Description
Name: Lisa Fenric
Nickname (If any): Ace
Age: 17
Sex: female
Picture Appearance:
Written Appearance: blond haired and brown eyed Lisa doesn’t make any effort at making herself look good such as grooming nails or lipstick; she feels that those things get in the way. She is attractive but her personality is what gets peoples attention. Lisa's hair style is very basic and short and her clothing seems more like a jump suit then anything. Lisa wares a Thor's hammer necklace and makes use of sun glasses on occasion. She prefers using her walking shoes and has a dark water tight digital watch and wares it on her right arm.
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Personality
Personality: Lisa grew up with four brothers and as a result she behaves a bit like a tomboy. Lisa likes out door activities and has worked hard to match her brother's in the many games they used to play such as football and basketball. She doesn’t like sitting around in one place and she is very hyper active and daring. Because of these traits Lisa can be very aggressive and bossy especially when she is confined to one place. Socially Lisa is very loyal, friendly and supportive to her friends however she relies heavily on first impressions when dealing with new people and once she has made her mind up about some one its very hard to convince her otherwise. Lisa's stubbornness and instinct for rash action can really piss people off but her close friends appreciate what she has to offer and know that a good joke will normally calm her down.
Lisa finds great calmness when exploring nature; her hyper active tendencies seem to doze off while she is among flowers trees and animals. In a way this is Lisa's hidden and suppressed girly side; Lisa loves to walk among nature at night when every one is sleeping and lets out whatever emotions she has in herself during that time and allows herself to be herself instead of who she likes to be. Lisa gets very anger if any one interrupts her or even sees her while she is in this state and may later really bully and attack such a person, especially if he talks about it. While other people are present and Lisa is in an environment that would normally cause her to enter this State Lisa still loses her hyper activity but also becomes strangely anti social and distant; almost as if she is day dreaming. Since situations in the latter case occur normally in the day Lisa will usually sit down and draw whatever landscape, flower, tree or animal that is attracting her attention. Lisa also keeps a diary and writes in it most of what goes on in her day, however because she grew up with 4 curios and daring brothers Lisa has learned to write all she wants to keep secret in a kind of military flash code. The reason why she started writing a diary was originally as an attempt at self discipline but she has since then made use of it as a means of reflection and getting rid of whatever is bugging her. Lisa used to smoke about a year ago but she has quite it, Lisa however carries that last pack she didn't smoke and the lighter in order to test her own resolve, Lisa may also play with the lighter from time to time but she never uses it.
Likes: outdoor activity, sports, rock, Vikings, racing cars, science fiction, drawing, swimming, diving, battleships, gambling, poker, the sea, exploring and nature.
Dislikes: parties, cowards, indoors, questions, problems, people she considers boring, school, tests, anything that is slow paced and fish
Equipment
Equipment: in side Lisa's backpack and many pockets there are:
Drawing paper, notebook a large diary, pens and pencils, a few rubbers, a pencil sharpener, football (soccer!) magazines, mp3, sun glasses, digital watch, a small towel, a SF novel, lucky coin, a swimming suit and one set of secondary cloths, a few socks, tooth brush and paste, chewing gum, water bottle, chocolate bars, a deck of cards, cigarette pack and a lighter, a variety of light snacks and a news paper.
Lisa has a variety of things inside her main bag but since it was in the planes cargos hold she will probably be unable to get it back.
History
History: Lisa had and still has a fairly good life; her parents are however rather busy and only Lisa's father spends regular time with her and her brothers as her mother is very busy in her work. Lisa and her brothers are tightly bonded but when they were younger her brothers used to play nasty tricks on her and over time she began to strike back. Once Lisa proved to be their equal they became good friends. Lisa and her brothers like to go on adventures and play together. When Lisa was younger she used to think that any one who wasn't as tough as her brothers was useless and a waste of time, she used to bully and tease those she saw as such. Lisa had a time when she was very rebellious and did all kinds of extreme things, after ending up with fines to pay, concerned parents and a course at self discipline Lisa pulled herself together.
Lisa's parents chose to send Lisa to the trip because of their continued concerns for her; ever since the last of her older brothers left home and began making a life for himself Lisa hasn't really been able to fill in that gap for the past year. Also the growing maturity of herself and her friends has left her very confused about her life. Lisa's parents decided Lisa should have some time away from home to sort things out for herself and maybe find new friends to replace those she lost even compensate for her brothers. Lisa didn't argue about going, she also wanted it but didn't know it until she was offered it.
