Ahh! Time to find out what will happen between Stevie and Nelson!

Sunday: June 2nd, 2010 – 2:46 P.M. (Deserted Island: Southern Mountains)

"C'mon Stevie! You gotta outrun that bastard!" Stevie panted while dashing through the trees. She felt like she was on top of the world as the wind rushed past her face and through her hair with each long stride. She had managed to successfully cover over 20 meters and still ran home free with a triumphant grin on her intelligent face.

I did it! I made it! Take that Nelson…you disgusting asshole! W-wait what?

Stevie screamed in overwhelming pain after feeling a piercing blow go right through her other 'untouched thigh' while she was in midair. Damn! Are you fucking kidding me!

As she stumbled on her now fresh wounded leg, her face grazed the side of a rough barked tree and landed into the pile of golden leaves with a thud. "Ugh!"

"Today…is not my lucky day. I guess arrows find me attractive," Stevie hissed after cracking a grim joke. She observed the arrow sticking from the back of her bloody thigh and twisted around slowly while taking sharp breaths through her clenched teeth. She then touched the side of her face that hit the jagged tree bark and widened her eyes in anger. Her perfect face…had a rough cut on it. That son of bitch!

"That asshole! He…he scarred my face!" she growled in complete rage. For some strange reason, Stevie found her face way more important than her gushing leg…I guess looks matter when you're trying to impress a guy you like…

Red blood dripped from the impaling arrow and onto the leaves like an irritating water drop continuously falling from the faucet.

"What is up with all these damn arrows?" she barked while gripping the tail of it while it stayed in her body. She really didn't want to pull it out…not after all the pain from last time…but she knew that if she didn't, the jerk would catch up to her and finish her off, or worse…touch her! Can't let that happen now can we?

"Ya see?" it was Nelson's disgusting voice that trailed its way into Stevie's ears. She whipped her head around in complete irritation and growled at him. "Here I am…tryin' to be a nice guy. I just wanted a little action baby…what? Are you a virgin? God…you are aren't you?"

…This bastard! Is he kidding me? After all this…he has the goddamn nerve to ask me something as stupid as that?

"Shut up dipshit…if you wanted some action…should've just brought your used pillow along! Or did it runaway from you also?" Stevie grinned through the pain while awaiting Nelson's angry reaction.

"Damn bitch! After me tagging you like this…you're just gonna try and piss me off even more!"

"Hm…yeah, pretty much. It's not like you have the guts to actually kill me…" Nelson grinned after hearing her say this and threw the crossbow to the side as if it were a piece of worthless garbage. However, Stevie thought that it was probably the dumbest move she's ever seen anyone make. "So…you're just going to throw it away…just like that?"

You'll regret putting it down Nelson once I get my hands on it…

Nelson continued to grin in a creepy fashion that kind of sent shivers down Stevie's cold spine, but she still kept a strong glare on him. Finally, Stevie gets her expected answer once she sees a pair of boxing gloves emerge from Nelson's bag (The same pair that was found in Jo's duffle bag…her designated weapon).

"Wow…I should have known," she sighed with a choked laughed. "Do you honestly believe that you can actually kill me with those you moron?"

Nelson glared at her but kept his haunting smile, "Shut it…" He pulled them over his hands and pounded them together (fist to fist like a traditional boxer). "Let's dance cupcake."

…This guy has to be on some sort of medication. Seriously? Boxing gloves…just wait until he sees my silver beauty, Stevie thinks to herself while keeping the switch blade tucked into her armpit until the right moment came. Just a little closer dumbass…a little closer so I cut shank your stupid behind!

"Do you have any weapons that…oh I don't know…you didn't steal?"

"Stop provoking me, filthy cunt! It's your fault! You mad me mad! That's why I shot at your sexy little ass."

Shithead. He's still making excuses…he's still faking? What a lying piece of dirt…that cockroach! Stevie continued to glare but moved her healing leg just a little and planted it to the ground while her hands tried to lift her bleeding body up.

