All Beca Mitchell could think about was how dizzy and nauses she was.
She could feel soft fabric beneath her and realised that she was still sitting on the aeroplane that was taking her to Europe for Worlds. Racking her brain, she tried to remember the events of the past few hours.
"Come on Beca! Hurry up we're going to miss the plane!" Chloe, Beca's best friend shouted, pulling her bags through security. Beca hefted her bag onto her shoulder and wondered how awake Chloe could be at this time in the morning.
The airport, situated near Barden University, was gleaming white as the Barden Bellas and The Treblemakers jostled their way through the crowd looking for their flight.
"It's here!" Stacie hollered, having to shout to make herself heard.
Of course Beca was oblivious for the rest of the journey and all she had were vague memories of boarding the plane, sitting next to her boyfriend, Jesse and then a sharp pain in her lower shin.
Coming back to reality she looked down at her leg with blurry eyes, and the sudden movement caused flem to rise in her throat. Carefully and slowly she leaned over and caught a sight of a long bloody gash across her leg.
"Where am I?", she thought. Looking out of the window she saw a strech of dark, murky ocean, with no land in sight, turning her head she strained her neck to look out of the opposite window. There was a green forest with a scar of sand across the front of the forest and Beca realised how much trouble they were in.
"Wait, they? Us?" Beca suddenly became coginizant of the fact that Jesse was lying next to her, she placed her fingers across his neck, checking his pulse.
Thump, Thump, Thump,
She let out a sigh of relief and clambered into the aeroplane's aisle. The image infront of her was disterbing, but was comforted with the fact that none of the Bellas or Trebles seemed hurt as a first glance. Nevertheless she pushed that thought to the back of her head as the throbing pain in her leg told her that there would be other ingirys like that and there would likely be concusion.
The back of the plane was an gaping hole, leading out onto the the scar of sand circling the island. Beca was about to explore when she heard a small voice behind her,
"Beca, Beca is that you?"
"Chloe?"
"Yes"
"It's me, come on lets get you out of here"
But before Beca could help the dazed (but otherwise fine) Chloe, a pair of arms wrapped around her waist and Jesse hugged his girlfriend from behind. Beca and Jesse then suceeded in lifting Chloe out of her seat and lifting her onto the sand.
Getting to her feet, Chloe looked around and walked towards the forest, away from the plane with Jesse and Beca following behind her.
Turning around Chloe looked at Beca and said "What are we going to do?"
"I don't know girls," Jesse said, cutting off Beca, "but we need to go see if the others ok"
The two girls agreed on this and turned towards the plane.
As if in slow motion, a shock wave threw itself through the three helpless friends as a ball of fire erupted from the plane wreckage. As fast as they could they sprinted towards the plane and ran back through the hole. It was a now like a shark's mouth, threating to keep her in there forever.
Beca looked at the first seat and pulled the unconcious human being from it, she looked down and saw that she was carrying Emily. She had a bleeding head wound and Beca worried for her.
Once Emily was layed on the beach, Beca ran down to the wreck and pulled Donald out with the help of Jesse, he was really heavy and his foot stuck on bits of chair ot floor, making her job much harder. She could feel her hair singe and the second explosion went off probably from the reserve petrol tank, but it was enough to finally engulf th whole plane.
Beca screamed in rage and ran forward in an atemp to save the rest of her friends. Strong, masculine arms wrapped themselves aroung her waist, and broke down into sobs, crying for her friends,
the ones who couldn't escape the shark.
I may carry on with this if I get reviews.
-K