So begins...
Kayden let out an annoyed with as his little sister kept on pulling at his shaggy black hair. "You need to cut you hair." She teased, sticking her tongue out. Kayden snapped his head back to face her as the car stopped in front of the airport. "Careful sis, or I might just have to rip out your tongue and shove it up your-" "Kayden!" His mother exclaimed before he could finish.
As he turned back around he caught a glimpse of his sister sticking her tongue back out. "Ugh, see you later." He exasperated. "By honey, have a good trip!" She said, grinning ear to ear. "I call shot gun." Mandy exclaimed and jumped up front.
"Yeah, I'll miss you guys too." He murmured sarcaatically and grabbed his back pack from the trunk. Not owning a suitcase he walked into the airport. Sticking his middle finger at his sister as they drove off so his couldn't see. She returned the favor. Yep. Family love.
He set the bag into the carrier and walked through. It beeped as he forgot to take out his lip piercing. After the little check in he reput in his lip piercing.
He looked at his ticket and made his way to the other kids from his class. Taking a seat.
Connor walked down the crowded hall of the airport. As usual, his face was buried in a videogame. He was getting many annoyed looks from passerbys as he bumbed though the thick crowd of people. He looked up from the game for a second. He realized that he had no idea where he was going. He turned towards a map of the airport on the wall. He was looking for terminal C. He finally found it on the map. It was on the other side of the airport.
Connor knew that he was going to not make it to the flight in time if he was just casually walking. He put his Gameboy in his pocket and started running. As he started to see everyone in the waiting area, he breathed a sigh of relief. As he ran to the center of the group of is classmates he jumped up into the air and yelled "Checkpoint!". He then immediately collapsed into a chair, tired from the full sprint. He looked around at everyone. They where all staring at him. He looked at Lloyd and Roxanne,both siting to his right,who both were blushing at his embarrassing checkpoint comment.
Connor shrugged. He was used to embarrassment. He took out his Gameboy and continued playing. Then he realized he was missing something. He forgot his luggage. "Hey, does anyone want to help me get my baggage from the other side of the airport?" he asked. "Ladies? Any of you of you want to be my companion cube?" Lisa got up and punched him in the arm. He let out a squeal. His arm was still sore from the last time she had hit him. "Please, anyone?!?" Connor said in desparation.
Connor ran as fast as he could. He knew the plain was probably already boarding. Lisa was slowly falling behind as Connor weaves his way though the crowd of people. Then he finally made it to the exact spot he was standing when he realized that he was on the wrong side of the airport. Lisa finally caught up to him. Lisa yelled to him. Connor didn't hear her. He was focused on the guy who was holding his baggage. "Excuse me sir," Connor said in a polite tone," but I believe you have my bags,". The man shook his head. "I bought these bags with my own money,". Connor was in disbelief. "Are you kidding me? Those bags have my name on them!" The man looked down onto the bags that read Connor Mayfeild on the side.
"Listen kid, I don't know what you're trying to pull here. These are my bags," the man said. Connor was about to explode with anger. "Sir, you still can walk away from this unhurt," Connor said. "Is that a threat?" the man said. " Connor inched closer to the man. "I'm giving you one more warning. Do not come between me and my video games!" Connor said angrily. "Listen you little freaking psychopa-" the man began to say."Connor Used Pound!" Connor said as he ran forward. He delivered a huge sucker punch to the man's stomach. Connor turned his heels and began to run. This was after he grabbed his bags,of course.
The man sat there with his breath knocked out. By this time many bystanders were rushing to tend to the man. Connor turned back towards Lisa. "Come on!" he yelled to her. They both took off towards the plane. Everyone in the crowd was too concerned about the man to pursue them. Connor turned a corner to see terminal C. Everyone was boarding the plane. Just in time. He thought.
"Jesus Connor, were did that come from?" exclaimed Lisa as Connor hit the man. Lisa's first reaction was to gaze at the luggage after regaining her focus; these were Connors bags all right.
He was lucky there was such a large crowd and that all the drama had finished within a few moments, Lisa didn't think any one saw her or at least paid her any attention so she sneaked by the crowed and grabbed one of the bags.
Connor however was not as lucky, dozens of people gazed at him and it was only a matter of time before he would get into real trouble and his trouble would also be trouble for the group and Lisa could not allow that to happen.
