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Topic Started: Oct 15 2010, 07:16 PM (4,352 Views)
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((Remy Kim continued from Ishida Hunting))

Wandering. Wandering. Wandering.

That's all they had been doing since the first announcement.

They had managed to fall asleep nearby the mines just before that dreadful first announcement. Sure, the rickety buildings weren't very stable, but it was shelter none the less. The next morning, however, was the unbearable part. When he heard it, he cried like a baby. Reika... was gone, and Reiko had become a murderer twice over. He was too late, and he couldn't find or save either of them.

And now they were pretty much gone...

The announcement still rang in his ears even now.


"Fifth wasted was, uh... hold on, let me make sure I get this one right. Reika Ishida, you heard that kids? Reika, the one nobody really cared about. She made the mistake of startling Kris Hartmann, who took her out like a pro. Moving right along, the next of our femme fatales..."

But... he cared about Reika. Reika just wasn't some statistic. She was a person. His friend. Heck, maybe she was something more to him. And now this Kris person had simply shot her. But why? Reika was most likely minding her own business... it wasn't fair...

He knew Josée wouldn't take his crying well. Of course, what was he supposed to do? Kris fucking killed Reika, and Reiko was apparently running around killing people! Not to mention Sarah was out there, and god knows what was happening to her right at this moment (fortunately, unlike the twins, her name hadn't been mentioned yet. Yet).

But, Remy knew what he had to do. It sounded repulsive when it first popped into his head, but after a while, he couldn't resist the urge. He didn't tell Josée or Katelyn just yet, but the thought had repeatedly shown up in his mind since the announcement. Remy had a switchblade, and he was fairly strong. He could just sneak up on Kris and...

It was a dreadful thought, but it was what he honestly wanted to do right now, aside from finding Sarah and maybe even Reiko. The thing is, though, he didn't even know who Kris was. Maybe Josée knew, since she was a little more versed in the social scene, as far as he could tell. The only things he knew about this Kris was one, "he" had a gun, and two, "he" had also killed Amber Whimsy, who was infamous around the school. That was the only information Remy had, and frankly, it wasn't very good.

The rest of the second day had passed by calmly for them. Most of the time they just wandered the island, without any real aim. They didn't even see anyone. But, soon night fell, and they were in the woods once again. Since shelter didn't seem to be in store like the previous evening, they soon took shifts keeping watch while the other two slept.

Remy was woken up the next morning by the second announcement.

"Do you kids know what makes Uncle Danya happy? Things like... fine cigars, roast dinners, quiet nights in with Mrs. Danya... those things make Uncle Danya happy. But what also makes Uncle Danya happy is when his beloved students are game for the competition."

He rubbed his eyes, placing himself in the sitting position. Yeah, nice to know that, asshole, he fumed to himself in his head. And so, he blathered on about who was dead and alive. Reiko had killed again. Raina Morales and Tobias Elwin, those were the names of her victims. No information about Kris, though. A few other names he recognized. Trevor Duncan, he was a guy in his drama class. He and Remy had always been on good terms whenever they talked. Damn, him too?

And that's when Remy started to tremble.

It wasn't just Reika. Everyone he talked to at school was dying, and for pointless reasons. But, Remy knew he must one day kill. And not just Kris, either. There were a lot of people playing, it seemed. But he wasn't like them. But, why Trevor? And why Reika? Reiko had become a player as well...

His eyes started to water again, but he wiped them away. Remy really had no clue where Josée was, but he was aware that she wouldn't be happy with his crying. Besides, he made his choice, so he shouldn't be crying. He knew that if he ever saw Kris, he would stab "him" as many times as possible. It was the right thing to do, to be honest. Reika would be able to rest in peace, and wherever she was, she would be happy to find out her murderer received justice, right? Maybe he could go after this Hearst guy too, if he ever came across him.

But still. He didn't want to be here. He didn't want to die...

Remy stared at the ground.

He didn't want to actually kill someone either, now that he thought of it.

How would Mom think if he actually did kill someone?

And suddenly, killing Kris didn't seem so appealing. But, the thought of trying to get vengeance remained, just smaller.

He looked around him. Where was the other two? Katelyn and Josée were most likely nearby, that was to be certain. How was Josée holding up, anyways? He always had trouble trying to peek into that woman's mind. Yes, they were twins. No, that didn't mean he could read it. To him, Josée may as well be an alien creature from planet Mars, or possibly further out in the universe. Remy still wondered if she was concerned about that OC guy of hers. Would she act the same way as he was if OC got killed? Did she care about him? Did she care about the Ishidas at all?

And Katelyn. She probably had friends out here, too.

Remy sighed. Oh god. How many people were going to die here? Only one was supposed to survive, apparently.

"Hey guys?" he asked quietly, hoping at least one of the two girls were nearby.

They had to be nearby. They just simply had to.
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((Katelyn Wescott continued from Ishida Hunting))

Katelyn crept through the forest with her heart in her throat. She knew it wasn't good to be so tense at a time like this but she just couldn't help it. With Josee and Remy out of sight she could never feel completely safe. Someone could jump out of the bushes and shoot her at any moment. She knew it wouldn't happen, and that she'd need a cool head to get through all this. How they would actually get through this Katelyn didn't know, but she knew she had to just keep going. Just keep going one step at a time. Then perhaps the end would come and they wouldn't have died or needed to kill anyone. But if that time was to ever come they'd have to live in the present and keep taking one step after another.

Right now Katelyn's one step was a practical one. Find that creek they'd passed on their way here and see if she could get any drinking water from it. Their bottles wouldn't last forever, and it was always better to be safe than sorry. She shouldn't have left Josee and Remy like that, but she'd been having trouble sleeping and needed something to do.

When the announcement crackled over the speakers hidden around the island Katelyn almost let out a scream from the surprise, but as the announcement got under way her shock was replaced by different kind of horror. 'Mr. Danya' reading out the names of her friends and classmates, him listing how they'd died, and the fact that she hadn't been able to do anything about it, it was all too much! These people shouldn't have been dying; they were good people! They shouldn't have been killing each other! It was as if simple misunderstanding were becoming violent. How long until it all fell apart? These damn collars making everyone hurt each other! Katelyn couldn't stand it, she had to get back to the others.

She was glad she'd found Remy and Josee. While they were with her she knew she wouldn't hear their names read out by that sick fuck. She could stay with them and protect them and stop anything happening to them. It was something on this island that she could do, while everything else was beyond her control. Katelyn only wished she could say the same about Aston and Marion. Even two days later she still felt like she'd betrayed them. If their names had been on the announcements Katelyn felt that she would have probably broken down. At least they were still alive, even without her.

Hurrying back to where they'd slept, Katelyn heard Remy's voice and once again felt that tightness in her chest. She'd let them out of her sight. What if he had spotted someone creeping up and didn't want to attract attention? Oh why had she been so selfish as to leave them alone like that! Tears she hadn't even noticed falling down her cheeks, Katelyn sprinted towards his voice.

As Katelyn ducked around a tree and saw him standing seemingly safe she felt the tension fall out of her. She slowed and let out a sigh; at least he was safe.

"Remy..."

Katelyn didn't have anything to say to him, so she just expressed her feelings through a relieved smile.
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((Josée Trembley continued from Ishida Hunting))

Call it human restriction but after wandering around the island for what seemed like days, Josée needed to rest. She leaned against a particularly large looking tree and took a deep breath and observed her surroundings. She couldn't be lost, she knew that after she had wandered away from Remy this morning she had gone almost completely straight onwards, so all she had to do was go back the other way. At least, she thought that she had gone completely straight onwards, she knew that she had passed a few distinctive looking trees on her morning wandering; the only problem was that she couldn't quite recall what the exact features of distinction were.

"Hey guys?"

Josée heard a muffled shout nearby, she had to have been near Remy. Damn, she was rather hoping to have caught up with Katelyn first; she didn't know exactly why, but perhaps she could turn her against Remy or something like that. Not completely turn her against him; just show that she was superior to him. But alas, there he was, waiting for them both. Josée could just about hear where he was coming from, she must have looped round and went backwards at some point because he was suddenly so close to her. Josée moved towards him.

