Jewel sat in a car, packed uncomfortabley close with the other 7 occupants, but she wasnt unhappy.

Reading peacfully, she wasnt disturbed by the soft singing and humming of her sister and ignored her fathers grumbling at the traffic and rested her head on her grandma's shoulder stuck between being soothed to sleep and being enthralled in her book.

After a while Jewel gave up on reading and simply rested her eyes. She simply let herself get lost in her thoughts. Her thoughts drifted towards feelings and her past depressions.

For a bit, she sat in melancholy, but then Jewel heard her sister humming, and felt her grandma's hand rubbing circles in her palm.

At that point, on the way to a family trip to Santa Cruz, Jewel felt at peace and in a way, innocently hap-...!

In another car, another group of people were jammed together. Though this bunch were louder and more rambuncious, they werent any less peaceful or happy. On the way of a Pokemon Go! adventure,each of the six occupants marveled at how lucky they were to play games for a career.

A middle aged man who currently had bright orange hair was at the wheel and he chatted idly with the man in glasses who sat next to him. Joking and jabbing at each other, noone felt anything was out of place.

And thus, the woman man who was squeezed into the middle seat decided it'd be a good time to film the a live video and interact with the fans of their more than famous channel. Noone had used the feature much, but it was rapidly gaining popularity. A way to interact with fans in real time.

Just as the man set up the stream on his phone, The man in glasses snatched the phone and held it showing a display of the 4 people jammed into the backseat. "Joven! Gimme my phone!"

Joven gave a vaguely evil giggle before teasing "No Wes, this is mine now. ALL MINE"
Wes gave a sigh as everyone became aware of the live stream and began explaining what they were doing on their trip to Santa Cruz on a quest to catch them all.

The other man in glasses turned his hat backwards and gave the phone an adventurous look, making the woman next to him snort in laughter.

At that moment, Joven had turned the phone camera to front angle, giving a good angle of the road and the beautiful coast view they were moving towards.

Still streaming, all the viewers were all witness to someone running a redlight, right into a collision with the famous group of friends. But the Orange haired man was quickly thinking and swerved to avoid the incoming car.

What he didnt realize was that the tightly packed van with Jewel was right next to him. As he swerved the orange man's car caused the van to spin out of control.

Straight into the rushing red-light runner.

The impact was instantaneous and the car flew.

All the cars in the section stepped on their brakes instinctively, causing a few rearenders, but none quite as serious as the car now slowing to a stop in the middle of the intersection.

Jewel had no chance to prepare, but her grandmother did. Quickly she shoved the teen into her arms and cradled her neck reaching over to do the same with the younger girl on her left, but hadnt got the chance.

Glass flew and heads collided. Most died instantly on impact, painlessly. But Jewel was still alive, and as her face smashed againt the flying glass, her glasses shattered and many glass shards pierced her eyes and face.

Her high pitched scream finally quieted, as Jewel began to hyperventilate and couldnt breathe enough to scream anymore.

For a moment everything was quiet as a highpitched scream echoed through the silent intersection. Until the orange haired man was startled into action.

His neck hurt like a sonovabitch. But he noticed the phone was still rolling. Flashing comments of concern were making him feel nausious. And he slammed the phone onto the dash. "Hey- David. What the fuck!?"

"Lasercorn?!" Echoes of his name were yelled in concern as he staggered out of the car and to the mess of rubble in the middle of the road. The red light runner was out of his car and sitting on the ground, moaning about his aching back, but noone had exited the van. And it was beginning to smoke.

Everything was spinning and it was hard to stay on his feet, but he finally made it to the side of the car. Windows were shattered and he could hear someone crying and breathing shallowly.

He reached through the broken window, cutting his arm in the process, and opened the door.

There was so much blood.

There sat a young girl. No older than 16 covered in blood and trying to scream. She had bits of glass from her glasses sticking out of her eyes and cuts all over. A bloody arm was protecting her neck, but it lay still. She heard someone there, but couldnt see anyone. And so she began to struggle awkwardly in a panic.

David had no idea what to do, but acting quickly, his body didnt need his mind. He reached and cut the seatbelt with a shard of glass, grabbing the girl by the armpits, causing her to gasp and struggle until he spoke
"Hey. Hey stop, im trying to help movings or goddammit- youll be hurt worse."

She tried to still her body, but she shivered and shook in fear. After struggling for a moment, David was able to haul out Jewel by the armpits, dragging her about 10 feet away from the car which was now smoking worse. People had begun to gather and he saw his friends near. One was on the phone, probably speaking with 911. And the others looked to be walking towards him.

All of the sudden, the world spun again, and Lasercorn found him self unable to stay on his feet. He dropped right next to the girl he had rescued, with a pant of "THERES MORE" before being knocked out. He had no idea that the girl was still concious and aware, even if panicking immensely.

Jewel was panicking immensely. She could hear shouts and the sound of a gas blowing. She couldnt hear her family though and in a haze, she began to wheeze and awkwardly squeal their names.

Pants and shouts of "grandma!""Mira, Dad!?" "Rita? PLEASE" were all she could get out before she heard a scream of "GET AWAY" and a deafening boom. Jewel felt her stomach drop as she began to shout herself hoarse, desperately. Needing some confirmation her family was okay. Many bystanders were useless, filming the girls pain, but the woman in the car with David strode toward them.

With a shout of "Mari! Wait up!" A shorter bearded man followed after her, still on the line with 911.

Before they could reach them though, the girl felt herself grow weaker before finally blacking out, becoming silent and causing the two to rush toward her more desperately.

With a parting command of "Matt, check up on Corn, ill get the girl." Mari went toward the silent girl on the ground. With a quick glance at the now charred van and its remains, she turned her attention back toward the girl. Mari positioned Jewel correctly and tried to pick out smaller bits of glass, while keeping an eye on her breathing.

Matt mimicked her with the addition of trying to stay calm with the opperator.
Soon an ambulence arrived and took the 2 deeply injured. Next taken was the man complaining of back injuries.

And finally they were able to get to the van's remains and clear the intersection. All those in the car,the 6 were announced dead upon arrival. 2 were fatally injured and many more with minor injuries.

The fans who had been shut down in the live stream were panicking. The news wasnt broadcasting who was in peril or deceased and they feared for their beloved role-models.

A few hours later, after being contacted, Ian Hecox and Anthony Padilla broadcasted a stream in which they confirmed the safety of all members and that only Lasercorn needed any serious medical attention, once assuring their fans not to freak out.
both men left to the hospital in Santa Cruz to check on their friend and coworker, where all their other coworkers were waiting for the man.

But as the young teen went into intensive surgery for her eyes, and internal bleeding, there was noone left to worry about her.

No one could even identify the young girl labled simply as "Jane"