Shaw I (Part 1)

[landahoymateys]

Fandom: X-Men First Class
Pairings: Various
Word Count: Ongoing
Rating: NC-17 for excessive violence, character deaths, drug use, sexual imagery, excessive cursing, homophobic slurs, and underage drinking/sexual activities.
Prompt: Ok, setting can be wherever - a campground, cabin by the lake, abandoned house, the prom, and so on but the big idea is that they are being stalked by a killer/or a monsterlike being (i.e. Freddy or Jason as an example) and being picked off one by one.
There should be sexing, boozing, maybe weed smoking and most importantly it should be crazy scary and suspenseful! (Basically the ultimate formula for the perfect teen slasher movie!) Oh yes, and injecting some crack here or there into the story would be a BONUS!
Up to anon who lives or dies, but I like my slasher stories with a creative twist of plot. :D

They had all somehow made their way to Xavier's Summer Camp for Gifted Youths, whether it was their parents insistence, their own boredom, or an actual belief in camping ideals, varied from child to child. One thing was certain however, none of them knew exactly what they meant by "gifted youth". They all supposed it was just some marketing ploy. When one of the boys' mother had got the mailing she had exclaimed in surprise "Oh I thought this camp had been closed down due to toxic waste in the pond water." Her son looked at her eyebrows cocked, "Oh well. Looks like you're going to summer camp this year!" There was no use protesting.
All the moody teens were dropped off by their parents, and their cars quickly pulled away before their children could wizen up and change their minds. They were greeted by a very cheerful camp director named Charles Xavier, most likely the son of the original Xavier, and the only camp counselor who seemed to just be Charles' best friend, Erik Lenscherr. Where one was impossibly radiant and chipper, the other was unmoving and gruff and only made short grunts in reply. Charles greeted them unconditionally warmly, "Hello campers! Welcome to Xavier's Summer Camp for Gifted Youths! We're very excited to have you here, and we hope you'll enjoy your time here! We're going to help to get you all settled in just fine in the next couple hours and than have a socializing event!" Charles waved his hands around excitedly. The man standing beside him just grumbled. Charles turned to each of the teens giving them their cabin assignments.

The camp was really nothing to look at. It was a bunch of haphazardly organized cabins scattered around a really green looking lake that probably did have toxic waste. The shingles on the cabins were falling off, some of the windows were shattered, and there was no grass at all in sight. The welcome center was one large room with a central fire place and benches scattered about. Also in there was the only landline phone in the entire camp. It looked like it was about fifty years old, much like the rest of the camp. And there was one little t.v. with a huge ass antenna that probably only got two channels.

The campers filled into their prospective homes for the next couple weeks. Each cabin held two bunk beds with a top bunk and a bottom bunk each. The mattresses were paper thin and the only furniture housed in the room was a single dingy side table with an old lamp with one bulb that could barely light up the room. There were several cabins throughout the camp, but there was only enough teens to fill up two, one filled with boys, the other girls.

Each of the adolescents grumbled as they filed in, depositing their things onto bunks. A tough looking blond in a leather jacket grumbled as he claimed a bottom bunk "I can't believe I got stuck in this god awful fucking camp. Fucking."

The boy was known as Alex Summers. He had spent so much time in and out of juvenile detention centers and foster homes that NO ONE cared a fuck about him. And to be completely the fuck honest, he didn't give a fuck about anyone else either. He was in it for himself and only his goddamn self.

He had lost his parents when he was just a little boy, and he really didn't like to fucking talk about it. He once had an older brother, the only god damn person he cared about in the world, but he was no longer around, presumably dead. So Alex only had himself to ever fucking worry about.

The foster home he was at insisted all the children go to camp for the summer, they had all done extensive research on camps in their different interests, but Alex didn't have any fucking interests. So he just signed up for the first damn camp he got a letter for, and here he fucking was. And he wasn't going to let anyone cheer him the fuck up.

A tall lean boy with shaggy brown hair and thick rimmed glasses threw his own "luggage", because that's what it was, a nice trim brown suitcase, up onto the top bunk. He smiled around at the other boys, a dumb sort of smile, a smile that said I'm a damn optimist, "Oh come on, I'm sure it won't be so bad. I'm Hank McCoy by the way." He tried to put his hand out to shake the blond's hand and the blond just stared at it angrily.