Lisa quickly sneaked behind one of the Cola machines and screamed as loudly as she could; it wasn't hard and Lisa could hardly even tell that it was her own voice.
All the sightseers turned in the direction of the scream as Lisa crawled by a line of empty chairs of a closed down waiting room.
All those years of hide and seek with her brothers were proving themselves as Lisa escaped back to their own area, she hoped that they would be boarding the plane soon.
Lisa walked back towards the groups meeting area, on the way she saw Connor had made it and rushed towards him. Lisa opened her bag and took out a folding cowboy hat; she also took out her second Jacket and tossed both at him.
"Ware these, most people can only identify a stranger's hair style and color along with the color and type of his shirt so you should be in the clear with those, trust me I know what I am talking about."
As they both neared the group area Lisa punched Connors shoulder and said in a very quite but threatening tone "DON'T do that again"
Lisa was glad to board the plane, if Connor was found and condemned for violence in the airport it would only cause problems for the group which could easily delay them and even cancel the trip.
However the boarding went on without a hitch and whatever airport security was doing they were not bothering with a lookdown or a search, at least not yet and by the time they would start the plane would be a few thousand feet in the air.
Lisa discovered her seat was near by to Chrissa's seat and a few others of the class, in fact none of them were sitting far away from each other because of the planes small size.
As she sat down Lisa chose not to put her backpack in the compartment above her seat, Lisa liked to have her stuff at hands reach and most of what was in the traveling bag was stuff to help pass the journey anyway.
Lisa didn't fly often but she didn't feel sick from take off as others did; a chewing gum was all she needed for it and the take off itself was a fun experience as it was only her third so far.
After the initial few minutes after the takeoff the mentality of the journey was quickly felt among the passengers as most decided to call it a night and others took out a book or chatted.
Lisa decided it was as good a time as any to find out what her brothers had bet on this time after getting bored with reading and dozing a few times.
She opened the envelope and saw a familiar drawing she had made years ago and realized the nature of the bet. Lisa was angry at the reminder of what was then the worst period of her life and squashed the drawing with her right hands as her eyes burned with rage.
Lisa vowed to herself loudly "I am so going to kill them when I get back…"
Lisa overcame her anger by chewing a number of chewing gums, she knew her brothers meant it as a tease but they should have known better. A few years ago Lisa had hell with them for the drawing and Lisa never forgot it; was it all one big tease for them?
Lisa wanted to be distracted and the storm was just the thing for it, Lisa also saw "Chrissa's nervous reaction to it and Lisa decided to intervene.
"Hay Chrissa, are you all right? Don't worry about it; if the storm is really that bad the pilots will go around it". –Hopefully- Lisa added to herself silently, her brothers who were all aviation freaks always told her once that the majority of aircraft accidents were because of pilot error usually generated out of the tight schedule they were on but Lisa hoped that this wasn't the case.
"It sure is a hell of a storm and this is only the outlining gales of the storm and not actually the storm itself…" Lisa stopped herself; the plane was not changing course and the storm started to rock the plane, why was the plane going deeper into the storm? Lisa could not see much from the window but she could see the lightning growing ever closer and stronger as the minutes ticked by. Lisa had a bad feeling about this and she could not conceal it and was left deathly silent. The journey was taking a wrong turn and Lisa could feel it and this made her afraid. However she still smiled at Chrissa and offered her some chewing gum.
"It's going to be a rocky ride, I personally can't stand that sort of thing and chewing gum really helps with it: want any?"
Lisa turned away; fear was a contagious thing and she didn't want to let it spread. Fear was no problem, it keeps you on your toes but letting fear rule you was the mistake. Lisa began singing a song to calm her down, it was a tune with a calming ring to it and Lisa wanted its light humorous touch right now or at least something familiar that did not change over time.
"I will sing you a song that won't take long; all coppers are bastards. I will sing you another just like the other; all coppers are bastards" ………. A violent shake took Lisa out of the song and returned her fear to her but at least she now her herself under control.
"Eh, doesn't matter that much," Connor said in response to Lloyd. When Lloyd started to do some card tricks he pulled out an ace of spades. Lloyd looked like he had just unlocked Master Chief in Super Smash Brothers (I.E. Confused)."Strange," he murmured , "I thought I was going to pull out an Ace of Clubs." Connor stared at Lloyd as he got up to get some overhead luggage. Connor had never seen Lloyd get a card trick wrong. "You know," Lloyd said, shuffling through the tarrot deck, "Normal cards can be used like a tarrot deck. Each card has a meaning. Clubs is Luck, Diamonds is Wealth, Hearts is Love and Spades is Death."Lloyd tried picking a card from the deck. He shuffled it back in, and only got the same card. "I guess you'll have to do it properly if you want an answer. Lloyd placed the card in his lap as he drew to other cards. The card in his lap said "Death".
