Sunday: June 2nd, 2010 – 9:54 P.M. (Deserted Island: Farm Corp.)

The entire night sky was lit with dancing stars and the lonely sound of crickets playing their classic music was the only thing to be heard. The pathway was filled with thick bushes that seemed to resemble faces in the dark. A fresh smell of cut grass filled the noses of Beck and his three companions as he led the way through the cluttered path. It was almost impossible to see at this point now that the night had offered them nothing but darkness and the bushes did nothing but block them at every turn.

"Are you sure you know where you're going?" Camille asked in a whisper. Beck merely nodded his head, but didn't answer the brunette directly and continued forward. It was like they were lab mice who were put in a never ending maze only to be laughed at by the towering superior officials who were recording them. Well, this situation wasn't very different except the mice didn't have to worry about their lives every second. Katniss let out an annoyed sigh as she trudged along behind Camille in order to make sure no one would follow them.

"Beck, I think we're lost," Tori moaned, letting her smiley façade disappear.

"How can you get lost on a deserted island? It's not possible…unless you're being led by Mr. Oliver that is," Katniss teased with her arms crossed in confidence.

"Alright then Ms. Everdeen. You lead the way then," Beck retorted angrily with his lanky finger pointed forward. His eyes were blood shot from exhaustion and it looked as if he were about to collapse at any given moment.

"I would, but then we would end up leaving you three defenseless in the back," Katniss stated in an obvious manner with her arms still folded confidently. Her face radiated with irritation as she looked Beck straight in his gruesomely red eyes that were churned with anger.

"What? You think that we can't take care of ourselves! We have weapons too you know!" Beck hissed at her.

"Shut Up! I'll stitch your damn mouth shut with a strand of your ridiculous hair if I have to!" she spat right back, "Also, you haven't really been too keen on the idea of shooting people considering you let them almost kill you countless times Mr. Sunshines and Rainbows! Thirdly, I still don't trust this Camille with anything yet considering she's been on a killing spree for the past day, and Tori's still too fatigued."

"You know what? I don't give a damn anymore. Give me that shot gun! Right now! I'll blow anyone's head off if they get to close!" Beck was now filled with rage. His entire persona changed like it was based off of the snap of a finger. He was losing it. Losing himself.

"Beck? What's gotten into you?" Tori stared directly at him with her eyes half opened, but the fear was deeply embedded into each of them. Beck did nothing else but seethe through his gritted teeth like an angered bull.

"Beck, calm down…now," Katniss calmly said after composing herself.

"No! I'm so freakin' sick of you! All you've ever done since we've 'teamed up' was criticize me for every little thing and I'm sick of it! What makes you so high and mighty your highness! Did seeing your friends die right in front of your damn face harden you up? Did killing people make your ego puff up and leave you feeling good? Did it Ms. Know-It-All? You've been in this game before. How do we know that you're not lying and fucking leading us to our deaths?"

"Beck Stop! You're being unbelievably stupid right now!" Tori began to shout with a sense of horror in her rising voice. Katniss stood in front of him with her eyes fixed on him in a glare. Her body shook from the uncontrollable anger welling up inside of her like electricity in a storage battery that was ready to blow a fuse. She felt tears cloud her vision as the horrific memories of her past competition filled her murky mind.

"Shut it Tori! Me and You both know that this 'hope' garbage is a load of crap," Beck growled at Tori with his fists clenched tight as the summer breezes carried the sea's powerful fragrance through the calm forest. Tori did nothing more but look at him in complete disbelief after seeing that he'd lost his state of mind. The mysterious night sky overtook the trio like a blanket of endless darkness, but it everyone knew what the other was feeling as if they were all connected one way or another.

"Are you insane!" she barked with her eyes narrowed at him. "Who the hell are you? Where's the Beck that kept telling me that it would all be okay? Where's the Beck who smiled every time hope seemed lost? My God! I can't believe what I'm hearing!"

"Guys, cut it out," Camille tried to interrupt but her intentions quickly failed as Beck responded with anger.

"Look Tori, I understand! You're still blind with false hope and I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I've done nothing but fill your head up with lies!" Beck felt tears sting the dome of his eyes as he continued, "I'm sorry for trying to make everything seem like it was okay. I've done nothing but run away from fucking reality! Who am I kidding…the whole alliance thing is a freakin' joke. Half our class is fucking dead! Our friends are all turning on one another! Your sister and my brother are gone! They're gone Tori! Even if we both survive how will we go on with our lives knowing that we'll never see either of them again? All my life, people rejected me. My parents rejected me. My friends. Everyone! Nobody fucking cares about me Tori! Mike was the only thing that kept me going and every time he looked at me I knew…I knew that he was truly the person that would be there for me no matter what or where…or when. Now that he's gone I-I feel like a piece of me has been ripped out and thrown at my face!" Beck began to sob horribly after his long spiel and fell to his knees.

Tori felt her tense form relax after seeing Beck breakdown right in front of her and she felt her entire body shake. Not out of fear. Not out of sympathy. She shook out of heartbreak. Her sister's over confident flashed before her eyes and she felt hot tears run down her cheeks. She remembered everything about her big sister from the strawberry scented perfume she would always wear to the way she would always do an incredibly lame dance whenever she became excited which caused everyone around her to shine with glee. Her sister was like a strong light. Her charisma was so infectious that it made Tori feel like she could do absolutely anything when she was around.