Hank McCoy was a boy genius. At the age of five he built his own fully functioning robot to help his mom out around the house. At age 8 he was reading on a college level in mathematics and science and had completed high school. At age 11 the united states government swooped him up for testing. At age 14 he had a PHD in molecular biology and applied chemistry and was teaching training classes at the CIA to the same men that had tested him a couple years earlier. At age 17 his mom had thrown a big fit and pulled him from the CIA insisting her son needed to experience normal teenage experiences and sent him to camp.

Hank McCoy enjoyed rocket science, reading, broadway plays, DNA splicing, and dancing. He had enormous feet however, and wasn't very good at the last. Pity, he could have been a beautiful dancer.

He had never spent more than a couple days with children his own age since he was 6, and he was more than eager for the opportunity to attend camp. He had seen movies about it of course, and it seemed like a great bonding experience. His mother, who was the only one who really cared about him, had often told him stories about her own times in camp and he was really excited. Oh and he couldn't swim.

The only black man in the cabin put out his own hand to shake Hank's in the blond's absence, "Hey Hank, name's Armando Munoz, nice to meet you. But you can call me Darwin, everyone does." Hank shakes his hand excitedly. Armando takes the other bottom bunk across from Alex's.

Armando "Darwin" Munoz was a New Yorker through an through. He was a city prowler, and he got his nickname from his ability to adapt to any environment, a good skill for living in the city. His friends would say he was one smooth ass motherfucker. He danced like no ones business, and threw the best parties downtown. If you needed something done, he was your guy.

He had been living on his own for most of his life. Yea he had a no good drunkard of a father, but that did him no good. He was working out on his own- paper routes, busing tables, driving cabs, for as long as he could remember. When he turned 16 he officially emancipated himself from his useless father, bought an apartment with friends and was doing pretty fucking good.

When he got the mailing for "summer camp" he thought it was a ridiculous, childish idea, but he didn't throw it out. He kept the letter on top of his desk and would glance at it every now and than. Pretty soon he was positive he was going. He wanted the opportunity to do things that normal teenagers did he guessed. It could be fun, right?

The last boy in cabin 13 was a flaming redhead who was grinning like crazy. He put one of his arms on Hank's shoulder and the other on Darwin, "Guys, this is going to be one awesome summer. Sean Cassidy." He shook Hank's hand with one hand, and Darwin's with the other. He grinned over to Alex, who only raised an eyebrow questioningly.

Sean Cassidy was a whirlwind of a child. All energy and chaos and no stopping point. He had 5 brothers and sisters, and he was easily the craziest of them all. His parents really had no idea what to do with him, or how to feed him, and so he wound up in camp for the summer. Sean didn't really mind, he liked camping, with all the swimming, crafts, marshmallow roasting, and bonding time. He was a fucking master at making pot holders. Never could anyone claim that Sean wasn't a summer camp kinda guy.

Oh and he was really good at the bonding thing. He could make friends like no ones business, and weed may or may not be involved in the process. Sean was the type of guy who could get stuff. No one knew how, but he could get it for you. Even if they were trapped in the middle of nowhere in a god awful summer camp, he could get you what you needed. And he was always painfully optimistic and good natured.

Everyone liked hanging around with Sean, and he took it as an advantage with the ladies. Sean liked to party, have fun, and ignore responsibilities.

In the girls cabin introductions weren't going much better, in fact it was quite catty in there. One girl was pulling another's hair already, and a third girl was trying to break it up, and the fourth was just rolling her eyes, and trying to adjust her hair in the small compact mirror she held. It was a tall icy cold blonde that had started the fight. She had eyes like ice and she had sent some chilling slur to the other blonde in the room to set her off. And than they were at each other's throats, and pulling hair, biting down on shoulders.

The icy blonde's name was Emma Frost. And yes she did personify that name. She was one classy bitch. She came form a wealthy family and knew luxury like no one's business. She only wore designer clothes, and her skin shone like diamonds. There was no doubting it she was beautiful, and a guilty pleasure. But tell her you fantasized about her and she would rip your balls off bare handed.

