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Take Back The Fear; Private Thread -- Sunrise Day 5
Topic Started: Jan 9 2011, 02:46 AM (3,522 Views)
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((Fiona Sparki continued from Fountain of Youth))

Fiona and Nik left that bloodstained area, the town center where Craig and.. What was his name? Owen? Yes, Owen. That place where those two boys were killed. She would have been more affected by the two corpses, but the murders were committed by Nik and Fiona themselves. There wasn't much more to do than feel guilty about it. Apologize, be at peace with oneself.. Nothing was going to change the past or bring Owen back to life or get Fiona off of this island, so she tried to keep her mind very clear. She tried not to think too much, and if her mind began to wander, she quickly snapped it back to pleasant thoughts of her brothers, her favorite foods, cheerleading, sports.. The people that she would rather see, the things that she would rather be doing..

Oops. Bad thoughts again. Keep thinking about pleasant things!

Rainbows and puppies and butterflies and whatever the hell was pleasant. Honestly, after so much optimistic thinking, Fiona's brain was beginning to hurt.

She wasn't entirely sure where she and Nik were going (nor did she feel like asking), so she kept her mouth shut and surmised that they were looking for Evelyn and Steffan. Those were the two people most important to Nik, but it wasn't like Evelyn wasn't important to Fiona too. Evelyn was something of her friend since they were both on the cheerleading team together. Maybe Evelyn wasn't, like, her BFF, but she tolerated Fiona, and that was good enough for her. It would be very nice to see her again.

Several times throughout their walk, Fiona thought about asking Nik what happened back there. Why did he kill Craig? What provoked it? But she didn't want to upset Nik, and, honestly, she just wanted to forget what happened back there. Unfortunately, the smattering of blood upon their clothing was a blatant reminder of their deeds. She would never forget, no matter how many rainbows or puppies she thought about.

"Tired.." she managed to mutter out after much walking. The announcement had played earlier, and she was somewhat amused after hearing her own name appear in the list of deaths and kills. She thought that axe joke was actually pretty funny, especially since she used an axe to kill Owen! And Danya was right, Owen really was axing- asking for it. Who was he to try and strangle his friend and assume she wasn't going to do anything about it?! She wasn't some weak cheerleader, she could kick ass if she wanted to!

Up ahead was a building. Fiona squinted her eyes and saw two figures ahead of a weird building that looked worse for wear. What the hell happened? It looked half-destroyed. She would have focused more on that, but before she knew it, Nik was sprinting off in the direction of the two figures. She followed behind, much more slowly, and when the figures finally adjusted to her sight, she realized..

Both Steffan and Evelyn were in front of them. But something wasn't right.. No, this wasn't right at all. Steffan was on top of Evelyn, jerking her head from side to side.. Before she could process what had happened, Nik slammed his gun into his brother's head and yelled at Evelyn to move. Fiona lurched forward, eyes wide. She still had a tight grip on her axe, but she wasn't planning on moving it. In fact, she still wasn't entirely sure what was going on.

However, Evelyn was saved. She sprung up and, within a few seconds, began to shout at Nik. "Don't! You can't!" Fiona rubbed her eyes wearily and supposed that Evelyn didn't want Nik to shoot his brother.

"I should probably stay out of this," Fiona muttered, taking a slight step back. It was good that the two had arrived in time to save Evelyn, but why the hell was Steffan doing that? There was countless reasons to come up with, but it was then that Fiona remembered Steffan's name on the announcement. Sure, this didn't amount to much - even Nik and Fiona had been on the announcements, but maybe he had gone mad.. Why else would anyone attack Evelyn like that?

Fiona silently shook her head. Best to let Nik deal with this.
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Fiona Sparki took several deep breaths, her hands shaking violently. She kept her eyes focused down upon Staffan because she was too afraid to look elsewhere. Why did it have to come to this? Letting out a shuddered breath and wiping the splattered blood from her face, Fiona let go of the axe and crouched down beside Staffan. He wasn't moving, his eyes were still open in shock.. She slowly reached out two fingers to his neck to check if he was dead, and the results came out positive. Another dead by Fiona's hand, but once again, she didn't seem to mind much.

"I've killed two people for Nik so far, he'd better be grateful," she thought to herself, but she honestly doubted that Nik cared at this point... He had been shot. Would he hate her for killing his brother? Would he congratulate her, give her a pat on the back?

