Lord of the flies #8

Chapter 8 gift for the darkness

Perspective : jack

Pigs

I can’t stand Ralph anymore, I quit. Hes not some prefect or something I won’t keep on being his slave. I've spent too long following his orders and abiding his rules. This is seriously pissing me off, I thought as I walked forward to the platform. I was so nervous I had never done anything like this before and no amount of training would have prepared me for this. “I’m leaving” I said, opposition rang clear in my voice. I could hear the gasps around the circle. I wiped my dirty palms on my shorts and looked around. Everyone stared at me with blank faces of disbelief and horror.
Had I done something wrong? “Everyone who’s with me stand up” no one stood. The silence was defining. Anger streaked though me, hot tears stung my eyes as I glared at everyone. “Fine” is said. I was glad my voice didn’t shake. I would get them back, I would.
I ran faster than id ever ran. I knew before I started that they would not try to stop me. Why would they? They all hated me. They hated me from the beginning. They didn’t understand. Growing up in England my home life had been a living hell. I was glad to be on this island. Glad to finally be free. Killing was my way of getting back at my family for all of those years. I sat huddled against a rock, waiting, waiting. Would they ever come? Footsteps in the distance, Hushed voices. Was that them. “jack” some one called out. Robert? One of the twins? I couldn’t tell. I stood up. Letting my hair fall in my face so that they couldn’t see my blood shot eyes. “hey jack were sorry about back there” Robert said. “its just we were so surprised that we didn’t know what to do” “but were here now” “ and we want to be with you”. “first your going to start by calling my chief” I said in a hard cold voice. They looked at each other then decided. “yes chief” Good. They were obeying me. My plan was working.
A couple hours later more people came and we set up a camp, “lets go hunt” I said. Cheers echoed around me. We started running. We knew that the pigs hid on the top of the mountain in the shade in the afternoon so that’s were we heeded south along the burnt area making sure to leave no trail behind us. Then I heard a sound. I signaled them to he quiet and to move slowly. Had we found something? I walked forward and peered stealthily around the fronts. The biggest sow I had ever seen lay in the cool shade. More than 10 piglets nestled against her chest. A killing instinct took over me and pushed any remorse for killing a mother out of my head. the taboo was suddenly gone I signaled to spread out and get ready for attack. Then I moved forward fast. She jumped up scattering her piglets on to the hard rock. Spears jabbed at her stomach her neck her head. the demoniac crime we committed did not sink in.Blood, masses of blood every where and then she lay still. Her eyes staring of into space. We would have food tonight. After that we pounced her letting her hot guts lay beside her. some animal would eat them, what did i care.