Chapter 3- Arrival

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I woke up to a sound that I was used to when Peggy was around. 

"WEEEEEEEE WEJoWHEOHWOEHFIH GBKJHJgkthaklhjbkmaHSUGH<J DRSKWHGHDSEGJKVNDnkvbsdjbhkMKJEHJKGEBN<MFkdbrehnK2JNEK" Only this time she was shouting

"MAYDAYMAYDAYMDAYDAYMAYDAYMAYDAY!!"

Wait, mayday? I opened my eyes, now fully awake and I looked around, I saw everyone asleep. I quickly grabbed onto a handle overhead for balance.

"Where are the jet packs- I mean parachutes?!" I called, hoping that I could wake up the others while getting the information I needed. I saw in the corner of my eye Eliza yawning. I wonder how they stayed asleep while Peggy was yelling "MAYDAYYYYMAYDAAAAAAAAY!" at the top of her lungs. 

"WHERE ARE THE PARACHUTES?!" I called again, Peggy turned to me and stopped yelling, an alerted look consuming her and some bags under her eyes. We were losing altitude fast now, I lost my grip of a handle I was holding and fell to the back of the helicopter, the loud BANG of my skull hitting (neon yellow) metal waking people up.

 "What is happening?!" Angelica yelled into her microphone (it was attached to her headphones)

"PARASHITES? WHAT ARE PARASHITES?" Peggy called.

"PARACHUTES!!" We all screamed at Peggy, except Maria, who was coming to the back of the helicopter.

"OVER HERE!" Maria shouted, but she sounded like she was talking normally since the helicopter is so loud.

We all looked at Maria as she used a drill to cut the neon yellow metal, behind it was..... OMG, you'll never guess



















Neon yellow parachutes, and guess what color the drill is





















neon yellow






We all grabbed a parachute, there was one left extra, not that it mattered, I grabbed the extra parachute, just in case one tore. 

I set up my parachute and looked at the others, they all got their's ready, we just needed to land in the right spot on the misty island that was, not directly below us but really close. 

I didn't care if I was first to jump, but no one was going, I was a daredevil. I smirked and jumped off, I was wearing goggles so my eyes were not tearing up.

"WOOOOOOOO!" I screamed happily, even though we might die, this was very fun, why be sad and scared, like me in 7th grade instead of me now, brave and a daredevil, always with a smirk on my face. It was my gap year, I was taking a break from school, a year off then next year I would go to college to study art and more about how animals act and how I can help the birds stay aliveeeee.

I tried to aim for the island, I skydived before, on my 14- no, 15 birthday. (Now I never skydived but I really want to, so I do not know the experience and how it works and I know the ages are wrong) I leaned my body forward and moved closer to the island below me, I think I would land in the middle of the island.

"AHHHH!" I heard Herc shout, like when he got a Baby Yoda (Groguu/Grogoo/IDK how to spell) for Christmas. I smirked and let my parachute come out of my backpack... Parachute thing...? It was neon yellow, if you needed to know. I flung about a foot higher into the sky by the momentum, gradually going closer to the island covered in mist. Now I was hitting tips of spruce trees that were higher up on the island, I think the trees were on a mountain. 

My smirk grew as I cut my parachute from the backpack by cutting it with my pocket knife, ready for the fall. I started to hit some branches, I moved my hands to keep branches out of my face and still protect the other parachute. The branches of the spruce trees got stronger but still weak since its spruce trees and they have really weak branches. I moved my legs, arms, and head into certain positions, moved in a certain way and successfully did a backflip, the first time too, at least high in the air.

I closed my eyes to blink, and when they opened, a pain struck my head and my eyes closed tight from pain, I bit my lip and crashed into the ground, everything going dark and my body limp as I rolled down a hill, tiny sticks and needles digging into my skin, later to splash into a lake and sink into an icy cold darkness.


(A/n) What will happen? Pretty obvious but who cares.... Have a good day, whoever is for some reason reading this.

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