MC Island - A Minecraft Story

Chapter 4 - Jet Crash

   "Noah, wake up!" Eric shook Noah.

   "What is it?", Noah asked, half asleep. 

   "We're flying above the Pacific ocean!"

   Noah stood up and looked out of his window, and he saw nothing but crystal water, shimmering in the sunlight. It was pretty.

   "That must have been a big storm," Noah said, smiling.

   "We just got away from it and we are finally heading back to Hawaii," Kevin told him. He was looking out of the window as well, smiling happily. It was time for paradise. Noah looked around, and from the other side of the jet he could see Colt looking sloppy, holding a bottle of liquor in his hand. 

   "Colt have you been drinking?" Noah asked him. 

   "Yeah, and it feels great."

   Colton drank the rest of the alcohol and threw the bottle at the wall. Kevin reacted fast.

   "What the hell Colt? Don't do that!" he screamed. 

   "Don't do what, Kevin? Don't do this?" Colt stumbled over to the cooler and pulled out another bottle and threw it at the wall. It broke open and liquid spilled all over the carpet. 

   "Yes, Colt! Don't do that!" Kevin screamed even louder.

   Colt smiled, then pulled out another bottle of alcohol. He aimed, and threw it directly at Kevin. It hit him on his head and he fell down, unconscious. Several people screamed. 

   "Oh shit," Bryce whispered.

   Colt grabbed another bottle and popped it open and began drinking it while Noah and Bryce ran to Kevin. His head was bloody. Colton stumbled to the front of the plane to the pilot's room and poked Mr. Reign's head. 

   "Get outta here, Colt!" Mr. Reign commanded. Colt didn't listen.

   "What do all those buttons do?" Colton asked in a drunk voice. His face was pale.

   "Get out!" Mr. Reign commanded again. Again, the drunken man didn't listen. 

   Colt was so distracted by the buttons and the controls, that he tilted the bottle and all of the liquor poured out onto a circuit board. Mr. Reign yelled and grabbed Colts arm to stop him, but Colt acted in self-defense and swung the glass bottle across the pilots head, knocking him out and breaking the glass. 

   That was when the jet took an automatic direction downward, warning signals began to go out of control. Tiffany let out a loud shriek. The jet was going straight down. The drunken man walked out of the pilot room and saw everyone screaming. 

   "Everyone get to the back of the jet!" Kevin screamed. 

   The force of the gravity made everyone noxious while they climbed to the back of the jet. Eric closed his eyes and squeezed Noah's hand. By the time everyone had gotten to the back of the jet, it broke into two. The front of the jet flew off somewhere while the back side of the jet continued falling. 

   The air was sucking everyone towards the giant hole, but they held onto any items they could find to keep them from flying out. Noah looked out of the opening and saw land below them. It was an island. Everyone was screaming in chaos, though the sound of the air drowned the screams out. 

   Finally, the jet crashed into a large, high tree, and the entire jet rumbled and sent people flying across the room. Everything fell silent, and the jet was no longer falling. The whole world was spinning.

   Noah heard crying, and layed there, too sick to move. Bryce got up on his knees and threw up. He tried to stand but the jet slipped from the branches of the tree a little bit, and he fell onto his back. 

   "Shit," he said. 

   "Oh god no..." Noah said. "NO! DAMN IT!" Every inch of his body was in pain.

   Chassy and Tiffany were hugging each other and crying. Noah crawled over from behind a table, and he saw that the jet was dangling from the branches of the tree. It had to be fifty feet in the air! 

   "Crap! We're in a tree." Noah yelled. 

   "How are we suppose to get down?" Tiffany whimpered.

   "We will have to climb down," Bryce said. He broke the glass of a window, then crawled out of it and onto a branch. 

   Suddenly, the branch that the jet was hanging on snapped, and it began to bend down, causing the jet to start slowly falling.

   "Hurry! Get out!" Bryce yelled.

   Everyone quickly crawled out of the window, one by one, onto a tree branch. The jet was going down faster, breaking the branches below it. 

   "Hurry!" Chassidy screamed. She kicked another window to break the glass and climbed out of it. By now Kevin was conscious again, and he climbed out of the jet. Noah was the only one left inside. He began climbing out of the window, and then the last branch below the jet collapsed. 

   "Grab my hand!" Tiffany yelled. Noah grabbed Tiffany's hand, and the jet fell all the way to the ground. Tiffany pulled her friend up onto the large branch, and he was safe.

   Nobody could be angrier at Colton, it was all his fault, the horrible drunk. For now, everyone started with caution and climbed down from the tree.