Me: Hiyas!! Yes, I'm back, ROAR!!! FEAR ME!! Nooooo, then you wouldn't read my story… T_T
Theresas: She got into LOTF!!!!
Stripy: And for the people who don't understand idiots, that is the movie/book "Lord of the Flies"
Me: Yes, and this is what happened. I came up with a story….oh great….
Theresas: RUN FOR THE HILLS!!!!!!!! WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!!!!!
Stripy: Shut up stupid creatures.
Me: *COUGH*
Theresas: Huh??!! Oh, right… DISCLAIMER: Akina-chan DOES NOT own Lord of the Flies, or any of its characters. She does, however, own Akina, Luke, Cy, Stripy, US, Tealeaf, Airhead, Brooke, Maiko, Khridu, Dyson, Sugi, Claude, Takeo, Tommy, and all these other people we don't remember the names to…..
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CHAPTER ONE
Pack Your Bags; We're Going for a Plane Ride!
"I'm so excited to be on this expedition, aren't you guys!??" Ralph heard a voice exclaim from the seat before him. An African-American boy was thrusting his arms all around, talking happily about the field trip they were on. Ralph knew the boy from somewhere; he recognized the voice from somewhere….maybe the boy was in his grade?
Ralph was still uneasy about being on planes, but after a great struggle with his parents, he finally gave in and went on this trip. He didn't know any of these kids, but they were all annoying, especially that African-American. What was he even talking about? Ralph didn't know; he wasn't paying too much attention.
"Shut up already, fag!" He heard someone bawl from the front of the cart. Ralph blinked; he recognized that voice from somewhere, it felt too familiar…but where had he heard it form?
"You shut up, fool!" The African-American hollered back. Ralph rolled his eyes. What was with these people? They were shouting like idiots, back and forth, back and forth.
"Can you please stop shouting?" The girl across from the African-American asked. The boy snapped his head towards her furiously.
"Shut up," He quickly replied. The girl gave him a look then continued to draw. The African-American boy stuck out his tongue and then continued yelling at the boy who had spoken to him before.
Ralph looked around. There were alot of people on this plane, he didn't think he recognize any of them. Two people, however, had caught his eyes,
"Sam 'n' Eric!" He said brightly. The twins turned to the voice from two seats behind him in the other column.
"Hey…"
"It's Ralph!" Both boys smiled innocently at him, giving Ralph a happy feeling of completeness, "What are you doing here?" Eric asked. Ralph shrugged.
"My parents forced me to come here…what about the two of you?" Sam 'n' Eric had pretty much been the only other people who stayed with him when everyone went savage and crazy. They had been captured though and they ended up having to join….Jack….and his crazed group of kids. Though, they were still somewhat on his side; they had told Jack that they'd seen him when he was running away. The three boys had pretty much lost connection after they'd been rescued, holding maybe a few conversations. But last year they'd lost all connection.
Two years ago Ralph and some other children ended up on an island; they're plane had crashed. They were no adults around and the boys, in the beginning, had tried to form a democracy, but Jack, a violent kid who wanted to hunt, chose to do it the other way. Chaos then spurted and war broke out on the island. Ralph was the only survivor who hadn't gone savage. He would have died if that man hadn't come and saved them. Ralph could still feel how scared he'd been. He could still hear their screams "Kill the pig, slit her throat, bash her in!" Ralph suddenly felt like crying. Piggy… Piggy had been his best friend on that island, maybe he would have ended up being his best friend for life…but he was dead now…Roger, a boy who Jack trusted with everything, had thrown a boulder on him. Though, honestly, Ralph thought it might have been aimed for him. So……..Piggy died because of him….and what did Simon die for…?
"We're here because we were forced to…" Eric started.
"Our parents needed us out of the house, so this is what happened," Sam cut in.
"Yeah," Eric agreed
"Yeah," Sam repeated. Ralph blinked. He'd been snapped out of his thoughts. What were they…..oh…..he'd asked them a question.
"Oh," He finally said.
