It was a long and perilous journey. So far I had spent two hours in a dingy without any food, water or entertainment, my dim witted cosine still unconscious, flopped out like a beached whale in all her morning glory. She'll probably freak when I tell her about what's going on. Well it would probably be wiser just to tell her the first half of the story.

Her poor little cranium wouldn't be able to comprehend what I've seen without first witnessing it firsthand. I knew this because I was having trouble myself. What had happened, I still really don't know.

The plane journey hadn't been smooth to begin with but hey that's what happens when you can't afford first class, a little turbulence was nothing really, or so I thought at the time.

I sat back in the dingy and looked at the clouds; they were darkening quickly overhead, sighing deeply in slight distress. Two storms in one day, and I don't think I can handle something like that again.

I drummed my fingers against the side of the rubber boat humming a tune absentmindedly as I begun thinking about what happened just hours before.

Natasha, the jammy dodger had been lucky enough to knock herself unconscious and miss out on the whole 'experience'. We shouldn't even be alive right now, I'm thankful for that much, but if someone doesn't find us soon, I'm sure we'll be skin and bones by the time they do.

I know what you're thinking, and I can tell you you're wrong, the plane didn't really crash. Well it did but Tasha and I weren't exactly in it when it crashed. Bizarre right?

She was listening to some shitty band that I've never heard of before, in the seat next to me, just loud enough for me to hear it through her head phones. I didn't say anything about that though it wasn't worth the probable argument that would come with it. Don't get me wrong I love to argue and all but I was more focused on the dark clouds that were forming outside my window, that were blending in well with the blackness of the night.

Now that I think about it more carefully I don't think they were clouds at all, so what where they exactly? They formed into this weird shape, had I not been half asleep and in a trance like state at the time I might have been more worried about that as it changed into an oval shape except it had a rough ridge around it. I could have sworn that it spurted some kind of light but that must have been my imagination. I can't really use my own judgement on this one I don't know how much of it I remembered and how much of it I dreamed up.

After a few seconds of staring at the, whatever it was, it tore into the plane, quite suddenly actually, I never did get to finish my slushy. Mmm... Slushy. Now what was my point? Ah so this, thing, it was big. It ripped off the side of the plane and just like a giant vacuum cleaner sucked me, Tasha and our seats in with it.

Even that wasn't the weirdest part of the story though, I realised after I hit the stinging water that the plane didn't fall after us, weather that was a good or a bad thing I'll figure out later. The only thing that was on my mind at that moment, was pulling out the inflatable dingy that was under our seats and getting my lummox of a cosine into the damn thing, which is easier said than done. Once I decided that we were both safe I put the life jacket on myself then on the girl. She had better appreciate all this; I was so gonna use this as black mail later on.

But anyway the by far the strangest thing of all was a fact I only just now noticed. A moment ago, while we were on the plane it was pitch black, and now from what I could tell was mid day. From what I could see anyway, the sky was now covered in heavy rain clouds. Something I wasn't really pleased about.

Just as I was about to fall into much needed sleep a great weight descended upon me.

"Unpleasant"

It was two days of rowing around in circles with Connor before we started getting anywhere. The pirate ship seemed pretty uninterested in us and just went past without as much as a passing glance in our direction.

I wasn't sure if I should have been relieved or pissed off, and from the grim expression on Connors face I could tell he was thinking something similar. After two days of rowing we were both rather restless as you can imagine but neither of us had any survival skills, unless you count minecraft, or communication skills for that matter.

On the bright side, I think he was too tired to sing anything. The only thing that we focused our energies on was getting somewhere that wasn't here, I wasn't really fussed were we ended up as long as it had food and a decent internet connection.

"There's an Island up ahead!" Connor exclaimed and started doing a poorly imitated version of the funky chicken before losing balance and falling, none too gracefully into the water with an almighty splash. That's Connor for you.

I pulled him back into the boat rather quickly biting back a snide comment.

"Could you point us in the right direction?" I sighed as my stomach growled rather loudly "from this distance you're kind of my eyes"

"You really are blind aren't you?"

"Fuck off" I said not in ill humour.

With that we started rowing to the Island with new found speed, thrilled with the idea of new scenery, food and more importantly a computer. Although having to explain all this to everyone when we got home would probably be difficult.

Connor on the other hand wasn't too sure that we'd even get home, had I known what he had known at the time, I'd be inclined to agree.

By the time we reached the Islands beach we were, dirty, tired, wet and hungry. It was quite a struggle to just pull ourselves upon the land, never mind do anything else, despite this Connor yet again broke out into dancing Egyptian style then proceeded to kiss the sandy shore, before spitting the grainy substance out in disgust.

"Bleck, salty" I was too tired to do anything other than roll my eyes, and drag the boat onto the shore, it might come in handy later. In fact I had a feeling that it would.

Together we began dragging the dingy towards the beaches edge, where it met a cliff face. Once we were sure it was safe and that we would be able to find it again we had a decision to make. We could either try to sleep in the Dingy or go look for food or civilisation, whichever came first. Although looking at the amount of forest that was on this Island it looked as though it was pretty much uninhabited. Bummer.

