Chapter Seven – The fall of The Blue One
Part Two"This is like in Lord of the Rings." Boone said in awe.
"Huh?" Jack asked moodily.
"Yeah, when Gandalf comes back."
"Oh yeah."
And there before them stood Sawyer – the White Lostie Ranger. Dressed in head to foot in white, he wore a smug look as he picked Locke up from the floor and whispered in his ear;
"I shall heal your back."
Releasing him, he bent down and picked a stick from the floor, smacking it against Locke rather hard, sending him to the floor once more;
"Walk my brother, you are healed."
Locke stood up and gasped; "My back is better! I'm the leader again!"
"No, Sawyer is! He's the white one."
"But… The Green one…"
"The Green One is nothing compared to the White One you idiot!" Jack shouted moodily, kicking his heel and looking at Claire, shooting her a moody look.
"Ok y'all – we need to get moving. I saw Charlie not far from here, follow me."
"NO!"
"What is it John?" Boone asked exasperated.
"I want the power! Me! I want it! So you give it!" He yelled, pushing Boone.
"Oh come off it John – I'm sick to death of you, why won't you grow up?"
Locke was about to retaliate when he saw something behind Boone – a plane. When he finally looked back at Boone, something had changed in the boy, blood was smeared on his face and he was looking to the sky.
"Teresa falls up the stairs, Teresa falls down the stairs."
"Who is Teresa?" Claire asked.
"Huh?" Boone asked, wiping the blood of his face; "Oh, Teresa. A nanny. I threw her down the stairs when she neglected to give me candy."
"Hey Boone" Locke began, evil grin across his face. "In the plane behind you, is candy."
"CANDY!" Boone screamed, running to the plane and climbing into it. "CANDY!" He shouted again, rocking the plane until it began to creak.
"Get down from there Boone!" Jack cried moodily.
"CANDY CANDY CANDY!"
Smash!
The plane came crashing down, Boone's body lost in the wreckage. "He's dead!"
"Yeah, how bout that." Locke said absent-mindedly.
"Where were you Sawyer?" Jack demanded moodily.
"I was picking my teeth, why what happened?"
"Boone died!" Claire cried, sitting on the floor.
"What the? John, your eyes!"
Locke's eyes had suddenly turned black, his face pale. Claire screamed as she looked at him – those eyes were simply terrifying.
"Aren't they cool?" Locke smiled, taking out the contacts – "I found them in the plane we crashed on."
Sawyer coughed uncomfortably. "We should go. I can't really be bothered to save Boone."
"NO!" Claire screamed, running to the plane. Jack pulled her back, a moody look on his face as he did so.
"He's gone Claire. He… He's gone."
"I'm not dead…" Came a soft voice from behind them.
"What was that?"
"NOTHING!" Locke shouted, and began to march – "Lets find that Rock God!"