No man survived Emma Frost. She would tease men and use them like nobody's business, it was a hobby of hers. And don't think she liked women either, she HATED women, and would sooner slit their throats than hold a conversation. In fact it was theorized by the few people able to get close enough to her that she was in fact asexual. And let me tell you, very few people got close enough to her.

She was resourceful too. She was all pretty eyes and long legs, she had a sharp wit and a brain on her shoulders. She constantly scored at the top of her class, and made the nerds of the school wet themselves just by looking at her. And god could she plot. She could plot revenge like nobody's business. She was one cold hearted bitch, and she had already decided she didn't like anyone at that camp. Why was she here? Try asking her. I dare you.

The other girl screamed as Emma Frost dug her nails into her hair tearing, "You little bitch. Get your hands off me! I'm the camp directors sister you know!" Emma did not look impressed at the shorter blond squirming in her hands, but the brunette trying to separate them did.

Raven "Mystique" Darkholme, yes was the step sister of Charles Xavier. No they did not share a name. She was adopted. She was taken in, more by Charles than his parents, when she was a hungry little girl found rummaging through their trash cans. She wasn't the silver spoon protege child of the Xavier fortune like her brother though. She was slightly more realistic. And she didn't like being treated like an Xavier. She liked to be treated like Raven.

She loved her brother to bits, but he just didn't seem to understand her. Raven liked to be independent, and she desperately wanted to be accepted for who she was. And she was madly in love with him, and he just didn't see it. So yea Raven sometime flirted with her brother's friends, and yea once or twice she might have surprised her brother's boyfriend in his bed naked, but she just wanted to be loved damnit! She was an easy enough going girl, she was well liked by her peers, but she could often be trouble, and always a handful for her older brother.

When Charles told his sister he wanted to reopen the camp that summer, she was extremely doubtful. She was still doubtful, but she promised him she'd be his first client. And so here she was, in a cabin with a bunch of other girls she didn't like and who didn't like her.

The brunette finally managed to pull them off one another, "Would you girls just cool it, and try to get along, for all of our sanity's!" She held up two fists, neither of the girls were intimidated, but they cooled off anyway, each falling to bottom bunks opposite one another.

Moria MacTaggert was one tough chic, but also a patriotic as all hell one. She was an army brat, her father being third generation marine core. As a child she often had to move around a lot with her father's career, living on various military bases. She didn't have many friends her own age, but all she really needed was her father. Her father raised her proud to be an american, and tough enough to look out for herself.

Living on military bases all your life makes you only socialized with military wives and children, who were all brats. Moria had often found herself keeping the other children on the base in line, showing them discipline and patriotism. She could beat any guy twice her size, and she was proud of it. She knew that one day she would join the united states military too, it was just a matter of time.

This summer her father thought it'd be a good idea for her to get away from the base for some time and go to camp. She protested at first, saying she could take care of herself, that she loved the base, she'd be fine, but father insisted. And here she was, and she would whip these girls into shape, like nobody's business.

The other girl in the cabin jumped down from her bunk suddenly, very gracefully like flight, "So girls. Are we going to all hug and make up than?" she said with a sly smirk. The other girls just glared at her. Moira put her hand out to shake hers and introduced herself, "You can call me Angel sug." And so the girls all settled in together, not very comfortably.

Angel was a stage name. No one knew her real name. Or at least no one around town did, her parents whoever they were probably did. She lived with her older sister who was an "exotic dancer", and lets just say Angel took after her sister a lot. She was on her school's dance team for awhile, but than when they started giving out mandatory drug tests to all the team players Angel split. She was into drama club for awhile too, but none of the guys in the club could concentrate when she was around.

As soon as she turned 16 she dropped out of school and her sister got her a job. Angel was very likable and everyone told her so, or at least anyone with a penis did (and some without that but just preferred the fairer gender). Angel didn't really give a damn about the way people cat called to her, or felt her up. She was comfortable with her body and who she was, or at least that's what she told herself.

She could get anything she wanted with that body of hers and no one batted an eyelash. She was used to getting what she wanted and would use any means necessary. She flirted like it was her job (which it was). Maybe her sister was jealous of her, she certainly thought it was, because she had way more clients than her. But when the fliers for summer camp came in the mail her sister insisted that she should go, and so there she was. Annoyed and not making any money, and horny as hell.

