Your OC is stuck on an island with the above OC.

Caitlin had no idea how she had found herself stuck on an island, with a boy she barely knew. But that really wasn't something she was willing to dwell on, it was more important that they find a way to get off the secluded, sandy shore, than ponder about the why or how. It probably also wouldn't help for her to start laying into the jackass of a guy she had found herself saddled with, but god was she tempted. As they trudged through the jungle, hoping to find some sort of place to set up camp for the slowly approaching night, Caitlin looked back over her shoulder, to see Ethan digging his heels in and taking his sweet time, all while grumbling under his breath.

"Look, just stop dragging your feet! We gotta find some sort of shelter, otherwise we're never going to make it through the night!"

As her scolding was met with silence, she rolled her eyes and let out an exasperated grumble. Ethan really was the kind of guy she hated; she didn't necessarily hate his type the most, but it was certainly up there. Rude? Check. Arrogant? Check. More attractive than he had any right to be? Unfortunately, check. He was very handsome, that much was certain to the texan biker, but she wasn't about to let a pretty face distract her from all of the other flaws he had. Not to mention... he had insulted her countless times already, so she wasn't about to forgive that in a hurry.

God... I miss my bike...

From the moment that Caitlin found him laying unconscious on the shore and woke him up, he had been quite grumpy. His lips were curled in a frown as he followed the girl around. It was a terrible situation for him, he had to not only been woken up from his sleep but he had to walk around in circles.
Caitlin wanted to find a place to spend the night but he was quite in disagreement with that, they could just make a fire and rest under the stars, with his strenght he doubted that some... weird animals would beat him. But for the sake of not starting a fight he stayed quiet.
He could see that the redhaired girl was getting kind of annoyed when he only replied to her questions with low grumbles. Sighing he stopped as she seemed to have found a cave, that island was so little and he couldn't help but question to himself how lucky was Caitlin. Immediately he sat down crossing his legs as he watched her pacing around, maybe thinking about something, it was then that his caring and soft side came out. 

"Just rest and wait, tomorrow we'll think about something" he mumbled out as he raised an eyebrow locking his gaze on the girl in front of him. "By the way, I'm Vidock Orlov, nice to meet you Caitlin" 

Closing his eyes he patted the spot next to him and the girl took that as an invite to sit down next to him, he nervously put an arm around her shoulder and gently moved her to sit on his lap, god she was so little compared to him. "Don't take this in the wrong way, the nights out in the sea are quite cold. I'm just using you to keep myself warm and you should do the same" he said keeping the girl from struggling, she had a really interesting attitude. Well, it was weird that he didn't get mad with her until this moment, people usually made him boil from anger. But her personality was going accordingly to his, so, he felt himself gettin a little protective even if he wouldn't admit that so easily.
After some awkard moments of silence, he heard the girl snoring quietly, finally taking a deep breath he closed his own eyes falling in a deep sleep.

"Oh my God," Ethan drawled while dragging a hand down his face. Had had saved all his month for months to finally get a ticket on a luxury cruise. Take it, everyone told him. You're bad luck won't ruin it! You deserve happiness! And now look where he was, stranded on a damn island! It was for a dumb reason too, Ethan was trying to take a picture on the boat and dropped his phone, and fell off the ship trying to catch it.
"Thanks, uh... Thanks for trying to save me," he mumbled to the man that brought him to shore. Guy was terrifying with all those scars, and his angry glare wasn't helping. Ethan shivered, avoiding eye contact. Great, his phone was soaked and he was stranded. Well, his bad luck was awful, but it never killed anyone... right?
"Why, uh... Why don't I find some bananas on a tree, or something?" he laughed nervously as the man that continued to glare at him, slowly running away into the island's jungle

Terry slowly opened his eyes, his senses hit by the hot, salty air and the cries of seagulls flying above him. What...?
Oh, that's right. School trip. He slowly sat up and looked around, his fingers digging into sand-covered hair. Well, this certainly wasn't the hotel resort. What happened? He couldn't remember a thing.
Looking around, Terry found a young man some ways away. Was that a bandage over his eye...?
"Hey!" he called out and moved towards him. "Are you okay?" The boy - much older than he thought - said that he was okay, and that they were both stranded on this island. He introduced himself as Uyu. Terry didn't recognize him, so he couldn't have been a student at the school, could he? As much as he wanted to just sleep and wait for someone to find them later, his teacher instincts were kicking in. Even if Uyu wasn't a student, he was still a young kid.
"Ah... well, let's walk around," Terry said. "Maybe there are others. We can at the very least find something to shelter us."