"Well... I think I can safely say that that is defiantly a forest out there. So what have you contributed to the team so far this morning Remy?" She asked in a sort of mocking fashion, she winked jokingly towards Katelyn.
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((Cisco Vasquez continued from All That I've Ever Known))

Cisco Vasquez felt like dying.

He had apparently been wandering across the entire island looking for souls to reap for the last 48 hours at the very least. Despite having applied (and re-applied where the cases warrant) bandages and ointment from his own first-aid kit, andhaving managed to feed himself sparsely he had not only lost track of time but from what he noticed about the lack of any presence at all since this morning, lost track of his only traveling buddy.

And when that traveling buddy was the Grim Reaper, well, he couldn't help but feel extremely vulnerable at the least. His arms had practically stiffened holding his Carol Channing vinyl - which he still hadn't fully realized was a circular sawblade in a Carol Channing sleeve - to his chest. He also felt a bit abandoned and guilty, probably because of his complete lack of performance as Death's minion. By now, he had started mumbling to himself, mulling over every single different possibility and degree of pain of however Joe Rios would end up punishing him for his inability to do his dirty work. He begged and pleaded with whatever entity resided in his head for an opportunity to really prove himself.

Indeed, Joe seemed very, very disturbed as of late. Particularly when the announcement started playing. Cisco found this fear contagious, as he obviously attributed it to his current inability to do the Reaper's bidding. After all, none of them were responsible for the names mentioned on the announcement, and in that form Death would have to walk quite a bit to properly claim all the souls that the other students had liberated from the mortal coil.

"Joe? Buddy?" Cisco whimpered, "Is everything all right?"

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((Joe Rios continued from All That I've Ever Known))

Joe had been wandering around for quite a while. A little under a day, by his measure, since they had left the sawmill at night on the second day. He was already uncomfortable with this arrangement; he was wandering around, technically armed but unable to quickly access his weapon, with his only traveling companion being someone who was not the most mentally stable person on planet Earth, to say the least.

The announcement had clicked on shortly after they left. He had missed the first one due to an incident with a bit of dynamite that some idiot had thrown into the sawmill for no apparent reason, so he decided to pay some attention to this one and see if he recognized any names.

"Honestly kids I don't know how to make this any more simple for you. A certain Rose Codreanu, managed, somehow, to fail to realise that she too was in a dangerzone. We're doing future generations a favour with ones like that, we really are."

Rose. Unfortunately, he most certainly did. All the air left Joe Rios' lungs, and for the next few seconds any rational thought in his mind was replaced by rage and bloodlust towards Danya. He managed to cool himself down a bit to hear the next bit of bad news.

"Well, after that, everyone's favourite midget, Reiko Ishida managed to score with another double kill. That's right kids, that puts her on four. First up was Tobias Elwin, who took a knife to the throat and then right afterwards, Raina Morales discovered that Reiko's boot was a lot harder than her head. Must've been a real kicker for her..."

Wait, what the fuck. Joe did a double-take. Reiko!? What the fuck? The rage was overtaken by confusion as Joe wondered what in the hell kind of bizarro world he had entered into where Reiko Motherfucking Ishida, of all people, could be a psycho killer. Judging by Danya's praise of her, Joe briefly considered sending Cisco off to her instead; she was certainly a far better Grim Reaper than he was, he mused.

He didn't pay much attention to the rest, brooding over the loss of his best friend and the apparent total transformation of another old friend, until one of the last lines.

"Alright kiddies, all the current dangerzones are cleared. But, it wouldn't be any fun if we had none, so I'm going to go ahead and name The Infirmary, The Key and The Mansion as our latest dangerzones. Don't pull a Codreanu, folks - haul ass!"

Okay, seriously, fuck you, Danya. This hurts enough without you nicknaming a stupid mistake after her, you fucking asshole, Joe thought to himself, somewhere between defeated and annoyed.

They kept walking. Every now and then, Cisco would re-apply first aid materials and feed himself; he was surprisingly self-sufficient for someone with his head so far in the clouds. He eventually started mumbling something about reaping souls and proving himself; Joe hoped the Grim Reaper thing wasn't actually starting to get to Cisco's head, as the last thing he needed was for his buddy to turn into an absolute psychopath.

After a while, they arrived at some woods and Cisco asked him a really, really stupid question.

"Joe? Buddy?" Cisco whimpered to Joe. "Is everything all right?"

"Of course everything isn't fucking all right! My best friend died horribly and got ruthlessly mocked over the announcements, and another person I was reasonably close to has been going on a batshit insane killing spree, you fucking idiot!" Joe snapped back.

An awkward pause.

"Sorry... I didn't mean to get angry at you. It's not your fault, you couldn't possibly have known that I was close to Rose or Reiko," Joe apologized. "Still, saying this is an unwelcome development would be just a bit of an understatement," he added. "Seriously, what the fuck, it's like the universe is out to get me or something." Joe was speaking in an oddly down-to-earth manner for someone who was supposedly the Grim Reaper. He briefly considered totally dropping the lie and admitting to Cisco that it was just a convenient story to get an ally, but he figured Cisco didn't need the extra trauma right now.
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And soon the others popped up.

First came Katelyn, who gave him a relieved smile, which Remy returned. Thank goodness she was safe. Now what about Josée?

"Well... I think I can safely say that that is definitely a forest out there. So what have you contributed to the team so far this morning Remy?"

He span around, to see the little she-devil talking to him.

Remy clenched his fist. Sure, it was her idea to team up. Sure, she had said that she wanted one of them to get off the island safely to Mom. Sure, he wanted to keep her around. But, that didn't mean that everything was perfect between them and they could tolerate each other easily. God, sometimes he wished he could just smack her right across the face. But that wouldn't do, would it?

But, none the less, Remy was irritated.

"Josée, how about you just-" he started to snap, but-

Noises. Muffled noises. It sounded like... someone else was shouting? What the hell...

Remy sighed. Well, it had to be sometime that they ran into someone. The fact that they hadn't encountered anyone yesterday meant that they were probably going to encounter someone today. Remy wasn't in the best of moods, and Josée was being particularly irritating right now. So, this new event was starting to get on his nerves too.

He looked around at the other two. Josée had that club thing, while Katelyn had a megaphone. He had the knife. So, two of them could probably defend themselves. A megaphone... maybe they could talk to however was there?

But, what if it was one of the players?

What if it was Kris?

Remy took a deep breath, and turned to Katelyn. "Do you think it's a good idea to try talking to them with that... you know... uh... megaphone?"

He didn't even bother asking Josée. He really wasn't in the mood.
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Though she had to think fast, Katelyn was held by indecision. She had thought Remy was safe the moment she'd seen him, and hadn't waited to find out. Her original thoughts had been right after all; he had heard somebody coming. That meant she would need to protect them now, but for some reason she couldn't summon up that determination she'd had only a minute ago. She needed to. It was time to act!

But her thoughts were moving too slowly, and her mouth gaped open without a response.

Remy was counting on her! He and Josee both were, and now wasn't the time to let them down!

Katelyn crept over to where she'd left her bag, attempting to retrieve her megaphone. Why she was trying to move so quietly right before she would scream an amplified message into the forest wasn't something she thought about, but at least her options were all still open. She fished the megaphone from amidst her belongings and turned back to the twins.

There was still the chance they could run. There was still the chance they could hide. But that wouldn't fix the situation. They couldn't just run from all their problems. In her life, Katelyn had rarely encountered problems beyond her ability to resolve. It could be scary, but she always had to do what she could. The only way she could ever know if she could help here was to try. In a few seconds she could be dead, and that knowledge weighed on her mind heavier than any doubt she had ever felt before. But she still had to try her hardest. For everyone's benefit.

Once again the words wouldn't come, but Katelyn gripped the handle of the megaphone tightly and gave a small nod.
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Josée positioned herself comfortably against the outer wall of the cave and listened to the conversation between Remy and Katelyn.

