Hi! Sorry this was late. I had an unbelievable amount of hw during the week. Thanks to TurtleMoose, AllzStar, and Scc for reviewing! From now on, I'll private message those who review my story, to save space.
Oh, and: 4 REVIEWS FOR CHAPTER 5! :]
Anyways, I was reading AllzStar's review when she came up with a few good points I hadn't noticed (or wanted to clear up):
1. Jack seems out of character (y'know, flirting with all the girls and such..), but I know for a fact what his character is like, and this is just an act. That's all I can say without killing the whole story.
2. The whole plane-crashing-on-the-island thing seems very Mary-Sue. The reason it crashed, though, was not out of pure luck. It was because in my story, that area around the island is very stormy. Pilots find it hard to navigate, so it's more likely for an accident to occur there.
3. There's a war going on in the story, but this story is MODERNIZED. Like WWII in the 21st century.
AGE:
Boys= 16 (littleuns= 9, 10, or 11)
Girls= 15
And TurtleMoose reminded me that Simon hasn't been in the story yet. This chapter has some Simon. More Simon in the next chappie. :]
Sorry if this chapter isn't the best, the fighting scene I thought was good, but I'm suffering writer's block. :[
One last thing: If you want to see if I'm writing my chapters or have writer's block or something, check out my profile. I post my story statuses there.
Okay, now that everything's cleared up, let's move onto the story!
Disclaimer: LOTF= Golding's, FA= mine.
Thanks for reading!
XoXo,
Aceline
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3rd Person, Girls POV:
"How much longer? When are we going to get there?" Amarie whined, after all, she had been walking through the jungle for around fifteen minutes.
"Oh, we'll be there soon," Jacqueline grinned.
Rose was stalking the two girls silently. She was unknown to Amarie but Jacqueline was quite aware of Rose. In fact, the two girls were part of a devious plan the redhead had put together.
'Wow, I'm doing a great job of being silent!' Rose thought happily. She avoided sticks or leaves that would make crunching noises if she stepped on them, and maneuvered behind trees that wouldn't disclose her location. Suddenly, a voice interrupted her thought process.
A boy's voice rang out through the dense trees and creepers. "Amarie? Jacqueline? What are you guys doing here?"
Simon. His black hair was plastered to his face, and his voice was soft. He seemed either nervous or shy to talk to the two girls.
'Thank God he didn't see me,' Rose thought with a smile.
Jacqueline was momentarily stunned. The boy would ruin her plan! If she told him Ralph had asked for Amarie, he would know that Ralph is probably somewhere commanding something. But there was nothing else to say! Unless…
While squeezing Amarie's arm as a signal to play along, Jacqueline said, "We're helping Jack hunt."
"Yeah, we're looking for berries and fruits and…stuff," Amarie nodded her head.
"Oh…but Jack doesn't hunt for berries. Piggy does!" Simon protested, raising an eyebrow.
'Dammit…he's on to us…' Jacqueline thought angrily, while also thinking of how to explain their presence.
Amarie stepped in. "Jack talked to Piggy. Jack told Piggy he'd show us where to look while they went to hunt for a pig."
"Oh…well I'll be by the fire with Piggy if you need help," he said.
And shortly after, he was gone.
The three girls were alone again, and the sun had finally set. The ominous dark clouds never disappeared, but a storm never broke out either. It was like the clouds were just trying to scare the denizens of the island.
"Why did you lie about Ralph?" Amarie asked, cocking her head.
"Because, he wants to see you in private," Jacqueline explained. 'Only a few more steps and I'll never see these two girls again!' "He's right over here," she said, guiding the two girls into a devil's trap.
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3rd Person, Island POV:
Ralph strolled through the field of grass where the girls were resting. He blew the conch, and immediately, all the girls filed out of the huts sleepily.
"What's going on?" April asked, rubbing her eyes.
"Dinner. You can just eat and then sleep. But you definitely need to eat," he explained.
"I wasn't not going to eat!" Mae laughed.
As all the girls stood in front of Ralph, he couldn't help but notice that four were gone.
"Hey, have any of you guys seen Rose, Amarie, Rebecca or Jacqueline?" he asked.
All the girls looked at each other and nodded 'no', turning pale. Every single person in that field knew the four girls hated each other…especially since the leader incident.