"Hold on Baxter!" she spat while holding onto the tail of the arrow. "I guess you're right…not about taking me on in your dirty bed…but about something else."

Nelson stood there offended and confused by what the injured girl said to him, and peeked out from under the boxing gloves in front of his face. "What? Whaddya mean?" he asked in a suspicious tone.

Stevie got a steady grip on the arrow and yanked it straight from her leg.

"GAAAAHH!" she let out piercing scream as the arrow head tore her flesh and let blood gush from the open wound. The pain was astonishing, but Stevie Baskara could handle it. "We'll…play this game. You and me Nelson…just you and me!"

"You…you still can fight back?" Nelson mouth formed an 'O' after watching her relentless defiance.

"Why? Disappointed that I won't let you have your little fantasy with me? Aw…sorry, you said that this was a game right? Fine…I'll be your opponent! I won't dare lose to a complete douche like you! Every inch of me will give 100 percent to make sure your existence…is no more! You got that!" she barked with her eyes narrowed as the blood ran down her well-toned legs. Nelson, however, had his eyes transfixed on her lower half and that ticked her off.

She looked down and realized why. The arrow that punctured her, also tore the side of her skirt and left her bare skin out in the open. The waistband of her underwear even showed.

"Well then, having fun…staring at my panties you little perv?" she smirked while revealing the switchblade; shining it in the sparkling sunlight. Nelson's eyes suddenly averted to the blade with wide eyes and he began to step back in intimidation.

"What? You…You bitch!"

"You want me? Come on! Come at me! But I'll promise you this…I will not lose! You will die a virgin asshole!" she howled while holding the shining blade in front of her. Nelson pursed his lips in anger and lunged right at her.

"SHUT UP!"

Steady yourself Stevie…steady…keep your ground and pounce when the right moment comes! She stood there with her switch blade pointed out in order to make a violent stabbing motion.

Nelson threw the first punch and made a grunting noise as he did so. Stevie widened her eyes once the glove was only inches from her face and leapt backwards a few feet like a cricket. Once she landed, she immediately felt the brute impact surge through her wounded leg and cringed from the pain, clenching her teeth.

Stevie already knew that her leg was probably coated in thick layers of blood but kept her eyes on Nelson, who was grinning in satisfaction. He knew that Stevie was injured and that she probably wouldn't last like this either. On top of that…she was a girl.

As she stood nearly a few meters apart from him, the wind blew harder and carried a few leaves in-between them and around them. The tall oak trees shook their tops and let even more golden leaves shower them as well. Stevie put more support onto her healing leg that was wrapped in order to stand semi-properly. At this rate…she knew that winning was a little out of her reach, but she couldn't lose. She had to give it her all!

A strange sound filled the chilled air but Stevie suddenly realized that the sound was escaping her own lips. She was panting heavily like a tired out dog.

Suddenly Nelson ran right for her and threw all of his weight into another jab that was headed right for her shoulder.

Remember Stevie…throw off your opponent, Zander's voice filled her head once she remembered the lesson he had given her on self defense. What other person is better to learn it from than from the master of martial arts. Throw them off balance…use their power to your advantage.

Right…thanks buddy! Stevie smirked and slid her foot to the side and curved around Nelson which caused a confused look to spread across his face once he missed. She then placed her other foot right in front of him and knocked his chest with her entire arm which threw him right off balance and onto the dirty ground. His face scraped against the ground as he tumbled forward and let his legs dangle above his head as if her were trying to do a failing handstand. He finally fell to the ground with his face still planted in the ground which made Stevie chuckle lowly to herself.

How does that dirt taste pervert?

Just then, Nelson leapt up with scars and blood all over his face from the scraping and ran for Stevie. His busted lip trembled from his pure anger once he threw another careful punch.

This is it! She screamed within her mind and began thrust the tip of the blade forward towards his chest. Nelson gasped and smacked Stevie's wrist in response, knocking it from her hands.

