A sleek, black object flew through the skies. Cutting through the clouds of Serakin like nothing of this world. In Serakin, at least.
A Black, Nexis Chopper was headed towards one of the largest Jungles in Serakin to rendezvous with two comrades. A small squad was in the chopper. There was the leader, Marcus Flint, Kale Williams, Sam Ross and the youngest of the group, Kara Crawford. The four, accompanied by their pilot, were preparing to land. The chopper was big, to say the least. Around the size of a small Plane. It flew majestically through the air, until something hit it.
Some form of Serakin Magic, Air, had slammed the side of the Helicopter. It spun around, and in a quick moment, the Tail fired off. Kara looked out the window, and instantly wished she hadn't. The back was on fire. "No luck, Soldiers. It was an honour working with you." The pilot grunted, looking back. The cockpit seemingly disappeared, and it plummeted to the Jungle.
One by one, the team leaped out. Kara couldn't do it. She was too hesitant. The Chopper crashed into two very large trees, and launched her out onto the floor below.
An hour or two passed, and she woke up. She struggled to her feet, and Kara looked up at the Chopper. She sighed and kicked the tree in anger - Which followed by the Helicopter coming loose. She turned, and ran. Her feet were slamming against the Jungle floor, her expression one of fear. She ran to a cliff edge, which overlooked a great waterfall, and then the beautiful cities of Serakin. She turned quickly, to check on the helicopter - And that was one of her last mistakes. 5000 Kilograms of pure metal rushed towards her. Instinctively, she leaped into it, and as it fell off the cliff, she was thrown with it. Her last chance at survival would be to get out. With all her strength, she forced herself out of the hunk of metal, and plummeted into the caves and rivers below.
More hours passed, and she tumbled off rocks, through streams, and eventually into a small pit. She landed with a thump, and a scream of agony forced itself out of her lips. A rib, A very sharp bone, impaled itself in her thigh. She lay there in pain for a few moments, pondering what to do. She grabbed the tip of it, and ripped it out - More blood pouring from that spot. In the commotion, her helmet fell off, and tumbled down through the cliff. She ripped some of her coat off, and used it to bandage her wound. Her face was scratched, and battered from the fall down. Kara slowly unclipped her radio, and pressed the button on it to speak.
"This is Kara Mai Crawford of the Heli-Command squad: Leviathan Endurance. Our transport has crashed, and we're stranded in Serakin. I... - We need food.. And medical supplies. I'm stranded at some weird cliff. Please, If anyone is there, Help!"