Melanie's pov:
we were dropped of at a seemingly abandoned harbour, the atmosphere was creepy.
"what do we do?! I don't want to die!!" on the of boys yelled, holding his head.
"we shoul--" "we will all die!!" he cut me off and ran away through the buildings.
everyone started muttering and freaking out.
"shut up!" I yelled, putting my father's knife at the people, they stared at me if I had betrayed them and was one of those maniacs. "we will attract attention to us if we keep making noise, if we want to try to survive we need to leave the shore because these insane people know we are brought here and they will come here, we need to head towards one of those old apartment building looking things because I sure as heck don't want to die!"
"why do you have a knife?!"
"they never told us we couldn't bring something to keep ourselves safe did they? my father works at the police department for her handed me his gun and knife"
they all looked mortified because what I said was true, it was never stated we couldn't fight back against these crazy people.
then a wet plop sound was heard.
a head landed in the middle of us, a man.... and it looked recently killed.
then we heard a high pitched scream of pain, most likely the boy that ran off in a crazed panic.
"t-there is a paper attached to it" Katy whispered and another girl who was braver turned the head over to look at the paper piece.
"one minute" she said out loud and dread started to set in, we had been given one minute to run.
forgetting what I had just said, I ran off like everyone else.
"Melanie!" I looked back to see Katy waving me over to her and three other girls. "this way! I have brought a map of this place since most of it is covered in forests so I could hide until the next supply shipment"
"good let's hurry"
we all walked off towards the apartment thingies using the map, but fast.
"w-we have 19 seconds!" a girl said looking at her watch.
we ran until we heard a scream close behind us.
we all stopped in fear, I dared to look behind me, my eyes locking with a wide crazed gaze.
(unfortunately without the wings or cat ears/tail since is not That type of fiction)
she pulled out her axe from the girl's shoulder who was too shocked to speak, falling over and trying to crawl over before the axed maniac slammed the weapon down on her skull, blood splashing on my face as she pulled the axe out and swung it to send the blood flying off of it.
I hugged myself with my mouth hanging open and scared tears rolling down my face as I shook.
she chuckled, looking at us with wide eyes.
"time's up~" she said softly but still loud enough for us to hear.
I screamed, her clothes were stained with blood and ripped, her hair black and long and all over the place but somehow partially well kept.
I screamed because her grabbed my T-shirt and pulled me close and raised her axe with a huge smile way too big for her face, I tried to slap her but it had my knife in that hand.
she yelled in anger and pain, letting me go and grabbing at her face, I stumbled a bit backwards.
"run while we can!" I screamed at the frozen girls, quickly snapping them out of their daze and taking off in a B-line, not giving a crap about the map anymore just to get away from this murderer.
Seth's pov:
I brought my hand away from my face with a deep frown, blood on my hand.... MY blood! the pain was just under my eye, from the side of my nose to around my cheek bone.
I'm Seth, 19 and I lik-- okay drop the fake nice act! I'm now enraged as my blood was spilt!
In Egyptian mythology, Seth was the god of Chaos, Desert, and storm. He's also the evil god who killed Osiris. The name Seth is Greek for Set, an Egyptian word, which means 'the one who dazzles.'.... hehehe even my name is perfect for what I love doing isn't it~?
if it interests anyone before I kill them I have reeeally dark brown eyes and black hair that's mid back length in the back and shorts at the front, I wear a short.... err shorter sleeved blue jacket and black pants, I know I look ragged but who the fuck cares?! I also had grey shoes for those that want to know because they give a fuck!
I slammed my axe in the head of the dead girl again in anger and crossed my arms in thoughts with a huge smile.... I like the brains of the knifed girl hehehe and she actually harmed me~
I pulled my axe out, it made a plopping wet sound.
I tsked and grabbed the bodies leg and started dragging it back to the two other ones I've killed that were place in the harbour, one boy who's stupid screaming annoyed me and another man that twisted his ankle while running away after my note.
yeah I may be on this island for doing what I like but I'm no idiot, you could say the government 'favours' me, since I have all my mind unlike those idiotic savages I live with, I'll bring them the corpses of the people I kill back to the harbour in exchange of some stuff for myself.... aaaand I'm the one who technically owns this place since I've been here the longest.... though this is the first time someone cut me on my face.
I was always an odd ball, people say you can't say I'm crazy since I have all my mind but I'm a crazy maniac because of my hobby, a strange world I tell you hehehe~
I sighed softly, throwing the body on the pile and leaving towards the forest I came from with a smirk, right hand in my pocket and left holding my baby (the axe) resting on my shoulder, it's shiny blade splendidly looking just like all the time.
it was time to find my prey again~
Melanie's pov:
we were completely out of breath when we made it to the apartment that was overrun with vegetation but we ran up to the 7th floor I think before stopping since the stairs were broken.
"o-oh god Stacy w-we're going to die!" one of the girls left yelled at the other.
(Meg the yelling girl)
"Meg calm down" but the Stacy named girl looked ready to panic too.
"girls try to calm down, we survived for now, we can't start yelling and attracting other of those crazed maniacs to us" Katy said while I just stared at the blood hand print on my shirt. "Melanie are you alright? are you hurt somewhere?"
"n-no" I gulped. "but I think I doomed myself" showed her the bloody knife. "she'll want vengeance"
"bah they are to crazy, she'll go after another and forget soon"
"I hope you are right" though that girl reminded me of something...... or someone...... there was a name that appeared several times on the newspaper page dedicated to the island but I can't remember the article or the name....
anyhow we got to know each other as the sun was starting to set, all of us in only old apartment for safety.
I picked up a piece of broken wood that came most likely from a broom that was broken leaving a small ruler sized piece.
I cut a single line in it to show day one had passed.