Yo people, I'm JessiE, with this other new fan fic, Endless Days. I'm not
sure how the title sounds, or what it really means, but if you have another
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Endless Days,
Prologue,
By JessiE
Ugh... ehm...
JC opened his eyes, feeling as very
hot and warm as if his skin was burning.
Wait a minute... what happened?
"JC! Are you all right?" Justin
yelled weakly from several yards away from him. He looked pretty awful
with a lot of blood on his shirt. "I see you! JC, can you hear me?"
JC looked at himself and realized he
looked just like Justin, all blood-stained. He looked around. He was still
in the plane which was supposed to fly him and the other members of
'N Sync to another country. But things around him looked way different than
usual. The plane was almost broken in two, making it possible for JC to see
what was outside the plane. The plane was ina truly bad shape, it almost
did not look like a plane anymore. The space inside the plane had become
narrower than before.
JC gazed out through the hole on the
plane from where he was lying and saw some green plants and big, tall trees.
He also saw some smoke and fire.
Wait a minute. What is this? We're
in a... jungle?
"JC! Do you hear me?!" Justin yelled
again in a more weakly tone. JC turned to look at him.
"Justin... what happened?"
"The plane crashed! Don't you remember?"
JC refreshed his memories to recall
what had happened. Then he remembered everything. He and his friends were
playing some games when the plane started going unstable. A while later,
they got a message from the pilot that the plane was having an engine failure.
That was when people started panicking.
But Greg, the co-pilot asked everyone
to remain calm. He said everything would be fine again in a couple of minutes.
But that did not happen. The situation turned even worse than before. That
was when the co-pilot warned everyone that the plane might crash. He tried
to contact for help, but he failed to contact anyone. The pilot, Carl was
still trying to control the situation.
However, the situation never got any
better. After a while, the pilots made an announcement that the plane would
crash. They asked everyone in the plane to take precautions.
And some time later, the plane crashed
down...
"JC! JC! Are you all right?" Justin
asked again, totally making JC stop imagining.
"Oh, yeah, I'm okay... as okay as I'm
alive, that is, not counting the pain I'm having right now."
"At least we're alive right now."
"Yeah... did you notice? I think we're
in a jungle right now by looking through that hole there," JC said as he
pointed out his right forefinger to the hole that almost made the plane totally
broke off in two. It was a big hole. But the plane was still conjoined, even
though it almost broke in two. When JC mentioned about the hole, Justin just
looked out through the hole like JC did.
"I notice. It would've been impossible
not to notice. But right now, I don't wanna worry about that yet. Let's look
for the others."
Right. Of course.
JC looked around again and saw some bodies
lying on the floor, all covered in blood. He approached to one of them weakly,
and identified the person.
"Chris?"
Chris was unconscious. He was bleeding
seriously, just like JC, Justin and the other people in the plane themselves.
JC slapped both of Chris's cheeks slowly, trying to make him conscious again,
but it did not work.
"Justin!" he called out. "I found Chris."
"How is he?"
"He's unconscious... and he's bleeding
very seriously."
Justin did not respond back. He was
too worried to say anything else as a respond.
"Let's keep searching for any other
people who could be alive first, for now," he said at last. Then he began
to look for Joey and Lance and any other survivors.
Justin drew himself nearer to the closest
person he could see, lying on the floor with blood. Just as he approached
him, the guy held up Justin's left shoulder. Then Justin recognized the guy.
He was Lance.
"Justin... help me..." Lance murmured
in pain.
"I will, don't worry. Everything's gonna
be okay."
"With my condition... and by looking
at your condition as well... I doubt everything's gonna be okay..." He took
his hand off Justin's shoulder.
Justin sighed. His worries were becoming
worse. He realized he himself was in a bad condition, although Lance's condition
was worse.
"You stay here." Justin turned around
and continued looking for Joey and the others.
"Justin," JC called after a while. "I
found some of our crew. Andrew, Patrick and Phillip... they're dead. And Gary...
he's moribund."
He felt even worse to know some people
were already dead and some might be dying. But he was thankful that he is
still alive. Although he did not know if he would still be alive for the next
twenty-four hours.
"Hello...? Guys...?" spoke out a voice,
coming not far from Justin. He thought he recognized that voice, but he was
too weak to think.
"Anyone...? Help me please...?" said
a guy who was crawling feebly toward Justin.
"Joey!" Justin exclaimed, happy to see
him and worried to look at his condition at the same time. He moved closer
to Joey. "Are you okay?"
"Does it seem to you that I look okay?"
"Calm down, Joey. None of us are okay
right now, come to think about it. But we're still alive, unlike some who
aren't anymore," JC spoke up, looking at both Joey and Justin. "I've found
three men of our crew who were already dead. Another one man here is dying."