The girls all shook hands and agreed to play nice (kinda), and ignored one another while unpacking their things.

Back at the Welcome Center Charles Xavier had adamantly forgotten all about the welcome socializing events he had planned for the new campers because one Erik Lensherr had his tongue dancing around his mouth. He was pushing Charles up against the welcome desk, clutching at his ass. To anyone that knew the couple it would be quite clear that the only reason Erik Lensherr was there was to "entertain" Charles, and they'd be right, because heck if Erik knew anything about summer camp. He'd never spent a single day at one. Charles had begged him to be a counselor with the promise of sexual favors, and so here he was. The t.v. was buzzing somewhere beneath them, but neither of them was paying attention as Charles suddenly slipped his hand down Erik Lensherr's pants.

The news was on, and a likable t.v. personnel was speaking in a hurried voice "We urge anyone in the Westchester County of New York to stay indoors and lock their doors and windows. That is correct, the dangerous killer Sebastian Shaw is on the loose. Everyone please beware. The suspect is assumed to be armed and highly dangerous. We're showing a police sketch of him now. So please, be careful if you're living in that area." Erik pushed Charles into the t.v. and it fell to the ground with a crash, the screen cracking and smoke clouding up.

Charles suddenly pulled away from Erik, "Erik! Look what you did now! You broke the t.v.! How will we be able to keep up with the weather and important news now?" Erik just growled and pushed Charles further onto the table, ripping his shirt open and pressing his lips to Charles' abs. Charles let out a grunt, "Oh sweet jesus."

Back in the girls cabin the girl's were getting restless, "Hey we should go see what the guys are up to, you know do some of that socializing stuff?" Angel suggested
after several long moment of no one speaking to one another in the girl's cabin.

They all stared at her for a long moment than Moira said "That's a good idea." Emma just grunted and Raven nodded in approval. So all four girls marched over to the boy's cabin. It was a cool dark night, the wind whipped at their shoulders, and they could barely see a thing but feel their way to the other cabin.

Raven made it to the door first and pounded on the door, Darwin answered it with a grin, "Hey there." Raven winked at him, "We thought you guys might want some company."

Darwin laughed and opened the door to them, "Why certainly." The other guys jumped up at the sight of them, eagerly. Sean ran over and put his arms around Angel and Moira winking. Alex rolled his eyes, causing Darwin to laugh. Hank shyly introduced himself to Raven who gave him a kiss on the cheek.

Sean went rummaging through his bag for something, and than pulled out a small ziplock bag filled with a greenish brown substance, he grinned at the crowd, "Let's get this party started!"

Emma smiled for the first time and came over to put her arm around Sean's waist, pretending to be interested, Alex was grinning now too, Hank looked around nervously and wanted to ask what that was but knew he shouldn't. Angel came over to Sean too, "Let me see that." She took the bag from Sean and gave it a quick sniff, than a long deep one, than she stuck her moistened finger in it and picked out a chunk, "That's some good reefer." She said to Sean impressed. Sean thanked her excitedly, "You know Sean, share some of that and I'll give you a free lap dance." She winked at Sean who was all ears and teeth.

Sean began rolling joints crazy fast and Emma was helping him lick the paper, showing off her very long and pink tongue. When Hank found himself staring at her, she waved it at him seductively, and he turned around embarrassedly. Raven was sitting on Hank's lap and kept squirming about, "Hey let's put on some music!"

Darwin obliged and hooked up his wireless ipod player, "Nothing like fancy electronics at an old fashioned summer camp!" He said with a laugh. Him and Alex started dancing around the room, slamming their hips together and shaking their butts at the girls (and Hank cause it made him squirm like a little girl). Raven jumped up and started dancing between them, taking Darwin's shoulder's and pulling him to grind up against her. Sean had finished rolling and stuck one of them in Angel's mouth, and lit it for her. She took a puff and passed it to Emma.

When it came back to Sean he offered it up to Moira who shook her head and looked at them disapprovingly. Sean laughed, "Come on Cadet MacTaggert, lighten up a bit." She bit her lip in consideration, and when everyone started chanting "MacTaggert, MacTaggert" she grabbed the joint angrily and took in a long drag, and came up coughing. Sean and Angel were laughing at her, and Emma grunted disapprovingly. Moira passed the joint to Alex. A few puffs later and she was out dancing with the rest of them. Even Hank had joined the dance party, ripping it up like crazy, and falling over his own two feet. Raven laughed at him and picked him up onto his feet.