"Y-You're right…Beck you're right. We, um, we might never see them again. My sister meant the world to me…she was super annoying but, she was always there for me," Tori paused in order to take in a much needed breath to regain her posture. "But we need to remember something."

Katniss, standing idly by with Camille at her side both looked upon the scene with remorse written all over their faces. Katniss took a reluctant step toward Beck and kneeled down next to his weeping form to place a hand on his heaving back. He slowly lifted his head up with tear stained cheeks and talked in-between his choked sobs.

"W-what?"

"We need to remember that throughout all of this we will always be there for each other. I know that Trina and Mike are gone. I know that everything seems hopeless right now but, Beck we need to stick together no matter what!" Tori said with that all-to-familar smile on her face. Her eyes were red as can be from the tears but her bright smile shined through the tears and dirt that covered her face.

"We can't turn on each other! Never! Katniss has been a little bossy-"

"Excuse me?" Katniss replied with a glare.

"Yes, extremely bossy. Need me to repeat it?" Tori chuckled with her head held high. Katniss simply smiled at her and felt Beck relax under her touch as the tension eased. "As I was saying, Katniss has been a little bossy, but she's only trying to protect us. She cares about you Beck…I care about you! Just like you cared about me when I was nothing but helpless, yet you helped me in all ways! Do you know how special that makes me feel? It makes me feel like I have a true friend…and true friends are always going to be by each other's sides."

"But…I don't know if I can take this anymore Tori. I can't stand this. All of my friends are dying around me a-and all I can do is watch like an idiot. Kevin…Amanda…Jo…Robbie. They're all dead. Never coming back and…I just feel like I'm being selfish," Beck spoke in a much quieter voice. Everything seemed meek yet touching at the moment as the sound of crickets mixed with the singing of light breezes filled the air again

"Why do you feel so selfish?" Katniss asked with a soft tone which spooked Tori and even Beck a little.

"Well, all of the families. How do you think they feel right now? Jo's little sister is probably waiting back at home with a smile on her face, hoping that she'll bring her back a souvenir…still cleaning up the cupcake batter from the batch she and her big sis' made for this damn trip. Freddie's mom is probably sanitizing the bathtub so that he can take a tic bath right when he gets home. Our freakin' pictures are probably on TV right now with statistics underneath showing how many we've killed and saying that we're still alive," Beck sighed with depression.

Tori's eyes were glazed with sadness as she thought about it as well. All of the families grieving horribly after hearing their child's name on the elimination roster and seeing their picture slowly fade from the television screen. Katniss pursed her lips and looked down with grief surrounding her mind.

"You're right. We are lucky, but knowing that so many people have lost some one so dear to their heart can make you feel guilty. It can seem unfair but Beck, you can't say that it's your fault because it's not. None of it is. We all are victims and are succumbed to this crap no matter what," Katniss explained sincerely.

"I know but-"

"Beck! Enough! This pity party has to end. We have to remember that we're victims but we can still fight back. We can show those assholes that friendship can overpower control."

As much as he hated to do so, Beck slowly nodded in agreement and wiped his eyes clean with the sleeve of his shirt. Tori sank to her knees in order to be at height with everyone and gave Beck a hug in order to reassure him that everything truly will be okay. He slowly returned the hug with his eyes tightly closed before speaking. "Thank you."

They all shared the touching moment in bliss before realizing one thing. "Um…wow, talk about awkward," Camille slowly spoke from the corner with a shy smile spreading across her pale face which gleamed in the light of the moon. Beck felt the heat radiating from Tori's body leave him as the hug ended and he suddenly felt at ease as if she was some type of drug to subdue him.

"Camille! I almost forgot you were here…sorry," Tori laughed with her bubbly personality coming to the surface at last. Camile did nothing more but give her a wink, batting her thick eyelashes in a hinting manner. Probably saying "Better make your move before it's too late" maybe? Katniss was the least interested in the ordeal as she crouched low like a tiger coming in for the kill and ducked into the thickets that led to another area of the island. She cupped her ear in order to hear 'something' but it was almost impossible to hear over all the happiness.

"Katniss? What's wrong?" Camille asked frantically in a whisper while ducking down as well, jerking her head in all directions. Katniss did nothing but put her finger up to her pressed lips to indicate that there needs to be quiet and turned her attention back to the thicket. Tori and Beck simply narrowed their eyes as they leaned slowly into the thicket and moved the irritating leaves out of the way.

"Kat, whaddya hear?" Beck asked as low he could in order to be discreet. Katniss raised her finger in the chilled air and felt a tingle run through her spine after she realized what was happening. Beck immediately picked up the vibe and leaned in closer as well as cupping his very own injured ear only to hear a series of muffled voices.

"Yeah…right there…good work…holy crap."

Crap! Beck thought in terror. Someone's here! Beck felt a hand gently squeeze his firm shoulder and felt the grip tighten. Beck knew that it was Katniss but still felt his insides twist around one another like tangled cords. They were caught and they had nowhere to run. The path from where they came was extremely thick and off the trail so they would most likely get lost somewhere considering how pitch-black it was plus they might run into someone who may be even more dangerous.

"Lay low. All three of you," Katniss instructed in a whisper as the muffled voices became clearer to understand. Tori quickly flew to the ground with Camille in a heartbeat as Katniss took another peek through the thicket. "Damn, I can't see anything. Beck? Do you hear what they're saying?"

