Septic~Father (A Sequel to "Septic~Crush" and "Septic~Lover")

Chapter 7. Crash

Next thing I knew, my arms were wrapped around Mark and Jack's necks, and they were carrying me through the woods.
"Am I in heaven?" I asked.
"No." Said Jack.
"Then where are we?" I looked around.
"We landed right on the edge of Europe." Mark said, hoisting my arms over his shoulder more with a grunt.
"Is anyone else alive?" I asked.
"Ethan and Tyler are, and about two others, Aspen and Logen." Mark pointed to a girl with short, blonde hair, saved on the side, and an eyebrow piercing.
He then pointed to a guy with long, green hair, also shaved on the side.
I removed my arms from Mark and Jack's grasp, and stood in front of them.
"Guys, it's getting dark, and we need to rest." I said.
Logen looked at the sky.
"She's right. We should get rest." He said.
We all looked at him.
"Right. We need energy." Said Aspen, going to gather sticks.
"Mark," I said, snapping my fingers and pointing to him.
"Yes?" He asked.
"Do you have your glasses?" I asked.
"No. I'm wearing contacts." He said.
"Jack?" I turned my glance to Jack.
"I think." He dug through his backpack.
He soon pulled out his glasses and gave them to me.
"What do ya need em' for?" He asked.
"When Aspen gathers all the sticks, I will use the sun to get the light to the sticks." I said.
Mark, Jack, Ethan, and Tyler just stared at me.
"Wow." Said Tyler.
Mark soon found out that the airport security wasn't being very careful, and he got through with a hatchet.
"Okay, cut down some trees." I said to Mark.
"I have tons of string in my pocket for some reason, so go find some long sticks and make a fishing pole." I said to Jack, Ethan, and Tyler.
They ran off.
I had a gun in my pocket.
Fucking airport security.
I decided that I could go back to the crash and pop open some suitcases.
"Jack!" I yelled.
"Ye?" He asked.
"Imma go pop open some suitcases, I'll be right back." I called.
"m'kay, be safe." He yelled back.
"Hey, Y/N, could I go with you?" Logen asked me.
"Sure." I shrugged.
***
We walked for a while before speaking.
"Logen, did you see Chantelle's body?" I asked, looking at him.
"Yeah, why?" He fumbled with his gun.
"Because I just wanted to know if she was really dead." I said.
"Oh." He said.
"Do you have a hair tie?" He asked.
I laughed. "Yeah." I handed one to him.
He quickly tied his hair into a bun.
"How old are you?" I asked.
"Eighteen." He said.
"Is Aspen the same age?" I asked.
"Yep." He answered.
We arrived at the plane, and started to pop open some suitcases.
After a while, I asked Logen, "Do you wanna look at some dead bodies?"
"Sounds gross, but hell yeah." He said.
We walked into the plane, and saw people impaled.
It was really gross.
"I wanna see Chantelle's body!" I said, running to the cockpit.
"Why?" He asked.
"Because she's a cyborg, and it's gonna look fucking AWESOME if I see wires and blood!' I said, shooting the door handle to the cockpit.
I was smiling, but once the door opened, my smile faded.
Chantelle's body was gone.