"Do you think it's a good idea to try talking to them with that... you know... uh... megaphone?"

Josée was unsure about this idea, what if these people were murderous, they could take Katelyn out in an instant. Still, if worse came to the worst at least she could say that it was Remy's fault. But not even she wanted it to come to that, perhaps if she positioned herself behind a tree so that if they were murderers, she could catch them by surprise with the Blackjack. so Josée stepped behind one of the nearby towering trees and waited for Katelyn to give her signel. But no signal came. She seemed scared, Josée didn't blame her to be frank; perhaps Remy should be the one making the message. Josée laughed to herself at the thought of this, but she remained behind the tree, Blackjack in hand.
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Cisco didn't get an immediate reply to his question, as both he and Joe found themselves paying a little too much attention to the announcements to do so. Unfortunately, when that reply came, it came as sudden as a swing of that scythe out of goddamn motherfucking nowhere.

"Of course everything isn't fucking all right! My best friend died horribly and got ruthlessly mocked over the announcements, and another person I was reasonably close to has been going on a batshit insane killing spree, you fucking idiot!" Joe snapped back.

Such violent reaction caused Cisco to curl up in his spot bracing. He closed his eyes and almost started sobbing, expecting nothing short of a drawn-out, painful (and most importantly, over-dramatic) demise. He didn't usually pay attention to who-dated-who in school, let alone who-was-mostly-likely-to-murder-who, and clearly there was a price for not doing his proverbial homework.

"Oh God...Joe..." he whimpered as he shivered, "I'm sorry..."

"Sorry... I didn't mean to get angry at you. It's not your fault, you couldn't possibly have known that I was close to Rose or Reiko," Joe apologized. That was excuse enough to calm Cisco's nerves for the time being, as he straightened up somewhat and wiped off whatever sweat suddenly beaded on his forehead away with a bandaged arm.

"Still, saying this is an unwelcome development would be just a bit of an understatement," Joe added. "Seriously, what the fuck, it's like the universe is out to get me or something."

Cisco nodded in almost sheepish approval. It wasn't exactly a secret that people were generally out to try to screw Death over as much as they could before the inevitable. Some got lucky, others worked for it. It bought them time (particularly those that made deals with the Reaper), or merely hastened the process. But Death got everyone in the end, including his minions.

And, as luck would hopefully have it, the source of what seemed like talking in very, very close vicinity.

"Do you hear that?" the green-haired minion asked, putting a finger to his mouth and looking around. He slowly pried his hand into the sleeve of his vinyl, his fingertips slowly making their way down the metallic edge of the circular sawblade within toward the hole that he figured was its 'grip.' But he didn't draw it out, not yet. He didn't want whoever he intended to use this against to know that he had a lethal weapon (which, unbeknownst to him, actually did have the potential to seriously mess someone the fuck up.)

"Someone's nearby...very...very close..." he added, the edges of his mouth twisting upward into a very sinister grin.
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Joe noted Cisco's horrible rictus, spurred by the people talking in the distance. For someone so utterly broken, he could be quite terrifying. This wasn't gonna work.

"Act casual," he quietly advised his partner. "And take that... abomination of a facial expression off. Seriously, you're scaring me a little with that, we can't afford to scare whoever's out there too," he admonished.

"Hey, anyone out there?" Joe shouted in an attempt to catch the attention of the people talking. He silently hoped that it wasn't going to be Reiko. That was the last thing he needed right now.

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Katelyn fished the megaphone out of the bag quickly, and nodded. Remy found himself glaring at a giggling Josée, before looking back at Katelyn. God damn it, he really wasn't in the mood for Josée's antics right now. Again, it was her idea to team up, but that didn't mean he liked hanging around her most of the time. But, at least she had her club-thingy out, so she at least was going to be helpful, rather than going "my brother is an idiot" this entire time. That, at least, was a good sign, since it meant that she was going to... well, do something with herself if they got attacked.

Oh god, what if they were those kind of people? Would they be attracting some sort of psychopath to them? Not one, but two?

It was better to just talk to them, though. See if they would be willing to be friendly.

"Okay, Katelyn..." he started to say, and then took a deep breath.

"Just say to them... uh... you know. We're armed, but we're not willing to attack anyone. Or if you want I could... you know, say it myself?"

His hands wandered back to the knife in his pocket. What would happen if he had to use it? Again, at least two of them had weapons, right? There seemed to be two of the people, based on the voices. Two against two. Well, actually, three against two, depending on Katelyn's abilities. Hopefully it was indeed two people there, and not... well, more.

"Hey, anyone out there?"

Well, they seemed to notice them too, at least.

Okay, Katelyn, you know what to do. Just call out to them, and well... communicate. Remy took a deep breath.
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A burst of feedback rang out across the forest as Katelyn squeezed the trigger on the megaphone and adjusted its distance from her face. Swallowing again, she addressed anyone who could be listening.

"Uh, hi. It's Katelyn. With a 'K'."

Her voice sounded pretty different over her megaphone so she saw the need to clarify. In all the time since she had arrived on this island she had barely used her megaphone at all. That seemed to be something to be thankful for, since their kidnappers had designated it her weapon. Still, she felt a strange satisfaction at its use. This was something she could do for the others.

"We're not fighting! We won't hurt you! We might even be able to help!"

She wasn't sure if she could, Katelyn made the offer anyway. They had first aid kits in their bags, and could always offer a bit of food if these people needed some. They were all just trying to survive, weren't they? These people weren't killers, right? She'd already let them know where they were.

"Please don't hurt us," she added after releasing the trigger.

Please don't let them be killers...
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Josée studied Katelyn's expression, she seemed very distressed, she had no idea what Katelyn was planning on saying, perhaps Remy should be the one to talk to them.

"Just say to them... uh... you know. We're armed, but we're not willing to attack anyone. Or if you want I could... you know, say it myself?"

He was even offering, surely Katelyn would see sense. Josée hadn't noticed that her nervousness was starting to show as she she eyeballed the trembling Katelyn from her tree. Nonetheless, she could take it no longer and if Katelyn wasn't going to say anything then she would have to go and do it herself. She left her hiding place and began to quickly march up to her, ready to take the microphone out of her hand, but before she could. Katelyn spoke:

"Uh, hi. It's Katelyn. With a 'K'."

Josée stopped in her tracks and stared at her, wondering what she was going to do next.

"We're not fighting! We won't hurt you! We might even be able to help!"

Josée wasn't sure if she had picked the best words. It was all well and good to try and make peace with these people, but what if they saw them as weak and decided to kill the three of them. It was ironic that what seemed like the sensible option was actually one of the riskiest. But what was said was said, all they could do now, was wait for a response.

"Good... Good job Katelyn." Josée said to Katelyn as she stood by her side and patted her nervously on the shoulder. She took a deep breath in and waited.
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"Act casual, and take that... abomination of a facial expression off. Seriously, you're scaring me a little with that, we can't afford to scare whoever's out there too,"

Cisco quickly took these words to heart, gasping briefly as his smile sunk back into an expression of quivering obedience. Perhaps it was better to let Joe do his job and then have Cisco do the dirty work...though it was starting to near the point where it was past gratifying for him.

"Hey, anyone out there?" Joe shouted. Cisco stepped back toward Joe so the two were almost back-to-back, hoping that he hadn't somehow alerted a horde. Of course, a pseudo-supernatural call deserved a pseudo-supernatural response, this one in the form of what sounded like the feedback from a speaker.

The ringing in his ears from the explosion had dissipated enough that he only had tinnitus during more absolute silence. It sounded like the feedback was coming from only one speaker.

"Uh, hi. It's Katelyn. With a 'K'." Only one person came to mind when he heard those words, though she sounded sincere enough (as sincere as a speaker filter would allow) that it was most likely that person.

Katelyn Wescott was almost a nerd after his own heart. Almost. Sure she liked to put an almost freaky intensity into things, but she just seemed too intellectual for it to be 'real.' Not that it caused him to hold any contempt for her from that, he just kept his distance from her like he did from most (and vice versa.)