Connor was freaking out. He wasn't sure if is was being deprived of videogames or the fact that Lloyd just suggested that they were all going to die. Apparently it showed and Lloyd started to tease him."So, who killed you, Connor, in your nightmare I mean," Lloyd asked, "GLaDOS? Zombies? Metroids? Crow? Rolland? Mike Tyson? Oh damn, don't tell me it was Flandre Scarlet! Damn, that'd be cruel." Connor just sat there looking shocked. He slumped down in his seat. "I wish," Connor said disappointedly. He knew that if he had stayed in his dream for maybe a minute more he would be staring at the Virtual Boy's "Hard"Ware. That is truly a fate worse than death.
Roxanne woke up and started flirting with Lloyd, even though Lloyd didn't realize it. Connor smiled. He knew that even if the plane blew up in flames and crashed down to some remote island and everyone was forced to try too survive Roxanne would still be flirting with Lloyd. That fact brought him some comfort. Lightning struck near of the plane.Ok that is a bad sign Connor thought. "ATTENTION PASSENGERS. WE WILL BE EXPERIENCING EXTREME TURBULENCE. PLEASE SITDOWN AND STRAP IN." Connor already had his seatbelt on. Due to the announcement and the lightning now everyone was awake. Most of the people were strapping in but others were freaking out.
Then bad went to worse. A second strike of lightning hit the left wing. The pilot came back on the intercom. "ATTENTION PASSENGERS THE SITUATION OF THE PLANE IS EXTREMLY UNSTABLE. PLEASE DO NOT PANIC. HEAD TOWARDS ONE OF THE FOUR EXITS. I AM TRYING TO KEEP THE SITUATION UNDER CONTROL." The plane was headed down. I'm Dead. I'm freaking dead. Connor thought. When they made contact with the water everyone jutted forward. Connor felt like Lisa had just punched him several times back. The plane started to break up. Debris started flying everywhere. As the water started to fill up the plane the only thought that came to Connor's mind blurted out of his mouth. "Woah, This is just like the introduction to to Bioshock! Ow, Shrapnel!" Connor said with a smile before the "Ow,Shrapnel" part. More and more water started to flood in. Connor looked down at his right leg that had been hit with sharpnel. He was bleeding. The plane was starting to lean towards the right. Overhead luggage began to fall from above Lloyd and Roxanne onto Connor. His legs were pinned down by their luggage. "Great, Perfect ,Terrific," sighed Connor.
Chrissa smiled at the effort Lisa was making at trying to calm her down. She didn't know Lisa well, but she felt happy at the attempt. Nodding, she accepted the chewing gum. Placing the piece on her tongue, she stuffed the wrapper into her front pocket. Closing her eyes, she thought. It's going to be alright.It's just a little thunder and lighting. Satisfied that she calmed herself down, she relaxed.
Suddenly, a flash of lightning struck the left wing. Smoke erupted from the gaping hole in the transportation, and a fire was threatening to start. Rain pounded the plane as it flew towards the waves. Something unintelligible was being said through the overhead speaker, but Chrissa paid little attention. Connor seemed to fly out of his seat. The teens were being trashed through the plane.
About to rise, a large metal bar from the interior of the plane hit Chrissa in the temple. Her vision blurred, and she became quickly dizzy. Her fingered fumbled with the belt that bounded her in her seat. Water had filled the plane and her ankles were frozen. She pushed herself up, with support from the arm rests. Her mind was still foggy, and she couldn't see much of her surroundings. Her head felt as if a knife was plunged into her temple. She lifted a hand to the left, and when she pulled away, it was dripping in her blood.
With the water up to her knees, she was desperate to get out. She took a step forward, but was slammed face-first into the water by a large, heavy suitcase slamming against her back, and landing on her legs, pinning her down. Chrissa suddenly felt nauseous, the kind of feeling only received when a bone is broken. This is it. I am going to die here, right now. I will never see my family again. They will never know how I died. They won't even have a body to bury.
