Sunday: June 2nd, 2010 – 8:56 P.M. (Deserted Island: Woodland)
Felix continued to scurry through the moonlit forest with terror striking his soul. He was this close…only this close to taking the delinquent girl out! He muttered darkly as he came to halt after realizing that he'd finally made it out of the designated danger zone. His rimmed glasses were now cracked terribly in one lens while the other had a long deep scratch within it. His face was covered in thick sheets of dirt from the soil his face met just a little while ago and his cheeks were contaminated with mud that was smudged across it.
"Damn it all!" he barked in-between his deep breaths in order to get his normal breath rate regained. His eyes were lit with a fiery rage as he stared at his filthy, contaminated and mucked up hands. He shouldn't have to be subjected to this filth. Out of anyone in this class, he was the one that deserved a trip to Paris instead of a disgusting theme park filled with disease ridden children and vulgar imbeciles in Mickey Mouse costumes. If only he just stayed home, then he wouldn't even be in this predicament but as always his father forced him in order to gain friends.
"Hmph! I would never be friends with these roaches!" Felix spat with hatred in his voice. His hair was now stuck in an awkward style from the elements this island had to offer and his bright white dress shirt now looked like a ratty, torn garment you'd find in the NYC dump. The forest was radiating from the moon up above and gave it a beautiful glow, but Felix couldn't care less. He absolutely despised nature no matter how 'pretty' or 'breath-taking' it looked. Even if you took the entire killing method away…he'd still hate everything about it. In absolute resentment, Felix stomped on a beautiful wildflower that was sprouting gracefully from a patch of dewy grass and snorted in an amused manner. "Disgusting! Everything about this island! It's all wretched!" he seethed in anger.
All he could hear apart from his useless ranting was the music from the crickets flowing through the forest trees.
Those damn crickets! Damn it all!
Felix would kill for a nice cocktail about now…he'd kill anything or anyone especially, for a cocktail…a nice cocktail while sitting by a roaring fire in his marble fireplace. As Felix dreamt of his usual evenings at home on a casual weekend, he saw a single shimmer of light in the corner of his eye. He quickly turned his attention from the luxury fantasy and put it all on this small shining object which reflected the moon light perfectly. Felix removed his battered glasses as he moved closer to it and began to kneel down into the lush bushes. He heard the soft rustling of the bush leaves as he got closer and felt a smile creep onto his face after realizing what this object was.
It was a beautiful gun…at least to Felix it was a beautiful thing, especially if you only had a leather belt for a weapon for so long. The gun had drips of blood on it…a fresh kill must have just taken place.
"Magnificent," he chuckled darkly while picking up the deadly weapon with a violent lust in his eye. "I'll be the one to escape. Even if I have to kill every last one of those maggots! I will kill them all…no mercy to any of them whatsoever."
Felix fumbled with the zipper of his bag in anticipation as the smile began to transform into a psychotic grin. Once the dirty duffle bag was finally zipped open, he tossed the metal beauty in while taking several glances around him in order to ensure that no one else was around. He quickly wiped the sweat and dirt from his forehead and placed his damaged glasses back onto his face.
"Time for some hunting," he growled with the same grin on his face. He took a slow and careful step back into the forest and away from the bush that carried the gun. With extreme caution, he took another one but felt his foot slightly nudge into something. Something soft. A dead animal perhaps? No…in Felix's eyes it might as well have been a dead animal, but it was Jade West's body. The girl he almost managed to kill until she tried to blow him away with her blasted gun. As his eyes scanned the numerous bullet holes embedded into her back, he couldn't help but sneer at her pathetic look. Her mouth was hanging open with dried blood on the corners and her jet black hair looked like a tousled mop with streams of blue flailing in all directions.
"Absolutely pathetic," the rich boy scoffed while examining her dead form. "Well…good-bye hooker."
Felix let out a snort of pathetic laughter as took one last look at the body; his eyes glazed with happiness.
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Sunday: June 2nd, 2010 – 9:12 P.M. (Deserted Island: Farm - Crops)
The winds rushed past Tori and Beck as if they were nothing but brittle leaves in the dust. They clung onto each other for dear life as they took each step through the whipping husks of corn and their faces sunk low into the field to avoid any unwanted attention. Beck had to admit it…he was beyond upset that Zander declined; God knows what's going to happen. Sure they promised to meet up, but so much could happen within that time. What if he dies? What if we die? What if we have to leave without him? All of these terrifying thoughts swirled around his mind whether he wanted them to or not. To be honest he couldn't help it and that was the worst thing imaginable. Tears began to spill from the corner of his squinted eyes as he continued to move through the gusty field.
