Lost
Mysteries Revealed
Chapter V
Hugo Reyes and Sayid Jarrah stood motionless as the man who took Walt stood infront of them, two men on each side of him. "Zeke" as Sawyer called him, he said with a heavy voice and a southern accent "Have you seen Michael as of late?" He laughed heavily. Sayid's face grew with anger, Hurley turned to Sayid and said quietly "Dude, Just keep calm…I'll take care of this." Hurley spoke up "Well…If you're the same guy who shot Sawyer, Where'd your beard go?" He looked to Sayid and then to Zeke, who's face grew somewhat angry "Your friend has defected to help us…He is very happy about this." Sayid looked at the cleanly shaven man wearing a light blue long sleeve shirt and said "Michael would never help you…The very people who stole his child." Zeke laughed slightly and yelled out "Come on out, Michael!" A figure appeared out of the bushes, African-American by the looks of him. As it was night now, The only available light belonged to Zeke and the Others, the man Hurley and Sayid was in fact Michael Dawson himself.
Libby and Ana-Lucia were washing out dirty glasses in the kitchen area of the hatch, although Ana-Lucia never liked to do this kind of work, it was good to get to spend some friendly time with her companion from the tail section. Ana kept her eyes on the cup she was washing out and said to Libby "I think that Hurley guy like you…He's probably trying to make you give him your father's company…" Libby turned to her and said "You don't think he's nice?" Ana laughed slightly and said "I've got my eyes on other trophies, Libby." Libby laughed and went over to the water bottles and picked one up. "I'm gonna go see if he needs some water…" Ana said quietly "Good luck with that, Libby." Libby hastily left the hatch and into the jungles in search of Hurley.
Michael Dawson walked out of the bushes behind Zeke, a loaded machine gun in his hand. He turned to Sayid and Hurley and said "I'm sorry, I am doing what needs to be done to save my boy…" He held up his rifle at Sayid. He was about to shoot, but Zeke lowered the barrel of the gun towards the ground and said sternly to Michael "Not yet…He instructed us to keep them alive until He says so." Michael hesitated and nodded to Zeke. There was rustling in the bushes behind Hurley, Libby came running out with a bottle of water in her hand. Michael pushed Zeke out of the way and raised his machine gun as she startled all of them, he fired two shots into her chest and Libby dropped to the ground. The bottle landed at Hurley's feet, Zeke turned to Michael, his face etched with surprise and horror and he said to Michael "…She wasn't on the list! What is He going to say?" Michael turned to Zeke, his gun barrel still smoking from the shots. He yelled to Zeke loudly "I don't care what He says! I want my boy back like we agreed! I killed one of them like the deal!" Zeke yelled to him "You were supposed to get the name from Him!" There was silence and a yell from Hurley to all of them, his pistol raised at Michael, tears running down his face, anger in his eyes. Zeke turned towards Hurley and said sarcastically "You may be able to hit a Dharma initiative can…but I highly doubt that you can actually take one" Hurley fired his gun at Zeke, grazing his neck. Zeke grabbed his now bleeding neck and swore under his breath. His knees were on the ground and one hand on the ground for support, the other hand on his neck to stop the bleeding from the graze.
He was immediately struck on the head from behind by a pistol butt and fell to the jungle floor, unconscious from the blow. There was a young woman's voice behind him, the bodies of Zeke's bodyguards, each shot through the skull with a silencer attached to the pistol. Sayid looked at her with astonishment as Hurley was trying to help Libby as best he could. The woman, her face cloaked in the darkness of night, only by the Other's torches did Sayid see the woman's face. Michael turned into the woods and said to Sayid angrily "I'll be back around…" The woman said to Sayid "He's out for now, You'd better get her to your hatch…She needs medical attention immediately." Sayid turned to her and said questioningly "How old are you?" The woman hesitated and said "…Sixteen, Why do you ask?" Sayid said in disbelief "It can't be…Alexandra Rousseau…" The woman walked forward and the torches shaded light on her face, it was in fact Alexandra Rousseau, Danielle Rousseau's daughter taken from her sixteen years ago by the same Others who took Walt.