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((Saachi Nidal continued from When The Dust Settles))

The pair were woken up by the announcements. While she had vaguely remembered being told by Danya on the bus, she was more concerned about the fact that Mr. Dolph had just died. Honestly, that felt like a lifetime ago. Still, she listened, made notes to herself about who had already killed and tried to ignore the names of the deceased. Things were easier that way.

The decision to go to lake was mostly just her suggesting a random location that was close and Jay going along with it. She had noted that Jay wasn’t as angry as he was when he woke up, but he certainly didn’t seem willing to make casual conversation with her. The spectre of the previous day still hung over Saachi, so she wasn’t sure how eager Jay was for long distance travelling.

She elected to stay quiet again, a mixture of trying to sort her thoughts and thinking about how to deal with Jay. She took frequent looks back at Jay to make sure that he was still there and not suddenly going to pounce on her. She held the cleaver tightly, just in case she needed to make her point to him again. He didn’t seem to be aggressive, at least not like yesterday. In fact, Saachi recognised that look from yesterday, just after they had left the warehouse.

“What’s on your mind, Jay?” Saachi asked as they arrived at the edge of the lake by the boat shed. The lake seemed rather untouched by all of the craziness that had been happening on the island.
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Saachi wasn't really sure how to take Jay's apology. For one thing, she was expecting to get chewed out by him in the morning, so the change to something more friendly was a welcome, if not unexpected change. The things he was saying ticked all the right boxes for her too.

"It's cool," Saachi simply responded, giving a small smile back to him. As great as things seemed to be turning for her, she still kept her guard up. She was not the type of person who let bygones be bygones. That didn't mean she had to fully reject Jay's kindness, especially since he seemed much more eager to cooperate with her. Even if this was some sort of elaborate ruse on his part, Saachi didn't care so long as he was willing to work with her instead of shouting in her face or catching her in nets.

"Correction, I still need to get my kill."

There was no want about it. If Saachi intended to win, like she obviously was planning on doing, killing was going to be an inevitability. Want implied that she took enjoyment out of the entire process. That wasn't her. She wasn't a monster, just a person put in an unfortunate situation. She was just doing what needed to be done because if she didn't do it, someone else was. The announcements served to justify her theory that people were already playing right out of the gate. If her upbringing taught her anything, she had to be proactive to succeed.

At the sound of footsteps, Saachi froze. Someone else was here. Looking at Jay, she shushed him and then started to tentatively move towards where she heard the noise. She kept herself flat on the edge of the shed, sidling across to catch a sneak peek of who had come before they had a chance to see her or Jay. Saachi breathed deeply to herself, recognising her blood pressure rising. She continued to sidle, focusing on her movements so that she could distract herself.

She peeked around the corner. It was only Michael. Saachi never bothered to get to know him. He slacked in his studies and seemed to just fade away into the background as time went on. In any case, he didn't notice her. That was important. He was also alone, so there wasn't going to be another Lyndi to get in her way. He didn't seem to have a weapon on him, probably obscured by his figure since Saachi didn't see his duffel bag either. After taking in that information, Saachi quickly ducked back behind the shed.

Who cared about Michael? She honestly wasn't really sure that Michael had any friends that she was aware of. He was just sort of there most of the time. He wasn't with anyone either, so Saachi doubted anyone would go chasing after her to get revenge for killing Michael of all people. He also was unarmed, at least for the moment. For all she knew, he could've been hiding a pistol or some sort of assault rifle behind him, but if they managed to get the jump on him, he wouldn't have time to get it out. If Saachi was alone, she may have been worried, but she was with Jay. Jay could keep him busy while Saachi did the deed.

Walking back to Jay, Saachi could feel the anticipation in her body. It was like everything had fallen into place for her. A guy that no one on the island would probably care about, who had lowered his guard and was completely alone. This was the moment she was prepping herself for this entire time. Felicia was a mistake, she could recognise that. But she learnt from mistakes. She learned not to hold back, not to think about what the other person was feeling. Jay reacted instantly and Saachi recognised that she would need to do the same.

