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Sunday: June 2nd, 2010 – 10:25 A.M. (Deserted Island: Northern Mountains – Viewing Platform)
Camille finished her announcement over the megaphone and giggled like a schoolgirl before throwing the speaker to the blood covered ground harshly. The bodies of Suzie and Moze were sprawled out like rag dolls and Camille was once again, happy with her work.
"Magnifique," Camille said in a hushed tone while observing the gruesome scene. She slowly crouched down over Suzie's stained duffle bag with a small smile of evil coming onto her face. "Fucking perfect," she chuckled lowly. She placed the Colt Python (that she stole from Owen after she killed him off) back into her own bag with the deadly Uzi she pillaged off of Simon (a.k.a. Cookie) and reached over to the two dead girl's bags with a lustful look on her face.
"Let's see what our peacemakers have hidden in their bags, shall we," Camille cooed with a quiet voice while opening both of the bags. "Jackpot…oh Tres Bien…you two got lucky. Well, that is until I came along and spoiled your fun."
Camille felt nothing…no pity…no sorrow…no guilt…not even happiness after she gunned down her two friends. In her hands was a weapon she retrieved from Suzie (a Katana). This isn't going to get any better if she continues to get hands on things like these. In Moze's…there were nothing but a pair of grenades…how lucky was she to get her little hands on such fabulous weapons.
"It was fabulous ladies…but I better run," Camille didn't make a single expression on her porcelain looking face. She resembled a plain glass doll by the way her face shined in the golden sun. Instead, she ducked behind the stone brick wall of the viewing platform and into the shadows after hearing someone scream at the top of their lungs.
"You Bitch! Goddamn you! Goddamn you to freakin' hell!" it sounded like a male…
"Well that's unpleasant, pity…I really fancied you two, but you had to be loud and obnoxious as always," Camille blankly stated before brushing her curly hair behind her slim shoulders. Once the barbaric screaming came to an end from far away, Camille swooped down the autumn colored hill and into the swaying trees…not making another sound. Fifteen down…Twenty-seven to go…She thought darkly to herself.
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Sunday: June 2nd, 2010 – 10:32 A.M. (Deserted Island: Hilltops)
Beck was blue in the face after screaming his heart out. "You Bitch! Damn You! Damn You to Hell!"
Katniss sat there with a solemn expression, her gray eyes glowing from the sunlight as she sat against the stiff tree. She was still shaking her head while looking down at her lap in disgust as her side braid slapped against her thin shoulder. Tori was on her weak knees, trembling as Beck continued to curse into the sky at the attacker. The poor girl shook like a rattle while rubbing the distraught boy's back soothingly with tears forming in her eyes. It was too much to bare…her friends were all dying. First her sister, now…it's just too much.
"Damn all of you who are playing this fucking game! Fuck you all!" Beck blasted at the golden mountain where the viewing platform stood, completely bathed in light. Little did he know…the killer was long gone…hidden in the trees and in the shadows. Lurking for another victim.
"Alright…" Katniss began with a deep breath while standing up onto her feet. Her small figure was shrouded by the tall tree's casting shadow. "Alright, show's over…let's head over to these so-called friends of yours. Any idea where they might be?" Everything was quiet…quieter than it could have ever gotten. Even the bluebirds and robins in the tall oak trees ceased their singing of melodies.
"Alright…" Beck repeated quietly after regaining his composure. "Alright…s-show's over?" he hissed in absolute anger. His fists were so tight that they began to lose all color and his teeth were barred in rage. He breathed deeply through them with a look or murder in his eyes. "What the hell is that! Do you even care that they died!" Katniss looked at him with raised eyebrows as if she had no idea what he was talking about. "Did their deaths mean nothing to you Katniss?"
"Of course they meant something," she quietly said back, a little hurt. Beck laughed at her response and shook his head causing all of his dirty hair to flail everywhere around his head.
"Sure…sure they did. You're a cold-blooded murderer…your no different."
"Beck!" Tori shouted in protest, "That's not right-"
"They died for what they believed in Tori! They…they died…trying to do the right thing," Beck cried while intensely staring at Tori with sorrow filled eyes. "And we…we just sat by and watched!"