Angel was giving Sean a lapdance and Emma was watching intently, bug eyed and wasted out of her mind, when Raven suddenly shouted, "Hey! Where's Alex and Darwin?"

Alex and Darwin had slipped outside for a spot of fresh air when no one was looking, or at least that was the story they were going to stick to. They started exploring around the grounds, grasping one another's hands and giggling like maniacs. They had been on the dance floor moments ago, grinding up against one another when Alex whispered into his ear, nibbling as he did, "I would like to fuck you so bad."

Darwin just grinned at him, sticking his tongue in Alex's own ear, "I was hoping you'd say that all night." So the two of them made their way outside inconspicuously. They had somehow made their way to the old abandoned showers, that quite possibly didn't work anymore, and sat at the bottom of the hill. And now Alex was pushing Darwin up against the shower wall, the very dirty and possibly fungus ridden shower wall, and digging his nails into the back of his neck and dragging his nails down his back lapping his tongue at his throat, nipples, and lower.

A sexed out Darwin collapsed onto the shower floor, completely stripped and sore as hell, "Man Alex, that was amazing."

Alex grunted as he slumped down next to him. He nuzzled his head into Darwin's neck, laughing, "Ha. Dude, I think its the drugs talking, but I might actually like you."

Darwin reached around Alex's waist to grab his hand into his own, "Ha, I don't think it's the drugs talking, you CLEARLY like me. I think you just showed me that."

Alex punched him in the balls with his free hand and Darwin groaned in pain, "Idiot. That's sex. I meant I like you as a person." he grumbled.

Darwin was choking in pain, "What the fuck man!" He coughed up a bit of blood.

Alex looked up at him feeling sorry. He didn't really know how to express "care" to people… He brought his lips up to Darwin's to lick the blood off his lips, "Sorry dude. Totally didn't mean that."

Darwin was trying to laugh through the pain, "I'd hope not. God damn man. I need those, for you you know."

Alex laughed nuzzling into him again. Darwin was just too damn forgiving. Alex jumped up, "Hey I'm gonna head back now, coming?"

Darwin grinned up at him, "Nah man, I think I'm actually gonna take a shower before heading up." Darwin slapped Alex on the ass as he tried to slip his pants up.

Alex glared at him, "Dude!" Than he broke into a grin again, "Do that again!" and Darwin slapped him in the ass again and Alex started waving it in his face. Darwin laughed and Alex pulled on his jacket, "See you in a bit." He ran back up to cabin 13, leaving Darwin slumped against the shower wall.

Darwin reached up behind him and turned the water faucet. The water took a few moments to spurt to life, and when it did it was ice cold. Darwin sat there and let the cold water wash over him. It was a dark night, and late out, the wind was howling like crazy outside, and it wasn't exactly peaceful, but Darwin was lost in his thoughts anyway. He felt good, he felt real good. He closed his eyes and let the water wash over his face.

No one heard the screams down at the shower house over the howls of the wind. The shower water ran red.

Shaw was a crazed man overtaken with the war. He once might have been a normal man, but he had seen things, and did things that had changed him, and had made him a cold blooded killer. He had killed 32 adolescents in cold blood before the cops had taken him down, and now he was out on the prowl again. His teeth were itching, and he had a kitchen knife in his belt loop that he'd stolen from a house up on the hill. He made his way down to the little abandoned camp in the silence of the night and slipped behind a small bathhouse, attracted by the noises in there. He peered into the steamed up and dirtied windows to see two teenage boys pawing at each other like animals. The sight angered Shaw, stirred something nasty in him as he stared on with nothing but disdain. He pulled out his knife and spit on it, rubbing it with a shirt till it gleamed. He sat watching, waiting.

