Aidan lay on the cold hard ground of the cave. Cold drops of water fell from the ceiling after the previous down pour of rain that came out of nowhere. It had been 12 hours since they crash landed on the island. Kit and Nat had woken up recently and were out with Harry hunting. Hitting animals with rocks wasn't very effective but it worked out in the end. Aidan was busy wrapping a small vine around a stick. He then attached the piece of the plane he had taken to the stick using the vine. Aidan admired his work. It was a dagger, it would help him to defend the cave if he needed to. Aidan turned his head to see that the others had returned. "That's it?" asked Aidan. All they had was a small bird. "We caught Finn and his group hunting in our borders," replied Nat. "Did you confront them?" "No, they all had spears." "Unbelievable!" Aidan thought angrily for a moment. "Why don't we go and take it back our food back?" asked Kit.
Every one looked at kit. "How?" "We wait until there asleep and then we go and steal it back!" "But we'll have no sleep and if were attacked during the day we'll be vulnerable!" "Then we become rouges!" Every one now turned to Nat. "What?" "We could sleep during the day and steal food and weapons during the night!" "How will we hunt for food?" "We wouldn't need to, we'll be stealing it instead!" "They could still attack us while we sleep." "Then one person keeps watch until sun high, then that person wakes up another to watch until nightfall, take it in shifts!" Every one looked at each other. "To be rogues or not to be rogues, that is the question," sighed Kit. "Shall we?" Everyone nodded. Aidan looked at every one. "Take what you can!" Nat laughed. "Give nothing back!"
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SEVENTH ISLAND
ActionAfter a plane crash, a whole year group of seventh grade students find themselves trapped in the middle of nowhere, On a medium sized island that hasn't been found yet. All 76 12-13 year olds split up and try to survive. Some go mad, some insane, so...