"Jay, Michael is on the other side of this shed. I've found my kill."
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It had ended almost as quickly as it had started.

Saachi's face was impassive as she watched Michael's life fade and his body crumple to the floor. The initial excitement had left her through the cleaver and she was now left with a feeling that something was missing. She had imagined her first kill to be more glorious, meaningful or symbolic. It was just quick. All Saachi had to do was move behind Michael and kill him. Now he was dead.

Her face remained set in stone as she took the cleaver out of Michael's head. She looked over to the duffel bag of her recent kill and saw the Trident. The fact that he didn't even have it on hand to protect himself seemed so foolish. He might've had a chance then.

"Jay, feel free to take the trident. It's yours."

The prospect of giving Jay a permanent weapon, especially one that outranged hers, was probably just a disaster just waiting to happen. However, Saachi wanted to build trust between the two of them. Give a reason for Jay to stay, rather than just betray her or leave. As much of an ass he was, at least he was an ass that was on her side when push came to shove. She also wanted him to stop bugging her about her cleaver. He now had a weapon. Saachi almost considered it a gift to him for his compliance. Something that will keep him distracted, at least for the short term.

She moved and sat against the wall of the shed, in between the duffel bag and the mess of limbs that used to be Michael Maxwell. She wasn't exactly sure how to process it all. Her mind seemed to be whirring from the aftereffects of the kill and her body was still shaking slightly. She knew she needed to focus her mind on something, something that would take her mind off what just happened. She didn't want to think about it. She did the deed and it was done. That was all she had to care about.

The cleaver was dirty again. Stained with the blood of its recent meal. Digging through the bag, she found the antiseptic wipes. Taking out a handful, she started to wipe and clean, attacking each of the stubborn stains that clung eagerly to her blade. She did what she needed to. That's what she had to keep telling herself as she cleaned her cleaver.
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The blade was clean by this point, but Saachi continued cleaning. It was much easier going through the motions of maintaining the blade than linger on thoughts about the reality of the situation. Saachi was a killer now, after all. There was no going back on that. She had known she was going to kill, she wanted to survive after all. Her actions had pretty much solidified the path she was taking. There were no second chances now. She had thrown her lot in with Danya, hoping that his game would be her ticket back to normal life.

Saachi's breathing was deep as she continued to wipe the clean blade incessantly. She focused on each stroke, Michael's wipes attacking spots and blemishes that were non-existent to the rest of the world but herself. She had looked at nothing else since the aftermath of the process. Saachi pinched a particular spot that she had wiped a few seconds ago, her breathing speeding up to match the furiously twitching her fingers that continued a never-ending process. After this, she'd probably focus closer to the tip before returning to this same point and repeating the actions all over again. Just to make sure.

It was at the point where she considered moving to the tip that she felt a presence on her shoulder. She looked up slowly and saw Jay smiling at her. Smiling? She had stopped cleaning the blade, letting her arms drop beside her. All of her interactions up until that point with him had been antagonistic or uncomfortable, so seeing him smile took Saachi aback. She held back the urge to roll her eyes at Jay's comment, instead choosing to look at the more positive intentions.

"Yeah, thanks, Jay." Saachi returned with an uneasy half-smile. She didn't mess up this time, that was good. In fact, both of them did a pretty stellar job. It still didn't change the fact that she was categorically a murderer. It wasn't this kill in particular that made her uneasy, but the idea that she'd have to continue killing, that her death count will continue to rise as the game went on. The realisation of what it meant to win this game. Just how many people would she need to kill to ensure her survival? She knew this was only the first. How much work would she need to do to make up for the others who just sat around and hoped that things would magically fix itself? Would her mind even be able to take it?

"I guess this is the path we chose, isn't it?"

The question was more to herself than Jay. She remembered the previous night, staring up at the stars and reflecting on her place in the game. This was indeed what she had chosen and there was no way around it. No amount of mental gymnastics would ever change the fact that Saachi had chosen to become a killer and play into the hands of those who kidnapped them. Still, Saachi had seen no other way out. She had worked so hard, spent so many hours in tears because of her father, studied so many nights to achieve the grades needed to be successful in life and make her family proud. Yet, there was a chance that all of that was going to be taken away from her. Of course, she'd go for the chance where she could claim that back, claim back her life that was cruelly taken from her.

