[Yellow #4 - Marcus Walker. Concluded from A Day on the Water. ] He was back here again... and wished that he wasn't. Nothing had been touched since he was here with Anna the last time, and now he was back. Anna was the reason. Last time it was Anthony and the first time it was Devonte, but now it w...

Marcus didn't feel the gun. Didn't hear the crack it made either. He just held his grip on her throat and waited until she went limp, and the only thing keeping her up was his hand around her neck. He stared at her through it all, and watched the strength drain from her body. He watched her eyes rol...

"While I have the chance?" Marcus stared at the girl in front of him. Looked down at the gun she had pointed at his chest. And grabbed a hold of it. "Pull the trigger. Do it. Here." And he held it over his heart. "Right here. Or here." And he put it to his forehead. &qu...

She was moving. She was leaving. If she knew what was good for her, she would have turned around and run as far away as she possibly could. If she knew what was good for her, she would be gone the next time he looked over at where she was, and Marcus would be alone again to sit and stare at the wate...

Someone was there. Someone was bothering him and Anna, and interrupting his moment of rest. He just wanted to sit and stare at the water but no, someone had to come along and upset things. He didn't want anyone around to see Anna like that. He didn't want anyone to see him, either, but he definitely...

[Yellow #4 - Marcus Walker. Continued from Familiarity. ] He didn't have the time to check his map, his compass, or his surroundings. He just walked. Ever since he left the cabins and the bastard with the shotgun behind, he'd done nothing but walk with Anna cradled in his arms. He didn't know how lo...

...Anna? Come on, that's not funny. Get up. Get up. Get up! "Anna?" When she fell, so did Marcus. Not because he was hurt. There wasn't a scratch on him. But Anna... "Come on... Get up." She wouldn't move. She wouldn't do anything but stare up at him. Those eyes... There was no l...

[Yellow #4 - Marcus Walker. Continued from Reconstruction. ] She was getting worse. He didn't know how, and he didn't even think it was possible for a while, but she was getting worse. By the time they got out of that damn rain forest, she was spouting on about the Lost City of Gold again. For his p...

Insane little white girl as his charge, and a quest for El Dorado. Why did this seem so familiar? But seeing as how Anna was getting pretty far ahead of him already, Marcus wasn't about to waste time thinking about it and ran to catch up with her. He wouldn't mind finding some banging native chicks,...

"...Lost city of gold? Like, El Dorado? Does that mean I get to find a banging native chick in skimpy clothing?" That would be nice. Much nicer than anything else on this damn island. Maybe he could even be treated like a god. Yeah, that would be nice. Impossible, but nice. Marcus was abou...

[Yellow #4 - Marcus Walker. Continued from Somehow Precious. ] ...Bitch, you just call me Mugumba? That probably would have been the first thing out of Marcus' mouth if they were back home. Call her out on her insane little mutterings and insinuate she was being racist. But here on this island, none...

"Yeah, that's it." Marcus hated being back here. He hated knowing just what was underneath that pile of rocks. Who was underneath it. But he knew he would remember it, and he knew it was the best place for this. There wasn't much to say as he set Anthony down next to Devonte. He knew he sh...

Marcus nodded. First things first, Marcus pulled his backpack off of his shoulders, and dug out the spare clothes he'd been given. They weren't going to do him any good any time soon, but he could put them to much better use right now. Taking his place a bit closer to Anthony, he draped the shirts o...

He didn't know what to say. He didn't know what to do. So he just stood there, and watched Anna. He stood behind her and held back his voice and his own emotions as he watched her lean over the body and sob. There wasn't anything he could do, or say, that would make any of this better. Nothing would...

They didn't need to see that. They didn't need to find him. It took Marcus a moment to realize, but Anna was standing next to him. He didn't know how long she'd been there, or exactly how much she saw. But he couldn't let her just keep looking at him. He couldn't let her see that. So he stepped in f...