Chapter 1Dr. Green
“Dr. Green! Dr. Green!”
“What!? Can’t you see I am busy!?” I said begrudgingly removing my mouth from the sweet taste of her.
“I’m so sorry to interrupt but it’s time.” My assistant nurse informed me, which also meant I would have to tend to my current work again later.
“Sorry my darling, I have to go. You are welcome to stay or come and join us. I recommend it, as it is a new day for us. The Oneida clan is growing today.” Watching her as I stood and cleaned my face with a damp cloth, I noticed her perfection. She was young and ripe of the picking. Her body still the specimen of a an easy life so far, I noticed every inch of it as she slid her white silk back down to cover herself. She would be groomed for service soon, and I knew there would be a lot of interest. Hence, my little test-drive today.
“I would love to sir.” She said with a soft almost whisper as Nurse Jones began ushering me to hurry.
“Great we will see you in the main lobby then.” I said kissing her softly on the forehead before turning to leave through the all glass wall with no door behind me. Walking into the main lobby with Nurse Jones explaining the situation as I went, reminded me of Christmas morning as a child. The excitement of all the newness in the world, the hope, the passion for life. Those moments when nothing could possibly be better. This was definitely going to be one of those moments in my life. I had been a doctor long enough to know you have to find the positives in as much as possible. If only to help make up for the terrible tragedies, you were forced to endure along the way. Such is life I guess.
“Is she prepared as I asked?”
Nurse Jones replied “exactly.”
“Excellent. I am so happy to bring some joy back to us all, and happy you get to assist. Someday this will be your job, so be sure you pay close attention and remember what you have been taught.”
“I will never forget.”
Opening the glass door to the main lobby area, I noticed the simplicity of it all. The stark smooth white surfaces coated with a nice glossy white finish. The solid glass wall looking out onto the ocean below, as if the horizon was the end of the room. This room is where we gathered, where we held each other, where we fucked and played. Our place of sanctuary was definitely the best place to spend time in the facility, no in our home. You could not help but enjoy the perfection of it all. The safety and security of it, the sheer lack of distraction from the outside world.
“How’s she doing?” I asked Nurse Jones as we approached Ms. Arizona.
“She is not quite ready yet doctor but soon. Shall I give her anything to help her along?”
“No she seems right on schedule,” I said as I placed my hand gently on her head and let her squeeze my left with the grip of ten men. “Yes you will be ready soon. Careful with that grip now, we wouldn’t want you to break this fine piece of equipment the builders worked so hard to make for us.” I said with a smile, which she returned immediately with a nod as well.
“Alright everyone gather around, and find your partners, the ceremony will begin soon.” Looking back at Nurse Jones for an assessment on her status.
“About another twenty or thirty minutes I’d say. You’re doing great Arizona.”
“Ok everyone looks like we have a little time to spend together before we get started, so who has any questions or concerns about today? I know we have all discussed this in length before and I don’t mean to beat a dead horse here but we are all family, and we shall have no secrets.”
“No secrets.” The crowd of twenty or so people replied in unison.
“We are all one, one united. Oneida!”
“Oneida!” My family replied in unison again.
“For centuries now our family has been trying to survive. Trying to grow and prosper despite society telling us, we are wrong or non-conforming to their tyranny. Well today, marks a historic day, our religion is our own faith in each other. Our family is growing for the first time in almost a decade here at home.”
I said looking at little Miss Lyla holding her mother’s silks tightly and peering out just enough to be acknowledged.
“Let this day remind us all, of the suffering and the perseverance of our ancestors. We have come a long way since those days making silverware and supporting a nation at war. We have ushered ourselves into the future. We have done it with bold and strategic planning and members of our family like yourselves. Both here at home and back in the states we are growing. Soon there will be more of us joining our family here and staying in paradise. We will welcome them with the love and compassion we all devote to each other daily. We will have peace, and we will have love and understanding. We all know knowledge is power and we have the knowledge to carry Oneida into the next century stronger and more influential than ever before. Let’s all use this time to comfort and console each other’s well-being, while loving one another.”
