((Boy #98: Start)) It was times like this, times of stress and fear, that it hurt. A burning ache that spread across the entirety of his right hand. Clenching and unclenching his hand, Morgan Green tried to convince himself what he was feeling wasn't real. Nothing but an illusion, a trick of the min...

He braced himself for an argument. The small girl was their prey by right; she'd attacked them and, apparently, almost succeeded in killing one of them. Morgan doubted very much that they would just let the situation slide. But, he was already working on a number of plausible stories to twist the st...

((continued from There's No Home For You Here )) Following the trail through the jungle, Morgan couldn't help but notice something about the island he'd been placed on. My, but doesn't the scenery just run together? I would swear I've been past here before. He brushed away the water collecting on hi...

Eddie swallowed hard, gathering his feet under him. Standing up, he kept the Remington aimed carefully in Renee's general direction. He wasn't going to give her the chance to attack. "N-no l-luck, huh? Well, that's a g-good thing. But d-don't think you're g-gonna make your first k-k-kill with m...

The rifle leapt into his hands, quickly lining up with the approaching figure. "St-stay back!" Eddie cried, remembering the encounter at the lagoon. Even during his bout of introspection, the practiced eavesdropper kept an ear out for approaching threats. He wasn't going to get caught by s...

As he offered up his life, Eddie wondered silently to himself. Why was he doing this? He still had things to do, didn't he? The idea left a bad taste in his mouth, though the prospect of dying didn't bother him at all. Well, a life living through other people isn't much of a life to lose, is it? Yes...

Lyn stood up slowly. Eddie gave a sigh of relief. Maybe she'd turn out ok after all. The blow to the side of his face sent the boy sprawling. Head pounding, he tried to shake off the unexpected attack with little effect. He managed to raise his head enough to see Laeil's face. Rage painted her pale ...

Eddie sneezed, sniffling as his dew damp clothes stuck to his body. Keeping watch hadn't been so bad. The night had passed without any trouble. As far as he could tell, nobody had come near the tower at all and there was no immediate danger to be worried about. Not that such a thing stopped him from...

For a moment, Lyn faltered. Her hand trembled slightly, the bullet meant for the loading disk nearly falling from her loose fingers. The detached look in her eyes fell away as something else took its place. The lean killer's eyes looked tired and vulnerable. For a heartbeat, Lyn looked like a beaten...

Applying peroxide to another swab, Eddie quickly dabbed at the cut above his own eye. The small wound stung briefly. Lyn carefully examined Jimmy's old revolver. The tips of her fingers ran along the cylinder, before placing it to one side. Taking a small metal disk, she went to work sliding a bulle...

Eddie nodded as Lyn mentioned the redhead's name. When he caught Lyn's smile of grim satisfaction, he decided he wasn't going to ask about what she meant by what she'd done to Melina's face. He wasn't sure he wanted to know. Eddie knew Melina, much in the same way he knew about his other classmates....

Eddie was glad to see Lyn pull her shirt back down. It was hard enough talking to her at all, let alone when she was half naked. Peeling the bandage from above her eye, she calmly turned down his offer for help. The dark haired boy nodded at her response. She'd taken care of herself just fine before...

Eddie almost jumped when Lyn responded. He honestly hadn't expected her to say anything at all. Usually, when he spoke, people just gave him a cold glare to discourage him from saying anything further. So, when the girl at his side spoke in her calm, even voice the adolescent found himself caught of...

((Continued from Death and All His Friends. )) He stopped as he came to the clearing and spotted Lyn. Doubling over, Edward Sullivan caught his breath in deep gulps. The island was going to be the death of him, one way or another. Looking up he noticed that Lyn was grabbing supplies from a mangled c...

The moment could have lasted for a heartbeat or stretched on into hours. A silence that held a weight to it that Eddie could feel in his chest. Heat filled his face as he waited for Kimmy to say something. He felt every inch the fool for actually saying something so pathetic. Embarrassed, he fixed h...