"Well…they probably just went to dinner early," Ralph said optimistically.
"How do they know where dinner is?" Maya asked, raising a good point.
"They could've followed the smoke. Anyways, let's just see if they're at the dinner area. If not…well, we'll decide later…since they're probably there already."
Maya nodded, and all the girls followed Ralph to the fire. They passed through the rocks, then the pebbles, then the jungle, and finally arrived at the beach again. Only boys were present.
"Has anyone seen Rose, Amarie, Rebecca, or Jacqueline?" Ralph asked the boys at the fire.
"I have," Simon said, "I saw Amarie and Jacqueline, I mean. They were in the jungle. They said they were hunting for berries, and that Jack was showing them were to look."
"What? That's ridiculous---"
"Piggy looks for berries!" Sam and Eric said.
"That's what I told them," Simon explained, "and they said that Piggy talked to Jack about it."
"I never talked to that demon," Piggy snorted, wiping his glasses with his shirt nervously.
"And what about Rose and Rebecca?" Ralph asked.
"I didn't see any of them."
"Knowing Jacqueline, she probably got angry at Amarie and wants to beat her up in private…" Maya said nervously.
April and Mae nodded. "She never lets that stuff go, y'know," April said.
"Yeah, she gets super mad!" Mae whispered loudly.
"We'll---" Ralph started, but they didn't get to finish, because war cries sounded through the beach from the jungle.
"Kill the pig…"
"Cut its throat…"
"Drink its blood!"
And the hunters repeated the crescendoed phrase. The hunters finally reached the beach with a large pink pig, after a while of singing a deadly song. Their faces were painted with blood. Dark blood seemed to spill all over the beach. The pig's limp body was dragged along the white sand, ruining its purity with deep red blood. Blood poured out its throat and its half-opened mouth.
Its stomach was slit where Jack gutted the animal. The pig's face was twisted with what looked like fear, and its now-cloudy eyes were bulging out of its small pink head.
'Obviously, they haven't seen a gutted pig before,' Jack thought with a smirk of triumph. The girls' faces were priceless. They all appeared to be pale with fright or nausea. 'Or a mixture of both.'
"What the hell is that?" Mimi asked feebly. "And what the hell are you guys painted in?"
"The pig's dinner and we're painted in blood," Jack said happily. He was proud of what he had caught. No one had ever caught a pig this full of meat…and he doubted anyone would.
"Though I'm starved, it's kind of hard to eat after seeing that animal," Maya said, a frustrated frown appearing on her eyebrows.
'Her face is filled with fear,' Jack noted excitedly. 'Should I keep up the act, or betray her trust now…or tomorrow…or sometime soon?' He was on an adrenaline high, even now, and his judgment was clouded with excitement.
After a few moments of thinking about trust, Jack decided that it would be more fun to see her broken after she thought someone loved her.
"Oh, by the way, have you seen Rose, Jacqueline, Amarie or Rebecca?" the brunette asked.
"No…why?" Jack said.
"Because they're no where to be found! I think we should look for them."
"We can't look for them at night on an empty stomach," Ralph said.
"This is urgent, though!" Mae yelled, to everyone's surprise. She stood up angrily.
Ralph was perhaps the most surprised, and he was shocked speechless.
"I'll go look for them, if you like," Simon said shyly.
"What?" April was surprised at the black-haired boy's brave statement.
"I can look for them. I know the jungle well, and I remember where I last saw them."
"You can't look alone. I mean…I'd go with you, but I'm exhausted and starved and---" Maya started, but a memory flashed into her head.
Three Years Earlier:
A class of schoolgirls played outside merrily on the last day of school. The physical education Coach, Coach Myers, had allowed them a day to do whatever they wanted.
Maya was alone, throwing a red kickball at the sullen grey brick building Mary Lou Tristen had ordered constructed a while back to make a school.
She gulped when she saw that the school bully was approaching her with a smirk…and that a new girl, Amarie, was with her.
"Maya, Maya! You're so weird…sitting here alone, playing some freak game…tell me, do your parents love you?" the school bully, Jacqueline, laughed.