"Not really. I can only understand bits and pieces."

The inaudible conversation eerily continued for minutes on end and the sound of nature blew right past them as graceful as can be.

"Seriously! Alright, let's take care of business my partners in crime," the voice said with an overconfident ring in it. It sounded so familiar, but…who was it?

"Yeah, we gonna send those fools into another dimension," a second voice, slightly more husky, responded joyously. Tori knew that deep voice from anywhere and she couldn't help but feel a single tear of utter joy drizzle down her cheek.

"Andre?" she slowly whispered with a tone of hope as her eyes slowly lit up like a set of sparklers. Beck rose his brow in confusion at the mention of the familiar name. Andre Harris. The slow, steady dancer of the class. The musical prodigy that everyone would flock too in herds when they caught a tremor of his artistic masterpieces. That Andre Harris?

Beck felt his insides burst with glee after realizing the amazing truth, Andre was alive! "Andre!" Beck cheered as quietly as possible as he felt Tori's smile radiate off of him. Katniss, however, was not convinced in any way that this so-called Andre was going to give a warm welcome to the group.

"Katniss? What are you doing?" Tori asked in irritation after feeling a hand pull her back to the grassy ground below. Katniss simply shushed her before gripping her shotgun with her firm hands that were now coated with grime and powder like dirt.

"Katniss what the hell are you doing!? God, you're not gonna kill him are you?Are you freakin' insane!?" Beck gasped as his bulging red eyes became fixated upon her horrid gun.

"We have to keep our stand! No matter who or what we encounter."

"But…this is Andre we're talking about. He's harmless. One time some dude punched him in the stomach and all he did was walk away…Andre can't stand violence. He even stood by Moze whenever she did her anti-war campaigns in the courtyard at lunch. This is probably torturing him as much or even more than it's torturing us," Beck responded while standing his ground.

"Andre? Isn't he the black boy?" Camille asked with a small voice from the corner causing Beck to jump a little bit. Tori chuckled in absolute amusement and nodded her head to reassure Camille that she was correct.

"Yep, that's him alright. Remember Camille, he's the one that told you that your play during sophomore year was quote 'Off the damn chain, for real'." Camille let out a quick giggle at Tori's Andre impersonation before turning to Katniss who had a guilty smile on her face

"Don't ever talk like that again," Katniss sighed while holding the bridge of her nose. Tori responded with a quick nod of embarrassment and felt her cheeks flush terribly.

"Roger that," Tori replied. Beck savored the moment before him and couldn't feel more safe. Ironically enough. Even though there were people dying all around them…they still had each other and no matter what Beck realized that he had to put everything aside and focus on one simple thing. Escaping this Godforsaken game.

"Hey, did you guys hear something," a feminine sounding voice piped up through the conversation causing Katniss to frantically shush everyone up.

"It sounded like it was comin' from over there," Andre's voiced answered with a stuttered breath escaping him due to fear. Beck could hear footsteps slowly making their way towards him and the group. The sound of grass blades being crushed underneath human weight filled the air. Camille never looked more vulnerable at this point in time, you'd think she'd be fearless with a look of bravery after what she had done but all that was there now was regret, pain and sheer terror.

Seconds went by and still there was nothing but suspense in the island's cold breath of air. Tori squeezed Beck's forearm for comfort which did nothing but send a sharp pain up through the boy's nerves from the bruises covering him, but he carefully hid the pain and moved closer to the shaking girl.

"Jake…please be careful!" one of the voices shrieked.

"Jake?" Beck said quietly with a blank expression. It took a second or two for the name to register before it all finally clicked like a long lost puzzle piece. "Jake!"

Beck leaped out from the bushes like a lion cub ready to play earning simultaneous screams of horror to erupt from not only Jake, but from everyone on the scene.

"Get offa me!" Jake cried while flailing underneath Beck's lightweight. "Help! I will cut you if I have to!" Jake screamed once again causing tears to flush through his eyelids.

"Wow…I didn't know you were a crier," Beck laughed in a joyous way which ceased Jake's murderous cries and left him awestruck. He stared dumbfound at the individual above him and tried to shift underneath the weight still applied to him.

"Y-You!?"

"Yeah, me! Dude, I can't believe you're alright!"

"Beck…you bastard! Nearly causin' me to kill you!" Jake retorted in an absolute upset. His finger was tapping rapidly against the pepper spray trigger. How intimidating…not.

"I could tell from the crying. Plus, I doubt you'd be able to hurt me with that," Beck sighed in amusement with his finger pointed at Jake's entertaining weapon or should I say deadly weapon? "Pepper spray? You've got to be kidding me…"

"I, uh…I was gonna…damn it Beck! Get the hell off of me dude! This is freakin' gay," Jake hissed in humiliation as he felt Beck leaning over him like an excitable tiger. Beck's entire face became a tinged red color as the embarrassment flooded his body after realizing what he was doing exactly.

"Right," he tumbled off of the blonde boy underneath him and felt the cooling grass pad his body as felt onto his sweaty back. The silence was a heavy threat hanging over them as the time went by, that is until squeals of unfitting laughter ripped through the air from Andre's mouth.

"Andre? C'mon man!" Jake sighed with his fingers poised on the wrinkles on his forehead. Hayley let a small smile fall onto her shining face as she laid her glistening eyes onto each member of the group before her.