Once one of the boys had left, the other had begun the shower head and let his guard down. That's when Shaw made his move and slipped into the darkness of the bathhouse. He threw himself on the boy, straddling his lap and tracing his jaw with his knife. The young black man stared up at him bug eyed, screaming, struggling against his weight. Shaw encouraged him to scream on as he held him up against the wall with one arm and hacked off his balls with his knife using the other. The young boy screamed a blood curling scream that was a lovely symphony to Shaw's ears. He grinned down at the boy squirming under his weight, "Now which one of these hands was the one you used to jerk off that filthy boy?" Darwin stared wide eyed, his throat raw from screaming in pain, dizzying pain, he felt as if he'd faint. He prayed for death. Shaw just laughed, "I'm just messing with you kid. I know you used them both." With two more swipes of the knife Shaw hacked off each of the boy's hands, and he fainted before him. Maniacal laughing filled the night air.

Alex somehow made it back up to the cabin in the dark, he wasn't really sure how since Darwin was the one that had lead them there and Alex couldn't really function in this state. He swung the door open in an exaggerated effort and everyone turned to stare at him. A voice called "Hey Alex! Where you been?"

He staggered into the room and collapsed onto his bunk, head whirling. Hank was sitting next to him, Raven back in his lap again. She reached out a finger to poke him. He meant to say he was in the bathroom, but he couldn't really lie under this state, "I was out fucking Darwin." Raven looked at him in surprise, Hank blushed furiously and squirmed further away from him. Angel let out an approving "woop!" Moira was rolling around on the ground singing aloud to some pop song. Sean scrunched his nose, "Dude, no need to share!" He yelled. Emma just sighed and rolled her eyes, she demanded she needed another hit from Sean, who happily obliged. None of this seemed to register to Alex though, cause he was floating on a fucking cloud.

The door burst open again, and everyone froze, even Moira, at the sight of Erik holding up a dizzy looking Charles in the doorway, "Hello children! Ooo I see you're all here. Hey! Is that weed?" he looked over at Emma disapprovingly, who just rolled her eyes and did NOT bother to put out the joint. But Charles was grinning again, he was high on sex pheromones, "So, we're finally going to do those social activities now! Everyone get into a circle now! Raven! What are you doing on that boys lap?" Raven scooted off Hank's lap after being called out and all the teens gathered into a circle at Charles' urging, and Erik's ominous stares.

Charles grinned as he took a seat in the circle, Erik sat down next to him. Charles began to pass out index cards around the circle, "Alright everyone, now I'm going to pass these cards to everyone, each one has three questions and we're going to go around the circle everyone answering the three questions on the card. Than maybe we'll pass them to the left and do a second round." Charles grinned as the pile came full circle and the last card fell into Erik's hands. "Ok than, I'll go first! What was the name of your first pet? Who is your favorite person? What is your favorite pizza topping? Well that would be Muffin my pet rabbit, you remember that one right Raven? My favorite person… hmm… it'd have to be a toss up between Erik and Raven." Raven rolled her eyes, they both knew it wasn't even a toss up. Charles continued, "And my favorite pizza topping is mushrooms. Ok , now you go Alex."

Alex rolled his eyes as he looked down at the card, "What is your favorite color, if you could have any superpower what would it be, and who is your favorite author?" Alex stared at Charles as if to say, are you serious? And Charles waved him on, "Uh.. red I guess, and I guess I'd like to shoot lasers or something, and damn fuck if I know. I don't read. You should ask the dweeb over there that one." He gestured to Hank who blushed and cursed under his breath. Charles scolded Alex and encouraged Angel to go next. Erik mumbled something and excused himself.

A couple questions later and Erik was back, two handles of vodka in his hands, Charles frowned up at him, "This outta make things more interesting." Raven cheered her brother's boyfriend. Charles scolded him, but didn't make a move to stop him as he poured a shot for Emma who's turn it was. A couple round's later and a couple shots later and they were making up the questions for each other, and Charles was giggling uncontrollably with his head in Erik's lap, completely out of commission. Erik stroked his hair gently.

Raven was directing Hank, who's turn it was, "Ok, Hank, who was your first sexual experience with, do you prefer vodka or tequila, and would you blow me?" Hank stared at her stammering, "Come on Hankie! You have to answer the questions!"

Everyone started urging Hank on, even Erik, who quite frankly intimidated Hank, so Hank was in the process of answering, "Uh… well, it was this kid named John…" when Alex suddenly shouted out "Where's Darwin?"

