A/N: So I'm back again and rather swiftly. First off thanks to all who read chapter one! Special thanks to fortheGLOPA for following, and to PenMagic for reviewing. I promise to do better with my grammar this chapter! Okay, so this chapter has different POV as they are split up when they crash. Hope you enjoy it….
For the love of anything remaining holy, my fudging head! She cracked one of her eyelids open only to slam it shut. Ah! It burns. It's too bright. The sun is literally trying to scorch my eyes out! Jaz made herself take a deep breath and stopped flailing around. You are tough! Stop acting like a baby! It's only the sun. She rolled on to her stomach and pushed her hands on the ground either side of her chest. The ground was rough and hard but had a softer grass layer on top. Opening her eyes for the second time she found the sun dimmer. Well, dim enough to open her eyes without any pain. Pushing herself off the ground she stood up. Feeling a sudden wave of nausea she immediately slumped back on the ground. Why did I have to hit my head? Why me? As she sat on the ground with her head resting in her hands a worrying thought entered her brain. I was with others on the Starship. Mum, Dad, Jay and those other Ranger freaks. Where are they? Her head shot up and swivelled around, searching for any sign of life. There was nothing on Jaz's right and it spiked her fear. However out of the corner of her left eye she saw a shadow lying on the ground. Her fear spiked but at the same time she was slightly relieved as she recognised the body. She would know that body anywhere. It was her twin Jay.
Feeling less dizzy she steadily rose to her feet using a nearby tree for support. It was only as she felt the tree that she took in her surroundings. They seemed to have landed in some sort of jungle. The trees were at least four stories tall and towered over her. Above them through the large green leaves, Jaz saw a magnificent crimson sky that was washed over with magenta. It was simply breathe taking. Look at that sky, all those shades. It's amazing. I wish I had my camera. No, Jaz, be tough. Starship Rangers don't walk around taking pictures of pretty skies and marvelling in its beauty, they bleedin' well get the job done! And that's want I'm going to do. I'm going to wake Jay, then I'm going to find my parents and then I'm bloody well getting off this planet. Jaz now motivated strolled over towards her brother. Giving him the once over she reasoned he wasn't in any immediate danger or harm with his injuries. She kicked him hard in the shin effectively waking him up with a scream.
'Ow! My leg! It's in so much pain! My head hurts! The sun it's so bright! Jaz es usted? (Jaz is that you?) Are we gonna die? Where are mum and dad? Jaz I don't want to die! We're only fifteen…' Jay wailed. Jaz saw red. She never had any patience with Jay. He always complained about the situation and never helped think of a solution. Although she knew she had to reassure the little baby or else he would whine all night.
'¡Cállate! (shut up) We are fine Jay! The Starship just crashed. We just need to stay safe for now, then maybe later when you are stronger we will go try and find our parents…' Jaz stated through gritted teeth. He always pushed her buttons with his weak act. He seemed unsure at first but then nodded. As he pulled himself into a sitting position he thought he heard Jaz mumble 'Weakling', and from past experience he knew he was probably right.
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We seemed to have crashed to some unknown planet. I wonder where we are. She pushed her auburn fringe out her face as she sat up. Her large hazel eyes gazed logically around the scene before her. She seemed to be in a large field. Surrounding her beckoned a large, dark and dangerous looking forest. Further down the field she saw the white gleam of a robot. That must be Megagirl. Mum told me about her. She's a safe robot as she has downloaded emotions that stop her desire to murder humans. She's mum and dad friend, as is her husband that country-bumpkin from farm world. Is that him? Lana peered through her glasses, observing as Megagirl leaned over a body and roused it from its unconscious state. If my hypothesis is correct, that is indeed Tootsie Megagirl. Lana seeing no others began to walk towards the two adults as she felt this was the logical solution. She was only fourteen and she knew she couldn't survive on her own. Just before she reached them she heard a buzzing from behind her ear. Turning sharply around she watched as a yellow shape blurred past her.
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The last thing he remembered, he was falling from the sky as the ground and wind rushed towards his face. He remembered clinging on to Taz's hand but just loosing grip before impacting on the hard ground. He couldn't remember anything after that, only darkness. Dark thoughts swam around his aching mind. Where were they? Was he a they? Was he alone? What if Taz, Jaz and Jay weren't there? What if something bad had happened to them? What if he was alone? What if they hadn't survived the crash? What then? What would he do? Could he go on? Up shook himself. He didn't need to be thinking those sorts of thoughts right now. He had been in worse situations than this in his time and he was never going to give anyone any reason to call him 'soft' ever again. He plastered on his tough mask before growling as he pushed himself off the ground. He only growled to disguise the pained groan that the soft Up would have displayed. As he shifted himself onto his knees he heard the most beautiful noise in the world and he knew the world was a little brighter.
