Amabel Kosher's Story

The only reason Amabel was on this flight at such a horrible time was because her agent had said one of her biggest clients wanted her in as soon as possible. Surprisingly a lot of people had cancelled their flight and she got to have a really nice seat at an affordable price. Her hands seemed to have moved by themselves as she booked her flight. It was a short notice and she would only be able to back a few things, but her agent reassured her that she would have everything she needed at the hotel.

Now she wish she hadn’t got on the flight. It seemed everything that looked good on the outside was rotten on the inside. Amabel already knew about the story and was already mentally prepared for the bumpiness of the flight. What she wasn’t prepared for was to see some kind of creature on the wing of the airplane. Taking deep slow breaths, she faced forwards and tried to focus on the back of a man’s head in front of her and the voice of the piolet. The lady next to her patted her hand and was trying to sooth Amabel when she also notice the thing on the wing.

Amabel looked at the woman’s shocked face and realize what she saw wasn’t one of the ‘things’ her mind seem to make up. The lady reached up and slammed her finger multiple times to call the hostess, by this time it a few more people started to panic and scream. Some people got up and started yelling at other hostess while others started praying. Amabel just sat there in shock, staring in front of her before slowly looking out the window again. It was tearing the wing up, trying to destroy it or that is what she seemed to be seeing. The only light outside was the lightening that randomly flashed.

A loud thunder came, but she realize it wasn’t thunder that made that sound. The engine exploded and everyone froze. People standing clung to each other, before falling over from the jerk of the other engine exploded. She kept staring out the window as the plane headed for land. Amabel had undone her seatbelt and hunched over the seat now empty seat, sliding in, and opening the emergency exit without thinking. The door flew open and one of the slides flapped out. Amabel watched in horror as the plane was nearing the surface. She felt something on her back and she flew out the plane, screaming, and flailing. Her body had hit something hard before blacking out.

A few miles away from the plane crash, a man drove on his motorcycle with a police siren attached to it. This man was however not an official officer, he was a man called Spaniard. His job was to patrol the universe and preserve the peace, he also made it his role to help those in need and today was no different. Once he spotted the form of the plane about to crash he was already roaring past traffic with expert precision. He weaved past cars, he drove through each stoplight before any could turn red and he made sure to keep track of his location.

As Spaniard got closer to the crash site, he could see the clouds of black smoke rising in the air. He was hoping that there was not that many casualties but judging by the crash it was hard not to think about how many people could have died. Of course some thoughts raced in his mind, what caused the crash? Was it a pilot error? Malfunction? Whatever the case it was he was going to arrive on scene and tend to any wounded he found.

Once Spaniard arrived on the scene, he saw the entire wreckage of the plane, fire spreading around, wreckage and belongings scattered everywhere, and of course some of the passengers. Some were dead, some seemed to be alive and breathing. He soon shut off his bike and siren before getting off his bike and readjusted his black sunglasses. "Everyone, if you can still walk please get away from the crash site. Gather your belongings and your loved ones then get a fair distance away from the crash site. The plane might explode so I recommend you all to hurry. I will see to the people who are more wounded but for now please follow my instructions." He called out to anyone that could hear him before searching around the wreckage. Most of the people were fine, some coming from inside the wreckage. They had told him that the pilots were dead and many passengers near the front were dead. He knew that searching inside would be a waste of time but for now he had to make sure everyone could walk on their feet.

Looking around Spaniard noticed a woman unconscious on the ground, she did not look severely injured maybe a couple of bruises at most but it looked like she had hit her head on the ground. Carefully examining her it was clear that she was knocked unconscious. Taking out some medical equipment he cleaned the head wound and placed a dressing on it before he pulled out a bottle of water and slowly poured cold water on her face to wake her up. "Time to wake up miss, There are other people to treat so I have to get you moving."

Amabel shot up, holding her head. It was bounding. "Aw, the hell!" She cupped her head, but heard the voice. She turned around to see a man with a handlebar mustache. "Uh, thanks." She said or more like whispered. Her head was pounding. She looked back at the wreckage and gasped. The plane was one thing, but the dead bodies is what got to her. She saw the lady who sat next to her lying on the ground in a non-human position. Her body twisted and cut open.

She stumbled up, looking for survivors. She saw a hostess moaning and well alive. "I...I am going to help." She said to the man who woke her up. She thanked him one more time and stumbled towards the hostess.

When the woman shot up, Spaniard nearly jumped in surprise. Its not often to see someone who had been unconscious after hitting their head on the ground to have the energy to get up like nothing happened. He smiled as the woman thanked him but when the woman decided to help he just nodded in approval. "If you wish, I wont stop you from helping the injured but just be warned that the plane will likely explode within the hour with the whole fuel to fire thing." Spaniard spoke as he stood back up and wandered over to a man who had a deep gash on his leg and began to clean the wound, stitch it closed and dress it.