"There was nothing we could do!" Katniss replied in distress, pounding the tree trunk with her fist.
"You don't understand Katniss…they were waiting," Beck's voice broke and it started to tremble. "They were waiting for me. They…were waiting for me to…to save them."
Katniss stood there, flexing her fingers awkwardly with a torn look on her smooth face. She hesitantly walked up to Beck and placed a firm hand on his shoulder before grinning at him. "It's not your fault Beck," she reassured him. "It's not my fault…it's not Tori's fault…and it sure isn't your fault! It's the government-the game-this entire system…that's screwed up. Not you or me…okay?" Beck stared into her eyes before nodding slowly and wiping his soaked eyes.
"Katniss?" Tori squeaked from the corner.
"Yeah?"
"Um…you seem so familiar with this sort of thing…" Tori tilted her head as she pointed this out and raised her eyebrows in confusion. "How come you seem so used to this?"
"Because…" Katniss drew in a long breath. "One year ago…my class…played here…as a part of this twisted competition!"
Beck's eyes shot open like blinds and his mouth resembled a fly catcher. Tori couldn't believe what she just heard…
"W-w-what?" was all she could get out.
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Sunday: June 2nd, 2010 – 10:54 A.M. (Deserted Island: Low Plains)
Andre could not stop running in absolute horror after hearing those dreadful machine gun bullets rip through the air. Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat.
It echoed in his mind…followed by the blood curdling screams directly after.
"No…" Andre panted deeply, while speeding through E8 once again (trying to get as far away from the gunfire as possible). "They…we were all…going…going to escape together…oh God!" Andre was on the verge of bursting into tears as he ran at full speed through the forest scenery. "This plan…was supposed to work…it had to work!"
Andre had all of his faith in this plan.
"What's that for?"
After hearing the gunfire from the mountains…followed by the screams over the megaphone…Andre's heart sank to the bottom of his body and he felt a cold chill run through him. That's when he turned around and bolted for his life…he felt bad but…he had to save himself.
"Oh! I'm planning an escape. It's foolproof!"
"Moze…why did this happen…why us!" Andre cried loudly into the thick treetops as he ran, his Nikes were beating the ground like a bass drum with every step.
"You have to really get the handle on the ball Andre," Moze laughs heartedly. They were both in the gym, and Moze was helping Andre with his free throws.
"Alright Mosely…cool," he nods with swagger before backing up, "Now let me give it a shot." Moze smiles and tosses him the ball. "Okay, let's do this thing."
You were legit girls…I'm sorry I couldn't do more, he leaned onto his defined thighs with exasperated breaths and felt his cheeks. They were absolutely hot and flushed… "They…died. Oh my God. Both…were killed…Suzie and Moze they…killed…they…I was just following orders and…I was." Andre was panting like a heat exhausted dog after running almost a mile in the wet and muggy heat. The bugs and sounds that nature provided only grew louder since the morning started and it was only adding to Andre's list of 'Things that will cause me to go insane' right behind "Killing my best-friend" at number one on the list…
"We're all gonna die huh?" Andre laughed while collapsing to the ground with his things in a heaping mess. "Oh man…this blows big time."
"You got that right," a voice chuckled from the shadows.
"Wh-w-what!" Andre stammered, leaping up in a split second. He grasped the hand of his fork with arms extended and gave the intimidating look he could possibly do. "I'll kill you! Just g-go away or…or! I'll kill you!"
"Or else…you'll stab me to death with a fork? Oh man that's rich, gonna fork me to death!" the voice howled with laughter.
Who is this guy…he must think he's some comedian!
"Oh shit…that was a bad pun…like hella bad bro. Sorry."
"Just shut up. Who are you?" Andre questioned with a shaky voice. The fork was slipping from his hands due to all the sweat his palms were producing.
"You doin' alright butterfingers?"
"Shut up man!" Andre shouted in complete fear and rage. From the shadows, emerged a figure with shaved hair that was tined gold. It was Jake Collins…the smart-mouth wiz kid…and he had the biggest smirk on his face.
