Beyond
the Sea
Author's note: This is a story based around the TV show Lost, but it should be understandable if you don't watch the show. So please read, and be patient, and try to enjoy the ride.
Prologue
Lucas Scott stared out at the window at the clouds, having nothing else to stare at. He wished he had a book to distract himself, instead of just the weak drink in front of him and his thoughts, consuming him.
His gaze wandered around the cabin. A dark haired man, looking angry at the world. A beautiful red headed girl immersed in a magazine and the man beside her, pretending he wasn't looking.
A blonde girl with tortured eyes, looking desperate for escape. He stared at her a moment longer. Her hands were under her tray but he imagined them, wringing anxiously together. For a fleeting instant, he imagined putting his arms around her and soothing away her fears. Her companion, a man, smirked at her.
Across the aisle was a brown haired man with gentle eyes. A girl was with him, one who looked somehow resentful.
These people were all with somebody. Lucas looked at the tall, pretty man at the other side of the cabin. He was alone, just like him.
For an instant, the cabin shook. Lucas' eyes widened as a flight attendant stumbled awkwardly in the path for the intercom. He gripped his own arm rests, taking one last glance at the girl before staring ahead and letting himself be absorbed by his own fate.