"Of course…they do love me…they're…I mean…" Maya stuttered. Her parents had both commit suicide when she was five. No one knew why. Ever since, her younger brother had developed an extreme anger issue for some reason. Probably because of the lack of parents. The siblings lived with their grandparents. When he got mad at Maya, he threw sharp objects at her and occasionally shot her with his BB gun.
"Oh? Well then why did they kill themselves?" Amarie asked innocently. How did she know about this?
"They…they had issues! It wasn't because of me!" Maya said assertively.
Amarie shook her head. "Denial. Of course."
By now, tears were streaming down the brunette's face. The subject of her parents' death had always been hard on her, but hearing these girls talking about how it was her fault was like a punch in the gut.
"Leave her alone!" a blonde girl I'd never seen before yelled. She strode over, her hands clenched into fists.
"Rose? What the hell? Get out of this! Or join, if you want. We're on the subject of how parents commit suicide because of their ugly daughters!" Jacqueline smirked.
Maya opened her mouth to speak, but Rose yelled again: "Shuddup! It wasn't her fault and you know it!"
"Awww, standing up for her?" Amarie asked angrily, "No need. I'm sure her parents' death made her strong."
"Talk again and I'll hurt you!" Rose growled.
"I'm talking! Whatcha gonna do about it?" Jacqueline dared. Rose punched the redhead hard in the mouth.
"You bitch!" Amarie shrieked, as she saw a pool of blood form at the unconscious girl's mouth.
Ever since, Maya and Rose had been good friends, and Jacqueline and Rose had become worst enemies.
"I'll go," Maya corrected herself quickly. "I can barely walk, but I'll go." She stood up from a log. Her leg muscles hurt like hell, but all the times Rose saved her from mental and physical scars served as motivation to keep walking.
Simon nodded. He grabbed her arm to help her up, and they started to walk off into the jungle together.
"Wait!" Jack suddenly called.
"What's the matter?" Simon asked.
"Roger's missing…"
Ralph looked at the couple with deep blue eyes. "I'll go with you two," he said, "…and we need to hurry. I don't like how this is going."
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3rd Person, Missing Girls POV:
"Look, Ralph's right here!" Jacqueline grinned, "Oh, and Rose, I know you've been following us."
Rose stood behind a tree, a cold sweat suddenly washing over her. "How?"
"I heard you." It was a lie, but Rose would believe it.
She stepped from behind a mossy tree slowly.
"Rose! Don't ever do that again!" Amarie snapped.
Jacqueline started giggling. She couldn't help herself. Here they were, four girls, in the middle of an isolated island's jungle, and they expected to find the leader wanting to talk to one of them.
Then the giggling became manic, high-pitch squeals of laughter. Jacqueline laughed and laughed, and Rose and Amarie stared at her with wide eyes.
"Are you okay?" Rose finally asked.
"Yes! Yes, yes I am! Just go through those creepers over there!" the redhead said between fits of laughter. The reason she was laughing was because the two smartest people she knew were actually really dumb. Expecting to find their leader here and not watching on everyone else…the hilarity of it all!
Amarie looked at Rose and shrugged. They both ducked through vines and overgrown leaves…
To find a smirking Roger and Rebecca waiting for their preys.
"Where's Ralph?" asked Amarie angrily.
"You…You're…you're SO STUPID!" Jacqueline howled, laughing still.
Suddenly, Rose's mouth went dry and her knees buckled. A sickening feeling that felt like moths were trapped in her stomach spread through her body, leaving fear everywhere it went. "A trap…" she mumbled, her mouth feeling numb and useless.
"A trap…!" Amarie echoed, her mouth starting to feel numb too.
"Finally figure it out?" the redhead sneered. It seemed like her laughing fit was replaced with a sinister kind of evil. Her eyes narrowed, her face was red with hate, and she held some kind of knife in her right hand.
"Jacquie, put the knife down!" Rose said, assertively but calmly.
"No! And never call me Jacquie! It's Jacqueline!" she growled.
Amarie analyzed the situation Rose and her were in. There was no option of escaping. The jungle was too dense and complicated to simply run to safety. Rebecca was holding a double-edged wooden spear…it would be hard to fight her without getting hurt. Roger's sheer strength was all he needed to beat Amarie up, at least, but, just in case, he was holding a simple wooden spear. The way he was eyeing Rose was odd…what was he going to do to her…? And Rebecca was slowly advancing in on Amarie, a wicked grin spread across her face. Jacqueline was yelling at Rose about how she always hated her, how she would die now. Rose slowly moved backwards.