Steffan had been asking for it. People just needed to learn that you don't go around trying to kill people without repercussions. And if a lesson learned was through the blade of an axe, well so be it! Just like with Owen, Fiona wasn't about to stand around and let someone kill Nik. But what if it was too late? What if killing Staffan accomplished nothing at all?

Time to face the music. Check on Nik and Evelyn... Maybe it's not too late. Fiona stood up and wrapped her hands around the handle of her axe. With a few strong tugs, the blade came free with a disgusting scraping sound, and blood dripped into the grass. She placed her weapon beside her bag and turned to her comrades, but an unlikely thought passed through her head... It was all Evelyn's fault. If Evelyn hadn't told Nik not to shoot his brother, Staffan would have been dead before Nik got shot! It wouldn't have come to this... What was Evelyn's problem?! Why had she wanted to keep Staffan alive when he was obviously homicidal? Seriously, who kills one's own brother!

Fiona turned around only to witness Nik and Evelyn lying on the ground. Evelyn wasn't moving... Had she been shot in the battle between Nik and Staffan? Her eyes kept going from Nik to Evelyn, and she wasn't sure who to help.. They were both injured, clearly bleeding quite a lot! Scampering over to her daypack, she wrestled out her first-aid kit from amongst her rations and brought it over to her two remaining friends. "I-I-I.." She couldn't keep herself from stuttering in a blinding panic. "I have a first-aid kit, um.. um.." She opened the box and stared at all the stuff inside, unsure of what to use or utilize... Fiona had never taken a first-aid class...

Nik appeared to be still breathing, but Evelyn was strangely still. Jesus Christ, no... Reaching out her fingers to check her neck as she had done with Staffan, she gained the same result... She was dead - bled out in a matter of minutes. Is this what would happen with Nik? She couldn't lose both of them.. not now. Not here, within minutes of each other. "Oh god..." Now she felt like a complete and utter jackass, blaming Nik's injury on Evelyn... Now Evelyn was dead. How could you possibly blame something on a dead person? It seemed distasteful.

Nik would be okay. Everything would be fine.

"Nik... Nik, talk to me.." Fiona said softly, placing her hand on his shoulder. She didn't want to try to lift his head or get him off the ground or anything, but she wanted hear his voice. She wanted to hear him say that everything would be okay. It was just a scrape. He just needed a band-aid or two... He wasn't-

Oh god, there was blood everywhere.

With an anguished cry, Fiona buried her head in her hands. Everyone was dying. Her pathetic first-aid kid wasn't saving someone from a bullet.
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"Just go Fiona...leave me here okay? Just keep running..."

Keep running? Running from what? Fiona looked around but didn't see anyone but Nik and the bodies of Staffan and Evelyn. Does he even realize that his brother is dead? She wasn't sure, perhaps Nik was trying to tell Fiona to run from Staffan and his obviously murderous ways, but the boy would possibly never know that Staffan was dead, axe through the chest. It was around this time that she realized that Nik was probably dying. There was an awfully large amount of blood, and as much as she wanted to deny it, death seemed inevitable at this point. Three deaths in a matter of minutes? It was awful, but how would Nik be able to go on without his girlfriend? They loved each other. It would be awful, undoubtedly.

Maybe death was best. He wouldn't have to deal with this awful game and its awful rules and the guilt of killing another human being...

But she wouldn't run. There wasn't really anything to run from, aside from herself. She'd stay here because... what kind of person leaves another person to die? She didn't think Nik would snap back to good health, but she wanted to stay regardless.

Realizing that Nik probably wanted his space, she stood up and backed away, watching as his last seconds ticked by. It was somewhat touching, really, dying in the embrace of his lover. After he stopped moving and all went silent, Fiona was sure that he was dead. She didn't need to check for a pulse this time... Definitely gone. She took a deep breath, shaking her head and letting her eyes gaze in the direction of the rising sun. It was so beautiful out here. The beauty made the gore and death look almost cheery and intentional. Regardless, it didn't change the fact that Fiona just lost two close friends, one of them being her only travel buddy. Nik was probably the only one who could understand her at this point, as tensions were high, and she was sure that her classmates would be suspicious of her. Her kills were not mere accidents, no, but she felt as if she was a victim of circumstance. Is that how her other classmates would take the deaths of Owen and Staffan? Maybe not, but they weren't there with her. They could never know what happened or how things truly went down.

Fiona began to gather her things, unsure of she should take anything from the bags of Nik and the others. She knew that others were ransacking the bags of corpses out there, but it still felt so sacrilege to her. Then again, Nik had a gun. Her axe was nice, she felt that it had true class, but a gun would be nicer. Hmm.

