Hoo boy are you guys in for a (most likely) wild ride. Sorry for the long wait. Also, I'm giving a major gore warning. Enjoy!


Many days have passed since the great feast. Everyone had stopped counting so no one knew exactly how many days went by. Lisa probably knew, but she didn't care either way. Suffice to say, what the Boar Creature told Milhouse was becoming increasingly true each passing day. The kids were acting more... feral. They started to move and even behave like animals at times. A couple days ago, Ralph tried to get a bite out of a boar Bart was eating and it caused the latter to growl like a dog. The two boys growled and even barked at each other for a whole 10 minutes. It was definitely a bizarre and embarrassing scene to witness.

More things have happened besides animal-like behavior. Some of the kids have started to use bones from the animals they killed into "armor". They mainly used skeletons from rabbits and birds due to the boar skeletons being too big. Recently, Bart, Nelson, and a couple of, but not all of, the kids have started using animal blood as warpaint! Lisa may have abandoned her vegetarian way of life and enjoyed killing animals for food, but even she thought using blood as warpaint and using bones as armor was a bit disgusting. The kids had started going back to using Alpha Squad and Beta Team for hunting as well. They went back to the routine Lisa had originally planned when it was first established. One group would go out and hunt food while the other group would stay at the campsite and work on shelter.

Speaking of shelter, it was expanded upon over the course of the days that have passed since the feast. More rooms were added to the treehouse so the kids could no longer sleep on each other. One day, Sherri suggested that they should make blankets out of the boars they had killed due to the treehouse getting quite chilly some nights. This suggestion could have been made much earlier because the majority of the boars that were killed by the kids became infested with maggots when they disposed of the carcasses in the forest, damaging the fur in the process. This meant that they would have to find more boars to kill for both food and blankets. Rabbits and parrots made good food but they didn't have the coats to make good blankets, and besides, the boars were a 2 in 1. Fortunately for the kids, the boar they had eaten one morning still had all of its fur intact. Before maggots could infest the carcass, it was skinned and was turned into a blanket by the kids. Well, technically four blankets were made from it because this specific boar was huge. These blankets were given to the kids that were the most chilly at night. Not long after, six more blankets were made from other killed boars for the remaining kids.

That blanket situation happened an unspecified amount of days ago. However, this didn't mean the wild kids would stop killing animals for fur. Far from it. More and more boars were killed each day by the kids for their meat and their fur. The fur now being used to make carpets for the shelter. There were even times when, if the kids were too full from the food and couldn't preserve the other meat, they would just discard all of the meat into the woods! Lisa did think that it wasn't a good idea, but she decided not to say anything. Allowing the lives of the killed animals be put to waste.


It started off as any normal day on the island, at least for these kids. The kids ate breakfast, which was a bunch of rabbits to shake things up a little. Alpha Squad stayed behind on the beach while Beta Team went out to hunt for more food. Bart and Milhouse were playing tic-tac-toe in the sand (Milhouse had no idea why he was losing but he didn't seem to realize that Bart was changing his O's to X's when he wasn't looking). Wendell was adding vines and leaves on the outside of the shelter to make it decorative. Lisa was skipping pebbles into the water as a way to amuse herself, and Ralph was snoozing right on the sand.

"Three in a row once again!" Bart said triumphantly as he drew a line through the three X's in a diagonal. "D'ooooohhh not again!" Milhouse whined in defeat. "This is the fifteenth time! How do I keep losing?" Bart shrugged innocently "I don't know. Your mind's probably not in the game," he said. "Not in the… NOT IN THE GAME!?" Milhouse shouted at his friend. "YOU KEEP POINTING AT STUPID THINGS LIKE A BIRD FLYING BACKWARDS AND I HAVE YET TO SEE ONE!!….. wait a minute… YOU'RE CHEATING!!!" He accused. "What!?" Bart shouted back. "How dare you accuse me of such a thing!" He stood up to which Milhouse followed suit. "You wanna go!?" Milhouse said. "Oh, I'll go!" Bart answered.