"We're not fighting! We won't hurt you! We might even be able to help!"

From how confident (or not) she sounded, she had to have found a group that had power in numbers or weaponry. Either way, he couldn't take them on with Death's earthly form and not suffer greatly (and stupidly) for it. Which means they had to come up with a way to lure them to their doom...something Cisco was already getting to while Katelyn was speaking.

"I've got an idea..." Cisco suddenly said, his enthusiasm limited by his hushed voice, "I'll toss my vinyl at them. That'll show them we don't mean any harm yet."

He pursed his lips as he gently pried his fingers into the torn paperboard sleeve, making his way around the bladed tip of the 'vinyl' and across its smooth yet slightly scuffed metallic surface to the hole before slowly pulling it out. Removing it also slowly removed bits and pieces of the actual black vinyl, shattered in the explosion, causing them to fall to his feet unnoticed.

He held out the record with an extended arm and fingers and a gentle yet disappointed smile on his face, as if he were at a jewelry store analyzing a (fiendishly huge) engagement ring. The steel glinted in the light, allowing him to see the 'vinyl's' serrated edges more clearly. But even then, he wasn't quite convinced.

"It's a shame, this must be a limited edition print." Cisco couldn't exactly remember where he'd heard that vinyls were printed in different colors. Maybe it was just the preschool records his teacher put on the toy player, which was somehow fitting given that the original vinyl was a first-edition printing of children's songs.

"But hell, I'm gonna die soon anyway," he added, "Nobody's gonna miss it."

Cisco removed his finger from the hole and held the circular sawblade with both hands, pinching the flat side so as not to cut himself like last time as he stared out in the general direction of the megaphone voice. The voice came from a direction where the foliage was relatively low, probably not much taller than the two boys. It wouldn't be hard to send the vinyl hurtling over it just far enough to be noticed if the wind didn't blow it back into the woods.

"We don't want to hurt you either!" he shouted, his throat aching a bit from not having done much shouting in a long time. "I'll toss out my weapon, it's not that good!"

Without any further delay, Cisco folded his wrist forward and crouched a bit, clearly aiming to mimic his athletic counterparts in executing this suddenly-improvised plan of his. He was no discus thrower by most measures, but at least his constant state of pseudo-dizziness meant he wouldn't lose as much of the bearings he'd somehow recovered after the explosion as he figured he would. With a rather loud grunt, he loosed his grip and sent the blade whizzing over the foliage. At least it didn't seem to wobble much from the air resistance...as much as he could spot it before it finally disappeared from his sight.

If anything though, Cisco didn't expect it to hit anything. In fact he probably didn't expect the 'vinyl' to reach them at all. It would probably land harmlessly at their feet at the most, maybe even bounce harmlessly off of their clothes.

This'll be easy. I'll just ask Death to help me find it when I'm done...maybe this'll satisfy him.

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"I've got an idea..." Cisco suddenly said, his enthusiasm limited by his hushed voice, "I'll toss my vinyl at them. That'll show them we don't mean any harm yet."

Joe blanched. The only words that he could summon to his mind were "oh," "fuck" and "no." The air seemed to freeze as he looked on, horrified, at what Cisco was fixing to (totally inadvertently) do to the people they had barely even met.

"It's a shame, this must be a limited edition print," Cisco noted.

How the fuck can someone be this oblivious!? That thing... oh my fucking... no. No. No. He's not serious. There's no way... Joe thought, frantic.

"But hell, I'm gonna die soon anyway," he added, "Nobody's gonna miss it." Joe stared at Cisco as the latter prepared to throw his sawblade like a discus, apparently totally clueless that he was holding a fucking sawblade.

"We don't want to hurt you either!" Cisco shouted. "I'll toss out my weapon, it's not that good!"

Cisco prepped to throw it, and Joe closed his eyes, not wanting to see the results of this action.

Cisco, you fucking idiot.
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Josee's hand on her shoulder made Katelyn smile. She'd been unsure if her speech had been any good, but at least Josee thought it was. Now all that was left was to see if they'd reply. Katelyn tried to peer through the trees as she waited.

She didn't have to wait long. Soon the whispering voice was replaced by a shout.

"We don't want to hurt you either! I'll toss out my weapon, it's not that good!"

They weren't killers! They weren't crazy! Katelyn had actually managed to find some more people on this island who didn't want to play the terrorists' sick game. Her smile broadened, and she started to raise her megaphone back to her mouth to thank them.

Suddenly she was stopped by a silver disk flying from the location of the voice. It didn't look real, like it was some kind of special weapon from a silly game, a giant shuriken or something. She flinched and tried to move aside, but it was too late.

Katelyn stumbled backwards, the disk flew past her, and she fell to the ground.

A quiet splash sounded amplified to her ears. Slowly and fearfully, she raised a hand to her neck. One quick touch and she drew her hand back swiftly, letting out a soft gasp. Her fingertips were covered in blood. She had felt that gash in her neck. Slowly the pain grew apparent, intensifying with every throb.

A moment passed, and then Katelyn started to scream. She held her wound with both hands, desperate to stop the flow of blood. Her mind grew dull as the flow washed over her fingers. She fell to the forest floor, her face pressed against the droplets that had already fallen. Tears ran sideways down her face as she gave a final sob. This shouldn't be happening. She had so many things she had to do. She was still needed.

How selfish this is of me...

Back home a family cried together.

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Katelyn and the other people started communicating. Yes! They were getting along just fine. It wasn't as if they had some sort of weapon, right? Apparently one of them did, but they said it wasn't very good. In fact, they were going to toss it over to show them.

And what happened next was like something out of a bad Japanese cartoon.

Remy wasn't sure what had happened next. But a shiny gleam brushed past Katelyn's neck, and he could see a red splotch on it. Oh jesus, what was happening? They attacked her, didn't they?

"Katelyn!" Remy shouted, as she put her hand to her neck, apparently realizing what had happened.

And that's when she screamed.

Remy felt a chill down his spine watching her on the ground and sobbing. Before he and his sister could do anything, she laid completely still, her blood pooling from her neck.



They killed her.

Those two. Murdered her. Liars. Psychopaths.

Just like Kris.

They were bad people.



Remy felt his heart race and his eyes began to tear up again. Assholes. Something had to be done... they lied to them. They attacked her. Attacked them. Remy didn't even know what had been thrown at them, but whatever it was, it got her.

He reached into his pocket, and without warning pulled out his switchblade.

"Josée, stay back. Let me deal with this", he said quietly.

Remy slowly walked towards where the voices came from. But after a few seconds, he stopped and took a deep breath.

Then he ran towards the source at full blast.

They weren't getting away with this. Not them. Not Kris. Not Danya. Not anyone.

Tears ran down his face as he ran.

Fuck them. Fuck those two. He was going to get them. Get them both. Make sure they suffer. They deserved to suffer. They were murderers.
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"We don't want to hurt you either! I'll toss out my weapon, it's not that good!"

Josée thought that that sounded promising, although just be a cunning trick; but then again, at this point anything could be a cunning trick. All it would take is a simple shot in the back of the neck to take her out. But for now, she would just to keep her cool. All the same though, she took a cautious step back from the direction that the voices had come in. I silver, spinning object flew out of the trees. It didn't take long for Josée to realise that it was just a record, that is, she had plenty of time to identify it... Once it was clipped by her friend's throat.

Josée leapt away from her in shock at the sight. She had to do something. But what? What the Hell could she do? She started to panic. Josée had not expected anything like this to happen. But it was just a cut, granted it was an extremely large cut and a lot blood was rushing out, but it was an accident, and accidents don't happen this badly.

A thought suddenly struck Josée; the first aid kit! There was a first aid kit in the bag she was given, this was her only chance to save her. Thankfully her bag was still on her back so she instantly thrust it off onto the floor and began to fish through it, chucking out everything in her way, trying desperately to find it. Finally she pulled it out and began to unzip the items inside. Josée had had very little knowledge of first aid, but like many other people before her who had been in similar situations, she felt a sudden desire to learn in the next five seconds.

