WARNING: THIS FANFICTION CONTAINS MAJOR SPOILERS FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO HAVEN'T FINISHED THE GAME! THIS IS ALSO RATED M FOR GOOD REASONS, SO ONLY READ IF YOU ARE MATURE ENOUGH TO HANDLE IT.

BS: Ok chapter 2, exciting no? I don't own Far Cry 3 or any recognizable characters. I do own my OC, Chelsey Lidell. Anyways, in other news, tomorrow I'm hoping to check out a copy of Hatchet by Gary Paulson so I can get a better view of what it would be like in this situation, and due to that I may not be able to update tomorrow. MAY. This is a slim chance that I won't since I hae most of it written, but I feel it isn't that realistic in this case. Anyways, just letting you know that I'm planning on actually updating tomorrow or wednesday for sure, and if I don't tomorrow there will be 2 chapters updated Wednesday to make up for it. So yeah, enough of explaining, time for the review thank yous and onto the story :)

Now imma try the whole writing to the users/guests who reviewed last chapter :)

EvaTheNymphe: I know I already messaged you, but thanks for telling me that Vincent was actually named Vincent, saved from making up a name for the kid.

SharpAngels: Thanks bro and I'm going to go back and try to fix some things once the whole thing is posted and I watch more of the cut-scenes for this scene in the game. :)

GamerGirl: I KNOW RIGHT? Like Far Cry is a beast and I just can't understand why there isn't like a million fics for this by now. Not to be all sexist or anything, but all the fics I've read seem like they were written by girls, so maybe since Far Cry 3 is made more for men than girls there may not be that much unless is an OC or JasonXVass/Hoyt thing. :/ depressing, but hopefully some more will pop up soon. :)

Ace (guest): Thanks for the support, I'm hoping to finally finish a fanfic for once! Haha

Lucky Lily 3496: Oh meh bejezzus, I really wanna rip Buck a new one. UGH I hate that fool. At first I was all like, huh, he's kinda good looking, and then he was said the whole 'this is some fucked up foreplay' and immediately I was like "O_O nope, we're done! Fuck you, fuck your open t-shirt, we're done!" anyways, just saying, Vaas is the shit as well, but I'm a Keith lover through and through even if that shit with buck happened haha. And Ill give your fic a shot if its posted, seems pretty legit.

Chapter Two: Rook Island

"Hey, Babe, time to get up." I groaned and clung closer to my fiance, feeling his chest vibrate with a chuckle as I did so.
"I like it better here." I smiled, sighing contently as I looked up into his stunning blue eyes.
"Well, after we go skydiving..." He trailed off, his hand tightening around my bare waist slightly and suggestively and I laughed as he nuzzled into my neck affectionately.

"I'm holding you to that then." I let him go, kissing him briefly before getting up and starting to get dressed. I rifled through my bag and tossed on a gray-blue spaghetti strapped tank top that came to right above my navel and a pair of form fitting black jeans. As I was tying a black bandana around my neck, I glanced at the nightstand, smiling as I walked over to it and picked up the glimmering object attached to a silver chain. I held the diamond engagement ring between my thumb and pointer finger, a feeling of giddiness flowing through me at the fastly approaching date.

"Excited?" Keith murmured, arms wrapping around my waist and his chin resting on my shoulder as he looked at the shiny object.

I turned my head slightly to look at him. "Are you?" I asked, seeing a soft smile forming on his face.

"We're going to be married in a few days, and I'll have you all to myself. Of course I'm excited." He rested his forehead against mine and I closed my eyes, smiling happily.

"Are you sure it's not the honeymoon you're excited for." I asked playfully and he chuckled.

"That too." He confirmed and we sat there for a few moments in our own thoughts. Content with each others presence. I couldn't have asked for better. Sure, Keith had a...history of getting into brawls and having a short temper, but it was only with other guys. I knew I wasn't just reassuring myself either since half the time he treated me like I was some porcelain doll, and when he wasn't...well let's just say it's the type of situation where it was damn near impossible for him not to be.

"We should go, everyone is probably waiting." I muttered quietly, barely above a whisper and I felt him nod.

"Yeah."

