I Am Cannibal (Rewrite)

Part 5 split up

So uh...since I've last updated. Jerstie has been..canceled? And now we have Matt to add to the story (possibly). So do y'all have any suggestions? Or should I just keep writing and see where the story goes. It is an AU after all! (I do have a plan to add Matt in though!) Also i'm not dead unfortunately, just going through a lot, and I've been taking a writing break for the holidays, but I'm back! I have some stuff for the smut book, and also possibly a non ptx story coming this year! Anyway, enjoy the story!

Scott didn't sleep at all that night.
What the hell was that?
He thought, staring up at the ceiling of the tent.
Maybe a monkey?....a person?
That was extremely unlikely, he didn't know of any inhabited islands in this area at all.
He gasped softly.

"What if he kills every person that comes to the island? That must be why no one is here...i need to start carrying my knife again...I probably should have before now..."

These completely irrational thoughts kept running through his mind, until he noticed that the sun was up.
He looked down at his watch.

"Six thirty?" He whispered.
"How long was I awake?"

He heard someone outside the tent, he worried that it was the thing from last sight, but then realized he was probably just being over paranoid.
The blond rolled over, and pulled back the tarp, to look outside.

Kevin, was already up, building a fire.

Scott got up, knowing he wasn't going to be able to sleep anyway, and strode over to Kevin.

Kevin normally was an early riser, so he had decided to surprise the others, and make breakfast. He assumed they would all be sleeping in, because they stayed up late. So he was surprised when he heard a tarp opening. Even more so when he saw that it was Scott.

"Good morning!" Said Kevin cheerfully. He looked closer at Scott. It looked like he had not had any sleep at all.

"Morning..." Scott mumbled, grabbing a stick, and poking at the fire.

"Scott?" Asked Kevin. "is everything okay? You seem upset."

Scott looked at him.

"Everything is fine Kevin. Not like we're stranded on an island or anything!"

Kevin gave him a look "You know what I mean. It seems like something else is bothering you."

Scott looked down, and shrugged.
"Kind of.."

Kevin lowered his voice.
"hey, you can trust me ok?"

Scott nodded,
"I don't want the others, especially Kit to worry. So please don't say anything."

Kevin scrunched his eyebrows.
"Ok, I won't... What is it Scott?"

Scott sighed.
"I... saw something last night, a man I think, maybe a woman, but a human either way. Scared the sh*t out of me."

Kevin put down the can of peaches he had opened. "a person? Are you sure you weren't just imagining things Scott?"

Scott nodded his head. "positive. He was wearing like, a loincloth, like Tarzan or some shit. I couldn't see any more details, it was dark."

They both sat in silence for a moment.
"Could he be a native? Maybe even like...a wild man?"

Scott shrugged.
"I mean... Either that, or someone else who got stranded. But I feel like they'd have said something if it was that."
Another "tent" swooshed open.

"Good morning Kirstie!" Said Kevin cheerfully.

"Morning Kev! Wow, what happened to you Scotty? You look like you didn't sleep at all."

"I'm just having trouble getting used to the sounds of the night is all." He shot Kevin a look.

"Oh..ok, if you say so...I'm going to go look around. I didn't get much of a chance before it got dark last night."

"Okay" said Scott "just...don't go to far please."

"I'm a big girl scott" she teased, "I can handle myself."

After Kirstie had gone, Kevin looked over at Scott.

"Why exactly didn't your want to tell her? Maybe she'd be more careful if she knew.."

Scott sighed.
"look, she's already paranoid enough. I didn't want to scare her."

Kevin shook his head.

Soon, Kirstie had returned, And the rest of the group  had woken up. So they decided to eat breakfast. Kevin had fried up some ham, because it wasn't going to last long in the woods, and they had some canned peaches.

After they had eaten, Scott spoke up.
"I think we need to look for a better place to put a more stronger shelter. We should split up, and send a signal with these whistles if we need help. Also, we need to make sure to group together by mid-afternoon"

"Who put Blondie in charge?" Muttered Kyle.

"Scott, why didn't you give us the whistles before?" Asked Avi
"I found them in a bag in my tent last night, figured I'd wait till morning to show you."

Jeremy nodded, "that's not a bad idea. We should stay in pairs or groups if possible though. We have no idea what's out there."

Jeremy stood up "I'll go with Kirstin, Avi with Kyle, and Scott with Kev? Does that sound good?"

Avi huffed.

"Actually, I was planning on sticking around here..." Said Kyle "I'm not feeling too hot."

"No one should be left alone. I'll stay here with you." Kevin smiled.

"I can handle myself." Kyle rolled his eyes.

"We'll see." Kevin smirked.

Avi raised an eyebrow at the two, but didn't say anything.

Somehow, they agreed to have Avi Jeremy and Kirstin travel together, and Scott was left wandering alone, while Kevin and Kyle were at the campsite. All of this was a very terrible idea, but nobody seemed to care, or notice. But Scott insisted he'd be ok, because he had a whistle, and a knife. He had no idea that those wouldn't do him any good with what was about to happen.