Well, You all are really strange to pick this one but whatever makes you happy! So now I'll start the story:
*suddenly my bloody death appears in various images in my head*
I look over and there is Hiei coming straight for me.
ME: Uh, Hi Hiei! I, uh, I didn't do the disclaimer 'cuz I didn't mention you guys here... I ...I...
*He continues to advance not saying a word*
ME: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho or its characters! Does this make you happy Hiei?
*starting to back away*
*Hiei says nothing just continues to corner me slowly. A dangerous look in his eye*
Me: O-O Oh god... mommy…. *deep seated fear very apparent on my face...*
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"The Plane Crashes"
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Previously:
~~~~~Just before I stepped into the hallway leading to the plane I looked back. There she is. Standing just where I left her. I smiled at her in encouragement and wonder why I don't feel so sad? Shouldn't I?
But I've stood there too long and the people behind me are getting pissed so I walk on, hoping maybe I'll see her soon...
*Click* (the tape recorder is shut off~~~~~
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*click*
I board the plane.
"It's really hot in here." I mumbled irritated. They better get this show on the road soon so I can turn the A/C on or I'm gonna bust some heads! I hunt down my assigned seat, which is all the way at the frigging back. 'Figures!' I snarl still more agitated.
I sit hard into my seat and start tapping my fingers on the glass of the small airplane window. The rhythm almost reminds me of... AND THAT'S IT! I start singing "Staying Alive! Staying Alive! Oo Oo Oo Oo. Staaayyyyinnngggg Alllliiiiiiiiiivvveee!..." at the top of my lungs. I look to my left for Jazz to back me up and then I realize once again that she isn't here...
*click*
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*click*
The plane ride is dull. So dull that even watching the guy picking a winner five seats over from me suddenly seems extremely interesting. It's been 9 hours already and I still have 17 hours to go. My mind begins to play with me 'I...I'm not going to make it, sir! Just go on without me'. I grab my throat. How long have I been sitting here? Will the engine stop? Will Dorothy ever make it home? 'We're not Kansas anymore'...'Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn'...'I'll make him an offer he can't refuse'.
Over and over my mind switches looking for an internal channel that's interesting. Man, my brain needs cable! This is soo sad. I've really let myself go. I look down at my stomach 'Oh my god! I'm gaining weight from sitting here too long. Look how my thighs are spreading! Can no one stop them? Will they take over this plane?' My face is contorted in mortal fear.
The lady next to me looks over at me looking at my lap and gets a weird look on her face. She leans into me and whispers "Have you had an accident dear? Perhaps I can help you cover it till you get to the bathroom?"
I face fault. "What?" I shout. She startles and looks a little embarrassed "I just thought you looked like you, umm, needed help?"
I stare at her with my mouth hanging open. Normally this would have easily set me off but I'm sooo slap happy... That's just tooo funny! I'm laughing so hard no sound comes and tears stream from my eyes. This earns even more strange looks from other passengers near me, making me laugh harder. I'm doubled over now gasping for breath.
One woman who's been watching from too far away to hear my previous conversation apparently thinks the other woman upset me and I'm crying. She bolts up and comes over shouting at the other lady "How dare you hurt that poor girl! Just look what you've done! You should be ashamed of yourself! You'd better apologize right now!" I try to speak. To calm this lady-in-shining-armor down. But I can't get enough air. I try again and...
The plane lurches. The 'fasten your seat belt' sign comes on. I hear the pilots' voice over the intercom "We have hit an unexpected storm ladies and gentlemen. Please take your seats and fasten your seat belts while we navigate through this. Thank you and thank you for choosing Pan Am".
The plane continues to bounce me around. I drank too much pop and start to fizz. Oh man! I think I need to use the bathroom! I unbuckle my seat belt and try to make my way to the bathroom. The flight attendant barks, none too kindly, "PLEASE go BACK to your seat immediately!"
I look at her, my skin starting to fade to green, "I...I need...BLAHHHHH".
I throw up everywhere! Peanut chunks & orange juice slime covering the walls. I wipe my mouth on my sleeve, look up at her and say "Well, Never mind. I'm fine now!" I smile at her mischievously as I notice that now she's turning green. Matter of fact, everyone nearby is starting to look a little green around the gills...