"Yeah!" I yelled out excitedly, the wind brushing past my face and making it go numb. We were falling towards the island Doug had told us about, going who knows how fast towards the lush green land. I did a few flips and whirled around with everyone else, smiles on all our faces. It was the most exciting thing we've ever done before-to the point it was addictive. Now I understood why Jason was so eccentric when it came to this stuff.
"Pull the parachutes!" Jason called out to us, and I pulled the cord to unleash it. I felt myself jolt back a bit and start to slow down, bracing myself as my feet touched the sandy beach. I stumbled a bit, waiting till everyone landed before we started to take our stuff off.
"That was amazing." I laughed, getting nods in agreement while we pulled our suites off. I let the pack fall to the ground, stretching a bit and rubbing my face to get some feeling back into it. Skydiving looks a lot scarier than it was to be honest, and I wouldn't mind doing it again a few more times.
"So what are we doing first?" Liza asked once we were all set, glances being cast around as we waiting for someone to have an idea.
"We could explore for a while?" Daisy suggested, a moment of silence passing as we thought about it.
"Let's roll people!" Ollie settled the manner as he started off in a random direction down the beach. We laughed and followed after, finding anything and everything and making it ridiculous.

"Hey, a coconut tree." I pointed up the tree after we walked for a while.
"I got this." Jason stepped forward, running up to the tree and kicking it. Nothing happened for a second, but then there was rustling sound and a coconut fell towards Jason. He caught it and held it up with a grin, like some sort of trophy before tossing it to Grant, who tossed it towards Vincent.
"No coconut for you!" He yelled comically, eyeing us each individually as he held the coconut close to him. The rest of us laughed at his antics, soon starting to explore more.
Through the day we found lots of things to do, like jet skiing, scuba diving, driving around, and we even spotted some of the island's wildlife.
"What kind of bird you you suppose that is?" I asked, watching as the ostrich shaped bird walked a few feet away from us. It was ebony black on its feathered body, with long bare legs and sharp claws, as well as the same colored beak. Its face and neck were a vibrant blue, and tan feathers stood straight up off its smaller head in a mohawk fashion. It's beady eyes spotted us, its head moving up to look straight at us, though it did nothing.
"It's kinda cute." Ollie said, starting to walk towards it.
"Ollie, I don't think you should do that." I told the blonde as I continued to look at the strange bird. "It could freak out or something."
"Don't worry about it, look, it's completely harmless." Ollie approached it, but as soon as he got close enough to touch it, the bird hunched up its back and stuck out its neck in warning. It made a weird screeching growl sound, causing Ollie to back up. Apparently that wasn't enough, cause' soon it was charging him like it wanted to kill him.
Even if it was, it was still pretty funny to watch him run in circles away from the large hostile bird.
Next we went diving-cliff diving to be exact. It was fun as hell once you did it, but unlike skydiving it was scary as hell to even jump to begin with.
Well, I didn't get much say anyways, cause' as soon as Jason had jumped and got to shore, Keith had scooped me up and jumped off without hesitation. I screamed out in half surprise and half just to yell, and as soon as we hit the water Keith let go of me so I could get to the surface. He grinned boyishly at me and I laughed, hitting his arm lightly before we swam to shore.
And as if diving off a cliff and plane wasn't enough, we went hang gliding. Yeah, found a few hang gliders, and glided that shit. It was pretty awesome. We landed by some old building, and with some encouragement, we went exploring some more. It wasn't as exciting as the beach, but it satisfied our curiosity for the place.
All in all, it was a good afternoon and we soon found ourselves back at the beach where we started, laughing and talking amongst ourselves about what had happened that day.
"Hey, hey I thought Doug said there weren't people on the island." Riley announced, gaining all of our attention towards the quickly advancing red jeep.
"There they are! Get them!" One of the guys in the jeeps yelled. He wore a bandana on his face and his red shirt had a black skull and crossbones on it. Judging from the fact the others in the jeep were wearing the same get up, it wasn't hard to tell we needed to leave; and fast.
"Everybody run!" Grant yelled, being the first to put two and two together. This island was pirate infested; we were in their territory now and I don't think you could get any more fucked than were were that very moment.