This was all necessary. That had been what had pushed her through the game thus far. At least one person needed to die each day to save everyone. Everyone else needed to die to get her life back. She was doing what she needed to be done to survive. She was doing the things that others wouldn't do but were required to make it to the next day. They would hesitate, but it was only a matter of time before the realisation hits and they'd start playing too. Each person, each classmate, was a time bomb waiting to go off before it explodes. Some had longer fuses, but in the end, it was inevitably going to go off. When that moment came, Saachi wanted to be ready.

She chuckled to herself, heavy with the epiphany she had just gone through. This was only the beginning. At least she wasn't alone. She had Jay, who was also going through it. While Jay could hardly be called the most reliable or amicable person in the world, it was one more person that was going through the same thing she was. Maybe their approaches to dealing with it were different, but it was comforting to recognise that she alone would not have to struggle with the burden of her actions.

"Well then, shall we take a break or find our next target?" Saachi asked, her voice lighter and matched with a wide grin. "We probably should take Michael's rations and things while we're at it."

She wasn't a monster. She was someone trying to survive. There was a vast difference between the two.
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It looked like they were resting, a development that Saachi didn't mind. It'd be nice to have some time to just relax and process recent events. She threw away the antiseptic wipe, leaving it on top of the dead body that she had been resting next to. It rested nicely on Michael's torso, staining his shirt with more of his blood.

Saachi's grin quickly disappeared when Jay turned back to her. His smile was unsettling, a mockery of positivity that chilled Saachi.

"You're right, Jay. We didn't choose this." Saachi echoed back. It was like Jay was reflecting her own thoughts back on her. It was odd how similar their views were when it came to the game. Maybe she was rubbing off on Jay. That thought elicited a quiet giggle. Would that mean Jay would start rubbing off on her? The thought alone was tragic. Best to avoid that line of thinking.

Saachi stood up as a voice called to the pair. Curious, she turned her head towards the source of the voice. Almost immediately she tried to retreat backwards, colliding with the wall behind her. KK was right there and had a gun. The same KK that was in the announcements. Up until this point, they'd never encountered a killer. All of the people they've met had been easy prey. This was an entirely different playing field. Saachi knew that KK had the power here.

"You're welcome," Saachi called back, her voice tentative due to the situation they were in. Admittedly, KK hadn't shot. So maybe she'd be able to find a way to sort this out so that they didn't get riddled with bullet holes. Even if KK was a terrible shot, she was not willing to take that chance.

"We're happy to continue assisting you if you want." Saachi parlayed, trying to make the best out of what could be a terrible situation. Saachi bit her lips tightly as she waited for her reply, prepping herself to dive for the back of the shed should things turn bad. Hopefully, she'd shoot Jay before going for her.
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At least Saachi could confirm one suspicion on the back of her mind. When it came to anything that didn't involve being a distraction or killing someone, Jay was pretty useless. She understood why he had that reaction to being threatened with a gun, but he certainly wasn't trying to do anything to get out of it like she was. Then again, she had a feeling things would end up worse if Jay did try opening his mouth, so she tried to see it as a blessing in disguise.

It looked like she'd be the one dealing with the crazy Katarina. She took a moment to regain her composure, put on a stronger face for whatever was coming. The gun was the main factor, her eyes inevitably were drawn to the dangerous weapon. She was too far away to see how close she was to the trigger, but the fact that her finger was near it in the first place was enough to have her approach with caution.

She was just standing there. Was she honestly considering her offer? Saachi elected not to break the silence, letting it hang awkwardly in the air as she exchanged a confused look with Jay. Katarina didn't say anything, but she knew that she'd probably end up on the wrong side of the bullet if she tried to run. She also hoped that by being compliant, she'd at least get Katarina to work with them, or at least not try killing the pair. Maybe smaller steps should be taken.