Gee, I don't think it smells that bad. I shrug and go back to my seat, as the plane continues to attempt to throw me to the ground.
But then, just as suddenly, the plane is thrown sideways. Some people scream. Some turn white.
My eyes go wide.
'This can't be good' I reason. Then it happens. We're losing altitude...Fast! This can't be happening. Not to me. Not now. My knuckles turn white as my finger nails dig into the seat. I will the plane to stop. To even out. It won't. I know that and down and down it goes. My heart is beating so fast. I could probably have a heart attack any moment now...
Then suddenly I feel the nose of the plane being brought up and just after...
CRASH!
We've hit the ocean hard. My whole body is shook violently and I wonder that my head didn't come clean off. Everyone who isn't dead is trying to make for the exits that pop open. The storm is raging and the water is pouring in, sinking the plane. I grab my cushion ("a floatation device in case of emergency" I hear the echoes of the many past flight attendants say at the beginning of a flight).
I push my way to the edge of the door way and jump! Splash!
I hit the water immediately and would have been drug under if it weren't for the floatation seat. But I'm still having trouble keeping my breath with the waves crashing on me and the rain pelting relentlessly. I try to swim away from the plane and the flames that have already engulfed it but I'm just so tired...
I get a little ways away and there is a section of the plane floating nearby. I climb onto it and pass out...
*click*
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*click*
I wake to the sun scorching my skin and a parched throat. For a moment I don't know where I am. Then I sit up and all there is to see is ocean. As far as I look in any direction...the ocean.
Just the ocean.
'Don't panic!' I think 'Don't panic!' I look around me for another person from the plane who might have survived with me. I see small sections of the metal of the plane and seats and luggage. Even some underwear and a child's blue stripped shoe floating nearby me on all sides. So many people's clothes...with the people still in them. I close my eyes. This is not happening. If just isn't. I lay back down and curl into myself. Not feeling at all well, I pass back out.
*click*
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*click*
I wake back up many hours later.
I'm glad that I thought to tuck the recorder in my bra, because it gives me something to talk to. What really surprised me, is that it still works. Or I think it works. I'm kind of afraid to check.
The sun is starting to set. I'm not hungry but what I wouldn't give for something to drink. I can feel the dehydration beginning in my body. I hope someone finds me soon. They have to know the plane went down right? Or maybe a ship will pass? I spend the half the night staring into the night sky, the stars twinkling at me.
Maybe they'll tell someone I'm here.
*click*
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*click*
It's been 3 days now.
I'm completely dehydrated. I've been floating forever. I haven't seen anything. Not land, not a ship nor a plane. Where am I anyway? My mind has completely lost grip with reality and wanders anywhere it pleases. I can't speak anymore but in my head I sing loud and clear "The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out. The worms crawl in and out your snout..." I think about it and realize what that song means and decide to stop singing it.
Suddenly a fin appears above the waters, edge in the distance. I watch it glued. It's the first entertaining thing I've seen for as long as I can remember. It circles and disappears beneath the surface. I sigh in disappointment, it ended so soon. Then I'm startled when it appears again a few feet from me. I stare hard. It looks so weird. It looks like a shark but not quite and it's SOOO big.
Then my eyes widen in comical fashion… it looks like a Megaladon!
I would remember that weird skin pattern anywhere! Aren't those extinct? Yes, that's what my science teacher told me last year. Man, Was she ever wrong! What I wouldn't give to see her face if she knew right now. And I got to see one up close! How sweet is that?
Then I see it break surface with its mouth wide open coming straight for me. My last thought being "Sh*t! This REALLY isn't my day!"
(there's no click, just the gulping sound of water, as the recorder slips further and further down from the surface of the water)
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Ok, You sick twisted people who selected to crash. This is what you get! You didn't even get to see Hiei yet! What is the matter with you? You'll never get him dead! What kind of people are reading my story anyways?
*as I speak these words you see smoke escaping from my mouth*
*suddenly you look at me and realize I'm tied to a tree and look a little singed...*
*you look at me. I look back, pleading for help with my eyes...*
ME: Well, I don't know if you guys liked this story but Hiei decided he did and he can wait a little longer to kill me...
HIEI: *smirk* hn.