"PREPARE TO FACE THE WRATH OF BLUE THUNDER!!" Milhouse screamed and charged straight towards Bart. The latter let out a battle cry and charged towards the blue-haired boy. The two boys started to wrestle and attack each other like wild animals. They were biting and scratching each other and making growling noises as if they were wild dogs. Wendell and Lisa turned around from their respective activities to see what the commotion was. Despite being in completely different locations, they both rolled their eyes and turned back to what they were doing at the same time. They have seen those two fight a lot over the most useless things (especially Lisa) and a simple game of tic-tac-toe was no different.

Ralph, however, was another story. He did not like when yelling interrupted his dreaming. "Ow! My beautiful spiky hair!" Bart yelped as Milhouse forcefully tugged at his blonde spiky hair. That did it for the Wiggum boy. Ralph angrily sat up from the sand and looked at the cause of his sleep's disturbance. He grabbed a nearby pebble and chucked it at the fighting boys. "Shut up!" Ralph said as he threw the pebble. "Ow! Who did that?" Milhouse yelped as it struck him in the temple. He looked around and back at Bart. "Was it you!?" He pointed. "How and why the hell would I throw a rock at your stupid head if I'm fighting you!?" Bart snapped. "Stupid head!? Why I oughta-" Milhouse said before he and the others heard someone call out to them.

"Guys! Guys!" They voice called. It was Lewis. Beta Team must've finished with hunting. Alpha Squad stopped what they were doing and grouped up near the forest entrance where Beta Team emerged with a bunch of kills in hand. "Took your time," Bart muttered, Lisa elbowed him. The Beta Team members were all out of breath, obviously from running, but also from what seemed to be excitement. "Guys! You're not… you're not gonna…" Lewis said, panting. "Woah, Lewis. Take a breath," Lisa said as she put a hand on his shoulder. "What did you want to tell us?" she asked. Lewis was still out of breath to answer, so Nelson answered for him. "We were hunting some pigs until we heard a growl. We looked around and we saw a beast!" The kids' eyes widened. "Specifically a cougar!" Martin added. "We barely made it out alive! That's why it took us so long," Sherri said. The kids ooohed in awe. A cougar! On this island!

"Are…. we gonna go after it?" Milhouse asked almost hesitantly. "You bet your ass we are!" Nelson grinned. "But first, who's hungry?" He asked as he gestured to the food his group had brought back from hunting. The kids immediately grinned and rushed towards the killed animals. Instead of grabbing one of the killed animals, Lisa went to the campfire to relight it. She knew eating raw meat was not a good idea.

Lisa recalled a few days ago when Bart had tried to eat meat raw, being impatient with waiting for the food to cook. Lisa and even Martin warned him to not eat meat raw or else he would get food poisoning. Bart ignored the both of them, believing they just wanted to be nerdy, and swallowed a small slab of raw meat whole! He threw up the whole thing later that day…. Bart never ate raw meat again. After the fire was set, the kids grabbed the killed animals and set them over the fire, anticipating the delicious taste of cooked meat.


It was well into the afternoon, nearing the evening when the kids had finished their later lunch. They were all preparing to go after the cougar and kill it, sharpening their spears and tapping their clubs in hand like they would a baseball bat. Soon, they were standing right in front of the forest entrance, ready to hunt down their greatest kill yet! "You guys ready?" Bart asked as he turned to the other kids. They all nodded excitedly. Bart turned to Nelson, "Show us where you found it," he said. Nelson nodded, "EVERYONE, FOLLOW ME!!" he roared and ran off into the forest. The kids all howled and cheered as they followed the Beta Team leader.

Over ten minutes have passed since the kids left the beach in search for the cougar. The Alpha Squad members were getting confused. Where exactly were they going? "Nelson," Bart called out. "Are we even close to there ye-oof!" He was immediately cut short as he ran right into Nelson who stopped. "We're here," Bart heard Terri say, the other members of Beta Team nodded. The remaining kids looked at their surroundings, they were facing a mountain just on the other side of the island! This was quite a beautiful sight. However, the cougar was nowhere to be seen.

"Where's the giant kitty?" Ralph asked. "Ugh, Ralph, it doesn't know we're here. It's probably out hunting or sleeping" Lisa said. "That's true," Wendell said. The kids looked around the area in complete silence. The only thing being heard was the rustling of leaves and the distant chirping of birds. After standing around for what seemed like an eternity, Sherri broke the silence by asking "Should we go look for it?" Before anyone could answer the girl, a growl was heard in a nearby bush.

