The Deserted
Rated T
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..Prologue..
Everyone looked around at their surroundings. The event happened so quickly, most of the survivors were still in shock. Everyone searched for their loved ones and not everyone made it through. Some people didn't find one another right away, and others were to injured to move.
Everything appeared to be in utter chaos around the, as they tried figuring out how to get through the initial shock.
"Somebody, please, help! My brother isn't breathing." Stefan yelled as he pulled his brother from the water. Trying to do CPR. Both Damon and Stefan were part of a group of people trying to dive for supplies. When Damon was injured.
"Bonnie, go do CPR, I have an injury over here." Jo yelled as she began wrapping a broken femur for a larger man who was in so much pain he passed out.
"Is my boyfriend going to be okay?" Katherine asked.
"Sweetie, as of right now he should be fine. As long as he doesn't lose too much blood or develop an infection he will be good. Just keep an eye on him."
"You hear that Mason, it's going to be okay baby. Wake up. Wake up. Please." Tyler came to Katherine's side and watched as his brother lay in pain. Caroline sat not too far behind them still shaken from the impact of the plane landing in the water, just hours before. Caroline refused to speak to anyone. Even Tyler.
..8..
"Bloody Hell, man. What is his condition. Why is he turning blue? Help him. Please someone!" Kol yelled.
Kai ran to the side of the man who was asphyxiating. They weren't sure what he was choking on but he performed CPR and to no avail the man wasn't able to catch a breath. Something was lodged in his esophagus and they couldn't get it out. They had no surgical or medical equipment and no one had found more than one first aid box so far.
"Does anyone have a long thin object?"
"Like what? What could we possibly have, on us. We just fucking crashed, Mate."
"He has something lodged in his throat, and I can't get it. I am sorry. I've tried everything, but he's gone."
"WHAT! You bloody bastard, you killed my brother! You pathetic excuse of a-"
"Kol, stop. Stop. He tried. He tried everything he could." Rebekah said. "Finn is gone. He's gone." And she grabbed and held her younger brother as he cried into her arms. Finn was the one who looked out for Kol, raised him, and kept him grounded. Kol had a terrible temper and fin was the only one who could keep him in line. Kol and Finn were very close. Finn was like a father figure to Kol. His oldest brother, and now he was gone. It was a wonder how long Kol would be able to go before he began acting out.
Nik, short for Nikklaus, the middle brother didn't even cry. He always bottled up his sadness and let it surface as anger when the time called for it. He stared at Kai with disdain and hate, knowing it wasn't Kai's fault, but he was the easiest to blame for the time being. Nik and Kol were two ill-tempered hot heads. But Elijah and Finn, were the balance, Elijah would have to try and be a voice of reason on his own with his two maniacal younger brothers. Nik sat with a divisive face, which couldn't have been anything short of trouble on its way. Kai had to hope not to find himself in the fury of the two younger brothers.
Kai then walked over to Freya who had a sprang ankle. He checked on the state of her mind and made sure she was okay.
"Hey, you still doing okay, sweetie?"
"I think so. I just… will I be able to walk?"
"You should take it easy for a few days. Okay, to keep from re-injuring it."
"Okay. Thank you." She said, totally unaware that Finn died. She just sat there praying the pain would disappear.
..8..
"Haley, help me gather these small bags of airplane food. We will have to put it all together and divide the rations accordingly. Any of you that can help us, that would be great. We have to all try and communize in order to have our best chances of survival." Elijah was already focused on making sure there was supplies for everyone. He hadn't found his siblings, so he was to assume they more or may not have survived.
"Sure, I will do whatever I can to help." Elena said trying to make the best of a difficult situation. She hadn't found any of her friends yet.
"Elijah, here, I got a bunch of bags of peanuts." Marcel said as he gathered some of what he found from the wreckage.
"Perfect." Haley said.
"You've gotta be careful for those with Peanut Allergies. I know my boyfriend Matt has a severe peanut allergy."
"Sure, okay, we will keep that in mind."
Another man with a strong presence and confident attitude shuffled to the small group with more supplies.
"I'm not sure how much it helps, but I have found several bottles of alcohol. And a bunch of cans of soda. I have yet to find water or water bottles. But this alcohol will be good for cauterizing injuries and killing bacteria. So we need to gather it all and keep it together, and make an important note it isn't for consumption."
He already seemed like the clearest voice of reason around, and that maybe he knew a few things about surviving. Elena, would naturally cling to him, because she was alone, and he looked like a safe bet. The brown eyed woman was afraid, at this point she thought she was alone.
"I-umm, I'm Alaric. I do a lot of camping and I let's just say, I have some survival skills." Alaric was a former, soldier, twelve years in the United States army. He was honorably discharged, a Sergeant first class, with a disability retirement for a back injury.
"I'm Elena. Elena Gilbert. Are you alone?"
"Uh, no I came with my wife, her little brother, and her co-worker. We just finished doing some volunteer work for the past ninety days and we were on way to have some Piña coladas on the beach finally."
"Oh wow. I was on my way to a wedding. My sister's wedding. A bunch of our close friends were on the plane. I have yet to find any of them."
Alaric, looked to the younger girl, "I'm sorry. I'm sure we'll stumble upon someone. We just have to say in survival mode, okay? Don't give up hope."
She looked on trying to hold on to the remaining bit of hope, which was disappearing along with the sun. The first sunset was approaching since the crash. Things were feeling hopeless.