But even five seconds would have been too long. Josée looked at Katelyn and instantly realised that she was already dead, Josée picked up her wrist just to make sure. Nothing. Josée looked up at Remy remorsefully, but Remy's attention was focused on the source of the record.

"Josée, stay back. Let me deal with this"

He was running into the forest, he was after them, he had his switch-blade out. He did realise that it was an accident, right? Josée couldn't just stand there mourning over Katelyn when there could be more corpses about to hit the ground. Josée wasn't sure exactly who will be killed if she didn't do something, but she could work out that it was probably going to be someone.

Josée ran off in the direction of her brother, leaving everything but her blackjack littered by Katelyn's corpse. Not knowing exactly what to do. But she just hoped that the last thing she did on this island wasn't to take a bullet for her brother's own stupidity.
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Silence.

Joe stood there, his eyes closed. Maybe he was meditating or uttering a spell or something. He didn't seem to be as angry as he was just a moment ago. But somehow it seemed that the act of falsely discarding his weapon didn't satisfy him as much as Cisco had hoped. And "not as much as hoped" meant he'd have to go fetch it himself, rather than have Joe bring it back with his 'mystical powers and shit,' otherwise he would have already had it back by now.

"Right, I guess I should go fetch my weapon then..." Cisco said awkwardly, before taking a deep breath.

He peered into the foliage realizing he would have to do this by himself, and started to trudge into it, holding the paper sleeve of his sweet, deadly musicmaker close to him as he went in toward the general direction of where he thought he threw his precious 'vinyl.' This island was supposed to be inhabited only by the students, right? So it wasn't as if there were some gigantic grizzly bear roaming around just eating everyone. Maybe it was a legendary chupacabra or one of Death's paranormal-supernatural drinking buddies. Maybe it was some evil smoke monster guarding the entrance to Danya's secret lair. He looked up through the foliage into the reddening sky. It beautiful to the point of distraction.

Indeed, Cisco's upward glances and wondering about what sort of fantasy or television-inspired creature lurked about these mysterious forests kept his constantly whirling thought processes lovingly distracted against the thought of what real people might really be lurking through them right now.

Such as the person suddenly appearing from behind one of the trees and running in the general direction of where he'd thrown the weapon. The first thing that undistracted the spaced-out goalie was the sound of footsteps nearby, at which point he turned his head down to notice the guy practically next to him, about to run him the fuck over. It wouldn't be the first time he'd only noticed something a split-second before a nasty surprise.

"Hey-" was all Cisco could say before deja vu suddenly had its metaphorical way with him and left him metaphorically whimpering, curled up on metaphorical bedsheets while deja vu smoked a metaphorical cigarette and tossed him a couple of 20s for being so cooperative.

He didn't realize that he'd been bumped into by someone running like a goddamn mountain until he was on the ground, face-down and dazed.
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With quiet steps, Ash approached the corpse. It was her first time seeing a dead person up close. She wondered briefly why she wasn't feeling nauseous or sick at all before snapping back to the situation. What had happened? The deceased's throat has been slashed across one side. The girl's friends had run off to catch her killer. There was nothing stopping her from looting the body right now. So, why wasn't she doing that right now?

Going near it was hard for her. It wasn't decency that stopped the blonde, although that played a part in her aversion. It was her fear of the dead. As silly as it sounded, Ash felt that corpses reminded her of herself. Their cold and lifeless eyes were just like hers...

No. Don't think about it. Just get what you need.

Ash looked around. There wasn't anybody nearby. With a mix of fear and revulsion, she forced herself to move closer. It was too difficult to go near it when she could see the body, so she closed her eyes and inched forward step by step.

It isn't you. You're alive, she isn't. Stop feeling bad and take her gear already.

Her shoe bumped against something. She opened her right eye slowly, only to be a bloody sawblade hidden among the dead leaves on the ground.

Is this the murder weapon?

She considered taking it. Her carbide lamp wouldn't be enough to fend off others, although this weapon could easily cut her if she tried to slice somebody with it. Maybe if she threw it at somebody...

Ash looked around again. Still nobody. She kneeled down, and used her sleeve to protect her hand as she picked up the sawblade.
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Joe opened his eyes.

Cisco, the idiot, was going to get his sawblade. So far, so good, except a girl seemed to have beaten him to it. Cisco wasn't the most observant person out there, though, so Joe didn't pay this much mind.

Until someone, namely Remy Kim, barreled straight into Cisco. That was where things got interesting.

Shit, shit, shit, what do I do... Joe wasn't expecting Remy, of all people, to be among the group that Cisco had made very, very angry. The man was seriously turning into a millstone around his neck; he had hoped to have Remy as an ally.

He had one option: get out. Cisco wouldn't forgive him, but he had a feeling Cisco wasn't long for this Earth anyways, so it wasn't too big of a deal.

He hefted his daypack up and crept out of the area.

Please God don't notice I'm gone, please God don't notice I'm gone... Joe was breaking out in a cold sweat. He had a scythe, but if Remy had a gun, he was thoroughly fucked in a way not many others could manage.

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Remy was only focused on the act of running. It was like back in baseball. Oftentimes his mind was only focused on the bases, and nothing else. It was in a way exhilarating. And it was funny how he was thinking about that now. He had a feeling Josée was following him, but he didn't pay any attention.

And suddenly, he saw another person.

Cisco Vasquez.

Wasn't he that attention whore kid?

In any case... it was him who did that. Wasn't it? God fucking damn it, Cisco. Remy always thought that he had some sort of issues. Now it was pretty much flat-out confirmed.

"Hey-" he heard the guy say, but before either of them knew it...

Remy felt himself collide with the soccer player and falling to the ground stomach first. His knife fell out of his hands, landing just a bit away from him, not even set straight.

Oh god, he literally ran into him.

Not only that, but he dropped his fucking knife.

Remy quickly looked around. Oh god, where was it? Cisco was going to kill him too. And not only that, but Remy wanted to make sure that he didn't get away with it.

Someone was running away, but he couldn't tell who it was. Deal with Cisco first, then go after him.

Suddenly, he found the blade's handle, and quickly grabbed it. After quickly sitting back up on his knees, he pressed the button on its side, causing the blade to extend.

Breathing heavily, he pointed the blade towards Cisco.

"Asshole!" he spat out.

Tears were once again running down his face, and along with the dirt stung his eyes. Remy was so pissed off right now, it wasn't even funny. Seriously, Cisco was probably showing off or something, and thought it would be a good idea to lie to people and throw lethal objects at them. Son of a bitch! He was probably going to deserve what came to him.
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Josée struggled to keep up with Remy, she met him just as he had grappled a boy to the ground and was about to puncture his throat. How could her brother be doing this, granted Katelyn's death was horrible and unfair but it was an accident, a horrible and fatal accident but an accident nonetheless. Josée had to do something. She dropped beside where Remy had pinned the boy and grabbed his knife-wielding arm.

"Don't you go psycho on me Remy." She knelt right next to him and spoke angrily. "Trust you to do something like this. It's not like he meant to do it." Josée turned to the pinned heap below Remy. "You didn't mean to kill her right." She didn't wait very long for a response. "At least give him a chance to explain himself..." Josée suddenly realised that he might actually have meant to have killed Katelyn. She clutched her Blackjack tightly, ready to swing it just in case, and not necessarily at the pinned boy. "So explain yourself." She said to him. "I promise that my dunce of brother won't hurt you if you start talking now." She turned to Remy sternly. "Right, Remy!? You won't will you." She was still clutching his arm, just in case he tried to stab the boy when Josée let her guard down.
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As she picked up the sawblade, Ash heard the beginnings of a fight somewhere in the distance. Looking in the direction of the noise, she could make out a girl holding onto somebody behind some trees. The girl seemed to be saying something, but her words were only barely audible.

"... psycho.... Remy.... kill her..." She carefully walked towards them, hiding behind a tree as she did.

"I promise that my dunce of brother won't hurt you if you start talking now."