Everyone froze and slowly turned to the bush where the growl came from. The bush started to rustle. The kids poised themselves, ready to attack. The rustling started to get louder and louder.. until… it stopped. Some of them started to slowly lower their weapons, maybe it didn't see the- "RAWRR!!" A giant cougar leapt from the bushes and towards the kids, claws unsheathed! The kids were able to move quickly before the cougar could pounce onto one of them. They all circled the ferocious feline. They tried their best not to show fear towards the cougar but deep down, they were terrified!

The cougar eyed all of the kids surrounding it, calculating which one to kill first. The cougar knew it was outnumbered but it was surrounded and unable to escape unless it fought back. It set its eyes on a blue-haired boy with broken glasses who was shaking like crazy. The cougar lowered its body as it stared directly at the shaking boy. "Uhhh… g-guys?.." Milhouse whimpered, backing up slowly. Without any other thought, the cougar pounced at Milhouse!

Milhouse screamed like a little girl and tried to run away but couldn't as he back up into a corner. He braced for the impact of a ferocious cougar but….. nothing. He snapped his eyes open and saw the cougar running in place while also yelping in pain. Bart had stabbed the cougar's tail with his spear, technically nailing it to the ground. The kids could only look on in shock that Bart was brave enough to do that. The shock soon wore off as they saw the cougar turn around and try to attack Bart. Nelson immediately charged towards the cougar and struck its head with the club he was holding. However, the cougar wasn't knocked out but instead had blood dripping from its head. That only made it more angry. With all of its strength, the cougar yanked its tail off of the spear, causing the end of its tail to split apart. The cougar then lunged at Nelson who tried to strike it in the head again but was disarmed by the swipe of the feline's paw.

Then, all at once, the 9 remaining kids tackled the cougar, trying to restrain it. The cougar started to thrash around, trying to fight back. Seeing them restrain the cougar gave Nelson an idea. He saw a nearby spear that was dropped and grabbed it. He turned to where the cougar was restrained and walked over to its head. "Keep him still," he said. The kids obliged, albeit having some difficulty doing so due to the thrashing. Nelson stepped in the side of the cougar's mouth and purposefully avoided the thrashing teeth. Nelson made direct eye contact with the cougar, both sides showing the fury side of feral. It was hard to tell which was which. Continuing to stare into the feline's eye, Nelson raised his spear over the cougar's head. Then, without hesitation, struck down and stabbed the spear through the cougar's eye and piercing the brain. The cougar roared in pain and thrashed around for an agonizingly long 10 seconds before it stopped and succumbed to the spear.

The kids slowly climbed off of the motionless cougar as Nelson retracted the spear from the cougar's eye socket, the eyeball and even some parts of the brain were stuck to the spear. The kids stared at the deceased cougar for a moment before cheering and howling. "Good job, Nelson!" Bart smiled as he patted Nelson's shoulder. Nelson grinned, he turned back to the cougar's carcass and picked it up. After many days of lifting heavy animals, Nelson had gained more strength, giving him enough to carry the whole cougar. "Everyone!" Nelson said, everyone turned to him. "This will be our greatest dinner yet! Onwards to the campfire!!" He roared and ran back the to campsite. The kids all cheered and followed him, noticing that it was near sunset now. "I call dibs on using its claws for a necklace!" Terri said. "Hey, no fair! I want to make a necklace out of its claws!" Sherri spat back.

Milhouse was about to follow the rest of the group until he heard a rustling from behind him. Milhouse froze and looked behind his back to where a bush was, it was motionless. "Hey, Milhouse. You coming?" He heard Bart call. "Uh… y-yeah, I'm coming," he called back. Milhouse turned around and followed the others. He was quite behind them as he couldn't see them anymore. At least he knew where he was going…. mostly. While Milhouse ran as fast as he could, he shut his eyes to focus on his speed. He didn't seem to notice a branch right in front of him… "Oof!" Milhouse ran face first into the branch and collapsed onto the grassy floor.


Milhouse slowly opened his and saw that he must've passed out for a few seconds seeing that the sky was still that bright shade of orange. He slowly got up and his heart stopped when he saw what was standing right in front of him, The Boar Creature….

