The Island (ADULT/AU/CC) *Starting - 6 needed*

[FaithfulAngel24]

*Hailey*

One minute I was laughing, smiling, and maybe even flirting... and the next I feel the plane gyrating in an unusal fashion. "Just a little turbulance folks. No need to worry." I hear one of the flight attendants say ,but I am not convinced. I was about to ask Hunter if this normal when the oxygen masks pop out and the plane seems to be decending rapidly. "Oh God..." I mutter helplessly as my entire world flip turns upside down.

It feels as if someone pulls the curtain over my eyes for all at once it all goes black. When I awake there is weeping, wailing, and nashing of teeth. My eyes flutter open to take in the chaotic world around me. I attempt to move my leg ,but find that I am trapped beneath some rubble. "Help!" I gasp frantically.

*Maria*

Isabel wishes me the best of luck in all of my endeavors and I smile politely. "Thank you." I admonish before frowning at the moving beneath me. I'm used to some turbulance ,but this is ridiculous. I am about to ask what's going on when my chair begins to shake violently. I wasn't wearing my seat belt so I am tossed awkwardly into the aisle. Throwing my hands over my head I attempt to protect myself from the bags falling from storage.

I couldn't tell you how long I was crouched in the floor ,but I do know that when I was able to look up Isabel had vanished and my surroundings are destroyed. A tiny twinge of pain hits me. I raise my shaking hand up to my eyebrow and wipe away a good amount of blood. Uh Oh. That can't be good. There are several passengers scrambling around and others calling for help. I stand and limp a few feet before falling in anguish.

[candyGazer]

Alex

I feel one final jolt, as we crash. I am quick to get out of my seat, searching for any injured folks. I knew I shouldn't have gone solo! Things like this never happened when I flew with the band. I begin to make my way through the rubbage, looking for a way out, when a see a hint of blond hair.

I peer over the large pile of what use to be the plane, and see what appears to be a young woman, who is obviously not conscious. As fast as possible I try my best to lift the rubbage off of her, one peice at a time.

Once I finally uncover her completely, a few minutes have passed, and I am afraid she may no longer be with us. But my fears are put at ease, when I hear her shallow breathing. She appears to be fine, but injured.

Lovingly, I push her hair away from her face, hoping she would wake up.

[KarenEvans]

Isabel

Feathers...or something very light feels like it is touching my face and slowly I open my eyes,blinking in the sunlight,the face above me swimming in and out of focus.Then I realise,it's not feathers but this person brushing some strands of my hair away from my face.

My head feels like there are a hundred hammers pounding away inside of it.When I attempt to move I feel sick so I close my eyes again and groan softly."Am I dead?" I ask in a voice barely recognizable as my own
Lifting my left hand up I bring it to the back of my head where I can feel warm liquid seeping through my hair.

When my fingers touch it I know without looking that I have a cut on my scalp."What happened?" I ask the stranger as I try and focus on his face once more

[Fehr'sBear]

Hunter

I'm starting to actually enjoy this flight, sitting here talking to Hailey; it's well distracting me from the fact that we're in mid-air. Then, all of the sudden, the plane starts shaking violently. I look to Hailey, wondering if this is normal, then look towards the flashing seatbelt light, holding on tight to my seat.

"Just some turbulence," I hear, but I don't feel safe. And that's when the masks come down, and a whistling is heard as the plane goes nearly vertical and heads towards the ground. Well, shit.

The next thing I register is screaming, loud mechanics, and waves crashing. As I open my eyes, fighting a shooting pain in my head, I try to stand. We've crashed on a beach, and people are hurt and running everywhere. Oh my god, what happened?

Getting up quickly, I put a hand to my head to stop the pain and it comes away bloody. Not thinking about that, I start walking. For the most part people aren't trapped, but then I see a familiar face gasping for help from some nearby rubble and plane bits. Oh, god, is it Hailey? "Hailey, are you alright? It's hunter, the guy from the plane," I babble out, heading over in her direction, one hand still pressing on my head, where my hair is sticky with drying blood and sand. The rest of me seems okay, except for a gash on my arm, and a huge tear in my shirt, but she looks trapped.

