Young Writers Society

Kat

"Everyone, guns down right now- or Lizzie dies!" I heard Kili say. I chuckled. Stupid girl, leaving your back wide open for attack through the tent flap.

I snuck up behind her, gun raised. Everybody saw me and I nodded quickly to them. I put my gun two inches from the back of her head, and shot. Kili fell to the ground.

Daemyn and Lizzie smiled, but I had other problems. A knife turned to face me, obviously Zack.

"No!" I choked, backing away. He lunged and I dodged, but he swerved and managed to get my side. I screamed and pulled him out, holding him tightly.

"Zack, come out of there!" I growled dangerously. "Come on and fight! Or are you to cowardly to fight me head on?"

((So much for that...))

Mikael

Fee went down in the flames of the explosion and i roared with anger and pain. Kili was mine! I threw the gun aside i began frantically hunting for her. I watched with grim satisfaction as Kat put two shots in Kilis head.
So the kill i had wanted had been taken from me, but Zack would be mine. I watched as he came out of a knife and held it loosely in one hand. While he was distracted by Kat i edged my way closer. I balled my fist experimentally in preparation for cracking open his skull.

Kat

Zack wordlessly emerged from the knife, holding it now himself. I dropped it, sneering, "Good, now it will be more even. I'd feel a little guilty if I killed you without letting you put up a fight."

As I morphed into a werewolf, I saw Mikael edge closer to Zack. I nodded slightly, letting him know that he could take care of Zack.

I growled menacingly, and Zack's eyes widened with fear. I crouched, pretending to get ready to spring. Mikael focused his eyes on me and I barked loudly, giving him the go ahead.

Zack

They were trying to kill me, and I knew it.

I decided to play along. I reformed at Kat's request. I didn't see Mikael coming.

"Now!" Kat shouted.

I swung around and attempted to parry the blow, but Mikeal's impenetrable skin knocked the knife away.

Where the crap were Carmel and Seth?

Then, in some odd way, time seemed to stop, giving me time to reflect. I looked down at Kili, twitching to an inevitable death. What a wasted life.

I would do better than that. I would attain power, what ever it took.

But I still had the problem at hand.

Kili,

I am so close to victory when the bullet enters the back of my skull. I collapse, twitching, no longer in control of my body. My mind is working though, contemplating my death. My eyes are open, staring at the now blurry images of the other Misfits around me. I try to smile at them, but I can't. As blood runs out of my head, I think bitterly of the joy I first felt when I found the Circus, a place where I was accepted for my powers, not shunned. It was the closest thing to family that I'd ever had. And I, in my fits of teenage anger, had tried my hardest to destroy it. To destroy the people, I had once professed to love. My vision is almost completely blackened now, but I give one last final, desperate effort, and my mouth opens.

"I'm...so...sor...ry," the whisper escapes my lips, and in my last moments of sight, Nick, in Desmond's arms, opens his eyes, having heard me, I hope. He nods at me. I feel a rushing sensation moving through me, a strange elation, a lifting of spirit. And then, mercifully, nothing. Blackness.

Zack

I couldn't take much more of this.

The Misfits had turned on me, and were proceeding to ensure there was nothing left of me ever again. I had tried several times, but the constant punches were preventing me from disintegrating. I had managed to dodge the bullets so far, but I didn't know how long I could keep in up.

But then Kili murmured her final words. The others were so touched and brought to peace, I couldn't help but take advantage of the moment. I disappeared.

But for a moment, the Misfits just didn't care. They were respecting a death. I was to do just the opposite.

But I decided I would give them a moment of peace, before the storm.

Okay, Lifeblood (Seth) said we could kill his character. He told me at school...

Zack

Time enough had passed. It was time to initiate the plan.

A few of the Mistfits were snapping back to attention. It wouldn't be long before Carmel and Seth were done with. Just when the the moment came, though, I hesitated.

I didn't want to do it. But, well, I suppose power doesn't come in the most pleasant ways.

As a few leftover Misfits picked up Kili to take her to a burial, she got up. But her... my eyes glowed differently. The misfits recoiled.

Off to a good start.

[Sorry if I've been making Zack a little 'untouchable'.( by which I mean he hasn't been getting hurt) It won't stay like that long.]

I'm still unconscious. Can we fix me and Nick and Lurie, please? It's getting a little old having a chunk of Daemyn's van in my head and Lurie half-dead.

Post people, post people, post people, post! Please! We can't let Misfit die now! Not now! Please?!



Nutty

((With Viper injured, there's not a lot I can do right now. I'll try to think of something though))

Wait, wait, wait. Are we all injured?

Im not. I dont know where Ive been

Kat

I shifted back to my regular form, and immediately felt weak.

"Wha-" I asked, before noticing the blood soaking through my sweatshirt. I felt woozy just looking at it. I tried to close my eyes and breathe deep breaths through my nose.

"Kat?" Mikael asked, obviously kneeling next to me. "You okay? You look pale..."

"No, no I'm fine," I staggered to my feet. I opened my eyes and forced a smile on my lips. I walked a few steps, then froze. I saw people carrying away Kili, but what really shocked me was the fact that I'm certain she opened her eyes and glared at me.

Black spots popped up everywhere, and next thing I knew I was crashing to the ground. I heard someone scream my name, but it was vague and distant.