It looked quite different compared to when Milhouse first saw it all those days ago right before the great feast. Instead of having some chunks of fur on its body, The Boar Creature now had no fur on its body whatsoever and had less rotten flesh on its body. The maggots have migrated to the flesh covered sections. The Boar Creature was now almost skeletal but had otherwise looked identical to its previous appearance. "Y-you again!?" Milhouse stammered in fear. "I did say that I will be waiting for you. That waiting is now over," The Boar Creature spoke, its voice sending shivers down the boy's spine. "What do you want from me this time?" Milhouse asked. "I have something to show you. Follow me," The Boar Creature answered who then turned around and walked away from Milhouse, walking in the opposite direction, right where Milhouse coming from. Milhouse refused to follow but he somehow found himself following the creature, wether it was from inner curiosity or from an unknown force, he would never know.

Milhouse stopped a few minutes later when he saw the Boar Creature standing at a clearing. Wait a minute.. he thought. This is the same spot where we killed that cougar! "What are we doing here?" He asked. The Boar Creature looked at Milhouse with the black voids of its eyes and then looked up at the side of the mountain. "Do you see that cave on the side of the mountain?" it asked. Milhouse looked up at the side and he indeed saw a cave not far up. "Yeah," he answered. "I want you to climb up that cave and see what's inside," the Boar Creature replied as it turned back to face Milhouse again. "Wh-what? Why!? I can't climb up that!" he questioned as he looked back at the Boar Creature, albeit a little hesitantly. "The climb is not as difficult as it seems, you can make it," it answered. Milhouse looked back up at the cave and saw that it in fact wasn't a difficult climb. He looked back at the Boar Creature and said "Okay, but why do you want me to climb up there?" "Climb up and enter the cave, then you'll see," the Boar Creature answered. Milhouse opened his mouth to speak but decided not to say anything. He let out a sigh and the proceeded to climb up to the wall to enter the cave.

It took Milhouse well over a few minutes to climb up to the cave. He hated to admit it, but the Boar Creature was right, it wasn't difficult to climb. Milhouse was startled when he saw the Boar Creature standing right next to him, looking directly at him. "Wh-what the?.." he said, baffled. He looked down to where the clearing was and saw that the Boar Creature wasn't there anymore and was indeed right next to him at the cave entrance. "How-how did you get up here?" Milhouse asked. He knew the Boar Creature heard him but it ignored his question and instead looked at the entrance to the cave. "Enter the cave, then you'll see why I brought you here," it said. Milhouse looked at the Boar Creature then at the entrance of the cave. He took a deep breath then entered the cave.

Milhouse looked around the cave for a while, he couldn't see anything. He was about to give up until….. "mew" Milhouse froze. Did he just hear a kitten mew? He held his breath. "mew" there it was again. Milhouse turned and walked in the direction of where he heard it. A moment later, Milhouse found the source of the mews. His eyes widened and he gasped… he saw three baby cougars all by themselves.

He kneeled down and reached his hand out, one of the kittens rubbed its head on his hand. "Where's your mommy?" He whispered. The kitten's obviously did not answer but it seemed that they have been left alone for quite sometime. He looked back at the cave entrance and back at the cougar kittens several times. They were in a cave right next to where he and his friends found and killed the cougar earlier. After thinking about it for a moment, he gasped again as he placed a hand to his mouth and his eyes widened in horror… They didn't just kill a cougar… they killed these kittens' mother!

Milhouse got up immediately and started pacing back in forth, tears starting to well in his eyes. "Oh my god, what have we done? What have have we done?? WHAT HAVE WE DONE!?" He said, panicking. "My predictions were correct," Milhouse heard the Boar Creature say. He stopped and looked at it, it was staring directly at him. "Predictions?" Milhouse questioned. "I did say that you and your friends have been getting savage. You and your friends have been mercilessly killing several animals since the last time we've talked. You've been discarding the carcasses whenever you or your friends did not need them, taking those animals' lives for nothing," the Boar Creature answered.