The urge to cry? No. Fiona didn't feel that. She was sure that she would cry later, but she didn't have the time now. Loads of people were dying all over the island, and come tomorrow, Nik's name would be a mere name on a roster of other dead kids. Fiona knew that, and she accepted it. It was horrible, yes, but crying wasn't going to change anything or assuage the pain that she felt deep within her chest.

The sound of footsteps tore Fiona away from her thoughts, and she quickly looked over to see a rather familiar face. It was Autumn O'Leary, one of Evelyn's good friends, and she was an athlete, so Fiona was acquainted. Autumn whispered that Fiona shouldn't bother, and Fiona slowly nodded in agreement, feeling a little lost. "I... Yeah. They're gone," she said, her eyes glued to the small group of corpses in front of her. Who would have thought that she'd witness so many deaths in a single day than she had in her entire life? More than she'd even seen in movies or pictures or anything!

Mostly, the arrival of Autumn complicated things. Fiona usually had loads to say, but she wasn't sure what she should say now. Evelyn and Autumn were besties, right? Or ex-friends or something. Better friends than Evelyn and Fiona, and Autumn liked Nik. So perhaps she was more affected by the deaths than Fiona? Should she try to comfort her, or.. or..? "It all happened so fast," she finally squeaked out. "Staffan.. he was just in a rampage. I-I don't know why.. He was taking his anger out on Evelyn, and it escalated from there," she said quietly, absently twirling a dread around her finger.

She turned her head away from the death, thought about how she would have to travel alone for the rest of her days. Perhaps the rest of her life. She didn't quite want to leave and face that, but she wanted to be away from all this death. There was death everywhere, yes, but... Meh. Her thoughts were scrambled. It was a lot to take in.
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Fiona stood back and watched Autumn loot the bodies, arms folded across her chest. Her expression was unreadable, but her eyes never wandered from the sight of the other girl. She took Nik's gun and Staffan's dynamite, took all of their food and water, left absolutely nothing behind. A very tiny part of Fiona wanted to step in and argue with Autumn, but she was too afraid. Afraid of what? She wasn't entirely sure, but she didn't want to interfere with the looting that was going on.

It was only right. Autumn knew Nik and Evelyn better than Fiona, so she should have the rights to everything they had, right? She wasn't sure. There were no politics in Survival of the Fittest, and there was nothing stopping the larger girl from holding up her axe and chasing Autumn around like a psycho. Fiona actually considered it, more for amusement's sake than the actual desire to have some of the things that Autumn stole, but she pushed the urge away. No, don't make a bad name for yourself yet. Not when people could possibly be wary of you.

The extra rations would have been nice though. Fiona did tend to get hungrier than the average person, but... looking at her extra weight, she figured she could afford to cut down on the carbs. Bread had a shit-ton of carbs, right? Whatever. Wasn't important now. Wasn't her rations. Autumn could do whatever she wanted with them. Fiona promised herself that she wouldn't say anything. She'd grin and bear it.

Something hit the ground in front of her, and she realized that Autumn tossed her gun and some magazines at Fiona's feet. She stared dumbstruck at the gun, unsure of whether she should just take it or leave it. A gun would be nice, this she could not deny. And, of course, it was nice of Autumn to hand over the small pistol! She could have just waltzed off and given Fiona absolutely nothing. It wasn't like she had to, there weren't any particular rules or regulations about the possessions of the dead.

She didn't manage to thank Autumn, she merely knelt down and scooped up the weapon and its magazines, stowing it all in the bottom of her black duffel pack. Slinging the strap over her shoulder and tightening her grip on her trusty axe, she raised it high into the air and reveled in the little glint of light the sun cast across the bloodied blade, still fresh with Staffan's blood.

She lowered it again, turning away from Autumn and in the direction of the rising sun. It was time to go and leave this blood bath. Maybe she'd never make any friends or find a place of safety. Maybe she'd never live to see tomorrow or redeem her image, but Fiona didn't care. She just wanted to be far away from the house of mirrors and the memories that lied there.

"Thanks for trying."

Fiona turned her head around and gave Autumn the most beautiful smile she could manage. "I did try, didn't I? Even Staffan would agree that I definitely succeeded!"

Peace out, Autumn.

((Fiona Sparki continued in I Am Jack's Inflamed Sense of Rejection))
Edited by ZombiexCreame, Mar 29 2011, 12:20 PM.
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