No more delays. Ash had to get out of there quickly. She went back over to the corpse of the unfortunate girl, averting her eyes from the dead body as she did. What could she take? What could she get away with in time?

Ah, darn it. She would just have to take the food and water while the girl and that boy were preoccupied.
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"Asshole!" It didn't take the saliva spat out by whoever bumped into Cisco Vasquez and knocked him to the ground, taking the sleeve of the vinyl with him.

There was a very angry Remy Pierce on top of him, pointing a very shiny blade directly at his throat. He had that look in his eyes that probably said something like "Hello, my name is Remy Pierce. You killed my father. Prepare to die." Whichever of his classmates was his father or the equivalent. It wasn't as if Cisco could tell with that very shiny blade pointed directly at his throat ready to kill him before he could scream.

Painfully enough, this would be that part of the minion's life where he would be groveling for mercy and casting the blame off to someone else before the hero either spared him and told him he wasn't worth killing (at which point he would try to kill the hero and end up getting killed anyway), or just got killed outright. That was unless Death came to intervene, but that was usually at the very last moment, and the fuck if Cisco could wait what with A GODDAMN SHINY BLADE ABOUT TO TEAR HIS FUCKING THROAT OPEN.

He wanted to call for Joe. He even opened his mouth to try to despite the apparent risk of having a sudden spasm of his Adam's apple bring his throat up to the knife before the knife went down on his throat.

But then somebody else appeared. Somebody that wasn't Joe.

"Don't you go psycho on me Remy," the new girl said. "Trust you to do something like this. It's not like he meant to do it."

Throwing the record out didn't seem like such a bad idea. It wasn't as if he'd actually killed anyone with it, right?

"You didn't mean to kill her, right." she then asked, before turning to Remy as if he was her trained attack dog, "At least give him a chance to explain himself..."

"Kill her!? OhgodwhatdididowhatdidIDO!" he exclaimed before regressing into the frightened mutters of a cornered animal.

It wasn't hard to see Cisco starting to sweat quite profusely. After all, the possibility that the 'record' he threw out might have actually killed someone quite painfully and gruesomely had only dawned on him just now. But he still couldn't imagine a thin plastic disc actually slicing someone in two or even decapitating them. Unless of course...it had been 'powered up' by some external force. Truly the machinations of Death (from a mind filled with a bit too much television, anyway) were beyond his understanding!

So explain yourself." She said to him. "I promise that my dunce of brother won't hurt you if you start talking now."

"Death...Joe...I did his bidding..." he sputtered, trying to force a smile, "I didn't think I'd kill anyone with it..."

Actually, he kinda sorta did. When you were in the service of the Grim Fucking Reaper, you would be expected to help with the fucking reaping. Not that he didn't fear that Remy wouldn't believe his little gray lie and then slit his throat on the spot. He moved one arm out toward the sleeve of his 'vinyl,' which had fallen to the side and lay sprawled across the dirt in all its sickeningly retro colorful glory.

He turned his head as much as fear would allow given the blade still close to his throat. He would have then proceeded to point directly at the sleeve for not being able to reach it and make whatever case his turbulent mind could put together in some feeble attempt to save himself. But in turning his head at just the right angle that possibility vanished altogether as he spotted someone just beyond the trees. He couldn't make out who it was...but he could definitely spot what that person was holding.

"Oh God...she's taking it!" At this point, his penchant for hysteria had devolved into hysterics. "She's taking my music!" he shouted, just eyeing what looked to be a girl carrying that large, circular (and bloodstained) glinting object he had somehow deluded himself into thinking was his original Carol Channing record. "She's taking my music!" he said again, already sobbing close to incoherent.
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"Death...Joe...I did his bidding..." The boy helplessly spurted out. "I didn't think I'd kill anyone with it..."

Josée sighed angrily at Remy. "There you go! you've only gone and tackled the bloody hostage you idiot." Josée continued to try and push Remy off the helpless boy. Josée took a second to think. "Awww, great! That means there was someone out there trying to kill us!" She turned back to the boy. "Did you see which direction he went in? Whichever way it was, I say we go the other! Right Remy?! Remy! Ok?!" She shouted at him, then relented slightly. "I'm sorry that Katelyn had to die like that but let's be honest. Whoever was trying to kill us has probably ran off by now. There's no point in killing his own victims for him."

Josée suddenly had a horrible thought and turned back to the boy. "You're not planning anything are you; you're not going shoot us when our backs are turned, are you? Because I've got my hands full with this idiot going around stabbing everyone he sees. So if you do have anything, please toss it onto the floor now and no harm will come to you." Josée crossed her arms and waited for the boy to respond.
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Cisco, that asshole, was at his mercy. He can just stab him in the throat and be done with it. It was so simple. Cisco could just die for all he cared. Simple, simple. Remy knew he could stab this douchey attention whore in the throat and go about his way. What could stop him? Nothing. Katelyn would be pleased, right?

Well, something grabbed his arm.

Josée, of all people, was the one to tell him not to kill fucking Cisco Vasquez. Fucking Cisco, who had just killed one of their buddies. He couldn't believe it. Josée was always the one who always told him to man up. And yet she was stopping him.

And then Cisco, at her request, starting going on about doing "Death's bidding". Oh good, he was delusional. That made things so much better. Or was that someone named "Joe"? He mentioned both. Either way, oh yeah, that was definitely a good sign.

But at least he had no clue he killed her. Or at least, so he claimed. Remy really had no clue. Again, he seemed delusional and thought that he was off doing Death's work or something.

Josée yelled at him some more, calling him an idiot for tackling Cisco. Well, he was reacting to Katelyn's death, what else was he supposed to do? Just sit and cry in the corner? He had done enough of that already. Heck, he wasn't going to avenge Reika's death either if he did that. Kris was still out there, doing god knows what. Probably laughing about how he shot her and killing more people with a smile on his face. And Remy knew he must be the one to stop him. Add in the fact that someone threw something at someone who had been traveling with them that instantly killed her, and really, what was he supposed to do?

Josée seemed to think Cisco was a victim, that someone- an actual, physical person- had been manipulating him and using him to his advantage. Well, was there? He did mention that he was doing someone's bidding, but he said that fucking Death was his boss or whatever.

He reluctantly let his sister drag him off Cisco, looking for all the world like a grumpy child being dragged away by a frustrated parent.

And if they needed more proof Cisco was off his rocker...

"Oh God...she's taking it! She's taking my music!" Cisco yelled, coming close to tears.

Remy looked back at Josée, wondering if she was doing something that was upsetting him. She still had a grip on his arm, and wasn't taking any "music". In fact, there wasn't any music in sight. Seriously, the hell? This was infinite proof that he was out of his mind. Hopefully after this Josée would stop the "Oh the poor little murderer" act. After all, he was crying and carrying on about music in the middle of the woods. That also was such a good sign. A guy who thought he worked for Death and thought someone was going to take his music. A great sign of a sane person if he ever saw one.

Looking back at the crying person on the ground, he asked "Cisco... what the HELL are you talking about?"
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While Ash was busy grabbing the bags, a sudden cry broke her focus.

"Oh God...she's taking it! She's taking my music! She's taking my music!" It was a third voice coming from where the two friends had run to earlier. This was not a good thing. She was left out in the open, and not ready to fight. If they had a firearm with them, her life would end right here.

Ash had to make a choice: Supplies or a weapon? There was no time to wrap the sawblade safely so it didn't damage anything edible left in the bags, and she wasn't so desperate that she would use her mouth to hold it.

She was about to make a decision when she realized that she was being too hasty. There were no footsteps coming her way. Ash looked up. Remy wasn't looking at her. Neither was the female. So, they didn't believe the male on the ground.

She crouched down even lower and thought about this situation. They would turn towards her eventually, so she had to be quick about this. She could carry the bags on her forearms and hold the sawblade, but that would not be a good idea for long. She would have to run away from this place eventually, and tripping onto that would just be an embarassing way to die.