Tears streamed down her face. She was completely certain that her death was not far. Her blood still drizzled from her left temple, and her legs were mangled. Her face was halfway in the water. Chrissa had mostly accepted that she was at death's door. Sensing that unconsciousness was near, she feebly grasped at the air before her face fell into the sea, and consciousness slipped between her fingers.
"Hit the deck!" Lisa heard herself shout when she felt a massive force strike the plane, she ducked and used her back as a pillow seeing as she could not find any in reach. The plane was out of control and panic was everywhere but Lisa was too centered in herself and hardly noted anything that happened around here.
"Dear lord, guide us in our hour of peril but if we die please forgive our sins"
Lisa didn't see herself as a religious person but her family was a bit traditional and this seemed like as good as time as any to pray.
Lisa had even hated anything to do with Christianity for a time and wore Thor's hammer in protest but she was afraid and desperate. Lisa opened one of her pockets and took out a crucifix, it didn't matter if god existed or not but the small silver cross gave Lisa comfort. The cross was her grandmother's and Lisa felt that whenever she had it her grandmother was with her and that was all she needed at that moment; some comforting touch.
As Lisa recalled her better memories and her worse ones Lisa found peace but she refused to die, not yet, not here and not like this.
Lisa huddled herself and covered herself as was written in the emergency instructions page, Lisa had a keen eye for such things but it didn't take a genius to copy the action; all it took was a sound head and not to panic.
That final moment felt like forever, the plane struck the ocean and partly disintegrated on impact. Lisa felt herself get hit by debris but the shock shielded her from the pain. For a few seconds Lisa blacked out and then woke up, water was everywhere and people were trying to escape the plane by any means they could come up with. Lisa didn't feel too badly wounded and could just about move all her body. Her backpack wasn't damaged so Lisa removed her seat belt and tied the bag tightly to her. Lisa surveyed her surroundings as she got out of her seat, she quickly noticed Chrissa's desperate situation and rushed to her aid.
There was little time for heroics but Lisa was sure she could get Chrissa out; other people would have to fend for themselves.
Lisa saw that Chrissa's seat belt was stuck but she had no knife, Lisa grabbed a sharp metallic part of the plane and cut the seat belt. It was hard work but Lisa was able to cut it. Lisa dragged Chrissa out of her seat but she could not get her out because of the debris.
Lisa didn't know what to do; desperately Lisa shouted "Matt!…. Justine! , help me out over here! "
Kayden was sitting right next to the wing when it exploded. He felt shards of glass and metal hit his face. Kayden tried to stand up after the wing exploded,but ended up falling over. As he struggled to get up, he felt a slow numbing in the left side of his face. He felt his face with his hand but they're was no feeling in it. Then he realized something disturbing. Kayden couldn't see out of his left eye. This fact didn't have much time to sink in though because as he thought it the plane hit the water.
He was jolted forward into the seats in front of him. As he made contact with the seats he heard a sickening crack. Damn, there goes my arm. thought Kayden as he screamed out in pain. The plane started to fill with water and Kayden had no idea what to do. He went to grab his overhead luggage. As he reached up but the weight of the luggage was to much for his injured body. He collapsed. He now knew that his condition his life is the only thing he had to save. He began to crawl one of the exits. Each move was more painfull than the last.
The water was now up to his nose. He knew he had to stand up. He grinded his teeth and took a deep breath. He focused all his energy into his legs. With one huge cry of anguish he stood up. Kayden started to walk very wobbly. He heard Lisa cry for help on the other side of the airplane. He knew that in his condition he would be no help them and continued forward. Then there in was, the water. Kaden had never seen something so beautiful in his life. He knew that if he jumped in all of the stress on his legs would disappear. He turned his back to the water and fell in backwards.
Unfortunately for Kaden two things were wrong with this plan. 1) The water was salt water so his open wounds on his face burned like acid and 2) the exact spot where he fell back onto had been covered in debris. Now floating in the water Kaden was in unimaginable pain. His back had been punctured by the debris in the water and was being burned by the salt water. "MOTHER OF GOD, THIS BLOWS!" screamed Kayden after making contact with the water. He began to float on his back trying to ignore the immense pain.
Juliet felt her seat shaking under her, and as she glanced out the window, her eyes widened at the storm. She slammed the blind shut, too scared to look out into the rain. She groped around until she found her seatbelt, and slipped it on desperately. She tough she heard a voice over the intercom, but couldn't hear what it said.