"Damn! Damn!" she screamed once she fell to the ground and began to hold her throbbing wrist. It was purple from the sudden punch of the angered idiot, but it distracted him…

Before Stevie could anticipate her next move, she felt a painful blow on her stomach and was thrown into the cold air. Nelson kneed her and sent her flying into the leaf covered ground.

"You bastard! Is that all you've got?" she laughed in-between a series of violent coughs while clutching her stomach on the floor. However, Nelson's eyes were fixed on something else…Stevie's rear.

"What have we here!" he shouted in excitement while toppling onto her.

"You! Get off! What the hell do you think you're-" but she was met with harsh blow to the face which sent stars through her mind. She was dazed by the punch but shook her head and tasted the iron of blood in her mouth.

"Look's like a big mouth! Big mouth for sure!...Hm, wonder what it would be good for?" he chuckled while grabbing Stevie's face and examining it.

No! Not me…I'd rather die…he'll have to kill me first! She thought fiercely while watching Nelson's eyes become overtaken with lust.

"Getting your rocks off fucker! Well, are you? You sick fuck! Just gonna beat a defenseless girl because she doesn't wanna sleep with you? Poor baby…just like when Lulu kicked you in the balls because you tried to assault her in the hallway!" Stevie spat the blood right into his twisted face and smirked at him. "I'd rather die Baxter…rather die than…than have you touch me!"

"You just don't get it! Stupid little!" he suddenly slammed his glove into her cut cheek. Stevie gasped for air and felt a sudden blow go to her face again. "Say it!"

Stevie's eyes watered from the intense pain and began to feel blood ooze from her bruised nose. The jabs continued at a steady pace as Nelson continued to scream "Say it! Say that you want it! Say it!"

Never…Never will I submit to you! Never! I have to do something!

"I…wannid!" she said, blood spewing from her mouth as she coughed.

"Oh…you do huh?" Nelson cooed with a sick smile. "I knew you couldn't say no! All girls submit to their men!"

"Alright! I said it! Now stop it! Stop hitting me…please," Stevie cried from underneath him; her eyes were brimmed with tears from the pain and she started to spit up more of the red substance.

"That's what I thought! Not so smart now huh? Huh? Not so big mouthed now that I'm on you like this…you wanted it all along huh? Too bad Zander isn't here to see this…little karate kid," Nelson chuckled darkly while making a baby face. "Zander didn't have the guts to sleep with you…man, he's a big disappointment. Especially since he's close to the hottest thing ever."

Stevie cringed while Nelson stroked her face and breathed slowly onto her cheek while she tried to turn away. She should be mad about all the trash talking going on about her best friend Zander…but she just didn't have the strength left.

"Alright girls," Ms. Jallet announced while waving her arms from the backdoors of the school. "Hit the lockers and go back to class."

All twenty-one of the girls had been playing soccer out in the bright green field for PE while the boys were in the warm gym running laps all period…guess the girls got lucky. Stevie was breathing heavily while she wiped the sweat from her glistening forehead and walked over to the metal doors leading to the gym. She loved sports. Usually, many of the girls would just stand around talking…or just whine the whole time.

"I'm serious! She says that it's the best pizza place that's ever been opened downtown."

"For real? I have got to check this out."

"We can go after school if your mom and dad say it's alright."

Hayley had been going on and on about this pizza restaurant all class…but strangely, she didn't talk to Stevie about it.

"What're you guys talking about?" Stevie asked after gulping a mouthful of ice cold water down her throat. Both Hayley and Jo looked at one another with fear and began to giggle nervously.

"Oh, uh…nothing Stevie," Hayley laughed nicely with a wide smile while turning around with her gym bag.

"Yeah…um, you wouldn't really be interested," Jo told her and ran off to the locker room with haste. What is up! Why were they avoiding her…was it because she seemed scary? Whatever.

"I guess grabbing a slice of pizza is out of the question then?" Stevie chuckled to herself while walking over as well.

"I know right," she heard Lulu say from inside the gym and stood right in the doorway; listening intently. "It's like she thinks that she's better than all of us. Ever try and be nice and talk to her?"

"No…what is she like?" True asked while wiping her sweaty face with a towel.