[FaithfulAngel24]

*Hailey*

"Hailey, are you alright? It's Hunter, the guy from the plane," A familar voice stammers uncomfortably. I lift my head just enough to be blinded by the side. Wincing I shut my eyes and then open the slowly to take in the sight of the beautiful stranger from the plane. He has his hand pressed tightly to his head. He looks pretty rough. I take in his disheveled appearance worriedly. There is a nasty cut on his arm that is free bleeding and I huge tear in his shirt. Shifting I find that movement is at a bare minimum.

I'm stuck under a heavy piece of debris. "I..I think I'm okay I'm just a little bit trapped." I reveal my voice trembling in fear. Wow, this was not what I had planned for today. I thought surely my noon I would be sipping mojitos in my peaceful room while proofreading last nights chapter. Not battered and bruised lodged under bits of the airplane I was flying in only moments okay. "We crashed." Okay, not the brighest observation ,but you've got to cut me a little slack. I think I'm in shock. Too much trama for one day.

[Fehr'sBear]

Hunter

I watch her try to move, her movements stiff. "I..I think I'm okay I'm just a little bit trapped." Well, I noticed that, but I just wanted to make sure she wasn't hurt, or in serious pain or anything.

"We crashed." She adds, sounding a little too calm. Oh, god. What if she's got serious shock? That can be just as dangerous as an injury.

"Yes, we did. Okay, I'm going to try to get you unstuck," I say carefully, removing my hand from my head and wiping it on my jeans, forming a large rust stained handprint. But I really could care less right now.

Pushing at the large plane part covering her lower body, I let out a grunt; it's heavy. But I push it several inches before taking a break.

"I'm working on it."

[FaithfulAngel24]

*Hailey*

"Yes, we did. Okay, I'm going to try to get you unstuck," He announces while taking his hand from his injured head and rubs the blood off on his jeans. I wince at the sight. That gash must hurt something awful. He ignores the wound entirely and stoops over to lift the debris off my lower body. It seems quite difficult for he has to stop for a second to catch his breath. "I'm working on it." He promises and I nod silently trying to help him out by using my bruised hand to press upward.

After several painstakingly long minutes we are able to lift up the remains high enough for me to scoot out from under it. We both drop the heavy material quickly. I thank whatever God that is above for sending me an angel in my time of need. Looking up at his kind face I admonish, “Thank you… so very much.” I attempt to stand but to no avail. My leg simply won’t here of it. Crouching down in the scorching sand I examine my limb carefully. “It doesn’t seem to be broken.”

I run my hand over my knee carefully. “Ouch.” I mutter absent mindedly when my fingertips trace over a new bruise. It looks as if a softball smacked me mid thigh. Raising my dress just a tad I see that the ugly mark just keeps going. Well, isn’t that peachy. “This doesn’t look good.” I mumble unhappily. “But at least I’m alive.” I add gratefully. I turn to look back to the crumbling plane and a silent tear cascades down my cheek. “Some of the others weren’t so lucky.” I morn the loss of our fellow passengers quietly.

[Zansgirl]

Poor Liz and Sean haves nobody ta talk ta.

[Fehr'sBear]

Hunter

After a few long minutes, with Hailey's help, I get the piece of metal far enough off for her to climb out from under it. “Thank you… so very much.” She says gratefully, trying to stand, but failing. “It doesn’t seem to be broken.” I glance down at her leg, and see an enormous bruise, which obviously pains her by the sound of the ouch.

“This doesn’t look good. But at least I’m alive. Some of the others weren’t so lucky.” Staring out at the wreckage silently, I wonder just how many people we did lose in this horrific crash.

"No, you're right, it doesn't look good, but there's nothing to be done about those that aren't here," I say quietly, leaning down to help her up.

"We've got to take a look at this leg though," I add, seeing the bruise again. My first aid tells me this is not good.

[FaithfulAngel24]

*Hailey*

"No, you're right, it doesn't look good, but there's nothing to be done about those that aren't here," He states quietly as he leans down and helps me up. I lock eyes with my gallant hero. He seems so humble and down to earth yet there is something hidden in the depths of his brown eyes that I can’t place. "We've got to take a look at this leg though," He replies while examining the purple, pink, red, yellow, and green of my bruise. “It is quite the rainbow.”

I admonish defeated. My sight line is drawn to the bleeding gash on his arm and it’s all I can do not to cry out. “Oh Hunter, your arm. It’s hurt.” I press my fingertips to the skin tentatively before drawing them back. I don’t want to hurt him. “We need to wrap that up with something.” I reply while scanning the shore for any type of fabric.