aint…

Now to begin!

Charlie sat on his own in the caves; every day more and more people were taking 'day trips' down to the beach. He sighed and looked around, not even Sawyer or Sayid. To keep him company. He liked to stay at the caves because he used to be with his friends all day, now there was no one else there he was regretting his choice. He got up and headed towards the beach. On his way he ran in to a very unwanted person, the 'mystery man' from a few days ago. Charlie scowled, and would have ignored that man, if it had been for his gold underpants and boots ensemble.

The time it took to make that confused glare was all it took; he grabbed Charlie and dragged him off in to the forest. Charlie kicked and screamed like a little girl as he was dragged across the mountain to the other side of the island.

He saw more people, they looked at him, some grinned sadistically and others just blanked as they saw him go by. No one tried to stop the mad man pulling him by at all. Charlie was taken and thrown in to a pit, he sat in the pit quietly and waited, waited and waited, until he got bored and decided to try and escape. He stood up and pushed him self up to the rim of the pit, there he could see no guards, no one was watching him. He smiled to himself and climbed out, easy as pie. Mmmm… pie.

Smiling he ran quite quickly back to the caves, he got closer then realised, it was to easy, why had it been so easy to escape, people should have been watching him. There was a reason why they kept going for him, so why weren't they making sure he didn't escape? His pace slowed as he approached the cave, he heard voices, some were happy and some were angry or crying. Slowly he snuck around the tree line to get a good view, he saw them, the people from that creepy village on the far side of the island, and they had all of the other survivors tied up. He squinted to see that, in the distance, the gold panted man was kicking Sawyer REALLY hard. Charlie grimaced and thought about making some kind of amazing rescue mission, but, just as he was about to run away, some guards appeared. He gulped as the very tall men grabbed his arms and guided him in to the clearing; they were being very gentle and careful not to hurt him.

"Charlie!" Some of the others exclaimed, "We were worried about you." Jack said urgently as he looked up at Charlie.

"I'm fine." Charlie muttered as he was pushed to the ground, harshly this time. The gold panted man ran over and hit the guard.

"Don't lay a finger on him!" the man shouted. Jack looked at Charlie as if to ask him 'why?' but Charlie didn't make eye contact with any one. Sawyer was brought over and thrown to the floor aggressively.

"Sawyer!" Charlie shirked as he noticed that Sawyer was bleeding, he wasn't the only one. A very pale woman who was part of the others jumped down and bit hard on to Sawyer's bleeding finger. She sucked the blood off of it and sat up to a bunch of very odd looks, and a kick to the head from Charlie who fell on to his back in the process of kicking her.

"Sorry about that." A young male Other took the woman away and held her tightly as more blood came to Sawyer's wound. "She thinks she's a vampire. Sucks blood from anything, it's funny at first, and then it gets quite gross." Charlie actually smiled, he felt like this guy could be quite fun, and not just because he had an English accent!

The end!

Okay… this wasn't meant to be serious or good… but Mad's would luv to know what you think!