He turned to Gary for a while. Gary was staring at him with hope. JC did not
know what else to do but to stare back at him blankly. Then JC turned back
to look at Joey again. "Right now, I don't know what else to do."
"Yeah, Joey. Chris is unconscious. Lance
is awake, but he's in major pain right now," Justin said. Joey glanced at
him for a while. Then he saw Lance and Chris.
"What do we do now, then?" Joey said after
a while, as he looked at the big hole on the plane. "Wait a minute. We're
in a... jungle, is it?"
"Yes, we are. But we'll think 'bout that
later," said Justin. "Now, we have to keep looking for anyone who could still
be alive right now, in this plane."
"Fine, I'll check at the cockpit right
now." Joey continued crawling again toward the cockpit as he felt too weak
to stand up. When he reached the door to go to the cockpit, he opened it slowly,
just to see dead, blood-stained bodies of the pilots. The main front window
of the plane was crashed and broken.
After a moment, he decided to return
back to where he found JC, Justin, Lance, Chris and the others.
"Joey, I found some more several people
of our World Tour crew who were dead. I also found another two guys who are
in a moribund condition. That makes some lot of dead people and three moribund
guys... that's it now. Most of the people who went aboard on this plane are
dead. JC and I had checked the whole plane. We're sure there's nobody left
whom we haven't checked. You? How are the pilots?" Justin said when he saw
Joey.
"They're dead."
JC let out a big sigh. "I can't believe
this. Most of the people who went on this plane are dead now..."
"I can't believe it as well."
"The situation is becoming worse than
ever!" Justin said. "Now what?"
"Right now we gotta try to think of something
else to go on with our lives. And I don't think we should stay in this plane,"
said Joey.
JC moved toward the big hole on the plane.
He could even get out of the plane by going through the hole as it was big
enough for a person to go through. In fact, more than one person could go
through at one time. He also saw some big, tall trees around which were already
knocked down by the plane and caught on fire. He also noticed that left wing
of the plane was gone. The wing was broken when the plane crashed, but the
wing itself was nowhere to be seen.
"Maybe we should stay in here," he said
as he turned back to face Justin and Joey.
"Why should we?" Joey asked.
"It can be dangerous out there. There
are loads of wild animals in a jungle, you know."
"But this plane is crushed! I'm not a
plane specialist, but who knows, this plane might even blow up anytime soon!"
"I'm not a plane specialist either, but
it totally isn't a good idea to get out of this plane!"
"Okay, so you're scared of wild animals.
But what makes you think it's gonna be safe staying in here? The hole is
big enough for any wild animals to come in!"
"Oh, shut up! Now you're arguing, even
after all this? The situation is becoming to the worst now. Three guys are
dying. Most of the others are already dead. Chris is unconscious. Lance is
in major injuries, he couldn't even get up. We all in major injuries as well,
although we can still get up. But can't you pick a better time to fight?!"
Justin said.
JC placed both of his hands on his waist.
"Fine, Justin. But what do you suggest us to do now?"
"I don't know. But what can we do if
we get out there anyway? Maybe we should stay in here. I know there's almost
nothing left for us in here anymore, but going out there might as well make
things worse for us. I don't know what we'll get by going out there. What
do we get by going out there, anyway, Joey?"
"Come on, guys, don't fight..." Lance
muttered with a low voice. Justin, JC and Joey all glanced at him and then
they gazed at each other.
"Let's stay in here. I don't care if
you wanna go out, but this is where I wanna stay. At least, for the timebeing,"
JC stated.
"But I don't know what can be good out there, Joey."
Joey breathed out a sigh. "I just thought
it might not be too good if we stay in here. But on second thought, I'll
stay in here."
"Okay, solved then." JC sat back with
the guys who were in a moribund condition. He looked at Gary who were just
lying next to him. He realized there was something wrong with Gary. He noticed
Gary was closing his eyes and he did not seem like he was even breathing.
He checked to know whether he was still breathing or not, and the result
was bad.
"Hey guys..." he said as he gazed up
at Justin and Joey. "I think Gary's dead..."
"What?" Justin came to check for himself.
He came over to check for himself, and he was awfully sad to know that Gary
was not breathing anymore. He sighed. "Eight people down to seven."
Joey stared down at his feet
for a while before he spoke again. "I hope Gary and the others will rest
in peace..."
JC checked the other two moribund
guys, George and Frank to make sure they were still alive. And he was relieved
to know they still were. For now.
This is the worst thing that
had ever happened to us. Will things ever get worse? I'm not even sure what
else we'd do after this, JC thought.
Oh God, help us...