A fiction response to Lord of the Flies. I am writing this from the scene of Jack, who is the main antagonist of the story. The boys are stranded on an island and decide to elect a chief. The two people running for chief are Ralph, the main protagonist of the story. Ralph eventually wins the election.

Jack broke through the treeline, and found a beach, his choir group following behind him. They quickly found the source of the noise, a group of boys standing on a platform with one boy standing and holding a conch shell. Jack quickly made his way to the platform, where there appeared to be two boys telling the other's what to do. Jack and his followers quickly made their way there just in time to hear the two boys telling the young boys what to do. After a few minutes of debating, tall boy named Ralph decided we needed a chief.

"Shut up," said Ralph, "Seems to me we ought to have a chief to decide things."

All the little boys yelled for a vote while Jack silently waited, knowing that he would be able to win any vote. After all the boys settled down, the two possibilities were announced, Ralph and Jack. Fatty announced Jack's name and Jack looked around expecting everybody's hands to go up. Only his choir raised their hands enthusiastically.

"Now everbody who wants Ralph," yelled Fatty.

Everybody else raised their hands, while Jack sat their, appalled. He silently knew that one way or another, Ralph would not stay chief. As Fatty announced the winner, Jack silently sat there, plotting ways to get back at Ralph. He finally stood up and congratulated Ralph maintaning a facade that indicated happiness.He knew Ralph would not be chief for long.