"She doesn't even say anything back! Talk about high and mighty," Lulu sighed while taking a sip of her water bottle.

"Hey!" Stevie said from the doorway causing the two girls to jump in fright. Lulu even gagged on her water and spit it out onto the floor of the gymnasium. "Sorry to interrupt your little fun bash session…"

"Oh uh…hey Stevie…we were um," Lulu rambled while wiping her mouth free of water.

"We'll see you back in class…" True finished while rushing off to the locker room with Lulu on her arm. Stevie knew that her classmates had their own opinions about her but sometimes…they were so inconsiderate.

After school ended on that spring afternoon, Stevie walked home with Zander with a lot to say…or shout at him.

"Can you believe that? I have a soul you know! It's not like I can't hear whatever they say," Stevie ranted while storming down the suburban sidewalk.

"Should have told them-" Zander was completely cut off.

"Yeah…sure, that'll just make the whole 'high and mighty' thing even more believable!"

"So…you actually care what they think?" Zander asked with a shocked look. Never, in his life has he seen Stevie worry about what others thought about her.

"No…it…just…it just makes me so mad," she sighed, looking down at the sunny sidewalk. Cars drove casually on by and turned into various streets while the two friends stood there in a daze. "Zander? Do you think…I'm a little too uptight?"

The martial arts expert stood there with an unbelievable grin on his face once Stevie finished her question.

"Stevie. You're the best friend a person can ask for. People just need to realize that and stop basing things off of what they see."

"Oh…don't go all Oprah Winfrey on me," she laughed hysterically as they continued to walk but Zander had a humiliated look on his face.

"Hey, hey! I'm just saying…that you have pride in what you do. Nothing bad about it…having pride. We all have pride when it comes to something we love doing," Zander grinned with a peaceful smile on his face. Stevie stopped and looked right at him with an arched eyebrow, but felt a smile etch onto her beautiful face. For some reason, only Zander could do that…make her smile.

"Zander…don't go and make this a gushy moment alright!" she teased while elbowing him in the arm.

"G-gushy? I-I was just…just trying to be helpful! Was it helpful?" he babbled nervously while watching Stevie hold her stomach from all the laughing.

"You may know all that kung fu…but you're still the nicest guy I've ever known. Thanks Zander." She smiled sweetly at him while brushing her hair with her right hand. She clutched onto her satchel, not being able wipe the smile from her face.

"You're welcome…precious friend."

Stevie was still gasping underneath Nelson until she finally came to her senses. Her nails! A girl's best weapon against a rapist… She looked at her bloody fingers and realized that she could some serious damage with her middle finger and thumb. Her memory of Zander sent determination right into her heart.

No more! No more! NO MORE! She screamed in her throbbing head while throwing her hands up to his face as he threw the next punch. The fingers dug right into his eye sockets and caused a murderous scream to ring from his throat.

"Get your fucking hands…OFF OF ME!" she shouted while kicking the blind boy off of her with her wounded leg. It hurt…but she obviously couldn't care less about that.

"Damn! My eyes! My fucking eyes!" he cried while covering his torn eyes with both of his hands. He rolled around frantically in the leaves while cursing as loud as he possibly could.

"Son of a bitch…you will die for this! You will die by my hands!" she hissed while staggering to her feet, which were now painted red. She was towering over Nelson now, and her shadow looked like a tower of horrifying darkness had swept over him.

"I will never…and I mean never! Submit to you! You filthy piece of crap!"

"My eye!" he continued to sob in pain. However, Stevie had absolutely no sympathy…she didn't have a reason.

"How about we go for those grapes eh! I hear them begging to be crushed!" she screamed in rage while taking a heavy stomp onto his crotch. Nelson immediately let out a huge groan of pain and coughed uncontrollably. "Aw…you can't screw without those now can you? Oh well…it's not like you were going to use them anyway," Stevie let that smart smirk crawl onto her face as she narrowed her sharp eye at him.

All he did was scream in agony while holding his crotch…begging for mercy.

