"The Fronties"
Author: Yessenia Hoyos (Jessie14)
Beta MissRKO
Type: Adventure
Disclaimer: I do not own Lost or its characters, the idea of putting a polar bear and a giant smoke monster on the same show was the writers' idea not mine.

Note:

Words in italics are thoughts. When there is a flashback it will be noted.

Chapter 2

Later during the night Isabel was laying on the ground, eating a mango
she found by a tree. She was thinking about a conversation she had with
Sammy. She helped Sammy with some of the injured people; she said that
only 15 had survived. Then she asked if Isabel was with anyone one the
plane, besides her sister.

"Well, I was with my father, but I haven't heard from him since the
crash." Isabel replied.

"But don't you care if he's alive?" Sammy responded as a concerned
look passed over her face.

"No, not really", said Isabel, "Why should I? He's nothing but an
idiot. As if he cared about us."

Sammy stopped asking her questions, and soon told her that she didn't
need any more help. But it was strange to Isabel that Sammy would only
help certain kind of people, while the others had to fend for
themselves. She even told some of the passengers not to bother taking
out the dead bodies. She never even went to check on the co-pilot, but her sister told her that he was getting better, but it must have been a miracle. But what
did it matter to Isabel, she and her sister were fine, and her father
was nowhere near them. As long as Sammy was around they were fine.

Isabel took a look at her watch. "11 o'clock", she said aloud, "Great."

Everyone around her was sleeping peacefully, yet she was still wide-awake, and she had no idea where Sammy was. The last time she talked
to her she had said she was going out to look for help, and she went
alone. Now there was nothing to do except wait for someone to save
them. She had tried to use her cell phone to make
a call, but no avail.

"Hey Isabel," said someone behind her.

"Who was that?" Isabel replied as she looked around for the mystery
person.

"It's me, Stephanie; now come on I have something
to show you," she answered.

They both quietly left the small group and headed toward the plane.
She saw that Stephanie carried a flashlight, and she wondered where she got it from, but while on the way there, Stephanie told her where she had
found it. There were tons of luggages on the bottom of the plane completely untouched.
Isabel then figured out that her little sister was planning to take
some of the luggage for herself, and although she was completely
against stealing, she thought it was okay to look for her own
belongings.

"Hey, check this out!" Stephanie would say while rummaging through
the luggage as she held up the object that caught her attention, or,
"Look at this, who puts a sandwich in their bag?"

But while Stephanie was in her own world, Isabel was looking for her
black suitcase. When she saw one similar to hers, she opened it but was
surprised at what was in it. It was filled with hunting equipment, from
bows and arrows, to hunting knives of all shapes and sizes. She was
frightened out of her wits, and quickly put the suitcase back, hoping
she wouldn't find it again, it brought too many memories flooding back
to her.

"Oh my god, Isabel! Come quickly, you won't believe what I found!"
Stephanie yelled out from the other side of the wreckage.

For second, she thought her sister was in danger, but when she came to
her she was frightened again. It was a black case with a broken lock,
and inside were a dozen guns. She couldn't believe what she was seeing,
what kind of people were on this plane? When Isabel was younger, her
mother would tell her stories of great adventures and how bad omens
would appear before the heroes. She had a feeling that the same was
happening to her.

"Why don't we get the things we need, and get out of here," said
Isabel.

"Okay, let me just…" but just as soon has she had said that, they
heard a high-pitched scream, followed by more yelling, coming from the camp.

"What was that?" asked Stephanie, with a frightened yet curious look on her face, "Should we go out there?"

"No, come on," said Isabel. She led her sister to the further most
part of the plane, grabbing pieces of luggage along the way. When they
reached the end, she told Stephanie to hide in a large duffle bag, and
she did the same. They were both extremely quiet, and then suddenly the
screaming and shouting died down, and all they heard were whispers:

"So, is that everyone?" it was a man's voice coming from right
outside the plane.

"Well, there were two girls, but I think its best if we leave them
here, he might get mad if we do anything to them." Replied a second
person.

Isabel thought, "Is that Sammy?"

She couldn't believe it, it must have been someone else, but it sounded so much like her.

"No, it can't be."

After a while, everything was quiet, they must have waited 20 minutes before getting out. When they did, they got to their camp and it was completely empty, no trace of anybody. Isabel saw what was going on, and it finally hit her. With no one around them, how were they going to survive? She hated the thought of no one around her, to help her, to tell her what to do; she was a follower, not a leader.

"I can't. I can't do it…" then she fainted, and at peace, at least
for now.