When KK spoke, she quickly turned her attention back to her potential assailant. That was the thing she'd been pondering this whole time? Saachi took a deep breath, exhaling the exasperation out of her body. She took a second to think of her approach.

"Yes, only one of us can go home, but there are approximately 60 kids on this island if we're going off the numbers on the bus. Everyone's going to start playing sooner or later, so trying to go off on your own for the entire way automatically puts you at a disadvantage. The others are going to group up, and there's only so many times you can pick off stragglers before you're trying to bum rush a group of 3 or 4 classmates while you're on your own."

Saachi thought back to when the pair took on Lyndi's group. If Saachi was alone, she would've been royally screwed. She may have been able to kill Michael off on her own, but having Jay there made things infinitely easier. She had to put conviction in her words and sway KK away from capping her and Jay.

"Jay and I recognised the advantage there was towards working together to take out the others. Right now, there are too many people on the island that are probably working and sticking together. Trying to go off alone to take them all on is needlessly dangerous. You're probably not the only person who has a gun KK. What happens if you try going for a kill on one person when their friend suddenly comes out of nowhere and blows your brains out? At least if you have someone else, they'll be able to run interception or you can create a strategy with them to separate the group before going for the kill. And honestly? I'm more than happy to work with you to get further in the game KK."

Saachi quietly gulped to herself as she tried to tell how KK and Jay were taking what she was saying. Trying to straddle the line between saying what KK wanted to hear and what Jay wanted to hear was difficult. She basically had to sell the benefits of not just killing on your own to the both of them. Saachi began moving her fingers, gripping tighter on the cleaver. Deep breaths. She just needed to get through this, then maybe things would turn out well for them.

"Look, I'm not saying that you need to buddy up with us and stick together as a trio. What I am thinking is that, at least until we take out the others and reduce the size of the groups traipsing around, we should avoid trying to kill each other. It works out for what we want to do. We can cover more of the island, work on taking out the other kids and make our lives on this godforsaken island easier without having to think about killing everyone on our own. We can then worry about each other once we get to the end."

Saachi bit the inside of her cheek as she waited for a response. Her gaze never left KK. She had thrown the ball into her field. Saachi could only hope that she wasn't going to end up with a bullet in her chest.
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When KK had turned her attention towards Jay, Saachi realised that the battle had been lost. Unless Jay was able to pull off a miracle and keep up with the narrative that she had built, things were going to fall apart.

One of Jay's main problems was that he was a wildcard to her. She had never been able to parse how the heck his mind worked, often going off guesswork as to how to proceed with him. Jay was Jay, she had found. He was loud, brash and a bit of an idiot. She had no idea how he was going to act with regards to KK. She knew that Jay was only going to make things worse.

She sometimes hated being right so much.

Saachi let out a sudden yell as shots rang out in the area. She thrust herself against the wall, watching the disaster unfurl before her. She could feel the sweat dripping down her face, the horror of the situation and the fear that her life was legitimately at risk kept her from moving and her attention sharply focused on what was happening between KK and Jay. She swore she heard her name somewhere in between Jay's incoherent wails, but refused to move. After all, KK could just as easily turn her attention to her.

"Stop it!" Saachi yelled pathetically as Katarina fired more shots. Fuck, fuck fuck. Things were not supposed to go this way. She was supposed to have control of this situation. Up until now, she had always had control of the situation. They were supposed to both get out of this situation, possibly sway KK towards their mindset and get her to leave them alone. Instead, Jay had to butt in, Jay had to get his say and then KK had to make her point.

What was the point? What right did KK have to determine whether or not Jay had any worth? Even if Jay was an idiot, Jay was still her idiot. They'd been a pretty good team, all things considered. Sure, he did shout at her all the time and their first encounter involved him beating her up, but they'd got past that and managed to kill two people together. KK had only managed to kill one, and she had that stupid gun to give herself an unfair advantage. What the hell gave her the right to decide whether or not Jay was worthless?

