AN: Here's the second chapter. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Lost, but I own my characters that I created.
I woke up to find it night time and I felt something hard beneath my back. I stood up and I got dizzy. I put my hand to the nearest tree to hold me up. Hold on, a tree? As I started to look around, I realized this was the same jungle in my dream. I heard a twig snap behind me. I turned quickly to face where the sound was. Nothing. In panic, I started to run in the opposite direction. The more I ran, the more I saw this orange/yellow light, like a campfire. I then saw people around the campfire and started to scream for help.
I tripped over an unseen tree root and landed on someone. I then heard everyone that was sitting near the fire scrambling up to see who I was. I looked up to see who I landed on. It was a young man with the most amazing blue eyes I ever seen. I looked back in the jungle and saw something move back. I gasped and fell over backwards and landed in the soft sand. People started to crowd over me.
Another man, who looked to be in is thirties, crouched to my eye level. "Hi," he said. I smiled weakly and said, "Where am I?" He sighed and started to rub the back of his neck. He looked back up at me and said, "My name is Jack and I'm a doctor. What I'm going to do is check you over to see if you're ok. Then I'll explain everything later." I nodded my head and he helped me up. We walked through the crowd and I became nervous because everyone was staring at me. I quickly looked down at the ground.
We suddenly stopped. I looked up to see a suspicious guy with blond hair. He was scruffy looking and was staring at Jack. "Sawyer, please move. She needs medical attention," Jack said. "How do you know she's not one of them," this Sawyer guy asked. "One of whom?" I said. He quickly turned his eyes away from Jack and looked at me. "You know what I'm talking about," he said. He started to walk towards me and stopped about a foot away from me.
"No, I don't," I said. Sawyer started to search me to see if I was lying. "You better watch yourself. I'll be watching you," he said in his southern accent. He turned and walked away. Jack shook his head and we started to walk again. "His he always this mean?" I asked. "Yea, you better get use to it," Jack said.
"Why?"
"Like I said, I'll tell you later."
I sighed and realized we entered the jungle and onto a path. The path lead to a cave and Jack had sat me down gently on the cave floor. Jack walked away to get some medical things and I looked over to my right to see a pretty golden lab dog, lying a couple of feet from me. The dog looked up at me and started to walk towards me. The dog stopped in front of me and sat. I smiled and started to scratch its ears. Realizing it had a collar with tags, I saw the name 'Vincent' on the tag.
Vincent lay down and put is head on my thigh. I smiled and hoped it wasn't going to be a long night.
It seemed to be like an hour before Jack finally came back. Along with him were four other people. A very pretty burnet woman, a Middle Eastern man with kind eyes, a bald middle-aged man, and that rude Sawyer guy. They sat down around me while Jack checked over me. He treated the scrap that I didn't notice on my knee and said that I looked ok. Now, it was time for the lovely game of '20 Questions.'
They all introduced themselves as Kate, Sayid, John (a.k.a. Locke), and Sawyer just grunted and said under his breath, "You already know my name." Kate glared at him and was about to say something when Locke quickly asked for my name.
"My name is Kristin," I said nervously.
"Well, Kristin, you had an interesting night. How did you get here?" Locke asked.
"I actually don't know. All I remember was taking mail to the mailbox and someone came up behind me and knocked me out," I said.
"Do you know what this person looked like?" Sayid asked.
I shook my head no. Then something hit me. I remembered before the person knocked me out, I saw my mom staring out the window. Why didn't she come out? I was lost in my thoughts when I was knocked back into reality. Jack and Sawyer were fighting again while Kate was trying to break them up. Locke was also helping Kate and Sayid was missing.
"Where are you from?" the kind voice asked. I looked over to my left to find Sayid sitting next to me. "I'm from Los Angeles," I said over the fighting voices. He was about to ask me another question when another loud voice was heard.
"Excuse me! Excuse me! EXCUSE ME!"
The fighting stopped (yea!) and everyone looked over to the source of the voice. It was a medium height man with brown/blond messy hair. He had an unshaven face and he looked quite familiar. Hmmmmm, make mental note of finding out who he is.
"What is it Charlie?" Locke asked.
"I found these," he held up a carry on bag and behind him were two bigger bags. They were mine.
"Holy cow! Those are mine!" I exclaimed. Everyone watched me as I walk towards the man. "Thank you so much for finding them," I said. He smiled and I smiled back. He handed me my carry on bag and said, "My name is Charlie." I smiled and said my name. "Well, it was nice meeting you, but I'm very tired. Talk to you tomorrow?" he asked in his British accent. I nodded my head and he left.
I started to open the first big bag only to find the necessary things I need: clothes, toothbrush, shampoo, etc. The second bag was quite strange. It contained my journal, sketchbooks, my small CD boom box, a couple of books, another pair of pants, my container of art supplies, CDs, and the strangest of all: small boxes of AA batteries. I raised my eyebrow and shook my head. The carry on bag had snack food, cell phone, my rosary, my Bible, and my wallet. What the heck am I suppose to do with a cell phone and AA batteries?
I turned back around to the group and they were deep in conversation. I smiled and said, "Does this mean I'm part of the group now?" Everyone laughed except for Sawyer, who just rolled his eyes. Jack nodded and Locke announced he was going to bed and everyone agreed. Jack was about to leave when I stopped him. "I thought you were going to tell me about this place," I said. "Well, I'll tell you the story tomorrow, but I'll tell you are stuck on a deserted island," he said. Oh, goody, another Gilligan's Island.
"Well, blankets and pillows are over there," he pointed to a corner of the cave. I nodded. "You'll stay here tonight. Some people are here in the cave and they are over there," he pointed to the other side of the cave where I could barley make out a few people. "If you need me, I'll also be with the group. Just call my name, ok?" I nodded. "Thanks for everything," I said. He smiled and went over to his bed. I made my own little bed near the group and Vincent. I silently prayed to God and thanked him for letting me live. I lay in bed and sleep finally came over me.
AN: Well, what did you guys think? I apologize because I missed a couple of the first episodes and I can't remember what the cave looks like inside, lol. Anyway, I'm terrible at writing smart ass Sawyer remarks, there hard! Lol. So, if you guys are good at that, let me know. So, please review! Oh, and also, I know this chapter kinda sucks, but, hey, you can give me some suggestions. I'll try harder at the next chapter.