Something Dark Dwells There

Something Dark Dwells There
Princess Lemon

Disclaimer:
Lord of the Flies and all related characters don't belong to me. They are properly own by William Golding (god rest his weary soul)

Angela Angel is a character that I've borrowed from AJ Angelique from her Thundercats fanfics.

The creature is of my own creation so don't come to me talking about lawsuits unless you want to thrwn into a pool full of mud because all your getting from me is raspberries :*

With that said and done! Let the show begin!!!

San...3
Ni....2
Ichi..1

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8) 3rd Blood

Angela stayed the rest of the night with the create and left as quickly and quietly as she could when he fell asleep shortly after dawn. She ran as fast as she could away from the mountain and reached Ralph's camp on the beach almost out of breath. The moment she arrived, what was left of his group calmmered around her, asking all sorts of questions while Ralph and Piggy stood on the edge of the group with questioning looks on their face. The moment she had caught her breath, Angela held up her hands and everyone went silent.

"None of you are in trouble for what happened to Simon. Those who held spears were merely puppets of the creature last night," Angela said and she could feel the tension in the air lighten.

"But why?" a little 'un asked.
"He wanted Simon dead," Angela said, sadly.
"Why?" Ralph asked, confused.
"Because...it feared him," Angela said and Piggy raised an eyebrow in confusion at this. When Angela was unable to explain why the creture feared Simon, the questions were halted and Angela pulled Ralph and Piggy aside.

"Boys, the creature is loose," Angela said grimly.
"WHAT!?" both boys expclaimed.
"Shhh! I don't want the little 'uns to know about this," Angela said in a low tone of voice as she glanced over at the little 'uns playing in the surf.

"How did it get loose?" Piggy asked.
"It broke through the barrier I had set up. It had been testing the barrier all this week and I should have paid attention, if I had Simon..."
"What is this thing?" Ralph interupted and Angela looked up at him.
"An ancient evil thing that has been on this island long before even I stepped on this land. A long time ago, there use to be a tribe of peaceful natives who worshipped many gods, and please don't call them hethins because they weren't," Angela said and the boys looked on surprised, as if their minds had been read.

"One day, a small boat washed ashore and inside it were four dead men and a young boy who was barely alive and very sick. So he was rushed to the medicine man who tried everything he knew on the boy but failed for her died three nights later on the the night of a almost full moon. Before he died though, the boy made a request to be buried in one of the caves in the mountain...his request was granted and the next night the creature rose from the mountain in a firey eruption before he decended upon the village and killed everyone in sight."

"What does the boy have to do with the cretaure?" Piggy asked.
"The creature and the boy are one in the same I'm afraid. There was simply something dark and evil in the cave they buried the boy in and it took control of his body," Angela said.

"So, what now?" Ralph asked.
"You two just wait for rescue. I'm working on a way to take down that creature so as it will never bother anyone again," Angela said.

"What are you going to do?" Piggy asked. Angela knew what she was going to do, defeat the creature...but now that these two knew the truth of the creatue, she couldn't tell them that.

"Free him," Angela simply said before she stood up and walked away without another word.

* * *

Time passed and soon it was only Ralph, Piggy, Samneric left. Angela frowned at this one afternoon as she watched Ralph and Piggy talk with each other while the twins were off gathering some wood for the fire. She didn't know why the others had left but she had a feeling it had something to do with the creature being on the losse. Angela rooted herself in the beach camp and sed sed to be lured out by anyhting as long as the boys were still alive. Seeing as how he had control over Jack's tribe, the creature foucused mainly on Ralph's lot and they were slowly brought over to Jack's lot. Angela knew this wouldn't save them for once Ralph's tribe was destroied, he would feast happily on Jack's tribe. She had attempted to bring back one of the boys, Wilfred, but he was caught and Jack had him tied up for it. Angela frowned at this, knwoing he was going to gert frt for this and began to rethink her plans.

* * *

At the same time, Jack was playing cheif with his tribe. Wilfred had been punished by means of pain and was freed to rejoin the tribe, any thoughts of leaving were banished from his mind by this punishement.

'You almost lost him,' a soft voice said in the back of his head and Jack retreated back into himself for a moment.

'But I didn't, did I?' Jack asked the voice.
'You need to be more careful. Angela means to spoil everything,' the voice said.
'Then we'll just deal with her and...'
'No! You musn't harm her. If you do, theny wiy will leave you,' the voice snapped and Jack winced.

'Then what should we do about her?' Jack asked.
'Leave her to us,' the voice of the Lord of the Flies said and vanished from Jack's mind moments before he laid out the plans for a freash hunt and a raid for fire.

* * *

Time passed and night slowly blanketed the island. With the special stone that Angela had added to the fire, less wood was needed to keep it going and it was easy to keep a fire going at night. This night was no different as the four boys settled down fot the night in on of the huts while Angela sat outside with a katana in hand. At this moment, she was thankful for hammer space* for storing all her weapons at the moment.

Then, before anyone knew what was happening, there came a great whirl of motion and a struggle occured between Angela and someone which resulted in her lossing her sword. Then, as soon as it all started, it was over. The invaders were gone and so were Piggy's glasses and part of the fire yet it still burned due to the fact that the stone was still consumed by flames. Angela breathed a sigh of relief at this before she asseced the damage that had occured because of the raid. It was no doubt Jack and his lot, needing fire for their meat and they decided to steal the source of the fire, thus secruing Jack's place asder der of his tribe.

Come the morning, an assembly was called and last night's events were disscused and plans were made to confront Jack with the conch in hand.

"Angela, you stay here with the little 'uns while Piggy, Same, Eric and I will go to Castle Rock and confront Jack," Ralph said.

"He'll be painted. You know how he'll be..." Sam said.
"I know, but we have to try. We Piggy's glasses back to make enough smoke for rescue," Ralph said. With that, Angela did as she was told and watched the four boys leave with a heavy pit of worry in her stomach.

Time seemed to slow for Angela as the day passed, she glanced at the woods every now and then as she tended to the little 'uns. The pit in her stomach didn't ease up as the sun slowly crawled across the sky and beated down heat on everyone. Before the high sun, Ralph returned to the camp pale as a ghost and low on breath. He was also hurt, bruised fleash was es oes of a diameter over his right ribs with a bloody and swollen scar where something had cut him. A blade? No, it had to one one of those wooden spears. There were other scratches and brusises from the forest and dirt flaked from his hair. It looked as if he had been to Hell and back.

"Ralph, where are the others?" Angela asked frantically, noticing now that he was alone.
"Sam and Eric have been taken hostage and Piggy...and Piggy," Ralph explained, beginging to turn distraut over the last part.

"Ralph. Take a breath and tell me about Piggy," Angela said, holding onto his shoulders.
"He's dead," Ralph exclaimed and Angela's eyes grew wide with shock, "everything went horribly wrong and he waqs smashed by a boulder. He was kneeling there with the conch and he never saw it coming what with his glasses...oh god," Ralph explained as the tears streamed down his face. Angela gently wrapped her arms around him and began to comfort him.

She knew now that with Piggy's death, she could waltz right up to the mountain and kill the creature at her leasure...but she had more inmportant things to deal with right now. She had to help Ralph to save the twins and regain control before anything else happened on the island...

TBC) Showdown

* Hammer Space:
A realm where various objects can be held or hidden for later use. Examples of this use are Lina Inverse from the Anime Slayers stashing many bags of gold in her cloak yet it never gets weighed down and the weapons the Sailor Scouts (Sailor Moon) use seemingly being pulled out of thin air.