"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.
