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Chapter 4

We started to walk to the lake. Sophie lead the way with Jake close behind her and Sarah behind him. I stayed towards the back with James as we walked in silence. James wasn't that graceful, he kept tripping over roots our hitting his head on low hanging branches. Some one had to make sure this idiot didn't kill himself after all our struggle to heal him.

I pushed a few branches out of my way as we trudged on. Everyone was carrying a large bag to carry our findings in. Sarah had stopped to pick up some herbs our fruit a long the way and stuffed it in her bag, thank fully, James brought a bag too so he could make up for lost space.

"If you don't mind me asking, how did you get here", James broke the silence and asked me.

"What do you mean", I replied and watched my steps as to not sprain my ankle on a chipmunk den.

"Why do you live out here, in the middle of no where?" James said and waited for me to answer.

"Well, eight years ago, the town in Maine i was living in was bombed by the Overtakers. We gathered supplies and barely made it out alive, unfortunately, our parents had risked everything to keep us safe and they died. We wandered for weeks through forests and along side roads until we found out we were in Canada. We kept exploring until we found the abandoned cabin that we now call home. I have helped my family ever since," I said with  sorrow.

Recalling all those memories, how we ended up the way we were, how are life changed in only seconds.

"I'm sorry for your loss", James said quietly and politely.

"It's fine, after four years i moved on from the past", I said, more of trying to convince myself.

"We're here!" Sophie called back and we emerged onto the beach.

The sky was gray, the clouds showed signs of rain, that hopefully, would not arrive soon. I saw the plane crash site ahead. The engine was no longer smoking but sat soundless and still. The only thing that looked the same was all the scattered debris that littered the sand.

"Wow", James said with shock, "How did I survive this?"

"We asked the same question when we realized you weren't dead", I walked past him and started to search through.

"Why the rush?" James asked and stared over the water.

I nudged him and pointed to the sky, "Rain."

"Oh", he said and started looking through the wreckage.

"You were in the army, how could you not recognize rain clouds?" I said with amusement.

James looked up at me and shrugged, "Must be brain damage from the crash."

"Sure, keep believing that", i said with my head down in the plane's engine.

I had already grabbed the propeller, that could be useful, the little blades could easily be turned into knives. We already had one wing so we grabbed the other. Jake had pulled off one wheel and Sarah found the other one further down towards the water.

"How do you plan on using this garbage exactly?" James asked and tossed a large piece of metal aside.

"When your isolated, you use what you can find to your advantage," Sophie said with frustration as she tugged at the seat in the cockpit.

"You need help?" Jake asked her.

"No, I got it", Sophie said with determination.

Jake leaned in and pulled out something from under the seat. Sophie flew backwards with the seat in her hands.