Author's note - thanks for the reviews. I forgot how inspirational they can be. It's weird, Fanfic is the only place I'd ever 'publish' my writings. Sorry I singled Jackson out but y'know by watching the show, when you say sacrifice, Jackson comes to mind. It's adorable. Don't worry, he won't be a prisoner for long. Things will escalate and another member will succumb to capture, but it won't be by the tribe this time. Dun dun dunnnnn. I'm making it up as I go, but Iike it, so I hope everybody else does too. Enjoy. I'll try to make the next chapters longer but I'm very imaptient. I like updating. Which is a good thing for ya'll.

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"Hey, can you see that?" melissa asked Nathan squinting hard down at the Tribes camp. The group was lying on a cliff that over hung the camp, secluded by the tall, unkept grass. There was a crowd down below, but Jackson in his modern clothing stood out quite well.

"What are they doing?" Nathan asked, squinting hard.

"It looks like they're getting ready for a -"

"It's a race," Lex cut in. "It's the first trial. Jackson can't -"

"He ran pretty fast at the mazeathon," Daley murmured.

"Yeah, but that was to prove a point," Nathan mumbled.

"When you're not inspired you don't try as hard," Daley agreed.

"Aw, Nathan, you inspire Jackson. That's adorable," Eric chimmed in a sing song voice. Nathan flashed Eric a look.

"We should come up with a plan, so there's no hesitation tomorrow," Melissa said. "Hesitation kills."

"I agree," Lex replied.

"So how do we get in, free Jackson, and get back out without forfeiting our lives?" daley asked the group.

"We have to know the lay out of the camp and how many people there are. It'd help to know where these men are positioned, where the chief is positioned - when their guards change...if they have guards. Where they keep Jackson and -"

"Okay, we get the point Einstein," Eric interrupted.

"First, how many people are there?" Nathan stated.

Each of the team squinted down at the camp. "Whew, look at that yoda run," Eric murmured. Evidently Jackson had been motivated because he put more effort into the race than he had put into the mazeathon. "Ah, he almost had that."

"He was tripped," Melissa gasped.

"Yeah," Taylor agreed, just as indignant. "Those dirty tribes people."

"Hey, what would happen if he lost all the 'games'?" Eric asked, staring particularly at Lex.

"I don't know," Lex answered honestly. "He could be killed but then they wouldn't have any other sacrifice, right? Besides one of their own."

"And if that was the case then I doubt they'd be working on sabotage, right? They'd just let him win," Daley murmured, watching Jackson led back to his 'cage' in shackles.

"Well that's where they're keeping him," Nathan said, pointing at a cage in the middle of the camp - it wasn't too far from the entrance. "Maybe we can just barrell in there and free him. Maybe we can just bolt afterwards."

"That'd never work," Eric said almost immediately.

"It's too risky, Nathan," Lex agreed. "Stealth is probably our best choice, right now."

"But how can we be stealth when they're always around?" Daley asked.

Lex was really beginning to think the team was starting to appreciate him. They asked him directly more often, they had actually begun to listen. "Maybe they let down their guard at night."

"Hey, how come they set up more games but they've already taken Jackson to that cage?" Taylor asked.

"I dunno," Daley murmured what the group was thinking.

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"Balthazar would like to speak to the American failure," the chief informed Jackson. Jackson glanced away from the chief and noticed that every tribesmen were on their knees, bowing deeply.

"Cody Jackson," a deep voice grunted from behind the chief. Jackson jerked his head up. "Time you meet your maker."

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Interesting facts that has nothing to do with Flight 29 dwn, but with humans.

- had neanderthal birth rate been two percent higher, or their death rate been 2 percent lower -- they could've actually survived till today, despite their inability to adapt quickly.

- Grooming united Neanderthal tribes and aided them in survival.

- Neanderthal and modern man were not similar enough to be considered the same species but they were similar enough to produce offspring. Whether the offspring was fertile is still unknown. (because when species mix they might produce offspring- like the donkey and the liger, but those offspring cannot produce their own offspring)

- a skeleton was found that has the bones of a Neanderthal but the DNA and inner organs of modern man -- but the reporduction didn't help the Neanderthal's fate - their genes are nonexistent in modern man.