And as she saw Roger leap towards the blonde, she screamed out, "Rose, behind you!"
Rose spun around just in time for Roger to tackle her. "Get off of me!" she screamed, but the dark skinned boy had her pinned to the ground. As much as she kicked and struggled and yelled, she couldn't shake the teenager off.
Amarie started to run to save Rose, but a pale hand grabbed her by the shoulder and turned her around. It looked like there was no way to save Rose without going through Rebecca first.
Amarie POV:
Rebecca spun me around and I saw a punch start towards my face. I tried to grab her fist in my hand, and it worked temporarily. She just balled up her other hand into a fist and threw it at my stomach. I couldn't stop that one in time, and doubled over in pain.
She started the spear towards my bent neck, and I rolled to the side so the spear hit the soft, earthy ground. Rebecca was really serious about killing me.
I turned my head towards Rose, and saw her knee Roger. While he let go of her momentarily, she fish-rolled backwards and stood up. 'Rose's so flexible because of ballet, and she can fight. I've seen her beat up Jacqueline before. I know she can beat Roger,' I thought positively, so I could concentrate on my fight with Rebecca.
But soon after that thought, a new person joined my fight. Jacqueline.
The redhead launched at me, slamming the butt of her knife into my head. She was quicker than me, and I think the knife might've caused a concussion. I felt lightheaded and dizzy, and collapsed to the floor just in time to hear Rose cry out, "Amarie! Please! Get up!"
I wasn't unconscious…I simply didn't want to fight because of my newly obtained concussion. I couldn't leave Rose alone, though. I still needed to make up for revealing her secret. Roger probably wouldn't be doing this to her if it weren't for me.
So, slowly, I gripped the bark of the tree I was leaning on, and used it as a support to stand up.
Jacqueline and Rebecca were strolling towards Rose, so I utilized the opportunity for a sneak attack. Quietly but quickly, I snapped a twig off from the tree I was leaning on, and smacked Jacqueline at the back of her neck (A/N: I don't know if this is accurate or not, but I think that if you smack someone on the back of the neck they'd faint…). To my surprise, she let out a cry of pain and fell to the floor.
I really knocked her out!
Rebecca angrily spun around. She launched at me with the sharp end of the spear, and I leapt back just in time to only obtain a wide scratch on my cheek.
I gasped as my back hit a tree. I was cornered at a dead-end. And my back now hurt really badly. Rebecca aimed the spear at my throat, taking her sweet time to drag it back and forth along my jugular vein.
"Rebecca…you don't want to kill me…" I whispered, my eyes wide and my body numb and shaking with fear.
She giggled eerily. "Oh, you have no idea how much I want to kill you…"
Just as she started to press the sharp tip against my throat, a new voice joined the boxing ring.
"What's going on?" a panicky voice asked. Maya was here?
I flinched and cried out as Rebecca pressed the spear about ten times harder.
"Your life ends now…" the blonde whispered harshly. Her face was so close I could see all her traits. Her eyes were wide and filled with black hate. Faint traces of yellow freckles dotted her pale face. I could feel her chest heaving in and out slowly. Her mouth was partly open to allow more airflow.
I took a deep breath. 'I'm so young…' I thought sadly, 'I can't die now…'
Rebecca gasped as someone threw her off of me. Her blonde ringlets were tangled in the dirt and muddy earth, and her clothes were also caked with mud. She rubbed her sore head, but stayed on the ground. Hopefully she got a concussion too. I inhaled a deep breath of relief and grinned.
Ralph stood over Rebecca eyeing her angrily.
"What's going on?" Ralph yelled.
Maya stood behind Ralph, as though Rebecca might pounce at her suddenly. Simon, the quiet black haired boy, stared down at Rebecca with wide eyes. He knew all to well what happened when inner savagery was set free, and I had just witnessed it.
"Jacqueline set a trap! She led Rose and me here! Look! Roger's attacking Rose!" I explained frantically. But as I glanced left and right, I realized that neither Roger nor Rose were where they were ten minutes ago.
My heart race increased as I realized something else:
Jacqueline's knife was also missing.
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