Family History

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Part Eight: Plane Crash

Matt stared out of the plane window while the manager sat next to him. The man was shifting and fiddling with his suit while waiting for the plane to move. "Sir, we have a problem," the pilot informed the man through the speakers.

"Excuse me Matt, I will be right back," the manager said smiling at the teenage as Matt nodded. Moving quickly, the manager made his way toward the compartment.

"What's wrong?" the manager demanded as soon as he was standing next to the pilot.

"We don't have permission to take off," the pilot informed him.

"Why the hell not?" the manager demanded his eyes shifting back to were Matt was watching him curiously.

"The police have ordered that all private flights be stopped until they can investigate a possible kidnapping," the co-pilot said getting a cold stare from the manager. Staring back without flinching, the young looking women co-pilot gave him an equally challenging look.

"Screw the police, I have a deadline to keep. Get this machine off the ground!" the manager yelled watching as the pilot looked over at his co-pilot hesitantly. The women shrugged her shoulders before she concentrated on the controls in front of her.

"I'm sorry sir, but we can't take off without permission," the pilot pointed out watching the manager growl in anger before his face screwed into an evil grin.

"Well that is too bad, because if this machine isn't off the ground in a minute, you are going to pay with your life," the manager threatened pulling back his suit enough to expose the gun he had hidden. The pilot looked at the weapon with frightened eyes before he turned around to start the plane.

"Are you crazy?" the women demanded glaring at the man.

"Watch yourself bitch, I wont hesitate to kill you too," the manager warned.

"What's going on?" Matt yelled hesitantly heading toward the front of the plane. He had heard the raised voices of the three adults, but was unable to make out what they were saying. At first he had tried to ignore them, but after awhile he got bored of sitting.

"Nothing child, we are just clarifying something before we take off," the women co-pilot said giving Matt a charming smile. Matt smiled back as he studied the women. She was tall, slender and felt oddly familiar, and then it clicked.

"I know you," Matt said startling the manager and the women.

"What are you talking about Matt?" the manager demanded turning to look at the boy, covering up the gun as he did so. Matt looked at the manager before he turned back to the women who was shaking her head. "Umm, I saw her at my school at one of our assemblies. She was talking about different planes. You see, it was a career assembly, and piloting is one of the most common jobs that kids ask about," Matt said glad that he was able to pull off his lie so convincingly. It had been years since he had too, but for some reason he felt like he had to keep the fact that he saw this women at the hospital a secret from his manager.

"That's very nice Matt, now will you go back to your seat. We are taking off now," the manager said steering the boy out of the compartment, and throwing the pilot a warning look before the plane started to move down the run way.

Matt rolled his eyes in annoyance as he sat back down in his seat. Starring back outside, Matt noticed several police cars heading toward the airport. "What's going on?" Matt asked feeling an excited interest.

"Nothing special. The police are just doing their normal drug training here today," the manager said hastily.

"Whatever," Matt said under his breath turning away from the scene outside, and down toward the magazines inside of the pouch in the seat in front of him. No matter how many times he had been on the plane, the take offs always made him feel sick. Concentrating on the picture of one of the magazines, Matt was able to keep himself from feeling nauseous until the plane was safely off of the ground.

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Mr. Ishida felt his knees shaking underneath his weight as he made his way out of one of the many police cars now in the airport runway. "I'm sorry Mr. Ishida. The airport had seized all flights, but a small private plane took off. We have the plane on radar, but there isn't much we can do until the plane lands. We don't want to risk causing the plane to crash," one of the police officers informed Mr. Ishida.

"Until the plane lands? But that bastard will probably kill my son before that happens!" Mr. Ishida said feeling hopelessness and anger wash over him.

"We are aware of that, but the only chance your son has is that he has a friend on board with him," the officer said smiling sympathetically.

Mr. Ishida looked at him with glazed eyes, before he lowered his head in defeat and raised his hands up to the side of his head. A shuddering gasp escaped the man, before his gaze wandered up to the sky. "Matt, please be alright," Mr. Ishida pleaded.

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Kung shifted uneasily in her seat while she continued to throw worried glances to the only two passengers in the small plane. "Calm down or your going to get us both killed," the pilot growled looking at her disapprovingly. Kung didn't bother to look at him, instead she released an uncaring snort.

"That man has a gun, and he is sitting next to a helpless boy, doesn't that mean anything to you?" Kung demanded glaring at the manager with piercing light bluish gray eyes.

"Of course it does, but if that man kills me, then we all die, and I don't want to take that chance," the pilot pointed out feeling even more nervous when Kung released an amused laugh.

"Fool, that man will kill us too, just because we witnessed the murder," Kung said turning around to see the pilots reaction before she turned back around to check on Matt's situation. Her eyes grew even colder when she noticed the look of fear on her son's face. The manager had his gun out again, and Kung figured he was giving his brilliant plan to the boy before he finished the job. "Shit!" Kung growled looking around for any distraction that could buy them some time.