There was a flash of lightning and a rumble of thunder, and suddenly a smoking hole gaped at the left side of the plane. She watched in horror as the plane made its decent downwards, towards the ocean below. She opened her mouth to scream, but no sound came out. As they descended, Juliet fumbled yet again with her seatbelt, and with a small click, let the seatbelt loose. Her ears popped, and suddenly she was underwater. She poked her head above the surface and let a slight gasp for air, before grabbing her life jacket and zipping it up. She knew better than to 'blow it up' yet though. She had seen an airplane crash reenactment where people had died because they had been stuck in the plane after it landed in the ocean, unable to get out because they were floating to the roof. She grabbed at her handbag, unable to think a proper thought apart from, "This water is freezing!"
She groped around the plane, dodging some panicking students. As she made her way to the hole in the left wing, which at least from this distance looked big enough to climb through, she trippedover someone's luggage, and felt herself tumle to the ground. Her head smacked against something, and she felt some sort of warm liquid on her head. Did someone pee?! she thought, slightly disgusted. She knew she should be panicking, but it hadn't seemed to settle in yet. Much like her banged head, she was numb.
"Matt!…. Justine! , help me out over here! "
Juliet swivelled her head around and saw Lisa desperately trying to save Chrissa. She ignored the two. No one has to know I saw them, she thought. Besides, she called Matt and Justin - not me.
With a quick glance back, Juliet jumped out of the airplane, and into the freezing cold water.
Lisa never imagined she would panic like this; she felt so powerless and so useless and she hated that feeling.
Lisa shouted a few more times her panic and fear increasing but no one came.
The plane shock as it began to sink and Lisa was knocked down to the floor, Lisa recovered as the fall was a result of her own Imbalance and not an overwhelming force and at last regained her senses as the reality of her situation became clearer then it had been a few moments previously.
Lisa looked around her and saw that her time was running out, ether she escaped on her own or gambled her own life in a final attempt to get Chrissa out of the decimated seat.
Lisa knew that dragging Chrissa out of the plane alone would result in even greater injury to her if Lisa received no aid in the task however if Lisa did not do so then Chrissa would drown.
Lisa searched for the lifejackets; the crash offered little time to put them on but if Lisa was to get Chrissa out of the plane she would need them. Lisa found only one which was not damaged in their seating area and decided to put it on Chrissa; Lisa knew how to swim and besides if she was going to get Chrissa out of the plane and into the sea she would need something to lighten her task or she would get exhausted and then they would both die anyway.
As she put the lifejacket on Chrissa's unconscious body Lisa took great care not to pull the suits activation string yet; a fully inflated jacket would get ripped to shreds inside the plane so the only option was to activate it at the door way.
Lisa took her bag and hoped most of the items whitin it would survive the sea as she pulled Chrissa away from the seats and attempted to scatter as much of the debris in their path as she could. Lisa saw the doorway and yet it felt as if she was spending an eternity in her attempts to reach the doorway, Lisa pulled the string which inflated the lifejacket and then pushed Chrissa out into the sea. Lisa looked around into the plane but decided to turn her eyes; there would be dead inside and Lisa did not want to see them like this.
Lisa closed her eyes and jumped into the see, for a few moments Lisa drifted under the waves before she emerged. Chrissa was thankfully floating thanks to the lifejacket and Lisa swam towards her with as much speed as she could muster. Lisa was soon able to take hold of Chrissa and slowly swam towards shallow waters. As Lisa breathed in air she badly needed Lisa saw on the horizon what seemed to be land; Lisa began to swim towards still holding Chrissa by the lifejacket and hoped others in the group had the sense to swim to the island themselves.
Pain. A rhythmic thump of her heart struggling to beat filled Chrissa's mind. The beats were weak, the great muscle fighting to pump blood in and out of the veins that circulate through it. Her mind was fuzzy, but filled with pain. Her eyes remained clothed to slits, not daring to open them and face the reality of pain that laid ahead. Still, anything seemed better than what she was going through now.
Slowly opening her eyes, red stained her vision. She was vaguely aware of a gash on the top of her head spilling the metallic liquid into her eyes. Slowly reaching a hand up, she wiped the blood away, only to have it rush down again. Waves crashed against her body, only she wasn't staying still. She was aware that she was being tugged towards shore, but other than that, she was out of it.
As she drifted towards shore, her right leg snagged on a bit of coral, causing shots of pain to erupt through her body. Gasping for air, but having trouble having the oxygen enter her body, her eye lids fluttered shut and drifted to unconsciousness once again.