"Tori!" Hayley cheered in complete joy as she ran over without any hesitation; her golden curls trailing behind her wildly as she did so. The moon glowed upon the heart warming reunion as it continued to unfold.

"Hayley!" Tori returned the excitement as Hayley leapt in for a warming hug. Andre trailed closely behind her with his muscular arms open wide and ready for the latina to jump into.

"Don't you dare forget about me girl," Andre laughed innocently with a gleeful smile on his face. His dreads were tightly tied behind his head and his dress shirt looked badly torn in several places making it resemble an old clothe from the dump. However, Andre ultimately beamed with happiness as he captured Tori in his arms after she was released from Hayley's grip.

"Like I would ever forget about you," Tori mocked with a sweet tone as she clung onto his neck for dear life (probably for good). It almost seemed as though she was going to strangle the poor boy before Katniss wriggled him free.

"Um, h-hi Camille," Hayley awkwardly greeted with a smile causing both her and Camille to twiddle their thumbs.

"Hello," Camille smiled faintly with a tone of shyness behind it.

"Seems I'm a little out of place here," Katniss laughed awkwardly as she averted her eyes to each and every person hugging and exchanging words like a pair of inseperable best friends over a cup of Starbucks coffee. And there was Katniss, merely standing to the side with her bows strapped haphazardly to her aching back as if she was the chauffeur.

"Oh, sorry Katniss. Andre, Hayley meet-" Tori was instantly cut off by a hasty introduction.

"Katniss Everdeen. The Girl who sat in the back of the class with a bored to death look on her face and would occasionally etch drawings into her desk."

"Uh…anyways,: Tori continued with a confused look on her tan skinned face as she gestured lightly towards the other two teens with the exact same look. "Katniss, meet Hayley and Andre."

"Nice to officially meet you Katniss," Hayley beamed as she shook Katniss' firm hand.

"Yea' it's good to know we've got more on our side," Andre praised before being harshly cut off by Jake who did nothing but smack Andre on his grass stained back and pointed his index finger violently at their notebook paper causing his iron ring to quiver a bit. Beck obviously had no idea what was going on in any way, shape or form, but felt it all come together after he was shown a message typed out on a laptop screen.

PLANNIN' TO BLOW THIS LITTLE GAME OUTTA THE WATER.

"What?" Beck asked, obviously not understanding. Jake ignored him as he went to grab Andre's notepad as quickly as he could. He threw it directly at Beck's heaving chest before typing something else out.

WRITE ON THAT! MICS IN THESE DAMN COLLARS….GUESS ME AND YOU ARE FINALLY ON THE SAME PAGE WITH THINGS. BASTARD EIKNER'S BEEN HEARING EVERY SINGLE WORD WE'VE BEEN SAYING SINCE THIS LOVELY GAME BEGAN.

Beck read the message, his crimson colored eyes scanned every word as his eyes widened in disbelief. Tori appeared alongside him with her chocolate brown eyes fixed upon the message as well.

ARE YOU SERIOUS!? THEY CAN HEAR US TOO?

Jake gave a disappointed grin before typing his response into the overused word document.

CORRECTO BRO. THEY KNOW AND WILL ALWAYS KNOW OUR EVERY MOVE UNLESS WE PLAY FIRE WITH FIRE.

Beck hastily nodded as he felt Tori snatch the note pad from his blood stained hands and saw her begin to scribble things down. Katniss narrowed he silvery eyes upon the written convo and gave a quick scoff of irritation. Tori revealed her written message to the others with a definite look of concern that was illuminated by the night sky.

WE HAVE 2 WARN EVERYONE ELSE!

Andre gave her thumbs up and earned a series of agreeing nods.

COULDN'T AGREE MORE TOR'...HEY, DR. SEUSS IN THE HOUSE! UH...ANYWAYS...BUT WE HAVE NO IDEA WERE EVERYONE IS…PLUS WE CAN'T TRUST EVERYONE WE COME ACROSS-

Katniss ripped a fresh sheet of paper from within a binder lying on the dewy patch of fresh grass and jotted down a little something for gratitude.

THANK YOU! SOMEONE WHO AGREES…

Beck rolled his eyes as he lifted the corners of his mouth to make a smiling face at her.

FIRST…WE'VE GOT OURSELVES A LITTLE FIGHT TO TAKE CARE OF…MORE LIKE WIN WITH OUR EXPLOSIVE FRIEND OVER THERE! YOU GUYS GONNA HELP US OUT?

Jake typed at incredible speed before showing his message off to the four exhausted teens who's faces all lit up like the stars up above. Beck exchanged nerve-racking looks with all three of his companions before writing three simple, but crucial letters.

Y-E-S.

20 STUDENTS REMAINING

Sunday: June 2nd, 2010 – 10:43 P.M. (Deserted Island: Grove)

Zander's legs felt almost like rubber as he continued to race through the leafy trees like a jaguar in search for prey. His mindset was completely focused on one person and one person only, but how to find them…Zander could only pray that they wouldn't end up as a fresh kill for another classmate. The moonlight's beams blanketed the soft blades of grass under and around Zander's filthy black vans that were shrouded with bloody patterns. He reached quickly into his school pants pocket and pulled out his well known weapon. The tracker…oh how he adored this device so very much.