“Love and knowledge, one united, Oneida.” My family knew our lifestyle was the best way. They have all come so far in life, some more willing than others, but all welcomed our support once they saw what we could offer. The life we led here was so perfect it was truly paradise. Feeling a light tap on the shoulder, I turned to see Nurse Jones give me the nod “almost ready.”
“Please let’s get started.” The group was already attending to each other’s hearts with light petting, hand holding, and overall snuggling. They were ready to take it to the next level as well. Mouths began to become more fierce and touching more firm and desirable. The circle they had all formed around our patient stretched out even further as they began to remove their silks. Bodies younger and older, tall and short, all perfectly balanced began connecting in rhythm.
“Ok, Arizona are you ready to push?”
“I don’t think I can.” She said trying to fight back the pain and anguish on her face and not scream.
“Don’t worry darling, we are both here to help, you will be fine, you can do this. Just remember to breath and push when we say.” She reached out and held firm to the front of Nurse Jones silk.
“That’s it dear, you can do this, and we can all do this together.” She said placing a wet cloth to her head and holding her tight with love.
“Ok it’s time, let’s get this little guy out, go ahead and give me a hard push.”
Gritting her teeth lifting her head as she tugged hard on her nurses’ silk tearing it mostly free from her on one side. She pushed with all she had and I could feel the baby crowning. We were all exposed, only the silks were here to cover us ceremonially. Looking up at her face as it relaxed, I held her stomach firm pushing down trying to be sure the baby was correctly positioned. I also noticed the positions of the family around us. They were all enjoying the passions and in the thralls of it connecting to more and more of each other. The bodies spread in a fine display of Oneida love, the moans and groans helping to keep us all calm and feeling safe.
“You’re doing great Arizona.” Nurse Jones said not bothering to try to cover her exposed right breast as the broken silk hung from her lazily. “A couple more pushes and you will get to see him in person.”
“Ok let’s push again in three, two, one, and push.” I said feeling the babies feet move with my push on her belly the gush hitting the floor heavily and my right hand holding the head lightly as it breeched her.
“Ok great almost there, one more great push and you should have it, I need your very best on this one, and then he will be home.”
She gritted and nodded as the sweat and tears mixed streaming down her face. The sweat and fluids of the group around us mixing as well. The cries coming all of joy and pleasure, even with the pain of birth comes the joy of life. Looking through the mass of bodies intertwined I noticed someone was missing. I however could not quite put my finger on it. I was distracted by the gorgeous bodies, the regular bodies and the aging bodies all mingled together. Plus, the fact that I was holding a baby’s head steady readying it for a final push into our world.
“Alright my dear it’s time, let’s bring him home. Ready and deep breath, give me all you got, push…push..keep pushing…almost there…don’t quit! Fantastic work! You’ve done it.”
Holding up the baby boy into the world for all our family to see, he was perfect. Big and healthy. I cut the cord and wrapped him lightly.
“Bulb, Nurse Jones.” She hands me the large brown plastic bulb, “Thank you, please see to Miss Arizona.”
“Yes of course, we are going to get you fixed right up here.” She said to Arizona turning with a bit of fear on her face I could tell. The fear quickly exposed to Miss Arizona also started to look worried.
“He is going to be fine, just give me a minute.” Searching his mouth, nose, and throat for the bit of fluid I was sure was keeping his first cry from being heard by his entire family. The group around us starting to still in their passions as they all seemed to begin to cum one after another. Their attentions turning toward me as I stood still holding life in the balance. Even I started to feel the pressure of it all. I knew I had to hear that cry. I knew this entire experiment could go drastically wrong if little Isaac didn’t cry and soon.
“Come on little buddy we are all waiting to hear you join us, and carry us all into the future.” No response yet, the passions grew in a few people creating moans that were beginning to no longer cover the silence that was growing around the room.
