The Demon dies away
“So why aren’t you painted?” questioned the officer.
“I’m just different from them” replied Ralph.
The officer raised one eyebrow in confusion. He then glanced at the savage group again and noticed the spears and blood on some kids.
“Well, come on we haven’t got all day.” Said the officer
“I’m coming and so is the group but the kid in the middle wants to stay also that kid next to him” whispered Ralph
Jack and Roger couldn't hear Ralph because they were far away amazed by the fact they have finally been rescued.
“Nope, all of you have to come, they won't be able to survive here.” Officer replied.
Ralph was upset at the fact his idea didn't work. Jack's brain was rewinding through all the things that had happen. A sliver of a tear ran down his face wiping away the paint on his face. All of a sudden he started to cry and the others did the same. Ralph looked back, and thought that they have regained the sense of what they had done.
“There might be some lost in the forest, we should go find them” Ralph suggested
“Alright, you go talk some sense in to your friends and we'll find the others” replied the officer.
Ralph nodded and went towards Jack's group. Percival ran after the officers afraid that the officers will die because of “ The Beastie ” and lose their chance of being rescued. No one ran after him, they knew the officers will take care of him.
“I’M SORRY RALPH! I REALLY AM!” Jack apologized.
Ralph ignored him, not believing anything from him after what he had done.
“Come on guys….Time to go home.” Ralph sighed
The entire group looked at Jack with tears but only saw Jack weeping after what he had done. They looked at Ralph, wiped the paint off their face, dropped their spears and followed Ralph to the boats. As Ralph looked ahead he held a smile. A smile that showed that happiness of the group finally returning to what is right for the journey home. Jack’s tears dried and his face filled with anger. His fists clenched and he grinded his teeth. He gripped the spear so tight his hand started to bleed of splinters.
“I SAID SORRY FOR EVERYTHING AND IM IGNORED!” Jack screamed
He charged at Ralph with full force knocking him to the ground. The group of boys charged at Jack.
“No stop,this is between me and Jack.” Ralph declared
Jack sniggered and slashed out with the spear. Ralph taken by surprise was stabbed in the thigh. He screamed and charged, ignoring the pain. He took the fight into the blazing forest. The fire seared at Ralph and Jack face’s burning them badly. They ignored the scorches and flared out at each other. Ralph’s threw punches at Jack’s face badly bruising his face and Jack’s spear jabbed Ralph in the arms. They were bleeding badly. Jack brought up a stick on fire and lashed out at Ralph with the boiling flames. Ralph climbed a tree and Jack set fire to it. Ralph blew away at the fire with huge leaves. Jack climbed after him. Enraged he swung his spear at Ralph face, constantly cutting him up. Ralph moved to a smaller branch and hanged on for dear life. Jack still boiling with hate charged at him but then slipped and fell to his doom into the raging fire. Ralph climbed down the tree crying a bit, for a rival who was once a friend and lost control of civilization now dead. He ran through the flames and jumped out on the shore. He saw the officer with soldiers carrying burnt up little ones on their shoulders hanging on for dear life.
“This is too sad for me to bear” Ralph thought
“What happened to you?” The officer replied, very surprised
“A tree fell and I was caught in the blow by saving a little one.” Ralph lied
“Whoa, you got some courage little kid” the officer remarked
The group of kids asked a round of questions but Ralph waved them away. The medics looked at his wounds and treated him. The alcohol burned his cuts but he knew it was killing the bacteria. He thought of Simon and Piggy and started to weep but it took away the pain of the parched cuts that the medic was putting alcohol on to cleanse it so it wouldn’t get infected. Sam and Eric came over to comfort him telling him it was alright but he knew it wasn’t. He noticed a group of medics in a circle. He moved towards the commotion and noticed Percival all burnt and under heavy attention.
“NO!” Ralph yelled and shot out. He put his ear to the little one’s burnt chest and heard nothing. He slapped Percival on the face and tried again. He heard nothing again. He cupped a handful, shaking afraid that his friend would die. He splashed on his friend’s face and there was no response. Ralph turned his face from his parched friend and began to weep when suddenly a gasp burst out from crowd. Ralph bolted back and saw his friend Percival barely alive.
“TTTThhhaaaaannnnnkkkkkssss” Percival stuttered in pain.
Ralph smiled. He was incredibly happy. He didn’t want another person to die and miss the joy of being rescued. He looked at the huge American destroyer that they were floating to in the life boat. He knew they would be safe. The group of kids came up to look at it with him and they started to talk about home and begin with their mothers and fathers. He was also happy to the fact that his friends had regained sophistication. He thought he was going to die because of them but as soon as they saw the American destroyer, he could see the evil and savage look be drained from their eyes. Ralph looked at the sunset with tears of joy and sadness to the fact of being rescued and sad at the fact that Simon and Piggy couldn't be there to share joy and gladness . But then realized that they were right there enjoying it with him. What were they enjoying? What were they celebrating about all of this? They were enjoying the end of a tragic story and the beginning of a better story in each and every one of their lives.