"Aw…Andre…did I hurt your feelings," Jake mocked in a baby voice.
"J-jake! Jake! It's you!"
"Yo Andre. Sorry for the lame jokes, how're you holdin' up buddy?" Jake beamed. Andre was beyond ecstatic to see his friend Jake (the point guard on the basketball team). He had hope…he had another shot.
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Sunday: June 2nd, 2010 – 10:54 A.M. (Deserted Island: Hilltops)
Katniss' POV
At first I'm hesitant to show these two my past…but I have no other choice…they have to know. I feel the warm light touch my skin as I brace myself for the emotional throwback that is about to occur. "That's right…I played this sick game before," I sigh in utter disgust. I'm not proud but…I am grateful for what it has taught me.
"You serious!" Beck cries. You know…he's actually starting to grow on me…but his mouth is as big as a- never mind…
"Dead serious you two," I reply bluntly. "My class was forced to participate in this just like yours…and man was it a long three days…"
I see the horror and shock that is written all over Tori's face as she stares intently at me in awe. "That…can't be…" she says in a quiet voice. I shake my head in disagreement and pat my hand on the soft grass as I sit down with my legs crossed.
"It's true…as much as I want to forget and convince myself that it didn't occur…I just can't," I sigh in annoyance at this whole damn situation we're in. So pathetic this government is. Preying on the innocent…preying on teenaged children…despicable.
"But…how are you here again? With our class?" Tori asks me with a tone of curiosity mixed with confusion in her voice.
"Basically…back in 2008," I began "my class was about to graduate and to celebrate…we got news that we were going on a class trip. Sure, it was unexpected…but I was excited and what seventeen year old girl doesn't want to go to Disney Land? Anyways, as we were driving down…we realized something…something strange."
"What?" Beck asked in interest as he leaned against the burly tree trunk.
"Well, while we were headed to our 'destination' the driver put on some sort of mask…like-"
"A gasmask," Tori says for me in a fearful whisper.
"Yep…before we knew it, we all were on this exact same island. Collars, weapons and killing."
"No way…no freakin' way," Beck groans in denial, "You had to go through all this crap before?" I simply nod with a grunt. That's right Beck…I know all there is to know…so listen to me when I say not to run out there like an idiot. I shake off my thoughts and cough subtly into my toned hands.
"Sadly…I lost myself…I forgot who I was…who I could trust…it was a mess, but I won…through it all, I finally made it out alive but I still felt empty inside," I chuckle from all the memories flooding back into my troubled mind. Some of them were graphic and cause me to wince or squirm while others were warm and heartbreaking which caused me to smile or purse my lips to hide my true emotions.
"You won?" Tori beamed with depressing eyes.
"Yes…I'm not proud, but I'm happy to be able to live out my life."
Unlike my other classmates… I think sadly to myself after finishing this statement.
"Uh," Tori awkwardly bites her lip before continuing. "What happens…to the winners Katniss?"
"Oh," when I won…it wasn't worth it. All I got was a sticker saying "Hope you Had Fun", a photo signed by the president (which sadly resembled a five year old writing chicken scratch) and a stern warning that if I ever…ever talked about the games…well, let's not get too detailed. "Basically…the only thing I actually got that was worth while was my life. When you win, you board a government-mandated ship and head back to the ol' U.S. and go home…When I came back home, it wasn't as great as I thought it'd be. Everything had to go on as if nothing had occurred. My family welcomed me home in tears but the next day was…normal. It made me sick how it was forgotten so quickly. All those lives…and no one gave a damn." I grunt in pure anger as the face of my teacher…Mr. Snow…popped into my mind. What a monster he was…
"Have fun…it'll be the last bit you'll have so make the most of it," He says as we leave the classroom and go out to kill like animals.
Not this time…I won't lose myself to this game…I have people I can trust! I look over at Tori who is smiling at me with great reassurance. Her caramel skin glowing in the sunlight. Beck gives me an irritating smirk that would charm any…naïve girl, but not me…ugh, guys like him are overrated but, he has a great heart. He's amazingly kind, caring and not afraid to stand up for what's right…now that is what I admire in a guy!