"Now….where are we?" Zander whispered to himself with his hazel eyes narrowed intently at the glimmering screen. Obviously there was no response except the sound of crickets but he was just so lonely at the moment. He felt like he couldn't trust anymore unless he wanted to get stabbed in the back….literally.

His attention was greatly captivated as the blinking red star on the tracker's screen indicated that he was in G3 at the moment.

"It's hopeless," he sighed with his hot breaths escaping him in a rapid fashion. He felt like his heart would just stop at any given moment if he wouldn't take the time to rest. Zander felt his legs start to throb intensely in burning pain as he heaved for air. He instantly bended down and leaned on his wobbling knees for some kind of support as the fatigue began to set in gradually. His eyes were fixed upon Trina's coagulated blood that had dried onto his shoes ever since this horrific morning.

"What…should…I…do?" he gasped desperately in search for refreshing air to fill his burning lungs. "Maybe…rest…that sounds good…about now," he suggested as he felt the lids of his eyes droop over his dried orbs. Zander was beyond exhausted…unsurprisingly enough and he never felt it this bad even when going through intensive training with his master at the gym. Karate kicks, boxing jabs and millions of 1-2-3s escaping his lips with each blow.

Without another second going by, Zander collapsed into a messy heap on the grove's lush grass; feeling it cool his body instantly. He checked his tracker once more before feeling the urge to shut everything out and just…sleep. His eyes scanned the entire screen as it shined brilliantly; almost blinding him as it mixed with the comfortable darkness. However, once he spotted yet another blinking star on the screen, his quick senses kicked right in and he leapt up like a pouncing jungle animal. He held the tracker right in front of his dirty face in hesitation and looked at the star once more. It was close…too close actually.

I'm not alone…Zander get in the zone! Zander instructed himself while trying to push away his overwhelming fatigue to get ready. His right foot slid across the grass as he split his legs limberly into place. The star was directly behind him….

The star was none other than Lucy Stone. Her slender figure was hidden within the security of the bushes directly behind Zander. Her hand slowly slid between the leaves with her gleaming handgun firmly gripped within her deadly grasp. She aimed directly at Zander's head with a sweet smile upon her devil like face as she pressed the trigger with anticipation. Lucy's soft hair whipped around her due to the sudden breezes and she couldn't help but feel gleeful at the moment…this would be her first boy kill. She couldn't wait to see his blood spill like all the others, but that was annoying girl blood…this'll be different. I mean she did kill Kirby, but in her satanic eyes…he barely passed as a girl.

Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, Lucy's entire arm radiated with excruciating pain and she felt the beautiful hunk of metal loosen from her dainty fingers. What the hell! She hissed within her mind as the gun fell to the ground in a thump. She immediately felt the blood rush through her pulsing veins as Zander rushed towards her after striking her with his broomstick. Without even thinking, Zander used all of his remaining strength that he still could gather and forced it onto Lucy's side with gritted teeth and sweat flying from his pale face.

The angelic demon felt her arm give out from the great force and flew into a resting tree trunk only five feet away from them causing her red streaks to fall onto her face in a petty mess. Damn! For a skinny girl scout….he sure does have some muscle. Shit! My arm hurts so damn bad. If he broke it- Oh I swear I'll get this little princess before he can say 'Hiya'.

Zander examined the pathetic site before him and grunted in pure disgust as he brought out the gun he received earlier from Beck in quick haste. "Freeze!" he snarled with anger written all over his boiling red face. Lucy had to think of something…he had a gun…she dropped hers after he jumped her, or after he defended himself…nah, Lucy preferred him being the cause. She had to think of something fast to get out of this predicament.

Aha, I know just the thing to have this cookie begging on his knees. Lucy thought with a hidden smirk. She slowly hiked up her plaid skirt as she laid on the grassy ground revealing her cream colored thighs and sneakily slid her shirt up to give Zander a front seat to her beautifully formed stomach. Now time for the good girl bit…C'mon Luce, you've ran through this a billion times.

"I said freeze!" Zander barked as he spotted Lucy's hands sliding up her shirt in a 'helpless' and 'fantasy-like' manner.

"Please! Don't shoot me!" Lucy wailed hysterically while crying her fake tears of fear. An actress' work is never done… "Oh God, Please! I'm begging you! Don't shoot me!"

"L-Lucy?" Zander breathed in disbelief as the deadly angel know as 'Hardcore Stone' cried pitifully in front of his feet. "I can't believe what I'm seeing."

Lucy continued to hike her skirt up even more in order to entrance the meager boy and let the pretend tears roll down her toned cheeks and onto her school shirt. "I-I didn't meant to! I'm so sorry Zander! I'm really- I'm really not p-playing please!" Lucy continued to sob uncontrollably.

"Lucy Stone," Zander said once again as the images of Stevie's death replayed in his mind like a tape on endless rewind.

"Stevie! Hold on! You just hold on!" his head was outlined by the soft afternoon light as it cloaked over them through the treetops. Stevie began to smile through the pain and even moved her hand up to his tear stained cheek. Sadly it felt like she was forcing open a heavy steel door and watched her arm tremble crazily from the pain, but she managed. She felt his cheek somewhat, and wiped the tear away from his brown eye.

"Big boys don't cry Zander," she said in a hoarse whisper. Zander just shook his head and smiled at how she could throw a tease at him at a time like this.