I turned little Isaac over and pulled his silk wrap down just beyond his upper back. I supported his neck and face in my left hand and his body laid vertically up my forearm. I had one last shot at this; I lowered his head at an angle hoping the fluid would drain via gravity. The fluid did move but I could tell he was starting to lose oxygen and struggling to breathe either the left over fluid or air now. One light whack on the back and his cry came forth, the sweetest sound anyone could ever hear, the joy of life in the first breath of it all.
“Oneida, one united.”
I started the chant, and was overjoyed as I held up our son, for all to see. The ceremony was winding down around us, the passions turned to interest and a desire to hold him instead of each other.
“Oneida, one united, welcome Isaac.” The group began to finish climaxing one after another and those already completed, gathering around us. While I went to hand our newest member back to his birth mother I realized someone was indeed missing.
Then we all heard it together, the sound of the plane, low overhead, spitting and sputtering. I quickly began to realize who was missing, and why I had that uneasy feeling as I helped bring life into this world, this paradise.
Someone had chosen not to stay with us; someone had chosen a different path, than what was laid before him. Just as we all stood staring up at the ceiling picturing the sky overhead, I handed little Isaac over.
“Welcome home baby boy, I love you Isaac.” His cry continuing, as if he had making up to do.
The plane struggled. The sound of it hitting something did not last more than a second before Isaacs’s first cry of life was overshadowed and drowned out by the explosion.
“Thomas, oh no not Thomas, he wouldn’t.”
Squeezing little Isaac as tight as I could, I looked down to be sure he was real. He was, and fortunately, I was not crushing him. There was no way I was letting go of him, not now, not ever. They simply could not have him!
“Not Thomas, he wouldn’t dare.”
I could feel them wheeling me slowly but at the same time I was so numb to the world around me, it all was just white noise happening in the background. The static was easy to tune out, and my mind could only focus on two things. My baby and my Thomas.
“Get some rest now, and try and get him to eat, I will check back in with you later.” Dr. Green says as he heads out the door.
I sink hard into the soft bedding feeling it wrapping onto my skin, I long for its comfort. Nurse Jones leaves after providing a pitcher of water and a fresh wet cloth. She was a sweet woman but definitely a keeper of secrets around here. She had cleaned me up and helped me into bed without a word. She would not even look at me throughout the process. I had so many things I wanted to scream, shout and ask, but I just keep it all to myself.
Rocking gently cradling Isaac I felt all the thoughts of Thomas come into me. The bond we shared was much more than the group ever knew about. No one knows him like I do. No way would Thomas leave me here. Not with his child. Not even for all the money in the world. Besides I told him no, and he would not break a promise. Not to me.
“Try to stay hydrated and I will check back honey. Miss Arizona….I am sure he is fine.” She had said, as if she cared.
The tears started pouring before she had even shut the door on her way out. She might think he was fine, but I knew better now. The feeling of loss was overpowering the joy of holding Isaac. The struggle of pure joy and pure heartbreak playing an evil game of tug of war on my heart and soul. My soul was losing either way. The bond of motherhood growing inside of me with the grip of his tiny fingers on the end of my pinky. The shear amount of terror I felt about being here alone, without anyone accept him, could not be measured, accept maybe by that tiny grip.
The day I met Thomas, I was on my way out of this world. He saved me, not because it was his job, but because that is the man, he was. Thomas was just that, a savior, the group may have thought him a recruiter, but he saw it much differently.
“I am here to help you start a new life, one of safety and happiness, with no strings attached.” I remembered his words every single day since he told me them over two years ago. My life was changed so much that day I know now for sure that I would be dead in some alley dumpster on the strip where he found me. I was only twenty-two and had already been doing tricks for heroine for over a year at that point. My stripping jobs to pay for college took me places I should have never been, the wrong crowd, and the fall was so quick and easy to make. I was not even sure how I ended up there, but I knew there was not anyway I was coming back.