..8..
Bonnie Bennett was performing CPR on a man who looked to have been submerged in the water, but pulled out before drowning. His head, knocked him unconscious and he was battling to fight for consciousness. She tilted his head slightly back as she gently breathed into his mouth, and pushed heavily on his chest. His situation was touchy because she had to get him breathing again, and remember at the same time he had a head injury, she didn't want to risk a concussion.
"Shouldn't you be hitting him harder, and breathing into him with more aggression? He's a lot bigger than you. Come on, try fucking harder!" Stefan never lost his cool. Then again, he'd never lost his brother either.
She remained calm and kept at it. She was one who stayed very cool under pressure. Just as Stefan was getting impatient, Damon choked up his water and fluttered his eyes slightly. She gently rubbed his face and told him to rest.
"Don't open your eyes. You have dirt and debri around them. I'll clean them up."
Bonnie gently wiped around his eyes and pulled out small pieces of debri which must've contributed to his current condition. After about ten minutes she saw tears flow from his closed eyes. The man grabbed her wrist, and held her small, warm hand to his face. His eyes remained closed. He swallowed and then kissed her palm. She knew he was saying thank you.
"You should rest. Take ten deep breathes and count in your head." She said to Damon, then she looked to Stefan. "He will be asleep before he finishes taking those breaths. Keep an eye on him."
"Uh, thanks. Hey, I am sorry for yelling at you? You were just trying to do your job. I just got frustrated. He's all I have."
"Yeah, no worries. I get it. Did you guys come alone?"
"No actually, we came with a wedding party. I'm not sure who survived. I'll try to look for some of them when my brother goes to sleep."
"Okay, well if you need any help, just holler. We can all use a little help sometime. I should go. I need to search for my friends too." She gently pulled away from Damon and kissed his forehead.
"Miss Thanks again." Stefan said "For saving my brother's life. We owe you. By the way, I'm Stefan."
"I'm Bonnie."
She sent him one more doubtful smile, then as she walked away while her eyes welded with tears. She saw no sign of Kai, or Alaric. As far as she knew, only she and Jo survived the crash. The two women felt vulnerable to what looked like an outnumbered group of survivors of mostly males. She didn't cry though. She walked over to Jo, and they hugged each other in desperation.
"It'll be okay, doll. We'll find them. I'm sure Ric and Kai are okay."
"Look at these people. More than half are either injured or dead."
"Yeah, some are just suffering trauma. The blonde over there won't speak a word to anyone." Jo said of Caroline.
"I just saved a man who was diving for food and supplies, and bumped his head on some coral. His eyes were clouded with debris. He could've gone blind." Joe looked to Bonnie and brushed her hair behind her ear, then smiled doubtfully.
"How did a vacation turn to this?"
"I don't know, but now is a great time to use all of those good skills Alaric taught us on all of those camping trips." Bonnie said. The sun was setting and it was time to start a campfire. "We need to start a fire, Jo. Let's go gather supplies. Both women got up and walked to the area of where the woods started and gather loose wood. Bonnie got back to the beach before Jo.
"Hey sweetie. What's a little thing like you know about starting a fire, you need some help from a big strong man?" The sarcastic man asked while she ignored him. He got angry and yelled... "Hey, I'm talking to you." He said yanking her arm which was a mistake. She delivered a punch to his nose, breaking it.
"What the fuck?" He said holding his nose. Jo ran to her and asked.
"What happened? You okay?"
"Yea, I guess Alaric teaching me how to hit, paid off." The guy took off, but Bonnie knew it wouldn't be the last of him.
"Bonnie, whatever you do, stay close to me okay. We don't know these people. Stay as close as you can. Because we are about to be playing the biggest game of survivor we could ever imagine. These sharks are looking at us like we are bait." Jo said as her eyes widen when she sees a group of men a out fifty feet away. They looked at Bonnie and Jo like they were food.
"Yeah, it's only been about ten hours, people are already acting crazy."
"The best thing to do, is help people, maybe find some allies in the meantime. We will continue searching for Kai and Ric tomorrow. We need to set up camp and get some of these injured people taken care of for the night."
"Okay." Bonnie and Jo basically became camp first aid. They pulled people in closer and started a fire. Everyone looked around at one another skeptically. Especially Bonnie. It was hard to know who to trust, but easy to realize everyone couldn't be trusted. She kept her eyes peeled all night as she and Jo slept in shifts.
When she got up to go to the bathroom, she woke Jo up. "Jo, I have to pee. Can you walk with me?"
"Yea. Come on I have to go too." They stopped just a few feet away from one another. Bonnie heard footsteps. She hurried up to finish, and listened again.
"Jo, is that you?"
"Is what me? I'm right over here." Jo's voice came from a different direction of What Bonnie heard. Bonnie remained quiet and pulled her shorts up. When she heard Jo speak again. "Bonnie?" Jo called. "Say something."
Just as she was about to speak, she was jilted off of her legs when a hand was wrapped around her mouth and the other around her waist and drug her into the dark group of trees. She tried screaming but his grip was too tight. Bonnie was gone in seconds.
People will start dying. This story will be suspenseful, and there will be some aggressively violent behavior, sexually explicit behavior, primitive behaviors, and hopefully some of you will want to read it. Not for the faint of heart. There will be a content warning on future chapters. Thanks for Reading!