Forgotten Island The Hero's Prophecy

Chapter 1 S.O.S.

My original plan was to hijack the plane and fly off with my foster parent's money but apparently somebody else got to it first. They got what they could of the money I had stowed away on the plane and leaped out of the plane with parachutes. I only had time to get to the cockpit before the plane crashed.

I was going through so many emotions while I was crying and fighting my way to gain control of the plane. Shortly after I grabbed the wheel, we crashed into the water. It's the next day, I wake up and feel like crap. I wish I was sleeping in my bed, but I guess it will have to wait until tomorrow. I can't wait until I find some people. Wait! Yesterday, there were tracks right over there. I get so paranoid sometimes. Dammit, help me. I feel like I'm being watched right now. Jesus! It's a tribe. There is so much wrong with this. Why, why can't it be one of those islands with a resort or a town on it. I look over my shoulder and see that they are still behind me. They have one of those dart stick things. I keep thinking they are going to kill me with poison darts. Thank God! It's some of the passengers from the plane. I yell at them; they see me. The passengers see why I am running, so they scare the tribe off with a flare gun from the plane. The tribe started to run the other way. "I am so happy to see you guys!"

"Us too!" they replied.

"Where are we?" They didn't know either, except for the copilot of the airplane.

He said, "There is no island even close or near the middle of the Atlantic Ocean."

"So, you're telling me we are on a mysterious island or something!"

He replied, "Well yeah. Exactly!" Then the guy next to me started to freak out and frighten the rest of the passengers.

He kept screaming and saying "This is stupid! We're all going to die on this God forsaken island!"

I then had enough of this guys screaming, so I flipped out and yelled, "This is all your fault! If you would have taken control of the plane instead of sitting there talking to yourself we might be at the Florida Airport safe and sound. It's really sad how a child, me, had to get up and do something, but when I grabbed the wheel we crashed. I was too late, because I was in the second seat, in the third row, so yeah! So just shut up and help the passengers like your suppose to!" A woman then interrupted our argument saying, "It's starting to get dark out. We should figure this all out tomorrow." After everyone realized it was getting dark out, they decided to go out and look for supplies, while the younger people went out to look for wood. One group came back with a first aid kit. A few others and I came back with some branches to start a fire. The third group brought back some bags of food and water from the airplane. They sat down and started to pass food and water to people. There was a little bit of food and a couple of water bottles left. After we ate and talked about people looking for us, we all went to sleep. I decided to watch the fire to make sure it didn't go out. I was sitting next to the fire and a girl got up and sat next to me.

I replied, "Luke."

She said, "My name is Katie. Do you see the monster at night? It has eyes that glare and wants us dead." I thought to myself, at school I usually call it the evil glare or evil eye.

The next day we went along the shore collecting bits and pieces of what was left of the plane to use to make nets and shelters and stuff for burning and to signal help. We did this all day and then we slept until I was awakened to screams and fire everywhere. I tried to figure out what was going on, but everyone couldn't stop panicking and screaming long enough to tell me. Then I tripped over a coconut and hit my head on a rock. I tried to get up, but I felt too dizzy and then I just passed out.

The next morning I woke up and found the ashes of what was left of the shelters and the whole camp. I didn't see the others, but I saw a body lying next to me. At first I thought she was dead, but she was crying softly, like she had cried the whole night. This island is very strange. Something very strange is going down on the island. They spoke a language that I've never heard before. Maybe this is the mysterious island and these people are the lost tribes. This is amazing! This is just amazing. I could buy stuff and find my family with that money, instead of stealing it from my foster parents just to get my next meal. I asked her, "Where is everyone?"