“Don’t be afraid we have a home for you, where no one will find you. I have helped others; I understand you don’t have to trust me.”
But, for some reason that day, maybe it was the sure fire overdose I knew was coming soon, or just the desire to end it one way or another, but I did trust him. The gentleness of his tone, the soft touch on the shoulder, not an ounce of threat in his body. I did trust Thomas, that day and every day since. So when he agreed he wouldn’t go ahead with his plan I knew there must be an extreme reason he would ever do otherwise. They must have forced him to do it. They must have done something so bad, so unspeakable, that he would leave without me.
“Come on, I have a plane at the airport waiting, you can be safe forever now.” He said as he put his arm around me and quickly ushered us into a cab.
“Why me?” I remember asking him that several times on the ride to the airport and as we took off feeling the flutter of nerves in my stomach. I will never forget what he told me, over and over, his answer never changed.
“You deserve it, you deserve a second chance. A chance at something better.” The smile deep and perfect against his dark olive skin was all the sign I needed. I was his, from that moment on. By the time we landed, I was jonesing bad and they took me. Detoxed me and he came every day. Brought me lunch, talked with me, never about my past, never about where I had been, never once asking about anything I had done. He always focused on the future, and more importantly that I indeed had a future now.
“Thomas, please come back to me. I am here, I will always wait for you. Meet your son, Isaac, he is beautiful and has your eyes. Thomas I know you are coming back, you have to.” The tears pouring down my face in buckets all I could do was see his face.
Every little thing Isaac did reminded me of him, I was so tired, yet sleep would not come. The comfort from Isaac the only thing keeping me sane at the moment. He was my Xanax in this moment, I couldn’t imagine anything could have ever compared to those old calming effects of the black death. This little guy holding me, breathing life back into me with each breath he took, was going to have to be my rock now.
“Just until daddy comes home, weeman, then we will be whole again.” I said softly kissing his fuzzy little forehead as I began to drift off finally letting him console me into sleep.
The last thing I remembered before the sleep took hold was hearing the one thing Thomas wanted to know about my past.
“Just one more thing,” he said before he pressed his large hard body on top of mine for the first of many amazing times.
“Anything.” I quickly had replied.
“Your real name, you can only tell me. Everyone else can call you Arizona, but I need to love all of you past, present, and future.”
He took me then and now again, in my dreams. I relived that first time again and again. Each time awaking with the sound of the plane crashing, and tears streaming down my face.
Finally, the last time I awoke to the strangest feeling ever. Someone was literally sucking life from my body. I was shocked at first that little Isaac was struggling for air. I sat up quickly holding him to me, but when I pulled him free he was quick to cry and I put him back. His cry was no joke; this kid has a set of lungs. He is going to bring them around I am sure of it. Thomas has to come back; he has to let them see our reasoning.
Our family needs time to grow, prosper, and be just us. We need to leave the group, maybe not forever, but just for a while.
“Just long enough to become whole, so we can be better at giving our all to the group. We will come back I promise.”
I remember those words, him pleading with Dr. Green. Wanting to take us away for a while. In order to have the baby in a hospital and connect as a family, without interference from the group.
“Absolutely not possible Thomas, you are part of this family, always and forever. Besides, she is too far along to fly now. Dr.’s orders.”
“We could take a boat,” he pleaded, “just a little while my friend.”
“My decision is final.”
Thomas never one to argue or fight, just said he understood and when he explained it to me, of course he left out all the bullshit. He sugar coated it and tried to protect me as always. Telling me whatever he could trying to ease my pain. That was over three months ago. Since then we discussed different ways to get off the island. Thomas was not the only pilot and there was always the supply ship.
“Geesh Isaac you are hungry,” I told him softly as nurse Jones came back telling me that was a good sign. She asked me if I needed anything, told me dinner would be soon, and left quickly. Switching him to my other side, I cradled him up onto a pillow. Laying on my side draping one arm around them both keeping him safe, and propped where he could eat and I could hopefully sleep again.