Everyone looked around confused, they'd forgotten all about the suave young african american man who had hooked them up with the tunes and sure knew how to shake his ass, "Oh that's right, Alex fucked Darwin." Raven said in a giggle.

Charles shot up, "Alex did what?!"

Alex was in a panic now though, mumbling, cursing, and crying about showers, blow jobs, and punching balls. No one could quite make sense of him, and Charles tried putting a comforting hand on his shoulder, "Ok lets head down to the showers to look for him than, ok?" Charles looked up nervously at Erik who nodded in approval.

So everyone set off for the bathhouses, or at least everyone but Sean and Angel who waited till everyone was clear of the cabin before Angel jumped on Sean, knocking him back into the ground, "Ok I'm going to finish that lap dance now." she promised as she stripped off her dress.

Sean made a mock gesture of praying and said "Thank you sweet jesus" before he reached up to grope Angel's breasts, and Angel made quick work of his pants.

Alex was running carelessly down the hill towards the showers, and everyone was picking up their pace to try and catch up with him, "Alex wait up!" Raven whined after him.

Alex made it down to the showers before any of them, and they all froze when they heard a piercing scream, followed by uncontrollable sobbing. They ran the rest of the way at full pace to meet Alex as he dragged a body with a slit throat, two missing hands, and sans a pair of balls out of the bathhouse, screaming and crying. The body slumped in his hands and soaked blood into his shirt. He rubbed his face up against Darwin's lifeless one, and tried to kiss his lips, but there was no stirring. Charles grabbed Alex's shoulder, steadying him, and Erik pulled the lifeless corpse from his hands. Alex screamed at the loss. Erik laid the body down, and removed his jacket to cover it up. Alex stood over it, tears pouring from his eyes silently. Charles and Erik exchanged worried looks. Raven was hyperventilating. Hank started puking all over the pace. Emma looked away closing her eyes.

Erik gave Charles a worried look, "You know what this means. We have to keep all the kids safe Charles. Till we can figure out who did this." Charles nodded like his head might fall off. They all headed back up to the cabin, Charles and Erik supporting Alex.

When they pushed open the door Sean was quickly zipping up his pants and Angel was running her fingers through his hair, caressingly. He stammered "We were just…" but his voice fell when he saw the long faces on each of them, and tears staining Alex's face. They all stumbled into the room, collapsing about on the ground. Sean turned looking at each of them mumbling "What happened?"

Raven was sobbing into Hank's chest who looked like he was going to be sick. Alex collapsed on his bed smothering his face and Charles was holding his hand and patting his back soothingly. Emma hissed at Sean, "Darwin's dead. He was murdered." Sean and Angel's eyes went wide, and Angel began to blubber herself, pushing her own face into Hank's chest.

Erik cleared his throat to get all of their attention's, but no one was really looking but Charles, "Ok, we really have to stick together after this. So we're all going to stay here tonight till we can get this sorted out. Charles and I are going to head up to the welcome center to make a phone call to the police station back in town and gather some food for the night. The girls will go back to their cabin to gather their clothes and pillows and blankets and stuff, anything you might need. And stay together. No one go wondering off alone. Ok. Does everyone understand?" They all nodded in agreement. Erik pulled Sean and Hank aside, "Look you guys really need to watch after Alex, ok? He doesn't seem to be doing so well, so keep an eye on him. And don't let him leave your sight." Erik seemed more worried than he was letting on, "and be careful, ok?"

Sean and Hank exchanged worried looks before Hank finally said something, "Umm Erik, is there something you're not telling us, like a reason we should be worried? Cause I feel like there's something you're not telling us."

Erik bit his lip in contemplation. They were right, he should tell them, they deserved to know… "Ok… yea, Alex was in prison for awhile."

Sean and Hank bugged out, "Are you serious?! And we're supposed to be left with him? What if he murders us?!" Sean whispered frantically.

Erik scowled at him, "He's not going to kill you. He wasn't in prison for that, it was something to do with arson, or something… Does it look like he's in a state to kill anyone? Just watch your back. It probably wasn't him, but just in case…" Erik left them to look after Alex, despite Sean's protesting, and the girls left to head back to their cabin in search of their things.