The heat from the crash was almost unbearable as she reached to where the hostess was. Her eyes locked on to the mustache man for a second before slowly helping the hostess stand. It was obvious her her arm was broken, the way it twisted in a sick manner. Amabel held back a gag as she got the lady to a safe distance. For some odd reason she hurried to the mustache man, "anything else I can do?" She asked. She was an obvious mess, but she had to do something or else she would be anxiety stricken and make a horrible problem worse.

Spaniard heard approaching footsteps and as he finished fixing the mans leg, he turned around to see the woman asking if there was anything else she could do. "Well there should be more wounded around, so go and check if there are still more people that needs help. If not then our job is done and we should get back a safe enough distance." He spoke before standing up and looking around for any more people that required medical attention but by the looks of things there may be just a couple people left that needed help.

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Amabel had no idea why she decided to go into a random place and then hide in the store room, but she did so. I guess she wasn't the only one though, for a girl with blonde hair was in there with her. "Uhm, nice weather huh?" She said with an awkward smile.

Amabel Kosher had no idea why she decided to go into a random place and then hide in the store room, but she did so. I guess she wasn't the only one though, for a girl with blonde hair was in there with her. "Uhm, nice weather huh?" She said with an awkward smile.

Briana Rose O'Malley looked around, she had no idea as to how her exploring got her into a storeroom for a bar in another world. 'I guess this is what being abducted, dropped off and exploring by yourself gets you into' she thought and saw a purple haired girl that spoke to her. "H-Huh?! Yeah! Sure.." She
had quietly panicked, smiling awkwardly. 'Is she an alien? Hell, maybe I am!' Her thoughts raced, but she just smiled and waited for a response.

Amabel Kosher stared at the girl for a moment. She honestly didn't know what to say. It wasn't like this was a normal thing people did on a daily. "Uhm... so I am Amabel. I have no idea why I am here." She said, lifting her hand up to shake the other girl's hand.

Briana Rose O'Malley looked around again, her thoughts would not slow down no matter how much she would calm herself down. 'She's an alien. I seriously think she is...' She thought, nodding at the female as she talked. "I-I'm Briana..." She shook Amabel's hand, a little confused. 'She's... normal?'

Amabel Kosher looked down at their hands. Briana's hand was cold. A moment later she let her hand fall down to the side. "So I am going to be real here. I am here looking for this orb thing. It has lead me here and I have no where else to go. Are you for the same thing or...honestly I don't know why you are in here with me." She spoke, laughing at the end awkwardly. She didn't want the girl to think she was weird, but she also had no idea who or what this girl was. From the outside she seemed normal.

Briana Rose O'Malley sighed, her hand felt very cold next to Amabel's. She held her hands together behind her back and she swished around a little as her hair flowed with her movements. "Being honest, I was abducted... I have no idea where I am. I lost my entire family, so I was dropped off and I've been exploring. But, I can help!" She smiled as she held her tears back. She was sad about the loss of her family, but she knew she'd grow over it.

Amabel Kosher blinked and tried hard not to laugh. She was abducted? That laugh that grew in her throat died down when she heard the girl had no family. Looking around, noticing that there were food items they could eat she smiled. "Sure, having company would make the journey all that much better." She said, reaching to grab a couple bag of chips and water bottles. She handed one of each to the girl and sat on the ground. "Not much to do now, I have to figure out where to go from here. Something about 'board'." She said, opening the bag of chips.

Briana Rose O'Malley looked at her funny. All she could recognize is a tiny giggle. 'Maybe the abduction is funny. Oh well, she's my first acquaintance here and I can't lose her.' She noticed the food and had slowly reached out before Amabel got to it first, handing her some. "Thank you." She smiled and sat next to her, opening the water bottle. 'I'll go with you, then."

Amabel Kosher smiled to the response of the thank you. She ate her chips and drank her water at a fast pace while looking around the room. She let the girl finish her stuff while she searched the room a bit more.

Briana Rose O'Malley came through the passage way, a little out of breath. "Hey! You shouldn't run off like that, Amabel!" She sighed as she caught her breath. "Good thing I kept some water." She sipped a little and felt the coolness of it in her throat. 'She isn't an alien, at least she acts normal.' "Why are we here?"

Amabel Kosher looked back, "ah haa sorry! Didn't mean to just wander like that. Been alone for a while now and just kind of a habit now. Again sorry. Just, uhm... I guess keep an eye on me? Or like hold on to the end of my shirt if you are scared." She said, smiling before looking around. The place was dark and dusty. It smelled like mold and old people houses.