Vittani's eyes flew open as the plane rocked violently. "Please just be turbulence Jesus, please." she thought to herself. The geologists all had wide eyes and one looked like he was about to be sick so she figured something wasn't right, or they were really big pussies. Still, even Marlo looked unsettled so she held on. The plane lurched again and suddenly fell into a nose dive.
"Stay calm!" she heard Marlo shouting. " Everyone grab a parachute and ONE bag of supplies. Leave everything else, then come to me." The geologists rushed to the cargo nets and started grabbing supplies and shoving them into bags. Vittani grabbed her own backpack and then ran to help Marlo with the emergency parachutes. After they both put their's on, they started the task of catching the terrified geologists and strapping parachutes onto them. Marlo yanked open the exit door and grabbed Amar and Tomas. He tossed them out and then jumped after them. Vittani hoisted her bag up under her parachute and looked back for Ryan. " Come on!" she shouted, but he made no movement. She shouted again and looked back down. Marlo and the others were lost in the cloud cover and she couldn't see far but she knew time was running out. She called for Ryan one last time, and jumped out.
She had always wondered what it was like to fly. As a child she used to dream of sprouting wings and taking off into the cyan sky, floating amoung the clouds. This was nothing like she had imagined. Althogh it wasn't even really flying, she figured it was as close as she'd ever get. The air rushed past her, adrenaline pumped through her. She shook her head and reliezed she hadn't pulled the release cord for her parachute. She yanked it and suddenly, was pulled back up into the air. Now that she wasn't free falling she looked around and took deep breaths. Ryan hadn't jumped. She looked down in the direction the plane had crashed to and caught her breath. Flames were flickering through the morning fog from the crash sight. Ryan was dead. It didn't take a genious to figure it out. Vittani sighed and continued floating down, until she landed a little rougher then she would have liked, in the lush canopy of the rainforest.
Far above Earth, a yautja ship circled. The coordinates were locked and the young hunters had entered the pods. The mothership contiued to circle as the three pods were launched out and sped through the admosphere. They crashed into the ground and lay there, smoking. At last, the youngbloods emerged and checked their weapons. Then they activated their wrist computers. One clicked to the others and pointed at his. There was no mistaking the heat signatures on the map. Humans.
Vittani untangled herself from the parachute and used the ropes to shimmy down the tree trunk. It took a while since the tree was at least 70 feet tall but she finally got to the bottom. She looked around the darkened forest. She suddenly rememebered that jaguars were around and were most active in the early hours of the morning. She carefully drew the machete she had grabbed from her supply pack and looked around. Marlo, Tom, and Amar were nowhere to be seen. She considered calling out to them but it could backfire and attract unwanted animal attention. If she didn't get some idea of their location however, she could walk off in the compleatly opposite direction from them. She cursed and for a moment regretted hanging back for Ryan. Finally she decided to walk in the direction the plane had crashed in. If she didn't find the others, at least she could get more supplies.
The young bloods saw the plane. They saw the fire, and the dead "oomans". Ba'alkin checked his wrist computer and clicked to the others. " There are three more oomans. A female about a quarter mile away, and three males less than that. The males are approaching the crash. We will claim trophies early, this hunt." The others clicked in agreement and activated their cameoflage. It was time to hunt.
Vittani was surprised how close she had landed to the crash. It hadn't taken her long to walk to the edges of the clearing. She looked around. Not a sign of Marlo or the others. She sighed and suddenly turned her head. Was that a person? she could have sworn she saw movement out of the corner of her eye. She carefully backed away to the center of the clearing. The fire was still blazing in the plane. " Well there go any chances of finding supplies." she said to no one in particular.
"Help! Vittani..." it was only a soft croak but she turned. Marlo stood, eyes glazed over, blood seeping through his shirt. He sunk to his knees. " Run..." he whispered. A bright blue beam flew from somewhere behind him. It blasted through Marlo, and grazed Vittani's stomach. She fell to the ground, her vision began to blur. The last thing she saw was a reptilian Bob Marley, reaching towards her. Then she fell unconsious.