Tori tried her best to keep walking, but her leg just wasn't up to par yet and still had to be treated tenderly in order for the stitches to stay in. Tori obviously felt like a heaping load of weight…she felt like she was holding this entire group back and no matter how many times Katniss or Beck gave her a grin of enthusiasm she really knew what they were thinking of her.
"Will you snap out of it," they both heard a harsh voice hiss at the both of them through the howling winds. They both snapped their pathetic face up to meet Katniss' intense stare and quickly started to dry their eyes with the cuffs of their dress shirts. "I know that you two are all boo-hoo over the fact that Zander left and all, but you need to get it together! Zander's a big boy and can take care of himself…as for you Beck-I'm not even gunna finish that statement."
Beck merely rolled his eyes at the statement as Katniss turned back around swiftly with her long braid flying above her head. They continued to trek through the field with wind slapping their faces; leaving stinging sensations. Tori's hair flew in all directions as she leaned on Beck once again and the stains of her and other people's blood was etched all over her face like a disturbing painting. She couldn't wait to take bath…if she ever could that is. She couldn't imagine the first thing that would happen if she came home with herself looking like this.
'Honey! Your home, what's this red stuff all over you and –uh! What have you done to your uniform young lady? Go take a bath and when you're finished we'll all go out to dinner as a happy family to celebrate your return."
Yeah, as if…Tori's life would never be the same again. She'd probably never see her parents again. She never see Trina again. She'd never see that giddy face every morning with an overly excited voice echoing from its lips and up to Tori's room. No more late night sister talks on boys, clothes or just having heartfelt talks in general. All of that has been kissed goodbye thanks to this Battle Royale competition.
"Wait!' they heard Katniss hiss again as she ducked quickly beneath the flowing crops of wheat. Beck copied her as well and brought Tori down as gently as possible.
"What? What's up?" Beck questioned with confusion on his dirty face. Katniss turned her head around with a terrified expression before opening her mouth in anticipation.
"It's her…It's that Camille chick," she slowly breathed with her eyes empty of emotion. Beck has never seen her so scared…he's never seen her scared in general. Katniss bit her bottom lip as she attempted to come up with a plan, but it was no use…they'd be spotted immediately. S
"What are we going to do? We can't just sit here. She'll notice us," Tori spoke up in a strong voice in order to be heard.
"Tori's right…we have to do something," Beck sighed with his eyes locked on the ground. Katniss took a deep breath before peeking out into the open. Camille's slender form weaved slowly through the trees that lead to the cornfield and her beautiful curls danced in the wind. Her eyes were filled with horrid remorse as if she had done something utterly horrible. Katniss squinted her silver gray eyes at the mysterious girl as she continued to make her way into the violent field of whipping corn husks.
"S-she's getting closer," Katniss spoke with her hands gripped tightly around the shotgun barrel.
One shot. That's all it takes. One clear shot to bring that bitch down on her knees! Katniss screamed in her mind as Camille came closer and closer to them every second. Beck held Tori close to his shaking body as he watched Katniss contemplate on what to do. A part of him wanted Katniss to just blow Camille up with the deadly gun from everything she has done, but at the same time…he couldn't help but feel sorry for her as he watched her pitifully drag her feet through the field.
Tori shut her eyes as tight as she could and tried her best to block out all of the sounds around her, but it was no use…this could possibly be the end. Camille's hand clutched her machine gun and it dangled with her limp arm at her side. "Logan. Logan. Logan," she repeatedly whispered sadly to herself. "I miss you, I want you…I need you."
Katniss narrowed her eyes as she sank her head back into the crops in order to stay out of sight but kept her vision locked on Camille. Her hair flailed behind her like an angry mermaid's tail as she thought about all of the options they had. Either run back to the farmhouse in plain sight since crawling would never help us get away fast enough or fight Camille head on.
Neither was a good one since Tori was still weak as a sick dog and Beck would have to protect her at all costs…Camille also had a rapid fire type of weapon and she could take Katniss out easily with that due to her having a single-shot gun that takes ages to load up.
"Katniss please!" Beck cried from behind her which only added to her stress. They had to decide on what to do and had to decide fast.
