Hey guys! It turned out I could finish this chapter (Chapter II) a little earlier than expected (the “due date” was Friday) so enjoy!
There was shock in Elizabeth’s voice as she whispered, “You.” She stared at him for a while, taking in his broken nose and his leg which was crooked in the wrong direction. Then she glared and raised her arm to punch him in the face, before his eyes started fluttering open. His eyes were gray – they were very dreamy, but blank, and looked sad. Elizabeth had to drag herself out of this – this state of mind. She needed to find a way to survive – and to get out of this miserable excuse of an island.
His eyes closed and opened a few times, blurrily looking around, before finally focusing on.. on a girl. She was very pretty, but looked.. very angry. Then he gasped quickly in recognition, and shot up like a bullet. “Miss.. Miss La Rue?” the man stammered, before coughing and looking down. “It’s Elizabeth.” Elizabeth responded, coldly. The man glanced up, and Elizabeth handed him a small rope that she had found on a seat of the lifeboat.
“Here. You can use it to scale that – that tree over there.” she barked, and she looked away.
“I’m sorry,” the boy murmured, starting to walk over to the short tree.
“Sorry’s not enough!” Elizabeth screamed, then stopped short and sighed. “It’s not enough, Captain.”
“My name’s not Captain,” he continued cautiously, and then said, “It’s Aiden.”
“Captain suits you better,” Elizabeth snapped, then forced a smile onto her face.
“Okay then,” Aiden said miserably, and continued to scale the tree.
“Why don’t you climb the tree yourself?” Aiden groaned, his hands aching from trying to find a place to tie the rope around. “I can’t. I never learned.” Elizabeth replied, softly.
Another awkward moment passed, before Aiden resumed climbing the tree. Aiden accidentally pushed on a branch too hard and it fell off. Elizabeth grabbed the branch and started tracing something in the sand. Climbing down from the tree, Aiden asked, “So.. uh, what is that?”
“An escape route,” Elizabeth responded, primly. “An escape route?” Aiden questioned, before Elizabeth calmly responded, “Yeah. An escape route. Maybe if you had provided an escape route for all of us before the ship set sail, maybe every passenger on board would have escaped.”
Aiden glared, and growled under his breath, “Are you saying it’s my fault?”
Elizabeth glared back, and suddenly it was a battle between blue and gray eyes, until both slumped back. But Elizabeth’s eyes grew bright again, and she pointed at her “escape route,” saying, “Take a look at this.”
Aiden, too tired to argue, glanced at it. His eyes wide, he glanced at it again. “It’s – it’s a blimp.”
“Exactly. I’ve already tried getting out of here by raft, but I can’t go far enough until it’s night, and then all sorts of creatures attack me. This is the perfect idea – we can make it to our respective homes in at least a week, if all goes well.”
“Yeah, exactly, it’s a PERFECT idea except for.. so many things. First of all, we don’t even have the materials to build a blimp. Even you said, “If all goes well.” I mean, how do we know your plan will turn out perfect? How do you know that we’ll make it?”
“We just have to have faith, I guess,” Elizabeth shrugged. “And we have to pack an extra set of clothes, too, and water bottles..” Elizabeth trailed off, suddenly realizing that they didn’t have food or water. She guessed from Aiden’s skeptical expression that he had realized this too. “So, we’re doomed?” Aiden asked. “Not yet, we’re not. It’s not over – until it’s really over,” Elizabeth said, twisting her face determined – until something hit her smack in the head.
“Ack! Aiden!” Elizabeth screamed, and Aiden gasped, “It’s some kind of -” Aiden tried to respond, waving his hands, until Elizabeth cut him off. “A bug? Is it a bug?”
“No, I don’t think so! It -” Aiden frantically responded.
Then Elizabeth heard a voice inside of her head, a light buzzing sound that was somehow, pleasant to the ears.
“I’m so sorry.. Please forgive me.. I’m – I’m lost..” it buzzed. Elizabeth whipped around. “Did you hear that?” she whispered, her hands sweaty. “No..” Aiden responded, and Elizabeth felt a small weight lift off her head.
“What are you?” Elizabeth whispered, certain that it wasn’t a bug. “I – I’m a – dryad.” The “dryad” responded, it’s golden wings fluttering. “I’m – lost.. I don’t know this place well..”
“I don’t either,” Elizabeth whispered. Aiden looked at her strangely, and said, “What’s going on?”
“This is -” Elizabeth started, then realized she didn’t know the little dryad’s name. “I’m Azalea,” the dryad shivered, and Elizabeth scooped the little dryad up and put the dryad in her jacket pocket, making sure the creature could breathe.
“So.. do you have any idea how to get out of here using the golden blimp?” Aiden continued to pester her. “Geez, genius plans don’t come in seconds!” Elizabeth replied sarcastically.
Suddenly, Elizabeth heard footsteps coming from the other side of the island. “Thank goodness!” Elizabeth sighed in relief, but her sigh of relief turned into a gasp of horror when she saw the “rescuer” was at least four times as big as her and had a giant bag the size of two people! The “rescuer” continued to stuff Elizabeth and Aiden into bags and even though they bit at his fingers, he wouldn’t let go.
A/N: Who do you think the mysterious “rescuer” is?
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