The Lost Island

Chapter Fourteen- An Unusual Awakening

Hey guys! Alright... I want to take a moment to say how thankful I am. This story has just reached 114 readers. This is amazing, and I can't thank all of you enough. I remember when I just started out, with one reader (And that reader was my girlfriend.). I am so happy to say that I have over a hundred reads on my work. This is crazy, and I am so thankful. Anyway, you probably didn't come here to hear me talk about this, so let's move on to the story. See you at the bottom!

"Is he alright?" One person asked.
"Not sure." Some one responded. "Hey Miles, pass me the water. Luke looks dehydrated."
I opened my eyes. I was back at Damien's camp.  There were three people crowded around me. Damien... Kidd... And... Miles?
"How long has he been like this?" Asked Miles. "In a coma, at least. I was there when it happened, but... How long has he..."
"About a week." Damien replied. "Don't worry about it. While you were gone, our brother has toughened up quite a bit."
"Yeah, but, how do we break the news to him when he wakes up?" Kidd asked.
What were they talking about, I'm right here.
"Hey guys!" I said, but no one responded, or even acknowledged my presence. I looked down, and saw a body on the ground My body. I froze up. Was I dead? No, Miles said that I was in a coma. Either way, not good.
"Wake up, Luke." I told my self.  "They need you, now."  Nothing happened. No good. I can't do anything. I'll just have to wait this out. I looked at my self, well, my body. I noticed that its left arm was missing.
"Oh god! Aaaaahhhhhh!" I drew back in fear. My arm... Gone. 

Hey guys, so let's just assume that two months have passed. Starting... NOW!

My companions, shot up at the slightest noise that I made. Like I would wake up at any second. I held onto hope that I would though, I needed to wake up.
"The choice is your's. Go on... Decide." A godly voice called out.
"I want to live... I WANT TO WAKE UP!!"
"Good... Lucas Arin, rejoin your friends amongst the living."

My eyes opened. It was bright. Mid afternoon, maybe. Everyone looked exhausted.
"Guys... GUYS! He's awake!" Miles said, awaking from his sleep.
I looked down at my arm, it was bandaged heavily.
"Lucas... I'm... I'm sorry."
"Don't be. I'm fine."
"B-but your arm-"
"It's okay. Life goes on."
Damien was next to wake up.
"Little brother! You're okay. God... I was worried."
"Yeah. I know."
I knew that things would be different with out an arm, but I had an idea. I've always been a handy person, and I have a degree in engineering. What? Treasure hunting wasn't my first choice. But I'm glad I did it.
"Tomorrow, we go to the wreckage of our ship. I need some things." I said. They all nodded, and were silent.

Hey guys! I hope you enjoyed that chapter, if you did, leave a comment. I'll see all you dudes in the next chapter. Papyrus out. NYEH HEH HEH!!!!