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Sunday: June 2nd, 2010 – 9:23 P.M. (Deserted Island: Farm Co-op)
Hayley stood underneath the luscious trees as Jake stood next by her swaying form with his hazel eyes locked on a knot he was tying. She couldn't believe it! They were so close to getting out of this competition, yet there was still a slight chance that it all wouldn't work…
Thank the almighty lords for killing the wind! Jake thought with great gratitude as a mischievous grin etched across his tired face. Hayley sent him a smile filled with hope once he finished the knot and sent it floating into the black night sky. Jake did nothing but punch his fist into the calm air; revealing his pale and worn out knuckles, and leapt over to give Hayley a joyous victory hug which caught the poor girl totally by surprise. She almost tripped over her own feet before hugging Jake back with her two lanky arms and felt the happiness overwhelm, not only her but, Jake as well.
"Well, Well…am I interrupting something?" a husky voice spoke up from behind them causing the two teens to spin around in fright, almost knocking each other over in the process. Andre stood there in the shadows with his finger pointing at them in a mocking way before feeling Jake's hand slam into his built chest.
"Nearly scared me have to death man!" Jake hissed with his eyes squinted in anger which caused Andre to respond with an even louder chuckle fit. Hayley did nothing but cup her pink mouth with her dainty hands to keep herself from having a little laughing fit as well. "Glad to see someone's have a little fun," Jake sighed while ignoring them and gazed up at the chameleon like trash bags that blended amazingly into the sky. No one will ever notice a thing…
"So…what's the plan now?" Hayley spoke up with a few giggles escaping her lips from the previous incident. Her eyes glanced over at Jake's notepad as he looked at her with arched brows in confusion before getting the hint.
"Oh! Um…" he began trying to make something up on the spot as he ran quickly over to his writing pad that was resting on the soft and cool grass. "I was thinking that maybe…we –uh…go find some place to rest…rest up," he finished as he jotted notes speedily onto the blank paper.
"Where would we go?" Andre responded with a calm manner in order to keep the 'convo' going. Jake looked over at Hayley with wide eyes signaling her to answer so he could show them the message.
"Um…how about the old farmhouse near the barn?" Hayley suggested rapidly with her eyes fixed on the chicken scratch message on Jake's notepad.
ALRIGHT GUYS! AWESOME WORK! JUST GOTTA GET BACK INTO THE FARM COOP AND FIX UP THE BOMB! THEN, WE MOVE TO THE OTHER SIDE OF THE ROPE AND FIX THE BOMB UP ON TO THE PULLEY. THEN…WE ENJOY THE FIREWORKS ;)
Andre grinned as wide as possible before realizing that they had gone thirty-seconds without talking.
"I don't know about that Hayley. What if we get spotted in there?" Andre asked with a doubtful tone to sound convincing. They all knew that Mr. Einker was on the other side with his red little ears fixed intently on every word they were saying.
"True…what do you suggest Jake?" Hayley replied while brushing her soft blonde hair back with the palm of her hand.
"We need to search. That's our best and only bet my friends," Jake said coolly with his famous smirk coming into play as he pointed back in the direction where they came and held the notebook next to his head.
SHALL WE?
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Sunday: June 2nd, 2010 – 9:31 P.M. (Deserted Island: Farm - Crops)
Camille's feet slowly edged closer and closer to where the trio was residing. Seconds quickly ticked by as Katniss held her nozzle directly at her with her strong fingers resting readily on the smooth trigger.
"C'mon! Just a little closer!" Katniss breathed slowly with her vision focused on Camille's swaying body. Beck couldn't bear to watch as the scene began to unfold before him and he quickly closed his eyes tightly with his breaths hitched in his throat from anticipation. Go! Beck screamed in his head, Camille turn around and just Go! Please!
He honestly didn't want Camille to get hurt…he didn't want to see anyone else get hurt no matter who they were. However, his wishes weren't granted in any way whatsoever as Camille continued to trudge effortlessly through the crops with a sorrowful look in her eyes. She was only a few feet away now…
"Katniss…don't," Beck spoke quietly from behind with his arms still wrapped around Tori.
"Don't! What do you mean don't?!" she hissed in a low voice in order to keep herself from being heard. "Did you forget who this is? Let me refresh your memory then Mr. Oliver. 'You Bitch! I'll Kill You for this'…Suzie and Moze…ring any bells?" she sighed with her eyes staring into Beck's with irritation.
"I-I know but…I have a feeling that she wasn't herself when she did that, I think she was just as scared as we were," Beck responded with confidence.
"Uh, correction you two were scared…not me and secondly, what makes you so sure that she won't fill us with bullet holes next?" Katniss asked with her gun still pointed at Camille who was only two feet away.
