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Lost
The first thing Piper noticed was that she was freezing cold. And she had a terrible headache. She sat up groggily and peered about. All she could see was ice, snow and big rocky mountains. She suddenly remembered what happened when she saw the wreckage of the Condor. Then she remembered Aerrow.
Suddenly terrified for her friend, she cast about frantically for him. Piper got up unsteadily and walked around the Condor, searching for Aerrow. She didn't have to search long. She found him lying sprawled near the base of the ruined engine. He was unconscious, and barely breathing. He had a long gash above one eye, and Piper thought he might have some broken ribs as well.
There was no sign of the other Storm Hawks. Piper hoped they were okay, but she had to get Aerrow somewhere safe and warm before she could search for them. Easing Aerrow up until he was leaning against Piper's shoulder, she looked around for shelter. She spotted a cave in the side of the mountain. 'That's as good a place as any,' Piper thought to herself. Trying to ignore her pounding headache, Piper proceeded to hoist Aerrow up so that only his feet touched the ground. She knew it would probably make any broken ribs worse, but what choice did she have?
The climb up to the cave was longer and steeper than Piper had anticipated. By the time she reached the mouth of the cave, her muscles ached, and her head was pounding even harder than before. She had barely enough energy to make Aerrow as comfortable as possible on the stone floor of the cave before she had to lie down herself. She dropped off to sleep before she even realized how tired she was.
Little did she know, someone else already lived in the cave.
Yeah, short chapter I know, but Chapter three will be considerably longer. On my honor!