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Matt stared at the gun with confusion and horror. He had faced many frightening things before, but even though he had fought monsters and had to battle his own inner demons, the fear never lessoned. Fine, fighting Digimon could be exciting, but that didn't mean the fear was absent. But to die like this. There was nothing exciting or heroic about being shot by some mad man, and that fact only made the fear increase. "Well, its been nice knowing you kid, but a job is a job, you understand right?" the manager asked, his lips curving into a taunting smile.

"I'm not going to let you win so easily," Matt said feeling his stubborn pride take over. There was no way in hell that he was going to let this man see just how scared he really was. So Matt stared at the man with ice cold deep blue eyes, and covered his emotions behind his "too cool" façade.

The manager gave off a taunting laugh before rising the gun till it rested against Matt's forehead. "Try to stop me," the man said watching satisfied while the boy's eyes looked around frantically.

Matt was about to close his eyes in defeat when he was violently pushed out of the way. An enraged snarl escaped the manager as his prey was pushed safely out of the gun's path. His eyes wandered to where Matt was now laying in the woman co-pilot's protective embrace. "Isn't this sweet. If I didn't know any better, I would think you were the boy's mother," the manager said pointing the gun at the women and boy. The women gave him a cold glare before her reddish pink lips curved into a smile. The manager shook his head in disbelief before he began to squeeze the trigger.

Matt had no idea what happened, but at the moment that the man pulled the trigger, the plane jolted suddenly, throwing the man's aim off. The bullet hit the seat right next to his head, but he was still alive, and he allowed a very small sigh of relief. But the relief lasted only for a second, before the plane feel into a dangerous dive. Matt could hear the horrified cry from the pilot, and the manager, before he felt himself thrown to the back of the plane. Strong arms wrapped firmly around his waist before he and that women crashed into one of the seats. Matt closed his eyes, all he could feel was that annoying feeling like your insides weren't able to keep up with the body, before he heard the front of the plane crash into the ground. A second later, several small explosions followed the impact, causing Matt to open his eyes. Matt watched horrified as angry flames enveloped the small plane, and then he heard the most agonizing scream he had ever heard. Matt's eyes widened as he watched as the manager's body was engulfed in the flames. A terrified scream escaped Matt as he watched the man burn to death. And then he too fell victim to the heat and smoke of the flames. The last thought Matt had before he fell into darkness was how good the women's embrace felt.

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Mr. Ishida felt a sharp pain in his chest seconds before he was rushed toward a helicopter. "We just got word that the private plane had crashed in the mountains not too far from here," one of the officers said indicating that it was alright to take off. Mr. Ishida ignored the other stuff the man said, all he could think about was if Matt survived the crash. He needed to get to the accident now, but at the same time he was afraid of what he might find.

By the time the helicopter arrived at the accident, Mr. Ishida was no better then a walking corpse. He looked at the burning plane, and knew deep down that nobody could have survived that crash. The whole thing was burning, and there was no sign that anybody was able to get out of the wreck. The smell of burning flesh reached Mr. Ishida's nose, forcing the man to bend over, and heave whatever food he had in him. "NO! NO! NO!" Mr. Ishida yelled, finally snapping out of his haze. He felt his legs carry him toward the plane, he was a father, and his son was in there. He needed to save him. "Matt!" Mr. Ishida yelled, but before he could reach the wreck, he was grabbed by a couple of officers.

"I'm sorry sir, but there is nothing you can do!" the officer to his right yelled, but Mr. Ishida didn't hear a word of it. All he could think about was getting to his son.

"I don't want to sound mean sir, but your son is dead, and there is nothing you can do about it," the other police officer pointed out as he and his partner started to drag the hysteric father away.

"Matt! No! Let me go to my son!" Mr. Ishida yelled trying to push himself past the two men, but even with his paternal instinct, he was no match against the two well trained men. Defeated, Mr. Ishida felt himself being dragged away from the place that his son had been killed.

TBC.

Author's endnote: *BEFORE ANYBODY FLAMES ME* this story is not over yet! There is still a chance for you guys to save Matt. Bring him back to life with you reviews, otherwise your to blame for his death, not me. *Runs from the mob of Matt lovers* Okay, okay, look there is like five or more chapters left in this story, and it will be pretty hard to continue a story with the main character dead. Right? So what does that mean? Hint, hint. But, I could always end the story in the next chapter if I really wanted to. It would be a pretty good stopping point. *Evil laugh* So if you don't want this to be the end, review!! (Great, I'm so desperate for reviews, that I'm threatening my readers). Okay, now that that is out of my system, lets get on to the questions.

Question #1: Should I keep Matt dead? ( I know, way too obvious, but it might add a weird twist. Hmmm. Well, what do you think, and why?)

Question #2: Do you feel like the manager got what he deserved, or was I being too nice? (Once again an opinion question, there is no right answer, but like all my questions, I want to know why you think that.)

Question #3: Tell me how Matt might have survived the crash. (Hint: Remember who was with him.)

Well good luck, and please review. ^_^