Ash reluctantly abandoned the sawblade, grabbed the bags, and started sneaking towards cover as quietly as she could to hide herself. Food and water were more important. A thought crossed her mind: What if the bags didn't have any sustenance inside? She didn't look in them yet, so that possibility remained open. If that was the case.... No, she would still take them. All she had to do was open them up and look inside later. It was more important to hide first.
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"Did you see which direction he went in? Whichever way it was, I say we go the other! Right Remy?! Remy! Ok?! I'm sorry that Katelyn had to die like that but let's be honest. Whoever was trying to kill us has probably ran off by now. There's no point in killing his own victims for him."

He couldn't believe that they were believing him. As it were. They believed he hadn't acted of his own free will at about the only time where he had opted to do so ever since he began his indentured servitude to the Grim Reaper. Of course, that wasn't to say he was no longer in that indentured servitude at this moment. But that was better than them not believing him and slashing his throat with that blade, bringing the inevitable a lot sooner than he hoped. Not that a painful death wasn't his main concern. Or at least a painful death without his 'vinyl.'

"You're not planning anything are you; you're not going shoot us when our backs are turned, are you? Because I've got my hands full with this idiot going around stabbing everyone he sees. So if you do have anything, please toss it onto the floor now and no harm will come to you."

About the only thing he was holding right now was the sleeve of the vinyl he saw that girl taking from the corpse...at least for a few seconds. Apparently his cries of abandonment was enough to scare the girl off, causing her to drop the 'vinyl' in reflex. But not before he dropped it to his side in response to not wanting to die an immediately painful death, however peripheral that concern was now.

Then, as if an opportunity sent from beyond the grave (from which direction he didn't necessarily care,) Remy got off of him.

"Cisco... what the HELL are you talking about?"

As soon as he was sure that Remy Pierce wasn't weighing him down, he immediately rolled over, grabbed the fallen record sleeve and scrambled over in an almost chimp-like manner toward the sawblade. When he got close enough, he kicked his legs out to enable him to tackle out at the fallen serrated metal disc on the ground, reuniting with it like a long-lost relative or girlfriend.

He picked it up with a look on his eyes like a girl receiving a pony for Christmas. He practically cuddled it, rubbing his face along its bloodstained flat edge as he knelt on the gravel. Whoever had taken it was now gone...or probably hiding nearby, waiting to spring a trap on him. Maybe it was Death, wherever he went.

"It's okay, baby...I'm sorry I let you go..." he moaned, with a bizarrely crooked smile across his face. In those moments of infatuation he didn't even seem to notice the bugs starting to gather around the corpse of the girl he had killed (accidentally or otherwise), or even the smell of the blood and rot starting to permeate from the blade. But he did feel the serrated edges nudge painfully into his arms. And it enticed him to slowly slip the large circular sawblade right back into its sleeve.

Or rather, only halfway through, part of the bloodied side still jutting out of the sleeve.

"Guys?! It's okay!" he said to nobody in particular, raising the gleaming sawblade half-tucked in its sleeve in the air and waving it, "I got my music back!"

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"Oh God...she's taking it! She's taking my music! She's taking my music!"

"What does that even mean?" Josée said quietly to Cisco as Remy relented his force over him. "Come on Remy, do you really think it's worth killing this guy, he's obviously out of his head and... Wait, where is he going." Josée watched the strange sight of Cisco scrambling on his knees right in the direction of Kateyln's corpse. Josée walked behind curiously as he scrambled towards the mysterious object that had killed Katelyn and started to clutch it like a life preserver. Josée was speechless, she looked at Remy, then found the words she needed. She directed them towards Remy.

"Well... I guess it's been... A long day... For the three of us. I know we've lost Katelyn which don't get me wrong I am just as upset about as you are Remy. But let's face it; what the Hell would be the use of killing this guy. I mean look at him. I think this 'Grim Reaper' guy must have smashed a dent in his brain by the looks of things."

"Guys?! It's okay! I got my music back!"

Josée looked over and smiled awkwardly at Cisco, then turned back to Remy.

"And besides, there are people way more dangerous then this on this island, you've heard the announcements, I'm sure I've heard several names come up at least twice now. So perhaps we should try being calm and just..." Then Josée noticed something was amiss. "Hold on a bloody second; someone's taken my bag! I left it right here then I went over to stop you're bleeding rampage and then..."

Josée thought for a second. "What did you say before Cisco? You said someone was stealing your music! And I'm quite sure that that thing is..." She glanced at the strangled object in Cisco's grip. "Yep, that's one of those old records. "So perhaps Cisco wasn't talking complete nonsense, and whoever he saw must have taken my supplies. That's it, whoever it is, I'm going after them."

She ran over to Cisco and bent down to his level, smiling politely.

"Hi... Cisco, you're name's Cisco right. Josée Trembley by the way, great to meet you." She held out her hand polity to see if he would shake it; Josée guessed she could get a good idea of how scared he was based on whether or not he shook it. "Anyway, you said you saw someone over here, I don't suppose you saw which way they went. It would be a great help to me."
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And then Cisco crawled over to Katelyn- or rather, what was left of her- and started picking something up nearby her, acting like he just found something extremely precious to him. Josée went to investigate, and after a few seconds Cisco piped up with "Guys?! It's okay! I got my music back!"

As Remy went to take a closer look, he could see Cisco waving around what appeared to be an album sleeve with a shiny, bloody object of some kind sticking out of it. That... was the object that had been thrown at them? Really? This was like some bad Japanese cartoon, he swore to god. An album. He managed to kill someone with an album. Remy didn't even know that was possible. Or maybe it was something else, like that thing Xena Warrior Princess would throw at people, whatever that was.

He still felt anger towards Cisco, though. God damn it, no matter what happened, one thing was clear; he killed Katelyn. Remy tried his best to keep his eyes off her. And he knew that she still laid there, her last moments in pain. Even now, her screams echoed in his mind. He was just another murderer here. Really, he was lucky Josée was there to stop him from stabbing him

Was he...?

Speaking of which, Josée proceeded to bitch at him some more. Saying that killing him wouldn't be worth it. Saying that he was out of his mind. Well, it seemed that she finally realized just how out of it Cisco was right now. Saying to be calm and to avoid the people who really matter, such as those whose names had shown up multiple times-

... She was really trying to appeal to him, wasn't she? Josée heard the announcements too, so she would know what had happened. Remy's face contorted at the mention of the multiple time killers, then relaxed. Really, his odd facial expression said it all.

Josée had interrupted herself, and made a comment about her bags. Wait, hold on, someone took her things?! Holy shit, their things were gone! Not just Katelyn's either, but the twins' bags had made a disappearing act as well! Someone had taken advantage of their being distracted and started taking things away while they weren't looking! What's more is, they had taken from the dead! That was uncalled for! Really uncalled for!

Josée, as always, started playing the "in control" act by talking to Cisco and asking him about who he was working with and which way they went. And then suddenly, Remy remembered. Two voices. One was Cisco's, right? Who was the other? Presumably whoever Cisco considered "Death", then. So a player? Why else would they be called "Death"? Maybe Josée was actually right about him being manipulated in his... current mental state by someone.

Perhaps it was the person who had taken their things. Perhaps that's where they had headed after Remy had ran towards him. He still thought he was insane for the "she's taking my music" thing. Josée seemed to think that he had seen someone nearby when he was saying that, however.

Remy looked around him frantically as Josée talked to Cisco. Really, the thief could have gone off by now, going off to steal more shit, he bet. Seriously, who the hell did they think they were?!

"Guys, I'm going to check if someone is still here. Don't worry, I won't attack if they won't attack", he said to the two in a quiet voice.

Okay, that was kind of, sort of, a lie in some respects. But mostly, if he found the thief, and they just backed away and put the things down, he wouldn't have to attempt using the knife again. But for now, find out who the thief was.

He looked around again, and went over to some nearby bushes to see if anyone was there. Would they hide after getting their loot? He doubted it.
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Josée didn't know what to do; it seemed like Remy was finally starting to see some sense and Cisco was making some sense but Josée wanted her stuff back, all she had was her blackjack which she had taken with her when she ran after Remy, but that wasn't a very good choice for providing food and medical attention, so she needed to get it back.