"Shut up," he laughed while holding her close to his shaking body and felt the warmth that she still had. He let her grow apart from him and stared into her eyes while squinting as his lips trembled. "Who! Who did this Stevie…was it Nelson? I saw him up there. Was it him?"

"Zander? I'm serious….I'm not playing at all! I was just so scared," Lucy bawled as Zander continued to reminisce on Stevie's death.

"Lucy…Stone."

Zander's eyes went completely wide and his mouth opened slightly in terror from the mention of her name.

"Hardcore Stone…she…shot me. Watch out Zander. Watch out for her okay….promise?"

"Stevie…I-I'm sorry!" Zander screamed causing Lucy to wince in fear. "You! Lucy Stone!" Zander continued to scream in fury as he madly pointed the barrel of the gun right as Lucy's tear stained face.

"W-What? No…No, no, no! Zander! Please…I wasn't going to just kill you! I just need a friend! I need somebody! Anybody! I'm so sick of being alone. I don't want to be alone anymore…please, don't you understand," Lucy sobbed with her crystal blue tears streaming from her deep brown eyes that could easily bewitch anyone; boy or girl.

"Lucy…I-I can't believe you," Zander replied with a bleak expression.

"What do you mean! I'll do anything Zander. I mean it! I'll let you touch me…anywhere you want. I'll be all yours to have and to hold. I'll touch you! Anything you want I'll do it! Just please don't hurt me," Lucy begged desperately with her panties now being shown briefly as she hiked her skirt a bit more higher and began to lift her dress shirt slowly up to her chest.

Zander's eyes twitched as they danced in his skull. He couldn't help himself…he let his eyes glance over her the trembling girl's perfect body before snapping himself out of it. Zander! Focus! She killed Stevie! She's trying to distract you! This monster's is trying to toy with you! Zander shouted at himself and shook his head to get back in the swing of things. "Lucy I…can't do that."

"Zander, it's okay! You're a really nice boy. I know you'll be gentle. Please let me stay with you…I'll do anything your pure, but lustful heart desires."

"No. I can't and I won't! I found her Lucy," Zander growled while closing his pained eyes. He couldn't bear the sight before him any longer. It was horrendous. He couldn't believe a female could be this shallow. This desperate. This evil.

"What do you mean…'her'?" Lucy asked with a confused expression that looked pretty authentic upon her angelic face. Her tearful eyes went wide in confusion as she expected Zander to answer her.

"Don't play dumb. I found Stevie," Zander continued to growl and Lucy felt all the colour drain from the blushing skin on her face. Her entire body shook with fear…it sure wasn't the cold winds. Nerve-racking chills ran up her curved spine as Zander continued to talk. "She died in my arms this afternoon."

"No…Zander!" Lucy began to cry in fear once again to throw off the accusation.

"Shut up! She told me that you killed her!"

"No! She was lying! S-she tried to kill me! She got raped by that perv Nelson! You should have seen how much it screwed her mind up! I-I tried to help the poor thing, I really did Zander, but-but she just wasn't herself anymore! She turned on me and I…" Lucy immediately paused and began break out into a weeping state before finishing her little story. "Stevie went after me! I had no choice! You understand that don't you?"

"No…I don't. You disgusting filth! Lies! Lies! Lies! That's all you ever say! You're just a succubus! Filled with hatred and deceitfulness!' Zander shouted with anguish in his voice as tears formed around eyes. "She was my everything…she gave me that extra boost I always needed when I was being just average. She's the reason I am who I am…she was my best-friend Dammit!"

"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 to wipe the small smile from her face.

"You're welcome…precious friend."

"She was my precious friend…and you…y-you took her right from me!"

Lucy simply sat there with her eyes unbelievably blank as she listened to every word that escaped Zander's mouth and replied, "You liked her?"

"No, I loved her like a cherished sister!" Zander angrily barked back with the gun still trembling in his grasp.

"Hmph! Way to screw this up! Nice one Luce'," Lucy laughed to herself as she stood back up on her two feet as if nothing had ever happened. She brushed the grass and soil from her plaid school skirt and began to giggle innocently once again while batting her eyelashes playfully. "Guess I should be more careful when it comes to sneaking around, don't you think so Zandy?"

"W-What?" Zander whispered absolutely dumbfounded. He couldn't believe it…she was playing with his emotions, he knew she was lying, but he didn't know that she would sink as low as to pretend this dramatically.

"Oh please," Lucy sighed while brushing a strand of her silky hair behind her ear. "It's not like you didn't know all along that I was screwing with you."

"How could you…why would you-"

"Because I live for survival. If it means putting on a weak-ass face then so be it. Trust me…I've learned ever since I was little that life is like a Battle Royale."

"What do you mean?" Zander asked with a sturdy grip on the gun as he kept his eyes fixed on Lucy's every move.

"My daddy…oh my precious daddy always was sweet to his little baby girl. That is until one day…he left me and my mom with nothing. That's right…he ditched us for some big-boobed bimbo with a million dollars stitched to her slutty pornstar name. So, a year went by and my mom started seeing this other guy. Oh, he was perfect. He was handsome…he was sweet and gentle…so fatherly to me. He even bought me a puppy for my eighth birthday, but that night….I realized that just like me…he was nothing but an actor at their finest," Lucy's supple lips curved into a sneer as she finished the dark statement. Zander's eyes shook with terror as he waited for her continue.

"What do you mean by that?" he meekly asked with horror on his face.

