Stranded// H.S (Dark)

Chapter One ~ Becoming Stranded

Prologue

The plane started shaking. Everything around me was falling and rattling. The roar of the engine reminded me of the man eating dinosaurs from The Lost World. I had no idea what was happening but I was terrified. I glanced around the 2nd class cabin taking in the horrified expressions from the other passengers. Panic striken flight attendants practically ran up the isles to the 1st class cabin. I took the opportunity to look out the window. There was smoke coming from the engine and my heart quickened. I looked to the other side of the plane and out the window at the other engine. It looked like it was holding up good. I looked out my window again and saw that the water beneath us was slowly getting closer. We were going to crash into the Pacific. I was just about to unbuckle when the right side of the plane was engrossed in flames. Glass shattered, flying everywhere. I felt a painful sting on my cheekbone. It stung when I touched it and when I looked down at my fingers they were covered in bright red blood. I reached for my seatbelt but the explosion caused me to blackout. I remember feeling heat and a deep throbbing pain from my forehead. There were no screams. Everything was quiet except the wheezing from the planes engine. I fought to open my eyes but couldn't. I reached up to the burning coming from my forehead and felt the same warm liquid from before. I opened my eyes slowly to see that the whole right side of the plane was gone. A flight attendant was lying near the 1st class cabin entrance. I looked out my window again to see the water coming toward us even faster.

"Wait.....look she's still alive." A British voice exclaimed. I turned to where I heard the voice and saw 5 guys standing there looking at me intently. I was in a daze, going in and out of consciousness. This couldn't be real.  I heard them talking back and forth but I couldn't understand what they were saying. This was all so surreal. Why would they be talking at a time like this? I tried to scream at them but I couldn't. I closed my eyes for a second and tried to pull myself together. When I opened my eyes two boys were looking for something, one was holding some bags and the two others were still looking bickering back and forth.

"We can't leave her here Harry." The first guy said.

The guy that I presumed to be Harry glanced over at me. His cold eyes only stayed on me for a second before they flashed back to the first guy.

"Fine but we have to hurry. We don't have that much time left."

I went to unbuckle myself but it was jammed. I started panicking and yanking on the belt.

"Please don't leave me." I begged.

They stopped digging through bags and looked up at me.

"It's stuck." I yelled

The first boy ran over to me while Harry continued stuffing things into bags. He started pulling on my belt which wouldn't budge. My head began throbbing and I knew I was going to black out soon.

"I'll be right back." He stated simply.

"Try to help her out, I'm going to find something to cut it with." He told Harry.

The first guy disappeared and Harry rushed over to me and examined the problem.

"Harry is it?" I asked.

He simply nodded.

"Please don't leave me here to die." I said, almost unconscious. He looked at me.

"You're not going to die and I'm not going to leave you. I promise." I heard shouting and everything blurred.  I heard muffled voices. I was being lifted out of my seat and into a pair of strong arms.

"Ready?" a voice asked.

There were 5 yeses.

"Okay on the count of 3. 1....2....3."