Alex and John had decided they needed a break from New York. They loved it there but they wanted to get out a bit, so they hit up their good friends Hercules, Laf, Eliza, Angelica and Peggy and head down south to Texas for a week. They all agreed and the 7 prepared for the trip. John found a good deal on a hotel and they all pitched in to help pay for plane tickets. The day came and they loaded up the van and drove to the airport. It was busy, but they found their gate, and got on the plane. It was an afternoon flight, so they were going to arrive at around 5, Texas time. John had fallen asleep on Alex's shoulder, and Alex had been counting his freckles when the plane started liftoff, John woke up with a start and Hurcules started to laugh at him. The plane took of with minimal turbulence, it was a calm flight, untill the oxygen bags came down, slight panic but everyone on board got them on fine. John looked out his window. The captain came over the speaker, "ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking, we have lost some hull pressure and are working on getting that fixed, please do not take off your o2 masks until further notice." John relaxed a bit. Alex groaned as his ears popped. A few minutes went by. John looked out his window at the forrest below them. It was lush and green. Then he noticed that the plane was loosing altitude, he hardly had time to think before they were bracing for impact. When the plane crashed nearly everyone on board died. Somehow, the 7 of them survived. They stepped off the plane in shock and fear, and ran for some kind of cover. They had no idea where they were, other than near a mountain in a forest. Alex gripped John's arm tightly, the 7 sat down near a stream. It was night. How would they ever survive?
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Crash
FanfictionAlexander, John, Lafayette, Hercules and the Schyler Sisters are living in new york, heading to Texas when their plane crashes in a dense Forest near a mountain.