"Well, that night. He said he wanted to play a game with me… a new fun game…I was only eight so of course I thought it was going to be a dress up game, or maybe even a tea party with my Minnie Mouse and Daisy Duck stuffed animals. Boy, was I wrong…He did it every night…the touching, the pain, the tears, the long scream filled nights; over and over, but he didn't care…oh no. He said that if I wanted presents like my puppy to keep living happily, I had to be a good little girl and do what he said. I had to make him happy…He said that if I told anyone he would kill my mommy."

"Oh my God," Zander whispered with a disturbed expression on his face as he listened to Lucy's twisted childhood. Lucy seductively lifted her skirt to reveal her black laced panties and simply licked her lips with lust.

"I wanted him to stop but no matter how much it hurt he said it felt too good to stop. Soon he started inviting his friends over while my mom was at work and began to do even more things to me…I guess little girl bodies turn them on," Lucy snickered darkly as she she turned around so that her rear was facing Zander. "See? They all wanted a piece of Lucy Stone, hm. They all wanted me to make them feel good like my daddy."

"Lucy…you need to stop, please," Zander pleaded as he felt his insides twist in disgust.

"Why? Don't you want some of me too Zander Robinson? I promise I'll make you feel good like my dad did," Lucy whispered softly as she walked over to Zander with her skirt up high above her slender waist. "I know. If you get to the point where you start screaming…you can pretend that I'm Stevie. I won't get offended if you start screaming her name."

"Stop it!" Zander barked with tears in his eyes.

"Oh come on. It'll only take ten minutes…now just relax and I'll do all the work," Lucy moaned as she began placing her hand on the cold shaft of the gun. Zander felt his entire body shake terribly as Lucy began to caress his sweaty cheek with her soft hand while her other was still wrapped around the gun shaft. She leaned in ever so gracefully with her eyelids halfway closed in a dreamy fashion that made Zander's spine tingle. He felt her warm breath dance upon his quivering lips and he could definitely tell that his heartbeat was rapidly increasing with each ticking of the clock. Zander felt her sweet lips graze over his own before she kissed them ever so gently (obviously not caring about the dirt that she was picking up from the boy's body). Her hands continued to brush the tears from Zander's deep brown eyes as she resumed her delicate trail of kisses that were leading to his pale neck.

As much as he hated it….he just couldn't grip himself. His mind was exploding in all sorts of ways and his thoughts were scattered through the space in his head. One part of him was screaming, "You idiot! You're actually liking this! You need to escape! She'll kill you!"…but another part of him began laughing within him, "Why make her stop? You know that you've had thoughts about her since freshman year…looks like your virgin days will finally end."

"Lucy," Zander groaned with tears in his eyes as Lucy began unbuttoning his dress shirt with a deep desire glazing her eyes. She didn't even respond with a kiss….she simply unbuttoned her shirt fast paced, revealing her black-laced (matching) bra to the karate master before her. Zander's breath immediately hitched in his dry throat as he watched the sight. "No…I-I can't…" he whispered as he felt the cold breeze blow over his bare chest; regret filling his voice. Lucy's wide eye soon grew cold like a pair of icy crystals as she heard Zander plead with her. She fixed him with an icy stare, yet she had a mischievous grin playing across her face.

Slowly, she took a deep breath and sighed before putting a hand on Zander's slender shoulder; his ratty dress shirt still unbuttoned. "Oh Zander…I know what your problem is…you're gay is that it?"

"Huh?!" Zander replied a little louder than he intended. He threw his attention to Lucy as he shook his head frantically and felt his cheeks burn with embarrassment. "No, I'm…I'm just not interested."

"Girl scout cookie," Lucy laughed innocently after hearing his reason for backing away from her offer.

"Excuse me?"

"You. You're such a damn girl scout cookie."

"What do you-"

"What? Are you about to tell me that you were secretly having an affair with one of the boys in our class? Oh, I guess Stevie was just your Beard huh?" Lucy teased with a still soulless essence in her stare.

"Lucy! I'm not like that… Stevie was close to me and I'm telling the truth. Just because I didn't want to give my virginity away to some lowlife like you doesn't make me gay…it makes me noble," Zander spoke with confidence as he began to run his dirt covered fingers over the clear buttons on his shirt to dress himself.

"So, you think I'm a lowlife? Well Mr. I'm Perfect…tell me who you've been able to save- Oh! That's right…you haven't fucking saved anyone," Lucy growled as she intensely stared Zander down. His hair was tousled upon his head and the moonlight swept over the two of them like a brilliant spotlight. He felt his confidence shatter in an instant as he thought of Stevie's dying form. He thought about all of his friends; True…Jo…Kevin. There names being announced over the intercom ever six hours and those empty names revolved around his head and he felt a wave of pity wash over him.

Amanda McKay's body lying on the recently cleaned classroom floor with a knife deeply embedded in her pre-perfect forehead. Zander saw Mike's glowing face being blown off like a freshly torn piece of paper from a notebook. Susie's pleading cries that were heard in all areas of the island filled his ears as well as her bloodcurdling scream mixed with the sound of horrendous gunfire.

"Let's face it Robins…everyone is playing this game. Everyone's dying and the only thing they're worrying about is themselves."

"That's not true," Zander breathed in a slow manner only causing Lucy to laugh in protest.

"You dumbass…you're the only one with this 'We're All in This Together' crap. The only way out of this…kill or be killed."