"Guys, I'm going to check if someone is still here. Don't worry, I won't attack if they won't attack"

This came from Remy, thank goodness he was finally starting to pull his weight, although Josée didn't completely believe his promise to not hurt anyone prematurely, but frankly she was so absorbed in her missing bag that she wasn't really thinking about it. She focused on Cisco, sitting down beside him.

"I'm sure you'll be in safe hands with us around... Well, at least, as long as I'm around, you'll be safe from my dimwit brother, I promise. So perhaps you could tell me a bit about this 'Death' person..." Josée enquired politly, not knowing how else she could start a conversation.
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Ash tensed up as the footsteps got closer. The situation had turned against her, but it was not totally unsalvageable. She didn't know what Remy had as a weapon, but it most likely wasn't a firearm. If that was true, she could still get out of this alive. She looked down at the bags she had taken.

Risking her life for these supplies was a truly dumb idea, but desperation had forced her hand. What to do now? She wasn't as good as sneaking around as she wanted to be, and the boy was walking close to her. In a minute or two, he would be able to see her.

The brush would surely crunch no matter how she stepped around. The ambient sound of the forest wouldn't be enough to cover it up. A plan... She had a plan, but it was both risky and unlikely to work. Still, it would distract Remy at the very least. Ash peeked out of her cover briefly, her blonde hair pushing the leaves aside as she looked past the bushes.

He was not looking in her direction. Reluctantly, she took the lightest of the three bags she had taken and tossed it deeper into the forest, making sure that the bag didn't enter his line of sight. At the same time, she crawled a few feet in the opposite direction and stopped when the sound of the backpack crashing into a tree petered out. The stress of the situation started to take effect as her hands shook and sweat stained her dirt covered sweater, but she forced herself to calm down.

I have to prepare the next distraction. Don't falter, Ash.

Getting out of here unseen was her top priority, although she was prepared to make a break for it if she absolutely had to. Even if they did see her face, running into them again later was unlikely.
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Cisco's little moment of celebration had apparently caught the attention of the girl that had saved him from being prematurely reaped by Remy Pierce. And from the way she approached him with the clear intention not to kill him herself, that was a good thing.

"Hi... Cisco, you're name's Cisco right. Josée Trembley by the way, great to meet you."
Oh, that was her name. Well, at least unlike her psycho brother with a different last name, she sounded nice. She reached out a hand to shake his, and as he got up to a kneeling position he shook it with his knuckles facing up like a dog placing its paw in its master's palm, his other hand cradling the sleeve. His supply bag was, well, wherever he had left it back there near Remy.

"Guys, I'm going to check if someone is still here. Don't worry, I won't attack if they won't attack," Remy said, before wondering off. The green-haired freak worriedly watched him leave, his hand still interlocked with Josee's.

"I'm sure you'll be in safe hands with us around... Well, at least, as long as I'm around, you'll be safe from my dimwit brother, I promise. So perhaps you could tell me a bit about this 'Death' person..."

"Death?" Cisco began, looking to the side in an awkwardly childish manner, "Oh, you mean Joe! Or at least I think he's in Joe's form...I don't know..." His voice trailed off as he leaned over to the side, looking behind her and wondering where the fuck Joe went while he retrieved his so-called music from Katelyn's throat. "...where he went..."

Maybe he was just invisible. Or maybe he defied Joe's orders so badly that Joe had simply given up on him and left. Or maybe he was invisible, and that Joe was probably planning to sneak up on him and reap him where he stood in as much an overly dramatic manner as Cisco having sliced someone's throat with a frisbee-like throw of a circular sawblade. Which somehow meant that he had to do something to redeem himself, and think of how he would do that before the latter happened.

It certainly beat the thought of thinking about exactly how Joe would reap him...well, you get the idea.

"You guys looking for something?" While he was off fetching his favorite toy, someone had apparently taken the liberty of snatching the other two's bags. "I think I could help..." he added, slowly lifting the bloodstained circular sawblade from its sleeve and exposing its serrated glory for her to notice.

The thought that it might still have kept some of its deathly tracking powers encouraged Cisco, although he'd really only thought of it now. And getting the guy that was going to kill him on his side...well, that was incentive in itself. Now if only he didn't do anything to cause her to turn on him...

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As he approached the bush, he could continue to hear Josée and Cisco talking. She continued to insult him behind his back, but asked Cisco again about "Death". She was still on this? She really wanted to know, didn't she?

Cisco rambled on, answering that "Death" was apparently named "Joe" or at least in the form of someone named Joe. But, he had no clue where Death/Joe went.

Suddenly, he could hear Cisco offering to help them, and as Remy turned his head towards, everything started to make sense.

Cisco had removed the "record" from its sleeve, but it was definitely not a record like he first thought when he first saw something in the sleeve. Was that a fucking sawblade? Jesus. Christ. He didn't know that was even possible. At least it made more sense than a record.

"Shit..." he mumbled, staring at the record.

Thud!

Remy suddenly turned his head.

Someone was nearby. They dropped something? Or maybe they fell to the ground?

It came from the bush.

Remy looked back at the other two, put his finger to his lips to indicate silence, and then peeked over the bush.

Would he find someone? Something did make a noise here. But what? Maybe it was the bag thief or both. Or maybe, as he thought, they were one and the same. Or maybe it was someone or something else? The announcements did say something about bears, after all.

Suddenly, he ran.

He ran deeper into the woods, his heart racing.

Come on, show yourselves!

But suddenly, Remy was tossed to the ground, landing face first. Oh god, he tripped on something! What was it? A quick look behind them and... was that someone's bag? He lifted it up. Huh. That must have been one of theirs. Lifting himself off the ground, he looked around frantically as he lifted the bag over his shoulder.

And without telling the others, went searching for the bag thief again. After a while, Remy had wandered off, to the point where he was fairly far off from Cisco and Josée.

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"Death? Oh, you mean Joe! Or at least I think he's in Joe's form...I don't know... where he went...""

Well at least this Cisco person wasn't completely mad; at least, that's what Josée hoped. Dealing with Remy was one thing, but at least he was sane enough to listen to her when she ordered him. Speaking of which where was he? He could have sworn that he had gone off to look for the bags. Which direction did he go? Josée wasn't really paying attention. Josée began to get worried, it was just like Remy to get himself wound up in some dangerous situation. He had already flipped out once, what was stopping him from doing it again. She would have to go after him. But she didn't know which way he had gone.

"Come on Cisco, let's go find the nut. He couldn't have gone far." Josée smiled at him as she got to her feet, holding out her hand once again to help him up. Then, without admitting to Cisco that she was taking a complete guess as to where Remy had got to, began to walk onwards in the complete opposite direction to the direction that Remy had taken.

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Ash looked at the departing figure, amazed that her plan had managed to distract him. She leaned against a tree. This was the best result for her. She couldn't get careless after this, though. The 'game' was still on, and there were still too many actively 'playing' students around.

She clutched the bags close to her chest. The contents were her property now. Hopefully, the supplies inside would let her go a day or two without having to go on another raid. She didn't want to risk her life any more than it was necessary,

Now I need a safe place to hide.

She carefully got up and sneaked off, dragging the bags as she did. Sooner or later, she would have to discard them. Deadweight was something she didn't need.

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Josee also looked around at the mention of Joe, perhaps she had some connection with him because he figured her to be looking around for wherever Death went.

"Come on Cisco, let's go find the nut. He couldn't have gone far."

"Yeah...uh...let's find him." the green-haired freak replied with a canine-like nod. The irony was that Cisco did notice they started heading in the opposite direction from Remy, but he didn't think that was a bad thing, mainly because he thought they were going to hunt for Joe. Tucking his 'music' back into its sleeve, he hurried along after her, anxiously scanning the inland woods in the fading light for any odd-looking shadows.

It would also be quite some time before he realized Remy had taken his bag as well.

((Cisco Vasquez continued elsewhere))

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