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If only I knew what the problem with me was, I could sort myself out and help. Finally I managed to find that my arm was dislocated. With all my strength I managed to stand up and bash my arm on the wall, knocking it back into place.
I ran to the deck to see what the problem was. Then I saw a whole gang of sharks, from hammerheads to Tiger sharks, trying to smash through the smallish ship, like torpedoes trying to bust a sub.
At first I went unnoticed, but then Shorty saw me, "Crissy.J, help with the harpoon." he said, holding the rusted handles of an old harpoon.
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I had tried my hardest but nothing worked. The ship was sunk, Will was eaten and were stuck in the middle of some Amazonian jungle.
I sat on the beach, watching Indy trying to comfort Shorty in a hug, after a little while I burred my face in my knees and started to cry to myself. How was I going to get home now? What am I doing here? And why?
I sat there, crying, hoping no one would notice, when I felt someone's hand on my shoulder and an arm around me, and some smaller hands took hold of mine.
"It's ok kid." Indy whispered into my ear.
"Indy's right. We will be ok, you'll see." I looked up to Shorty, looking at me with a reassuring smile. I sat up and smiled back at the two.
"Your right. We can do this. From now on the three of us have to stick together."
Just at that moment the sand in front of us moved, and out popped the cutest little critters you have ever seen.
"What the heck is that?" Shorty was shocked.
"Sea Turtles." Me and Indy both replied. He grinned at me.
"Smart kid."
"Thanks." I smiled back.
"Oh, aren't they cute." I said as I picked one up to point it in the right way to the water, and watched it swim into the sunset. It was getting dark a little fast.
(Shorty's P.O.V)
I watched her point the little turtle into the water. She was so beautiful, she had slightly pail skin, long, wavy black hair which shone with a million stars, her eyes were as blue as the crystal like ocean in front of us. Her cloths were a little strange, her top was black and sleeveless, she ware rather long gloves without any fingers, and her trousers were covered in what looked like flames and were ripped, and her shoes were nothing like I had ever seen.
When she smiled at me I tried my very best to stop myself from blushing. I had seen Indy act like this around Will before, so that must mean that… I like her! But I can't. I hardly know her, and she's so beautiful and probably has more money than me, she would never love a street rat… Could she?
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Hours later we had built camp. It was the end of rainy season so we didn't need to worry about getting wet. Crys had made a campfire and set some blankets on the sand to rest on and had found plenty of food and drink, we drank the coconut milk and ate the rest of it, there were also bananas and an odd looking berry tree (Which was NOT poisonous.)
We had all been sleeping until we were woken by the sound of a plane. Indy told us to follow him. We followed the small, chopper like plane to some clearing in the jungle. The plane landed and people were putting caged animals into the plane. They were all babies, tiger cubs, lion cubs, baby sea turtles, everything that could possibly fit in the small aircraft.
"We have to rescue those animals." Crys said.
"Yea, we do. Ok, Shorty, you and Crys, go and distract them so I can get into the Pilate seat." ordered Indy.
We ran up to the men and started to throw coconuts, open cages and let the men do the running about. Eventually the men chased us into the jungle were I lost them. When I got back, Indy had hijacked the plane, but Crys seemed to be missing. We started to shout for her, and soon she came out of the trees, followed by flames that soon engulfed the surrounding trees. Something was safely tucked up in her arms, a small, underfed Mountain Lion cub.
We flew the animals to a safer part of the jungle and took of. But the Lion cub had no mother and wouldn't leave Crys' side, so we 9or rather Crys) would have to hand rear the poor, but ever so faithful cub.
Pretty soon we would be back in some African village to get some things and we'd be on our way to England.
Sorry if this chapter stinks, but I was on the verge of writer's block.