Lord of the Flies Fanfic (1990 version)

Chapter 2:

"If you guys hadn't let the God damn fire go out they would've seen it." Ralph started off.

"Hey man we were hunting" Jack defends.

"Great, kill the pig!" Ralph complained "face it Jack, you fücked up. We could've been rescued." (I don't say the f word so I feel really quilty now😁).

"Back off man I'm sick of your shit and so if my Gang!" Jack storms to Ralph

"Your Gang? What's that suppost to mean?"

"It means, colonel, if you know whats good than you'll stop trying to run everything!" Jack pushed Ralph. And Ralph pushed back.

They continued to fight until Rapper called out "am I seeing things? Can you guys see that too?"

That caused Ralph and Jack to stop fighting, and look at where Rapper was pointing. There they saw a girl, her short hair was tucked behind her ears, she was wearing pants that were obviously cut into shorts, and her shirt had thin sleeves on it.

"Who are you?" Ralph asked

The girl didn't answer. But her green eyes stared at the new comers of the land. A few years back, she had gotten into an accident while trying to get some fish while on a boat with lots of other people, but a storm had washed her to shore and she has been stranded ever since. She has become one with the land and enjoyed staying there, although it was rough during storms.

The girl climbed down from the rock she was standing on, she held nothing in her hands, as she felt that she did not need anything.

"Who are you?" Ralph asked again

"Answer. Who the hell are you?" Jack looked at the girl.

She looked the age of 10, but had muscles that were a good amount to have considering she was only about 4'4 Although she was short, her glares were tough.

Jack walked up to her and looked down at her, causing her to look up at him "who are you?" He asks

"Who are you? And why are you on my island?" The girl spat at him.

"Your island?" Ralph asked, walking up to her

"Yea. My island. Who do you think y'all are? Trying to kill my pigs? I've been on this island way longer than youse. So it's my island." Due to some of the words she used, she seemed to be from the south, her southern accent was also very strong.

Ralph kneels to her level "how long have you been here?"

The girl crosses her arms "2 years"

Ralph nods a bit "and why?"

"I was on a large boat with lots of other folks and I went on one of the small boats to go catch a fish and a storm took me here."

Ralph nodded understandingly "what's your name?"

"Darcy," the girl answered.

"Well I'm Ralph, that's Jack, Rapper, Piggy, Roger, SamnEric, Peter" he continued on with the names "and that's Simon."

Darcy looked at all of them, inspecting each one briefly.

Jack looks at them "now that we're done chit chatting, I'm making a new camp for hunters, people who wanna have a little fun"

"No." Darcy snapped "yall are not allowed to hunt"

Jack rolls his eyes "you can't boss us around, kid"

She crosses her arms "just because your older, doesn't mean y'all can hunt. I was here first. It's mine."

"Oh yeah? Well just because your younger than us that doesn't mean you boss the big kids around. Step aside, kid before things get ugly." Jack snapped at her.