It took a while for Saachi to realise that KK had left. Her attention at that point had been transfixed on her dying ally, whose cries began to get muted until they were eventually extinguished. Was it over? She gave a moment before moving, wanting to make sure that KK didn't come back. Admittedly, Saachi needed some time to get her breath, take stock of the situation and prepare herself. She was still sweaty, the adrenaline slowly starting to leave her system as she clutched tightly to her cleaver. Her first steps were cautious as she expected Katarina to suddenly jump out of the bushes and shoot her. Once she had confirmed that wouldn't happen, Saachi moved quickly towards Jay.

There was blood everywhere. Jay was just lying there, his head tilted towards her direction. Was he dead? He'd just been shot to kingdom come and he now languished in a pool of his own blood. Saachi didn't want to take a closer look at his wounds. She was queasy enough looking at them from a distance. She didn't feel the need to unsettle herself more than she needed to. Instead, she focused on the upper body, the parts where KK's wrath was avoided.

Was this how Jay Harland was going to go? With Saachi just watching it happen? From what she could tell, Jay was dead. The shots, blood and closed eyes seemed to point in that direction. She had always told herself that she'd be the one to finish off Jay. Once most of the competition had been dealt with, she was supposed to have killed him in his sleep. Or something. She never really thought out how she was going to kill Jay. She had always considered him a factor going deep into the game. Something that she could put off having to think about until later. Together, they could've been unstoppable. Instead, she was now sat here, looking at his possibly lifeless corpse.

It didn't take long for Saachi to decide her next course of action. It was probably a worthless endeavour. After all, he was probably already dead. Still, she wanted a finality to their relationship. She couldn't let it end like this. She was going to decide how things ended, not KK. She could feel the tears on her cheek as she raised her cleaver.

"I'm sorry, Jay."

Saachi swung the cleaver down on his neck.

B09: JAY HARLAND - DECEASED





Saachi had finished cleaning her blade. The tears were gone. After doing the deed, Saachi had moved Jay's body and deposited it inside one of the decrepit boats. It took longer than anticipated as she had to drag him at an arm's length to avoid getting blood all over her, but she eventually managed to succeed in that endeavour. She felt it would've been classless to leave his body lying around like that on show. Moving it to a place she couldn't see also kept her mind at ease. Lingering on his death for too long wasn't what she needed.

She had decided to move Micheal's body as well. It wasn't like she felt the same feelings for him as she did for Jay, but she thought she might as well show the same respect for him as she did Jay. His body was easier to move. Though they were about the same weight, she was able to grapple onto his legs and reduce to force necessary to move him. She had deposited his body in another boat next to Jay's.

Only once that was done did Saachi think about cleaning the blade. She had pondered about the realisation that she was going to have to tackle this game alone from now on. She didn't have a Jay to reassure her that she was doing the right thing, no Jay to get in the way of others so she could enact her plans and Jay wasn't going to be able to get her out of any more sticky situations. She only had herself now.

In a way, she had realised that Jay had been a buffer for her. A way to ease her into playing the game. When she had Jay, she could justify her actions by looking at him and realising he was doing the same things as her. He was there to remind her that others were playing as well and tell her she was doing the right thing. Saachi was uncomfortable knowing that she didn't have that safety and comfort that she once had.

She also thought about KK and thinking about how to approach her. In her mind, KK was more than fair game. In fact, Saachi hoped she'd find her again. Once she did, she was going to exact her revenge. She'd catch her by surprise and make sure she felt pain as Saachi took her life from her. She wasn't going to go for the head or neck for a quick kill. No, KK had screwed over Saachi and her plans and if Saachi ever encountered KK with her guard down, she was going to feel the brunt of her retribution.

Her bag was starting to become bloated. She had moved all of the water bottles and food supplies from both Michael's and Jay's bag into her own. If there was one good thing that came out of this situation, it was that Saachi wasn't going to go hungry anytime soon. She took the antiseptic wipes as well. That was more of a precautionary move on her part.

For now, she had tucked the trident into her bag. It jutted out awkwardly, but she didn't need to carry it and the cleaver. The cleaver stayed in her hands where it belonged. Saachi took one moment to look at Jay's boat before she set off, her heart heavy.

((Saachi Nidal continued in We Know Who Our Enemies Are))
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