Chapter 2: What happened?

After Finn had been thrown from the treehouse, she was consumed by

a shifting plane. Finn had no idea where she was being shifted to, until

she landed hard on the ground. She sat up and looked around and

realized that she had once again landed in New Amazonia .

"Great" she said. "This is all I need."

All of a sudden, she heard the roar of an engine. She turned around

and saw a slaver car driving straight at her.

"Oh Crap" she whispered.

The car was about 2 feet away from her, when she rolled out of the

way and took off in a run. Finn had no idea where to go, but she knew

anywhere was better than there. She ran into the jungle, knowing it

was the safest place. She ran as fast as she could and didn't even stop

to see if she was being followed. Finn took cover behind a tree to catch

her breath.

"What am I going to do now?" She said to herself. "I don't belong here

anymore. Vee, Challenger, Roxton, and even Marguerite are my family

now. I want to be with them, not here."

About 10 feet in front of Finn, another shifting plane appeared.

"Well, I guess anywhere is better than here." She said to herself,

starting to walk towards it, waiting to find out where she was about to

be taken to.

Challenger woke up to find himself in a place that even he could not

imagine. The room was white, almost blindingly so. There was no

doubt that the room he was in was in the future. There was also a man

in the room who was being instructed by a machine of some sort, to

cut Challenger's head open with the scalpel in his hand. He seemed to

have no control of his actions, and Challenger tried to reason with the

man.

"You don't have to listen to her. Let me go and we can stop her

together!"

"No matter what you say to him, he will not listen to you." Said the

female voice. "Proceed with the scalpel."

The man picked up the scalpel, and placed it on Challenger's forehead.

He could feel the blade starting to slowly indent his forehead. Then, in

the corner of the room, something caught his eye. It was a shifting

plane! Challenger didn't know what to do. Did he have enough time for

the shifting plane to reach him, before this creature cut his head open?

Then, Challenger could feel the scalpel start to break skin.

"Ahhhhhh." Challenger screamed, as he passed out, and he was then

consumed by the shifting plane.

In the three years he had spent traveling in the jungles of the Lost

World, John Roxton thought he had seen it all. Cave men, cannibals,

dinosaurs, were things he had delt with on numerous occaisons. But

16th century conquistadors, that was new.

Roxton had been running for what felt like miles. Normally he would

stand his ground and put up a fight before ever running off, but he

was getting low on ammo, and he was concerned about Marguerite.

Roxton took cover behind a fallen tree, to reload his guns.

"He could not have gotten far. Keep searching!" A man with a thick,

Spanish accent screamed.

Roxton was sitting there, trying to decide what to do. Should he stand

and fight 12 men and risk dying, or keep running and hopefully find

Challenger, Veronica, Finn or Marguerite?

Roxton took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. That's when he noticed

a shifting plane! He knew that he would have a better chance with it

then staying there, so without looking back, Roxton took off in a run.

"There he is! Kill him". The conquistador yelled.

"Not much further, old boy." He thought to himself. "Marguerite may

need you!"

Roxton was about two feet from the shifting plane when he dove head

first into it.

End of Chapter 2!