"Man…it must be tough. Why did you get held back though?" Beck asks with a gentle voice as he continues to smirk. Ugh! You are so full of it! Forget his smile Katniss…Forget it…
"Sometimes…but not all. The only reason I had to repeat my senior year was because I missed my final exams due to being in the hospital…"
"But…you had to move too?" Tori is pulling blades of grass from the hot soil.
"Yeah…my family and I decided to relocate to New York last year after hearing about your, as I mom called it 'School of legitimate prestige'. Before the summer ended, I was enrolled into Class 3-C. What a coincidence, eh?" I chuckle almost lowly which causes began and Tori to stir uncomfortably in their places.
"No. Katniss! They can't do that! They can't make you play again can they!" Tori rants from her spot with a look of anguish and compassion.
I simply shrug my shoulders with a calm laugh, "Meh, Déjà vu you know?"
"This is awful! Don't joke!' Tori wails, leaping over to me with tears in her brown eyes. She looks straight into my eyes as if she's a lost puppy. "Don't joke about this."
"Okay, okay. But remember this…I have experience so…in a way, you guys have a step-up advantage on anyone here. You're so very welcome," I laugh with an arched eyebrow as the weather intensifies and the heat gets even more moist. The moisture creeps onto my forehead and gives me the impression that I'm sweating horribly.
Tori and Beck smile wide at me with great appreciation before looking at one another with extreme looks of hope. They seem trustworthy…maybe I can put my faith in them. Yeah! This time…it'll be different.
"Katniss! I'm sorry! I didn't mean it! I'm sorry! Come back!" a voice yells from behind me as we come to the close of our BR competition in 2008.
I snap out of my painful trance and remember something crucial. The shotgun shots I fired for Moze and Suzie…Someone was probably tracking them as we speak.
"C'mon guys. We have to move now. Best to cover our tracks and move to another site…"
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Sunday: June 2nd, 2010 – 11:20 A.M. (Deserted Island: Riverbank)
Poor little Molly Garfunkel was hysterical. As she was wandering over to C5 on her map…she heard it. Guns and screams of complete terror. After hearing Suzie begin to cry for help in desperation, Molly took off running blindly to where she was supposed to meet Lucy with tears pouring from her innocent eyes. Now, it was almost noon and Lucy was nowhere to be found…
The river streamed down and gleamed with the gold as it flowed in pure freedom.
I wish Jade were here… Molly thought to herself in pure fear while sitting down, hugging her knees tightly.
"I just don't want you to get hurt Molly,"
"Thanks Jade, but I can take care of myself. Okay?"
"No. I can't Jade…I need your help," Molly sobbed lightly into the hem of her skirt causing it to stain a little bit but she couldn't care less. She was terrified…
Molly loosened her tight grip and remembered something instantly. She had to check the barn on her map so that she could trace the path she used to get here. One thing Molly didn't want was to get lost…of all things, why get lost in a place where anyone can pop a bullet into you?"
"Okay…" she whispered with a giddy tone, "Let's see here." Molly traced her index finger all the way from C5 to the barn which was hidden in the F6 box on the thin map. "Yes. I can find my way back if I just follow this path…"
Lucy…Grace…Jade…Molly. The four bad girls of Garside. The group every student feared the most with Lucy as their beloved ring leader. They were referred to as the blood babes…mostly because they were involved in all kinds of violent crimes that involved prostitution.
"That's right…just make them happy Molly…please the customer…"
"Please…the customer?" Molly sobbed again into her small hands as a blast of heat moved in on her from the east. "Where's Lucy? I'm scared…I miss her…I miss them all," Molly wept into her moist hands.
Not so tough now, huh, Molly? The crying girl thought with amusement as she sobbed harder with each second that passed by.
"Give me your cash Crabgrass!" Molly demanded with at lunch as she stood in front of the girl with glasses; Jade, Grace and Lucy right behind Molly to back her up. "I said give me yer Money!"