"I just do!" Beck whispered at her with his eyes looking down at the crop roots.
"That's a bunch of crap Beck. I'm not going to risk us getting out with our bodies bleeding like fountains because you still believe that everyone is as good as Tinkerbell! I'm shooting that animal like deer and there's nothin' you can do about-"
"Excuse me?" a small voice spoke from above. Katniss' eyes grew to the size of red apples after she heard tis and slowly looked over to where Camille was and saw her standing over them like a giant.
"Shit," was all Katniss could say as she closed her eyes and put her gun down gently into the crops. "Alright…you caught us. Now just kill me….don't hurt them. Especially the girl in that idiot's arms!" Beck scowled at Katniss' statement and gazed up at Camille's delicate and pale face which perfectly reflected the moon's shine.
"You aren't going to hurt us are you?" Beck asked her with a calm and slow voice which caused Tori to give her a scared look as if she was. Camille stared at all three of them with an emotionless look, but soon she felt everything build up inside of her and she fell to her knees and wept into her hands endlessly.
"Um…is there something not right with this picture?" Katniss knit her eyebrows and gave Camille a long weird stare before looking over at Beck again who merely shrugged his shoulders in response.
Tori was the only one who gave Camille comfort as always. "Camille? What's the matter?"
Camille looked up shamefully and blinked her eyes which caused her clear tears to stream slowly down her cheeks. "I-I'm so sorry! I never meant to hurt anyone! I-I-I w-was scared and d-desperate! I didn't want anyone to kill me s-so I thought that if I played the game…then I wouldn't be seen as the dumb little weak Drama queen anymore!" she sobbed emotionally with her eyes darting all over the place as she spoke hysterically.
"Shhh. It's alright," Tori soothingly told her with a painful look on her face. "We won't hurt you," she said with kindness in her soft voice. Katniss looked at them in complete disbelief and simply wanted slap both of them.
"Uh, excuse you! Are you insane? That chick cold-heartedly murdered two girls right in front of us in cold blood! How can you treat her like she's some lost puppy?" Katniss screeched with her eyes wide. Beck seemed surprised as well but understood how good natured Tori can be.
"I never wanted to!" Camille cried while facing Katniss. "I thought that it was the only choice I had! I got lost…I felt like I…like I couldn't control myself anymore. Everything. The teasing, the tormenting…it all got to me and I just snapped and unleashed all my anger on everything and everyone in sight. I fed that anger by killing, but…but now I just feel ashamed," the small brunette spoke quietly with her eyes looking at her pale hands.
"Well good! Don't expect me to feel all sorry for you! I don't have an ounce of sympathy for ya," Katniss grunted while getting on her feet. Camille shook her head in disappointment before wiping her deep brown eyes free from tears.
"I understand," she replied with little sniffles coming from her.
Beck slowly raised Tori up on her two feet with her chocolate hair swaying freely around her. Beck looked Camille up and down several times before shaking his soft mane of hair like a dog after a bath.
"Camille…uh…how…how would like it if. Um, how would you like to join-" Beck nervously spoke his suggestion before seeing Katniss give him death glare with the word 'NO' silently coming from her mouth.
Beck suddenly tensed up and felt his fists suddenly get clammy from the pressure he felt. Camille looked directly at him with a confused face mixed with hope as she awaited his offer. Tori placed her hand on Camille's slender shoulder in order to keep herself balanced as well offer her a bit of comfort.
"Would you like to join our group," he saw Katniss grabbing the sides of her head in rage and watched as she madly shook her head in a fit causing the braid to fling around violently like a whip.
"Are you serious?" Camille laughed with hope before. "You trust me!"
"Well, of course. I know what this game does to a person and I know that you wouldn't resort to going absolutely nuts! Any who…are you up to joining?" Beck finished with a slight chuckle leaving him.
Camille exchanged glances with Tori before staring back over at Beck and gave a definite nod. Katniss huffed and puffed into the damp air before stomping over to her gun to pick it up with a temper.
"Ugh…welcome to the group Camille," Katniss sighed in annoyance while placing her braid back onto her shoulder in order to regain her posture. "But I swear to God! If you even think about touching a gun…you're going to have to deal with me, and trust me…hell is going to be a lot better than what I have to offer."
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There you have it! Chapter 26! Sorry for these long updates...my computer broke down, but eh it's whatever. :D What did you think about the chapter!? Leave a review please and tune in to figure out what will happen on the 61st Battle Royale Competition! ;D Later guyz