"No! Beck isn't playing…neither is Tori! Kendall and Carly aren't either, I ran into them last night and they're already on the peak of building an alliance. Face it Lucy, you kill for fun…how can you do this so easily?"

"Oh my God! Those are the rules idiot! For the fifteenth time…it's kill or be killed. I'm not going to play buddy buddy with you losers…I couldn't care less about any of you," Lucy scoffed with her hand sliding up her bare thigh.

"How can you say that?" Zander asked with his sweaty back against the towering tree trunk. His pole was leaning carelessly against it as well and his gun was now in is hands once again, but he had it pointing at the ground…big mistake.

"Simple. I'm a mean bitch who loves to get what she wants," Lucy replied with a sweet voice as she walked up the Zander like an innocent schoolgirl with her hand on the waistband of her skirt. "Look Ninja Turtle…it was nice chatting with you and all, but I'm gonna have to cut this little chat short and send you back to your rat master."

Zander gave her a look of absolute confusion before feeling a sudden surge of electric volts race through his startled bones. His mind went numb and his thoughts were scattered throughout his brain as he struggled to realize what had just occurred. His body flew back into the ground like a tattered stuffed bear. His eyes were blank for a few moments as he shook uncontrollably due to the electricity surging through his body like an extension cord. Zander's gun was now out of his grasp and nowhere to be seen to his knowledge.

Lucy stood there nonchalantly with the stun gun she acquired from Trina Vega and shook her head slowly. The crickets' orchestrated music rose in volume to overpower Zander's consistent groans of horrendous pain. "Aw…poor girl scout. Look at what you've done…I was willing to give you the time of your life, or at least six minutes before I gutted you like a fish."

Lucy leaned over Zander's seizure like form like a leering cat and blew him a sweet kiss that would send shivers up anyone's spine. With that, she took off into the dense bushes like a nimble deer with her red highlights trailing freely behind her. Zander finally felt his senses coming back to him and his vision became clearer…barely. He hissed in absolute pain as he felt aches all over his body due to the stun gun's aftershock.

"G-G-God D-Damn!" he barked while gritting his teeth. His head throbbed instantly after he lifted him self up into the sitting position to look around quickly for the deceitful temptress known as Lucy Stone. Nowhere in sight. "Lucy…." He sighed with one of his brown eyes closed as he tried to deal with the pain he was feeling. "Shit."

"She got away," he groaned in irritation as he stared into the quivering bushes. Zander was right…Lucy was long gone. "How could I be so stupid! I let my guard down for just a few minutes….She's talented, I'll give her that much. Her performance was flawless, but how could let her touch me like that! If Stevie were here-" He immediately cut himself off after saying his precious friend's name. "Stevie," he whispered slowly with pain in his voice, "I will avenge you. I promise!" Zander sighed in nostalgia.

"Stevie…How…how did you?" Zander seemed flabbergasted by the gift. His face lightened at the sight of it. A set of brand new Muay Thai boxing gloves. He's been wanting these ever since he was ten years old and could make a proper fist.

"I was able to finally get them last week. That's why I wanted to make sure you were gonna be here," she smiled at how happy he became. Zander snapped out of his trance and remembered that he got her something as well.

"I got you something too Steves," Zander replied with a joyous tone. Stevie looked somewhat surprised at this and showed a bit of excitement.

"Me? You got me something?" Stevie started to point her ring finger violently at her chest.

"Of course, today's a special day," Zander acknowledged her with a grin as he pulled out something blue and soft from his backpack. "A brand new beanie," he beamed, holding it out to her.

"No Way!" she shrieked, snatching it from the boy's hands. She immediately tried it on and fell in love with it. "Zander! You got me the-."

"I know, I'm awesome," Zander smirked while folding his arms. Stevie's expressions quickly changed to a death glare.

"Don't get too full of yourself," she sternly said. Zander shrank away from her and put the gloves in his backpack. "I might just wear this throughout the entire trip though," Stevie laughed as she pulled the beanie down in front of her eyes chuckling. It's as if she could just changed her emotions like changing her clothes. It scared him, but at the same time, made him smile.

He suddenly felt an overwhelming wave of sadness wash over him after recalling this memory from only yesterday… They were all just a bunch of kids getting ready to go on a Grad-night trip together to tie the knot a wonderful set of years together as a tight knit family, but now they're all fighting desperately to stay alive. Every crevice of this island is now marked with velvet red blood or a strung out body that used to be a smiling person that walked about this earth like anyone else.

"Next time I see her…I'll kill her. No matter what…she's dead when I run into her." Zander vowed with his eyes glaring into the dense bushes that held Lucy's alluring scent of perfume.

20 STUDENTS REMAINING

Whew! Finally Finished with this chapter! I hate myself for taking this long! Anywho...What did you think!? Give me your opinions and thoughts :D What did you think about Lucy and Zander's encounter? I tried to make him as realistic as possible, I mean he is a teenage boy after all...

If this story has been kinda confusing or has seemed jumpy I apologize :) Hope you enjoy this and the next Chapter! What would you want to see happen in the next chapter? Let your suggestions in the reviews for me if you'd like -.- haha

Lastly, I was going to unveil a little shocking secret about one the four boys (Kendall, Logan, Carlos and James) and explain Camille's back story a bit more!

Stay Tuned...even though it has been months ;P