"Are you alright, Ralph?" Sam asked.
"You seem kind of distracted…"
"Oh…yeah, sorry……I was thinking…." Ralph confessed staring up at the ceiling. Both of the twins looked at each other before Sam spoke up.
"About Piggy?"
Ralph cringed slightly. He didn't want to remember that. Piggy…… Ralph looked away into the white and blue abyss of sky. Both boys knew right away that's what was on the boy's mind. They looked at each other sadly.
"Don't be sad, Ralph," Eric finally said. Sam nodded.
"Piggy wouldn't want you to be sad, he liked you alot!" He informed. Ralph finally turned to them, almost shocked. Gradually a small smile spread across his face.
"I suppose…" He agreed, but he wasn't entirely there, and his voice trailed off.
"Back off, no one wants to see your ugly face!"
"Well, I know for sure no one wants to see yours!"
"Where'd you get that from? At least my face is better to look at, your face makes me wanna puke, blegh!"
The voices that had been arguing become much louder. The twins looked at Ralph, "It's Jack," They finally said. Ralph snapped his head towards them, "What?" They nodded towards the front of the plane where the other screaming was coming from, "Jack?" Ralph questioned following their gaze, the boys nodded again.
"He's up there."
"He's the one screaming."
"At that African-American boy, of course," Ralph was surprised. Jack? Here? That was strange; Ralph didn't think that he would decide to come on something like this. Then again…Jack was fearless and probably hadn't been affected by being on the island as much as Ralph had been. He could remember everything perfectly, all the words, feelings, sounds, bruises that ended up tearing his skin. Ralph suddenly sank really low in the chair.
"Ralph?" Both twins asked in unison seeing one of their old friend suddenly crumble. Ralph's eyes shot open.
"I-I'm alright…" He straightened up and turned his gaze to the window. That was the way most of the plane ride went after that. Ralph knew that Jack and that other kid were still arguing, but he couldn't hear it anymore, his thoughts had drowned the bickering out. He couldn't hear the planes engines, or the twins making funny noises with their mouths.
"—cuse me…"
"—se me, sir…."
"—Sir?—"
Ralph jolted up from his position. Someone was calling him…? Ralph turned his head to see a young boy around the age of 11 looking at him. He had light blonde hair and the casual blue eyes. His hair was short, his big eyes visible. The young boy seemed to be the one talking to him as he held onto the arms of the seat to prevent himself from falling, "Excuse me, sir? I don't mean to bother you, but can I sit there?" Ralph understood the youngling was talking about the empty seat next to him.
"Oh," Ralph suddenly said and moved over a little, "I'm sorry, sure," Ralph wasn't sure if he'd seen the boy give off a small smile or if was just his imagination. The boy wasted no time and sat down in the seat he'd been offered. Ralph glanced at him a few times, "So, um, how long had I left you waiting?" He could hear the twins giggling in the background. The boy continued to twirl his fingers around the other.
"Not long," It was a quick response and it gave Ralph the feeling that this boy really didn't want to talk so Ralph stopped it there.
Suddenly the red light that indicated for you to put your seatbelts on lit up. Ralph blinked, but did as he was told, "Everyone, please put your seatbelts on, we're about to hit a block in the road," The pilot was heard saying over the intercom. A block in the road? Was something wrong? What did that mean?
"He could have come up with something better…" He heard someone say, "We are no where near a road…" Ralph bit his lip. Something was wrong, he could feel it…and suddenly he felt like he was about to go through déjà vu. Ralph was about to say something till he heard the one noise he had never wanted to hear again.
BOOM!!!!!!
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Me: Yes…. ENDURE THE CRAPPYNESS! It's a pretty sucky ending, but I couldn't think of anything else… Well, I hope you enjoyed. Helpful criticism is loved if you think the story is bad. And I'm not a big curser so all you'll see are: Hell, crap, crappest, crapper, etc with "crap". Okay, rant over; anyone who gives happy reviews gets a cookie!!! XD