Milhouse could only stare at the Boar Creature in disbelief. He tried to think of something to say, "A-are you saying that we shouldn't have killed those animals to eat?" He asked. "I'm not saying that. There's nothing wrong with killing animals for food, it happens everywhere in nature," it answered. "What I am saying is that thanks to the savagery of you and your friends, the population of animals on this island has dwindled. All of you are killing for fun, just like what you did with the cougar earlier, you weren't hungry then were you?" The Boar Creature answered. Milhouse thought back to when he went with his friends to kill the cougar, he didn't feel hungry at all. In fact, he felt full! He still did. Milhouse shook his head.

"If your friends kill all of the animals on this island, you will all starve and die out here.. unless you eat the poisonous plants or even resort to cannibalism," The Boar Creature said, "I can tell you've noticed how a little different I looked compared to the last time we've talked… Let's just say that I represent this island and your friends represent the maggots," it continued. Milhouse studied its body again. "Are you saying that we are killing all of the animals on this island, leading to a… I dunno… genocide of animals?" He asked. The Boar Creature nodded, "In a way, yes. You could say that this island is a land of maggots,"

Milhouse thought things through for a full few minutes. He felt like this terrifying boar creature opened up his eyes. He had to tell his friends! "I've gotta tell them! If we keep killing animals for fun, we'll all die out here!! We're becoming savages!!" He ran back to the entrance of the cave and saw the sunset, it was getting much darker. "Thank you, creepy boar thing! Watch the kittens for me!! We'll be back!" He said and he climbed down the mountain and ran towards his friends who far far away.

From the cave entrance, the Boar Creature watched as the the blue-haired boy ran off. It shook its head, "Oh, foolish Milhouse," it said to itself. "You will never be back here again,"


It was pitch black and the kids were dancing in a circle around the killed cougar, they were all howling like wild animals. Milhouse still had not arrived yet, but they didn't care. They knew that he knew the way back to the campsite. For now, they were celebrating their greatest kill yet.

The campfire was made to be five times bigger, making it bright enough to light up the whole area. The cougar was skinned, like it was being used for a ritual, some of the kids allowed the blood to drip on their faces and even stuck their tongues out to drink said blood like rain. The skinned fur coat was paraded around, blood dripping everywhere. The cougar's claws and teeth were plucked out of the sockets and turned into necklaces by the Mackleberry twins. All in all, the nine kids were having the time of their lives… in their own way. "I WISH WE NEVER LEAVE THIS ISLAND!!" Lisa roared. The kids howled and cheered in agreement. All of them dancing around the fire.

Suddenly, Martin heard something… it was running right towards them! "BEAST!!" He shouted all of a sudden. The kids stopped and looked at him in confusion. "THERE'S A BEAST HEADING RIGHT TOWARDS US!!" Martin shouted. Martin's shout caused adrenaline to kick in and all of their minds becoming bloodthirsty. "LET'S KILL IT!!" Wendell yelled. They all roared and howled like wolf animals as they ran towards this beast, although the couldn't see it due to their shadows. Bart felt something hit his spear. "I GOT IT!!" He announced to the others. The remaining kids circled next to Bart and they began to stab this beast, they still couldn't see it.

The kids' loud shouts and screams of ferociousness drowned out the sounds of the beast. They were all smiling in bloodlust as the stabbed into the pitch darkness. They could feel their spears stab into organs and bone and could even feel the beast's blood splatter onto their bodies. After 30 seconds of stabbing this invisible monster, they stopped. The beast was dead.

The kids soon back up from their kill to look at it, the fire in the distance peeling through. Once there was a clear and visible view of the kill, everyone fell silent.

Their bloodthirsty grins faded and were replaced by horror. It was a full blown bloodbath. What they killed was covered head to toe with stab and puncture wounds, the body was drenched in blood, creating a surrounding pool of it. Organs were displaced and covered with puncture wounds as well. The eyes were stabbed out and parts of the brain were damaged and scattered. The body looked almost unrecognizable.

They were sick to their stomachs, but not because of the gore, it was because they recognized what… or who it was…

It was Milhouse. He had been murdered by his own friends. The truth of their fates going down with him.


Damn... that was a rollercoaster huh? R.I.P. Milhouse, your blood is on everyone's hands... literally. Also, don't worry, this story isn't over yet. That's all for now, I'll be back soon