Not so tough…not that you're all alone…
"Lucy…you'd know what to do," Molly smiled through her tears and breathed deeply through her button nose. Molly felt relief after thinking about Lucy and what she would come up with. "Lucy always knows what to do!" Molly continued to shower Lucy with unimaginable praise as if she were standing on a pedestal right before her. Molly idolized Lucy and did whatever the red-streak haired girl asked in a pleasing attitude…
"That's right…just make them happy Molly…please the customer…"
"But…I…this is wrong Lucy…"
"Oh please…just do it."
"B-but…this is what hookers do…"
The hotel room gleamed with pink fluorescent lights that hung over the queen sized beds on each side of the sleazy room. Molly was standing on the dirty white carpet in a super short leather skirt with a pair of high heels on. Her face was caked in cheap makeup and her body reeked of perfume…Grace was in the chair next to Lucy counting the cash that the clients handed over the day before in the alley.
"Yep, it's all here Lucy," Grace giggled stupidly as always while chewing her gum.
"Perfect…now Molly, make yourself look irresistible on that bed," Lucy cooed pointing her finger towards one of the old beds provided in the hotel.
"But I…this feels dirty," Molly says in embarrassment, looking down at her black heels in shame.
"Oh get over it. They're gonna be here any minute and when they do…you and Jade need to give these fuckers the time of their lives," Lucy replied in impatience while checking the time on her dark red Pear Phone. The dim lights grimly lit the room which gave it a creepy feel…like in the horror movies.
"C'mon Molly...just do it. It won't be that bad."
"That's how it always was in Lucy's gang…her way or…I'd rather not mention that actually," Molly shivered from Lucy's past recollections with people who crossed her in all the wrong ways. One of them wound up getting nine stitches in his left leg…
"Come on babe…we're not finished yet," the nasty man said from under the bed covers. Molly felt disgusted…she was only in her underwear and stood at the end of the bed with tears in her large eyes.
"I can't…I just can't…" Molly kept saying quietly. Lucy tried to comfort her but…it didn't do much good.
"Molly. What the hell is your problem?" Lucy snapped with her hands on her curved hips. Jade was doing fine in the other bed and probably making Lucy proud.
"I feel so gross…so dirty Lucy..."
"I see. Oh well, it's okay Molly." Lucy red lips curved into a smile.
"Really?"
"Yeah! I mean…every penny counts right? Don't worry…it always hurts the first time…" Lucy snickered in a morbid tone.
"Wait…she's a virgin?" the pervert chuckled darkly.
"That's right…but, it'll cost you extra to be the first one she sleeps with," Grace chimed in, holding out her hand for more cash.
"No prob," he handed the extra money to her and then…had his way with poor Molly.
"Ten bucks more for the virgin…" Molly repeated in tears. She felt hurt and used ever since she met Lucy but…Lucy always gave her whatever she wanted in return. All four of these girls were family and nothing would change that. "Lucy…Jade, I miss you so much." Just then, a rustle of leaves sent an alarm through Molly's mind. She spun around with her shurikens and waved them around as if she had the slightest idea of how to use them.
"S-s-stop-p right t-t-there!" her voice trembled as the tears still continued to pour endlessly from her face.
"Molly! Don't! It's me."
That voice…it's…it's Kirby!
Kirby stood right there in front of her with a bright smile on his face. "God…I'm so glad I found you."
"K-Kirby…" Molly gasped in overwhelming joy while leaping up excitedly and into his warm arms. He held her there with a calm smile and she felt it…she felt safe. "Kirby… You found me! I can't believe you're here with me! I can't believe it!" Molly cried in pure bliss, her tears staining his white dress shirt.
"Sh, sh…it'll be okay…I'm here for you Molly."
"I was so scared Kirby! I thought I'd never see you again and I...I'm so happy it's you. Thank You Kirby, I missed you so much" Molly felt a wave of peace go over her. She was with him. She was finally with the boy she loved. She was with the one boy that understood her as a person.
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There you go! Katniss was a previous survivor! Molly finally found someone she loves and can trust even after her past! Will Andre and Jake come up with a wicked plan of their own?