Just a little heads up: i'm wicked sorry this is extremely short :( i wanted to write more but homework and such is not cool and is not letting me at the moment. But tomorrow's Friday, so hopefully i can get more in. But i wanted to post this part because i feel bad that i am taking so long with new chapters.
many more thanks to Richard Starkey for still liking and reviewing the story, and also to Sharpsnout for giving me a review too! Many many thanks, and i hope you like this mini segment...thing.
Disclaimer: i own no Lost-ness. i am a proud Jake and Ari owner.
"So, where do you think he's from?" Claire asks Jack.
"I don't know."
Hurley walks by and shouts to Jack, "Hey, Jack, does anyone know where that kid's from?"
"No, Hurley," Jack answers.
"People ask you that a lot, don't they?" Claire asks, smirking a little.
"Ehh. It's been said before, I guess," Jack sighs. Claire giggles a little.
"You hate it, don't you?"
Jack shrugs. "It's on the borderline," he answers.
Jake leads Eko and Locke around the area for awhile, his eyes wide, searching for any sign of his mom or his friend. After about ten minutes of seemingly meaningless wandering, Eko stops Jake in his tracks.
"Are you sure this is where you were?" he asks.
"Yes," Jake answers. "A hundred percent."
"What happened when you were here?"
"What happened?"
"Yes. What happened." It's not a question anymore; it's more of a statement.
It's horrible. It's worse than hell. For all he knew, it very well could've been hell.
These guys know what they're doing, even if he and Ari didn't.
"Are you still here?" Jake asks.
He feels Ari hit his face slightly, trying to lighten the mood a little. "Yup."
That's the way Ari is. He'll always try to find the best out of every situation, even if it's death. Jake remembers how Ari had told him that having a gun to his back wasn't that bad, once you got used to it, because he came to realize that the trigger wasn't going to go off anytime soon.
"You guys will be here for awhile, I suspect," a guy mutters, shoving them forward.
"Seems like it, yeah," Ari mutters back, digging his heels into the dirt.
"Ari, stop it!" Jake whispers urgently. "He's gonna shoot you!"
Ari stops, even though his eyes are against it. He still believes he and Jake will get out of this alive.
As they walk forward, staring at their feet, a girl runs into them. She looks up, her eyes wide. They look at her, a bit surprised to see someone around their age. Ari keeps his eyes locked on hers and whispers, "What's your name?"
She pauses, as if she doesn't trust them. Finally, she mouths "Alex," and walks hurriedly away. Jake realizes that it's because she's scared of the guy behind them. He doesn't blame her.
As they walk further, the area gets lighter, and they see a civilization of sorts. It's much more different than the island. There's an amazing amount of technology: computers, TV's, stereos, even a few iPods.
"Damn," Jake mutters. "How'd they get all this down here?"
"With a truck," Ari answers simply.
Jake stares at him. "What?"
"With a truck. From like, Best Buy or somewhere like that."
"We're on an island, Ari. There's no Best Buy around."
Ari turns to him, his eyes narrow. "Weird stuff happens on this island, Jake, huh? Yeah, it does. The stuff came from Best Buy, okay?"
Jake stares at him, a little stunned. "Okay," he answers slowly.
As they walk on, Jake's eye catches a bag. A bag with blue and yellow and black on it. A Best Buy bag.