"AHHHHHHH!" Toon Link screamed as he fell from the plane.
He closed his eyes, knowing that his life would end as soon as he hit the ground.
I'm sorry for anything I ever did wrong! Toon Link prayed, knowing it was his last one he would ever pray again in his life.
12 years... 12 years is all I got to live... why must I die now? Have I really done something so horrible that God would choose to end my life now? Toon Link thought to himself.
Suddenly, he felt ice cold water flood over his body.
His back hit solid ground hard and knocked the breath out of him. He gasped for air, but only took in water. Dirty water, in fact.
He spit it out and instinctively started to swim upwards. He swam up and up and up and finally, he reached the top of the lake and filled his burning lungs with fresh air.
He breathed heavily and splashed around for a few moments before opening his eyes, making them sting from having opened his eyes under the water. He shut them but realized that he had to get out of this cold water before he got hypothermia.
He swam to the shore and struggled to climb out. The dirt that he had grabbed on to suddenly shifted underneath him and his arms gave-way.
He fell into the mud on the shoulder of the water and took in as much air as he could.
He was so tired, and laying in the warm sun felt so good...
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When Toon Link woke up, he was extremely cold, sore, and hungry. He started to sit up, but stopped when he felt pain surge through his body. He fell back to the ground and struggled to remember what happened to him.
He remembered falling asleep... he remembered swimming desperately to shore...he remembered hitting the bottom of the lake... he remembered falling out of the plane...
THE PLANE! Where was the plane?
Toon Link sat up and cringed from the pain in his back, but ignored it and darted his eyes around the night sky, searching for the plane.
There was no sign of it.
He scanned the area and saw lots of trees and various brush surrounding him, but it was no where familiar for sure.
He felt a lump in his throat and tears sting in his eyes. He shut them and shifted a bit despite the pain to look up into the star-adorned night sky.
He decided not to try to hold back crying anymore. The light tears turned into jagged cries as he cried harder and harder.
He was scared. He was alone. He had no food. He had no water except for the dirty lake. He was hurt. He had no way of contacting anyone. He had no idea where he was. He had no idea of figuring out where he was. He had no way out.
Second chapter complete!* Haha =) I hope you still like it!