"Mierda! Jou have got to be kidding meh!"
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Krayonder was panicking, more than normal. He had opened his eyes on a cruel and dark world. The trees surrounding him looked menacing and evil. He didn't know where he was. He didn't know where his only daughter was. But what he did know was that the Starship had crashed leaving everyone lost to him apart from his wife. Normally this would have relieved him greatly as she always knew what to do in a crisis. She would use some fancy scientific phrase and everything would be okay. However, she was currently slumped over on the ground not too far away from him not moving. He leapt to his feet and jogged across to her. When he reached her he crouched down. She was facing up at him. Her ginger curls had been left to grow over the past few years and they now trailed on her shoulders. He gently tried to shake her awake as he didn't want to startle her.
"Specs?" He called to no reply. He shook a little harder. "Specs? Oh, please wake up man" Nothing. He was getting desperate. He shook her even tougher "Specs? Specs? For dead god's sake wake up! Julia?" He only ever used her real name in emergencies. A tear leaked down his cheek as she unveiled her beautiful sapphire eyes to him. A sad smile appeared on her face.
"It's been a long time since I've been called that."
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"Feb wake up! Wake Up" Bug repeated into his wives ear while shaking her into consciousness. Why have I to wake Up? Can't like Taz do that? Oh he means I've to get up! February opened her eyes to her husband's orange head, his bulbous blue eyes filled with concern. "Feb, Feb! We crashed! The boys! I can't find the boys or the rest of the crew!" Bug struggled to stutter out as he was hyperventilating. February may not have been the brightest, but one thing she was good at was taking care of her family. She was born to be a wife and mother. Her arm stung with pain she had accumulated from the crash as she wrapped it round her husband, effectively pulling him into a tight embrace.
"It's okay Buggy. We'll find them. We always do. Everything's going to be okay." She repeated reassuring even though behind Bugs back a lone tear streamed down her face. Where are my beautiful boys?
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Mac felt herself being shaken gently. The tenderness of the way she was being shaken told her it wasn't either of her parents. Her father, although he meant well wasn't the smartest tool in the shed. He had tendencies to forget she was a girl and not an animal and would shake her rather roughly. Her mother was a robot and was not used to the whole sleep idea. Neither was Mac herself as she was half robot, but she understood more than her mother. Her mum would merely use a loud built in sound system to wake Mac up as it was most effective. No, this was someone who knew how to gently wake a person up. A sudden thought flashed through her mind. But I don't know anyone like that? It startled her. Her eyes flew open as she sat up. She was ready to plan an assault on her attacker, when she saw a large pair of blue eyes and black spiked up hair. OMDG! I feel like I know him. He was on the Starship when in crashed. What was his name again? She watched as him face relaxed into a crooked smile.
"Hey, my name's Gus. We didn't really get acquainted before the ship crashed." He held out his hand for her. She shook it. She didn't know why but she felt awkward. Here she was crashed on an alien planet, separated from her parents and everything she knew and she was just casually shaking some stranger's hand. Although, he didn't feel like a stranger. She didn't know if it was the adrenaline from the crash or the fear of being alone but she felt like she knew him. She felt comfortable enough to talk to him.
"I'm Mac or Macky. You can call me whatever you like, I don't really mind." She attempted to smile as she stopped shaking his hand. She didn't know why but she felt slightly disappointed that she wasn't holding his hand anymore.
"What do you prefer to be called?" Gus asked, ever the gentleman. That was the way his parents had raised him, to have manners. Mac thought about this. No one ever gave her a choice they normally just called her whatever they wanted.
"I honestly don't mind. Anything is better than Macaroni Cheese. Gone on, laugh if you want to, everyone does." She waited for a laugh that never came. Well that's strange. Everyone laughs at my name. I've never meet anyone who doesn't at least smirk at it. Damn, my father sometimes. Why isn't he laughing? Her own confusion mirrored his.
"Why would I laugh at your name? That's horrible and rude and they are two things I strive never to be. Your name is lovely but I understand why you would wish to shorten it, it is rather long." Gus replied innocently and then it hit Mac. His father is a bug. He spent his childhood on bug world. He's probably never ever seen Macaroni Cheese. That's why he doesn't find my name funny. She refocused her eyes onto him and realised he was waiting on a reply.
"Just, just call me Mac."
A/N: I hope you liked it, please review! Until the next time ~ Takeawalk.