"What? You can crawl at least can't you? Okay then! Crawl you little worm. Crawl away and we can finally be finished! I'm done with your games, now leave and I'll spare your life."

While wiping his eyes free of blood and tears, he slowly got back up and giggled…what was going on in his head? Stevie raised an eyebrow while glaring him down and scoffed at him.

"What's your problem! Go before I change my mind Baxter!" she growled while standing her ground. Her face was now covered in blood, cuts and bruises, but Stevie Baskara never gives up…ever.

"I've…I-I've got s-s-something you can't…believe. Guess what it is!" Nelson let out a howling fit of laughter while holding her switchblade.

Damn! I'm so screwed! Unless… Stevie whipped her head around frantically; trying to look for an offensive weapon.

"You…You had me bitch! Not smart! Not smart at all! Now look who's packin'! First Jo…Gibby…and now this skank! Oh man…too perfect!" he continued to laugh while clutching his junk. It was a pathetic sight.

"Come near me…and I kill you. Simple as that," Stevie kept her eyes narrowed at him as he widened his eyes in impatience.

"What the- What the hell is wrong with you! Why do you keep persisting!" he barked.

"Because…I'm not going to give you the satisfaction!" she shouted back with tight fists at her sides.

"So…your going to threaten me? Like it's supposed to scare me?"

"It's not a threat you moron! It's a dead-on promise. C'mon! You're down to one eye and one nut! How much are you willing to pay up for a chance to get with me?" Stevie hissed while tilting her head from side to side.

"You're right…got me good, but now…I'm gonna get you!" he screamed in joy while running towards her with the gleaming blade in his dirty hand. Stevie scoffed and sped off again but after jumping a ridge…her leg couldn't take anymore and her entire body fell forward.

"No!" She cried, but felt something sharp dig into her shoulder. It was her weapon! Nelson stabbed her right in the shoulder with pleasure on his face. She shrieked in pain and felt it as it was pulled right out. "No…never going to…give up!"

She ran at full speed again even though her entire body was on the verge of fatigue. She dove directly into a pile of leaves and felt her heart light up.

The crossbow…I knew I'd be able to get my hands on this little darling toy!

"Eat this! You asshole!" Stevie barked with a smirk as she pointed it directly at Nelson's face. "Yeah…you still have your brain right? I know it's the size of a walnut but you should be able to remember this little beauty."

Nelson suddenly burst into a fit of laughter once again which caused a look of confusion to come from Stevie. What was he so happy about?

"I sure do remember it…I also remember that it isn't loaded," he lowly said with a dark laugh. Stevie widened her eyes in horror once she realized that he was right. It was empty…no arrow was in it! "Brownie points for trying Baskara."

Stevie felt her insides tighten. No…this…this isn't over

"End of the line! You little bitch!" he shrieked in happiness, lunging at her with the blade. Stevie's quick senses kicked in and she kicked him right in the shins causing him to trip.

"No! But as for you…" she watched as he fell hard on his back and took the blade from his hands, "I guess this is game over!" She threw her arm over and plunged the blade right into his gaping mouth. She felt him struggle from underneath as he gagged violently, but then…she felt and heard a sudden rip. She had pierced the back of his throat and he ceased moving. Nelson was finally dead.

Stevie looked at him in utter disgust (her weapon sticking straight from his mouth like a circus performer who swallowed knives for a living). Blood streamed from the corners of his mouth and his body rolled rapidly into a tree after Stevie kicked it with brute force.

"Promised…promise I'd kill you Perv," she panted while trying to get back on her feet. "I always keep a promise!"

"Stevie?" a voice said calmly from behind her. Stevie (still sitting in exhaustion) slowly turned around to her side and saw someone she was hoping it would be Zander…but it sadly wasn't.

"Lucy…" Stevie whispered from fatigue.

So...What did you guys think :D? How did you feel about the fight to the death? Uh oh! Lucy! What do you think will happen between Stevie and Lucy now! Find out in the next chapter of The 61st Annual Battle Royale Competition