Something was burning. Definately. The fragrancy of burnt flesh and oil. Probably some metal too. She opened her eyes only to be hurt by the piercing light of midday's sun. Then she heard the noises. Someone was shouting.
- Hey! Is anybody here! - the sharp male voice pounded in her head.
- Yes! I am! And now could you be so good and fucking stop screaming that loud?! I don't want my head to explode! - she replied and then added quietly – Geez... I feel like on a giant hangover...
Someone run up to her covering the sun with it's posture.
- Oh thank you! I thought this shiny brainkiller is going to fuck me up. - she growled with a bit of relief.
When she opened her eyes again she saw a blackhaired guy with the bluest eyes she'd ever seen and kind of a gentle face. Kind of... Because it was kinda hard to state under a massive amount of bruises and blood.
- I'm glad you're alive. Many has died and it's a miracle that at least a few people made it. - he breathed with relief and gave her a hand to help her stand up.
That was the moment when she felt like someone had stabbed her in the knee with some freakingly big knife. She almost fell down her knees but the guy helped her in the last moment.
- Hey easy... - he said gently – You have one hell of a nasty wound in there.
- Oh thanks! I wouldn't have noticed without you! - she replied with irony.
- You're welcomed. - the guy smiled – Oh by the way, I'm Charlie.
- Yeah... Name's Kishiro, but you can call me Kishi.
- Sure Kishi. That's a nice name.
The girl blushed a bit but didn't say a word anymore. He got her to some kind of a camp. There were people all around, all covered by blood and wounds. She could also smell the sea. Yes. That makes sense. They were on the beach.
Charlie took her to some provisional tent and put on dirty materace.
- Stay here and I'll look for some bandages. Unfortunately, we don't have a doctor here but we'll try to work something out.
- Sure... - she sighed.
The guy went out of the tent in hurry.
As he was searching the camp in search of some bandages or at least a clean material, he spotted a blackhaired boy with a middlesized backpack, heading into the jungle.
- Hiya! Kiddo! Where are we going, hmm?! - he called the boy.
The boy sighed and turned back to face Charlie. Now he could notice that the lad had goldenly yellow eyes and kinda dark facial expression. He was probably something like 2 years younger than Charlie.
- You know that we should stick together now, right? There are not many of us and a mindless trip to the forest is not a good idea. - adminished him the older one.
- What does it make if there is more of us? The less, the more food for each. - he replied blankly.
- Well what can you know kid? Besides, what do you have in that backpack?
- Just a survival kit. Water, a few bandages, some food and a knife. Also a bit of my personal stuff.
- Survival kit?! Kiddo! You know there are people who need it now?!
- I also need it...
- For your stupid whim?!
- It's not a stupid whim! - the boy was seemingly angry.
- So what the hell are you trying to prove kid?!
- I'm not a kid! My name is Kamisuke... And it's none of your buisness, ok?! Just leave me alone!
- So leave the backpack and you can go wherever you want...
Kamisuke threw the bag on the ground and went back to the camp, pissed. The other guy headed back to the tent and found Kishi sleeping. He smiled to himself and put the bandage found in that kid's backpack on her wounds carefully, not to wake her up.
The gentle breeze of wind coming from the sea mildly stroked his cheek. It was the only thing that was helping him loosen his temper right now. Kamisuke sat on the sand, admiring the smoothness of sea waves.
" Stupid geezer! He does not understand! Hadn't he seen that storm before we crashed?! " - he thought to himself.
Maybe he didn't. Not everyone sees beyond what is to be seen. - a voice in his head replied.
" I don't need your comment right now. You're just a creation of my damn schizophrenic mind! "
Of course! And a fullmoon is also a part of schizophremy!
" No... A split personality. "
Geez, kid! If you want to play a psychopatic child then fine! But I don't want to have anything in common with that, ok?
" Let's just change the topic. What do you think that was? I mean it's not normal for the sky to be red, right? "
Yup, rather not. That's why I think we should go and check it.
" Easy to say but they won't give us anything which would help us survive. That guy took our supplies... "
So we just have to get them back.
" You're kidding, right? There is no way I could do this with all those people around! They will notice me stealing that backpack! "
I'll give you a tip. You know, there is that miracle called night AND because we just crushed, almost all of people will be sleeping. We just have to slip through some night guard and take what's ours. Then run with all our might to the jungle. Easy.
" Yeah whatever. " - the boy sighed and kept staring at the sea, lost in his thoughts.
After a piece of deep sleep, Kishi woke up next to another sleepyhead. The blackhaired guy was sitting beside her with his head down. The girl noticed that someone has bandaged her wound. It wasn't deep neither big, but still hurted like hell. She tried to crawl out of the tent but when she made a move, she couldn't help screaming out of pain. Charlie awoken by the instant sound jumped up to his legs. He winked at her for a second and then gave her a charming smile.