Zak groaned and sat up. A sharp pain stabbed through him. pain? he hadn't felt that in a while. What had happened? a cool breeze ruffled his fur. An island? ah, that is just great. He enjoyed listening to the waves and the gulls. The massive undead beast began to lurch across the island. no trees, no wildlife nothing. wait a second. he heard a voice and followed it. a man in a rather fine suit was cursing to the high heavens. Sheesh, be quiet. Zak lumbered over and clamped his clawed hand over the man's face.

"QUIET!" he growled before pushing the man over.

"Sorry..." he mumbled.

yes, this was nice. hopefully, he could control his hunger for flesh.

Alcott plodded onto the beach, the water weighing down his pants and his legs sinking into the sand. He was covered in salt water, clothes drenched and clinging to his body. He wasn't sure what happened to get him into this situation, but the only thing he knew was that he was wet, tired, and angry.
Finally reaching land, the teacher practically collapsed. The sand was soft, even if it was getting stuck all over him. He rolled onto his back and panted, catching his breathe as the sun dried him off. After a short rest, he sat up and looked at the strange creature nearby.
"I don't suppose you have a phone?" he grunted in a half-joke. When the monster grunted something inaudible, Alcott shrugged it off and pulled out his pack of smo- They were all wet. "Shit," he muttered under his breathe.

Of course, the one time Babush had decided to take a small trip from his farm, fate had thought it funny to wash him.up on an island! Even though Babush was not one to get angry often, he was particularly pissed at that moment upon waking up on the beach of a small island, with the sun rising and salty sand in his mouth.

Babush spit whatever saltiness he could from his mouth, before getting up and looking around. Spotting someone who looked vaguely human, he trodded over. Only when he came a few metres away did he realize how tall and intimidating this individual was, and decided to immediately back off.

"Oi! You." Babush put his foot down on the wet sand, still grumpy. "Since we're stuck here together, we better make the best of it, eh? Just promise me that cannibalism is not an option and we can help each other out." Babush was sure hat with this guy's help, that they'd be able to survive long enough for help to come.

Crystal crossed his arms, whilst sitting on the sandy beach, cross with the whole fact that he's now stranded in the middle of nowhere with no means to get someone to rescue him, not much can be said to the conspicious feline who happened to be the unfortunate one to be in his presence.

He sticks his nose up in disgust as he wonders why fate chose this furball out of any others. None the matter, it surely isn't the technologically advanced monkey boy who could've summoned his gigantic ship within minutes of distress.

Naturally, being a deity meant that hunger and thirst are nothing more than a stress relief but he could surely do with a bit of tea and from what he heard that the cat possess extraordinary skills in agriculture...quite surprising when an animal could perform such tasks without thumbs.

"You can solve the main issues of not decaying from starvation and thirst yourself. I'll be sitting in the shade, making a chair to sit on until a seaworthy vessel sees us. You might want to start brewing my tea or we'll never see ourselves off this island." He hissed before retreating towards the shaded areas to get out of the harsh sun.

Crystal sees Thanatos sleeping in the shade.

"Hey! That's my ride off this island! Wake up! It's time to leave this island!"

Crystal tries to shake Thanatos to wake him up.

Thanatos's tail hits Crystal with enough force to catapult him onto the seashore.

Crystal runs back up to Thanatos, enraged.

"How dare you! I am the lord of darkness, a god! I will not stand for this!"

Thanatos hits crystal with his tail again, this time launching him into the water.