That only meant one thing to me, well us, and you guessed it, no internet.

"What do you want to do Con-con?"

"Many things"

"I meant now"

"Let's just sleep for 12 to 15 hours and then go find food. If it has legs than it will probably be hard to catch and hell we might even end up on the menu" He seemed to ponder for a moment before adding "you can be the distraction, they'll be more likely to go after you, let's face it I'm like a light salad and you're the all you can eat Buffet"

I glared at the boy, did he have a death wish or something. Never mind I didn't feel like snapping at him at the moment. I'd just have to plot my revenge later. We made ourselves comfortable despite the sogginess of the ground, and clumps of sand started to cling to my hair and clothes but the thing is at the time I couldn't muster up the energy to give a shit.

It was dark out by the time we were well rested, and was the first time that I wanted to get a better feel of the Island, and nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard a loud and deep moaning call coming from the forest. The only thing I've ever heard that sounded remotely similar to this strange sound was a cow. The thought didn't make me relaxed though and spent the remainder of the night listening to the strange call, the Roaring Ocean and crickets.

Connor finally awoke the next day and the first thing he did was looking over to see a shaken Tasha, her usual blue eyes blood shot as she stared out into nothingness. He didn't really care if she didn't get that much sleep that would have to be her own fault and she would help him find breakfast; otherwise she would end up being breakfast.

It didn't take much to persuade the girl to get up though, she was just as hungry and two, well now three days, without food, while not sounding dramatic was a big change in their usual diets. Still she looked pissed off, so Connor took extra precaution in not doing anything stupid since he'd probably need her help in catching whatever it was they found.

I was a bit reluctant to wonder into the jungle part of the Island and towards whatever was making the strange noise, but we didn't have much of a choice, if anything happened I could always run away and use Connor as a decoy.

Mooan the thing called out again, Connor just glanced at me for a second with a bemused look on his face.

"What the fuck was that" Connor said with shifty eyes.

"Don't know, it's been like that all night"

Mooan

"It sounds like someone's really enjoying a shit"

"Can you be serious please?" I said with a ghost of a smile on my face.

So we plodded along for long while, the sounds of the creature beginning to sound nearer with every step we took, but then again it also sounded as if it was coming from all directions which was quite likely. I mean there's got to be more than one of those things right?

I wasn't really interested in hunting at the moment though and I don't think that Connor was either, we were looking for something easier to catch, and preferably something that couldn't fight back. A plant, more specifically fruit. Unfortunately the only ones I've seen were high up in the trees and looked extremely hard to get to, particularly for people as clumsy as us, we never were good at climbing, even as children.

As time moved on I finally realised we were either going to have to try climbing one of the trees, that resembled palm trees, or we would have to hunt something. I wasn't sure which one would be harder for us to do.

"I can't believe we haven't found something yet." Connor groaned patting his stomach.

"What you thought it would be like a trip to Tesco, that we could just go pick something out and walk away with it"

"I know but this is a forest, a forest has trees and don't trees usually grow fruit"

I rolled my eyes "they have fruit. We'll just have to climb for it though" Connor took a look up at the trees, covering his eyes with his hands to protect them from the light that seeped through the canapé, groaning when he realised how high up they were.

"Can't we find something a little easier?" He sighed

"Con-con we'll lucky to find anything at all. We don't have to go for fruit though, we can try hunting or, tree roots and bugs are edible"

"I think I'd rather starve"

I sighed he could really be a stubborn ass at times, there was no point in arguing with him once he had made a decision, he didn't go back in it. Instead I decided to change the subject.

"So who's gonna climb up there" he just gave me a blank look, blinked, looked back at the tree back to me and pointed at himself. "Fine I'll go" I said slightly annoyed

It wasn't as hard as I thought it would be actually, as I hugged the tree and made my way up Koala style, Connor boosting me up as far as he could as a head start. When I was about half way up he began singing the theme tune to mission impossible. Which I first I paused to frown at then completely ignored, until it became obnoxiously loud and made me jump.

"Would you be quiet" I shouted.

"Sorry" he yelled back just as loudly.

"Not yet you're not."

Satisfied with his sudden silence I started climbing again, it became easier as I got a technique down and extended my hand up to the fruit which I hoped was edible and was about to shout down to Connor to catch it when he beat me to it. He gave out a high pitch girlish scream which made me raise an eyebrow in question as I took a bite out of the fruit that tasted like mango.

Almost spitting it back out again when I saw a tiger inching toward my cosine. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry and settled for lobbing mango like fruit at the beast, only to miss and hit Connor square in the forehead.

"What the fuck were you aiming at?" he squeaked before eyeing the tiger wearily. It didn't seem to do much, only inching towards Connor at a painfully slow pace as he backed up into a tree and went blue in the face.

To my utter amusement the animal sniffed the boy, pulled a disgusted face and high tailed it in the other direction.

"Well" Connor growled after getting over the shock, sniffing himself "I don't know whether to be relieved or insulted"