- So you're awake. - he said.- Does it still hurt?
- Like hell... - she replied shortly.
- I'm sorry... I wish I could help more but till we won't finde a source of clear water, we're dumbed.
- Yeah. I realize. But you don't have to sit beside me all the time. You can take care of yourelf, you know?
- I know. But I'm fine. And I can't leave such a pretty lady here alone. I wouldn't be gentleman if I did. - he smirked.
Kishi couldn't help blushing at that moment. Although she met many men in her entire life, this one seems different. Almost hypnotizing.
- Better sleep now. This helps regeneration. I'll wake you up when we'll find a water. We've already sent a few healthy men to search.
- Yeah... I'd give anything for a bath right now.
She lied back down on the uncomfortable materace and closed her eyes, waiting for a miracle.
Covered by the shadow of the night, Kamisuke slipped into the small tent, looking for his lost backpack. His heart stopped for a moment when he noticed that guy from the morning. He breathed with relief when he realized the guy was asleep.
The boy looked around and found a sleeping woman next to the older blackhaired. She had short cut orange hair, now tangled. He didn't pay much attention to her, he just grabed a backpack lying on the floor near the enterence and turned back, running to the jungle.
Bravo Kami. You made it. I'm impressed.
" Save your breath. I still don't like you. "
Yeah yeah, whatever. Let's just find the center of the island and see what caused the storm.
Goldeneyed was breaking through the endless forest for something like 3 hours now. The landscape formed only by exotic trees and branches, sometimes some bugs or animals. Kamisuke sat on some larger group of stones, which were the only variety of the landscape.
" We're lost. This island can't be that big. And still no sign of anything unusual. " - he sighed.
You were the one who was leading. Don't blame me!
" Whatever. We'd die anyway, either here or on the beach. No big difference. "
And that's why I like you, boy. Always thinking positive.
Suddenly to his ears came a quiet sound. Like there was someone or something nearby. A noise was heading closer and closer to him. Kamisuke, not sure what he should do, took a knife out of his backpack and hid behind a stone. He focused all of his senses on the sound and when he locaeted the source, he kept his eyes keen on the spot.
In one moment, he saw a girl. Struggling through the bushes, she was thin and seemed around his age. Although she was naked, the blood was covering her body like a perfect fit clothing. Her hair were red, probably also covered by the sticky red substance.
Kami, a bit surprised, slowly leaned out of the stone. He didn't know whether he should come to her silent or ask her what happened. Finally he decided to do the second.
- Hello? - he asked quietly. - Are you alright?
The girl was seemingly surprised by his sudden appereance. Scared, she jumped right behind the nearest tree, possibly hopeful, that he doesn't see her.
Nervous boy threw away the knife and started walking towards her, slowly.
- You don't have to be scared. - he was repeating gently. - I won't hurt you.
The girl was shivering but it seemed that as he kept talking, she was getting more relaxed. As he was right next to her, he could notice bloody red eyes matching the rest of her body right now. He gave her a hand with a polite smile.
- See? I'm not that scary.
She nodded at him with eyes still filled with fright.
- Can you talk? - the boy asked.
The bloody posture nodded again.
- I'm Kamisuke. And what's your name? - he added.
She looked down for a bit and murmured so quiet that he almost couldn't hear her.
- Shi... Shira... Shirayuki...
- Shirayuki? That's a beautiful name... - he smiled. - So Shirayuki... What were you doing there? You're also from the plane crash?
The girl shook her head.
- So where are you from? You're living on this island? Are there any more people like you here?
She didn't reply, just kept staring at the floor.
- Anyway, I was just heading towards the direction you came from. You see, before our plane crashed I saw a storm which centred on the heart of this island. I'm curious so I want to find out what happened, are you coming with me?
- NO! YOU CAN'T GO THERE! - she screamed horrified.
- What? Why not? Is there something dangerous in there?
Shirayuki nodded with more confidence than usual. He couldn't just ignore her after her reaction. She was scared, hungry and probably injured seeing all that blood at her body. Kamisuke sighed.
- Fine, I won't go there, but you'll go with me anyway. I can't leave you like that. We have a camp on the beach, it's something like three hours from here. There I will give you some food and probably some clothes. Is it okay for you?
- Y... Yes.
- Don't be so scared of me. - he smiled again. - I'm not killing poor little girls wandering around jungles. It may not seem so, but I'm a nice guy.
- S... Sure...
Kami took her hand gently and they headed towards the camp.
