A/N: This takes place just after the raft blows up. Please R&R with suggestions and comments. This is totally AU and came from the side of my imagination that's a bit crazy.

Disclaimer: I dont own Lost or any of it's characters. If I did, the show would be so much different and very boring. I only own the three girls in this chapter.

Previously on Lost

"Are we glad to see you," Michael said excitedly, more relieved.

"What's going on? What are you folks doing this far out here?" The man with a beard in the other boat asked.

"We were, we were -- the plane crashed. We were on the island for months, man." Michael said.

"Plane crash, huh? How about that" The bearded man said.

"Yeah" Michael said

"Only, the thing is, we're going to have to take your boy." He said

"What? What'd you say?" Michael asked as Sawyer and Jin walked to the edge of the boat, standing next to Michael.

"The boy, we're going to have to take him." He said as the other two on his boat stood up.

"I'm not giving you anybody." Michael said, putting his hands on Walt's shoulders.

"Well, alright then." He said,

Suddenly the floodlight was turned off. Sawyer looked surprised but quickly drew his gun and shot blindly. He missed and got shot himself by one of them. He fell off the boat, and heard a splash as Jin jumped in after him. Michael held onto Walt but one of them shoved him away.

"Dad! Dad!" Walt yelled from the other boat.

"No!" he yelled, being pushed into the water.

He watched as a woman threw an explosive onto the boat before taking off. Michael ducked before it blew up but he could feel the water surge and bits of shrapnel flew over his head.

"Help me" Walt yelled.

"Walt" Michael yelled, struggling to stay afloat.

Sawyer threw his head out of the water and tried to stay afloat while holding his wounded arm.

"Mike!" he screamed into the darkness.

He didn't hear any responses so he turned around in the water, seeing the remains of the raft. He swam towards a piece of shrapnel and hung onto it. He looked around for splashing but couldn't see anything.

"Jin? Michael?" he called, looking around.

He somehow hoisted himself up onto the pieces of wood and lay there for a second, panting and clutching his shoulder. He sighed and turned over carefully, so he wasn't lying on his sore arm.

He felt a shuffling noise from behind him and he winced, expecting something to hit him. He turned around slowly, drawing his gun. When he looked there was no one there, but a hand was holding on to the side. He grabbed the wrist that was attached to it and pulled.

The face of a teenaged girl with brown hair came up and her other hand held the side of the wood firmly, so he couldn't pull her up anymore

He looked surprised at first, then curious.

"What are you doing this far out" he asked softly.

She looked at him with her head turned slightly to the side. She frowned and started struggling again.

"Whoa, whoa, hold up." He said, and she stopped.

He felt his grip loosen slightly, as if she was being grabbed by something. He pulled up again, then grimaced and let go, to hold his shoulder.

The girl slipped under the water and Sawyer thought she had swam away, but seconds later she resurfaced, with two other girls who looked about the same age. One had blonde hair and the other had black hair.

"What are you girls doing in the water?" he asked.

They didn't answer, but swam closer to him. The blonde one beckoned for him to come closer and he did so, wondering what they were gonna do.

The one with brown hair smiled at him and touched the bullet wound. He winced and almost yanked her hand away. When she drew her hand back he looked at his shoulder and saw that it had healed completely, even without a scar.

He looked at the girls strangely, moving his arm around. Then they grinned evilly and grabbed his hand, pulling him in.

A/N: Please R&R and tell me what you think.