Alex pushed the rubble off her chest and legs and lightly shook her again. "Hey.. Your going to be okay. You don't look to badly injured." He said and wondered were all the blood came from. He was surprised that her animal's were okay and so friendly.

Zarha was confused. What...? She did not get what that guy was doing. But she didn't care. She wouldn't mind dying. She really wouldn't. Besides, lots of people she used to know wanted her to die anyways. So what if she died? She had nothing left here.

((Not much to say T,T))

Velvet slowly and carefully sat up and gave each of her puppies hugs. "Amber, Rosebud, you guys are lifesavers." Then, turning to the male, but still sitting, she threw herself at him and gave him a big hug. "Thank you." Then, shyly removing herself from him, she said, "Ok. Casualties later. Let's go look for survivors." Getting up, she started walking forward and winced with every step until she crumbled to the ground in a heap. "Owwwwwwww!" Velvet screamed, holding her right leg. "I think my leg got broken under all that plane rubble." Wincing again, she squeezed her eyes shut and tried hard not to scream in agony again, but it didn't work. "I think there's more broken than just my leg actually. My left ankle is broken, and so are some of my ribs. My left arm is dislocated, and my left wrist is broken. Ohhhhhhh......." she wailed, "This is horrifying. Why did I come here in the first place?"

Caleb lightly shook her. She was so young and had a long life ahead of her. "Hey don't die!" He yelled and lightly shook her again. He looked around for help bit didn't see anyone. "Help someone!" He screamed and pumped on her chest again.

Rebecca jumped up and ran out of the airplane. She saw a man and a little girl and she looked up at the sky. She smiled and mentally thanked god for letting her save a childs life. She ran over to him and took the girl from his arms and she already knew what was wrong. This girls lounges were collapsing and blood was filling her lounges. She shoved her fingers underneath her ribs band felt around. She turned and opened her medkit pulling out a needle. She stabbed the girl and began slowly sucking the blood from the girls lounges.

Chris ran over to her and shook his head. "There is no way you can survive if all of these are broken." He said looking at her body confused. If they were all broken than he would have to just get up and walk away. He didn't have the heart to stay with her till she died.

((-screams- NEEDLE!!!))

Eric watched. This woman was pretty good. While she was doing that, maybe he could find shelter and food. He knew there was a beach. With coconuts. That were very high up. Dang. "I'll be right back." He said. Hopefully, this lady found saved the poor girl's life. He started running back to the beach. When he reached, he sighed. Yep, there were coconuts. But they were high, as he suspected. Now, how'd he get the stupid things down?
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Zarha felt she could breath a little better. Just a bit better. She was pretty sure someone else was near her. She just knew it. She tried to something, but decided she shouldn't yet.

"I know there was a doctor somewhere on that plane. Can you go find her? Her name is Terrie. Please." Velvet said, her eyes pleading with him. Moaning again, she doubled over and vomited.

"Aschrenomiphon." Alison said, shrugging. "What did you say?" Conner said. "Aschrenomiphon." She said casually. "I shall never understand a single word you say, Miss Fancy." Conner sand, frowning. "What des that mean?" Alison rolled her eyes. "Activity level depending on the radioactive waves produced by tosauntrisia." Conner shook his head. "There you go with the big words." He grumbled. "What?" She said. "You need to study more." She said. Then at the corner of her eye, she saw something. A square. Huh? She slowly waked to it. Yes! Her dictionary! She lifted it up and staggered a bit. She was surprised it wasn't damaged. And she wasn't surprised it weighed a billion pounds. Gah! Why did she choose to bring it?! Because she wanted to. She set it down. Too heavy. Oh well. She'd get it later.
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Zombieguy. Stoneface. Deadman. Thomas went through the number of insults he could remember. Well, people didn't come up with any good insults these days. Mutant. Spaceman. Couldn't people think if any other insults? Guess not. He unblocked the seat belt. He pretended nothing had happened. He was fine. So he pretended everything was fine. He casually climbed out through a broken window. He landed on his feet. Where were they? In a forest. Which forest? Whatever. He stuck his hands in his pockets and decided to explore in the forest.
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Aerial only had one thought. I failed. I've failed everyone. I should've saved the plane. I could. But I didn't. I've failed. I've really failed. I'm a murderer now... She thought, so lost in her thoughts that she did not feel all the pressure and pain. So deep in her thoughts she was about dead. Maybe that's why she couldn't feel anything. She only felt like she was floating. Floating away from life. Her soul being lifted out from her body. Soon, she would die. She was ashamed. She wanted another chance. To relive that minute. That one minute that could've saved dozens of lives. Oh, why. If she was going to die, which she would, unless there was a miracle, which wouldn't happen, she'd die in shame. In shame and guilt. Even if she lived, she'd be blamed. And still feel shame and guilt... Best she die...the passengers on the plane would have a better chance without her anyways. She fell into a darker darkness than she could have ever imagined. This was it. This would be her last thought. I truly failed...

Terrie looked around and picked up a discarded straw from the ground. She opened up a bottle up rubbing alcohol and disenfected it. Letting out a small sigh she rolled the girl over onto her side and picked up the scapal from her medkit. She had pain killers but she could only give them to the girl after she was done. "This is going to hurt alot. I need you to hold still and bare through it. She said and looked at the guy next to her. Caleb got the idea and sat on her legs while pinning her arms down. She wasn't capable of moving.

Terrie brought the scapal down on the girls skin and began to slice into it. When she was done and cut through all of the skin, tissue paper, and muscle she picked the straw up and stuck it in about half way. She closed her eyes and filled her cheeks with oxygen. Slowly she breathed it in and did this at least fifteen times till she was sure the girls lounges had expanded and she would be able to breath. She shook her head and dropped the scapal back into her medkit and picked up some cloth. She poured rubbing alcohol on it and began to clean the girls wound. She then dropped the cloth into the medkit and picked up her needle and thread. She hated this part, it always grossed her out a little. She hoped the girl was doing fine.

Terrie took the needle and threaded it, the cut was deep and she would really have to get the thread and needle into it. Taking another deep breath she began to sew up the wound. When she was finished she took the cloth that is already soaked in rubbing alcohol and cleaned the wound again. She wanted to make sure that this girl's wound didn't get infected. She dropped the cloth in the medkit and picked up some gauze and surgical tape. She rolled the gauze out to the desired length of the wound and picked up the scissors from her medkit and cut it. She laid the gauze down on the wound and and cut eight long pieces of tape. She than taped on the gauze with four pieces going vertical and four going horizontal. She looked to the guy who helped and nodded that she was done.

Caleb got off of the girl and gently pulled her closer. "How do you feel?" He asked hoping she would say something. What the doctor did was something he had never seen on a television show before in his life and it seemed a little unethical. The girl's wound was sewed up tight and he didn't suspect it to come undone anytime soon.

Alex nodded and stood up. He looked around and saw a lady doing what looked like surgery. He walked over to her just when she finished. "Hey, are you Terrie?" He asked a little nervous. What if this wasn't Terrie but a random person thinking they could perform surgery on a child.

Terrie looked up from the little girl and nodded her head. "Yeah, do you need my help?" She asked a little worried. This girl she just did surgery on had a fifty fifty chance of living. She wouldn't be able to live with herself if the girl died.

Alex shook his head and pointed to were he just came from. "My friend over there needs help. She says every bone in her body is broken." He said and watched the girl stand up. He began walking away because he knew she would follow.

Terrie packed her medkit and followed him over to the girl. She didn't seem to be in good shape at all. "What's the problem." She asked astounded at the sight of the girl. She could tell only a few things were broken but not every bone.