Notes: Thank you for everyone who's written to me and let me know how they enjoyed it so far. (By the way Stay did get the email I sent you?) Thanks again all you reviewers and readers! I hope it doesn't become to boring in these early chapters, since I have to set everything up. But more action, twists, and "fun" should happen soon lol!
"He's dead man!" a tall, balding man told a much older man. "We can still make sure!" the older man said checking for any sign of life on a short pale male clumped up on burnt suitcases and ash. When the older man didn't get a pulse he stood up and shook his head in disgust. "See! I told you," the tall man told him with a self-righteous smile on his face. "Now can we find someone who is alive?"
Glen (who was the older gent here, and maybe the kinder) had just awoke and found this guy waking up the same time as he did. After the shock stunk in that they had gone down on some island, he was able to get up and try to make sense of things. He wasn't sure but Glen though this very hasty fellow was the pilot of the aircraft! The uniform and wings on the mans coat were the only clues he had. No wonder they crashed with him at the controls. "There's nothing more we can do for him now." the tall man told Glen. "We have to find the black box! That way if they don't already know where we are, we can be found!" He knew the tall man was right, even if he was a bit of a jerk. With an uncertain smile Glen asked. "So which way captain?"
The Tall man stood even taller in his skin with jolt of pride. That's right! He thought I am the captain! Captain Curtis "C.J." Justin, and I am in charge!
Please God let him be okay! Ana thought running into the green nature of the island. Michael had just sprung the surprise that he found her husband Luis only a few feet from the beach! What if he is hurt much more then her medical knowledge, and supplies (which was nothing) could handle? What if he was…dead…and he never knew she loved him so much? What if he…
"Ana!" Michael called blasting her back into consciousness "Here!" he waved her over to what looked like Luis, laying on his back, eyes closed full of black ash and cuts. "He's breathing Ana" he told her seeing the fear on her face, that he may indeed be dead. "Oh! Thank God!" the young nurse said falling to her knees and tearing up. "Luis can you hear me? Luis!" she said his name louder each time, but never hearing an answer.
"Who was that man? Did you know him?" Glen asked C.J. "I did" the captain said under a hushed tone. "He was my co-pilot…Bart" Glen was shocked. He actually knew the guy and still didn't want to see if he was alive? Or maybe it was because he knew him that he didn't want to see him dead like that? Either way Glen couldn't figure him out. "I'm sorry," he told him. "Don't worry about it man" C.J. said ducking under the green vines in front of him. "He was an asshole…a womanizer…a heavy drinker…a man…" C.J. stopped then smiled to himself. "I liked him." Then it was Glen who stopped for a second to take in the long, drawn out words he had just heard. Then he continued after C.J. again.
Vraammmmm!
There was a sound. It was almost like someone was running past bushes and brushing up against each one as they passed in a fast pace. One of those sounds you hear all the time in horror movies, the ones people usually called out "Helloooo?" after hearing and then ended up hacked up. But C.J. was smarter not to do that.
"What is that?" Glen asked. He was a bit uncomfortable after hearing the noise. "Don't know…" C.J. said looking around the area. All he could see was trees, greens, vines and smoke. "Don't say a word…we don't know where we are…could be a wild animal" Both men almost read the others mind. It told them to run! And they did at a rapid speed, trying to follow the funnels of smoke coming from the open beach. It's only a few feet away Glen thought, they can make it…he could make it! Being the older, out of shape one he was trailing behind the captain.
C.J. made a mad dash to the shoreline and screamed out "Fuck!" Glen guessed it was to let himself know he made it alive. And that's exactly why C.J yelled it. He wanted away from Brats corpse, away from the sounds, away from the crash… and into the bright yellow beach…(A beach with two ladies on it, things were looking up already!)
Nicole and Monica who were still out on the white sand looked up and jumped when they heard C.J's outburst. Monica saw the two men and nothing came to her, something should she did see a lot of the people boarding the plane…maybe she did have a slight concussion. One of them, with a thick mustache had on a uniform…the pilot? Well not how she remembered…oh well this trauma must have gotten to her.