“Don’t worry, daddy will be back, he has to be. He loves us too much to be gone.”
I felt myself telling Isaac, so I could reassure myself. The sleep coming over me again, I longed for it. Almost as if the more I rested the better, my chance that one of these times when I woke, it would all be a dream and my Thomas would be here next to me again.
Drifting off into a variety of sweet scenarios where I saw him. Thomas was driving a boat, flying the plane, even riding a dirt bike on the beach, all of them ending up with him coming to our rescue. He would be back he had to be, he was now our savior after all.
“Thomas your Sara is waiting, come find us baby.”
Chapter 3Dr. Green
“I am going out Matt, I am taking James and Dennis with me, and until I return you are in charge.”
“Very good sir.”
“Tell the rest of them everything is fine Matt, and we will be back by dark. Keep them calm, and relaxed, do whatever is necessary.”
“Yes sir,” Matt responded with military like precision.
“Oh and Matt….no one goes near that baby except the nurse understood?”
“Crystal clear sir.” Matt said turning quickly and giving orders to a few others standing nearby. They moved in different directions as if they were a military group, but instead of camouflage, they were clad in all white silk robes.
Strolling out into the heat and sun was a welcomed change today. Despite the reasoning for our efforts, it felt great to be out and about. I was beginning to feel caged like the rest of the group as well. We had been forced to stay inside for all intents and purposes. Not letting them be heard or discovered was crucial to the mission. Now with the sound of that plane going down, surely we will be found out soon enough.
Monitoring the group for a while was a critical stage of our process. If we are going to survive in this world, we are going to have to continue to grow and grow with willing participants. The idea of forcing people into our lifestyle was something we never wanted to do. Although it had been done, it was only out of a direct benefit to both parties.
Hearing the roar of the waterfall from behind our home hidden in the converted bunker was always something I loved about being here.
“We are taking the boat guys, no time to waste get it ready I will meet you there shortly.”
Both men nodded and continued down the long winding staircase. Mostly hidden by the thickness of the greenery around them on the floor of the volcano side. If you flew overhead, you could never tell anyone was here. The bunker was well hidden into the side of the volcano itself. The old pirate cove where we kept the small plane and boat were only visible if you came directly into them. Knowing where it was from the ocean was crucial. Any variance at all even when you knew the location was enough to make you miss it. Which was great for all types of pirates past and present.
Stopping at about the halfway point and looking up at the beauty of it all was a fine reminder for me of what we were fighting for. If there was a fight to be had, I might need that gentle reminder to do what was necessary to protect us all. This place was our home now, and we had to do everything we could to be sure it remained. We were striving as our ancestors had so long ago, for that one utopian society.
“Oneida, one united.” Clenching my jaw and continuing downward to the cove, where I heard the faint sound of a boat engine fire.
Stepping onto the boat and feeling the shift of it side to side reminded me, of the delicate balance of power and grace we were trying to keep here.
“Ok boys this is a rescue mission remember that. We are not here to hurt anyone, but SAVE them, keep your eyes on the big picture and your intentions pure.”
Pulling out of the cove and slowly moving around the dangerous rocks jutting up on all sides. I realized I had decisions to make and the group from the other side was going to have to help me make them. Like it or not.
They may not understand us, but hopefully the fear of being stranded here for life was well set deep into their bones by now. They should feel it with every inch of their being as they tried to survive each day. Keeping up their spirits was a surprising trait we were not expecting from the group. We certainly did not expect it to last as long as it has either. Perhaps they would make it with us after all.
Of course, we may have to remove some of the more difficult components from the group. There will assuredly be no more need for bloodshed after this tragedy with Thomas. God bless his soul, he should have known better than to try to take away from our family to try to start his own. Have they not learned anything from history? Our group almost completely died out from these very same ideals. Growing this group was going to continue to take sacrifice for the greater good. I just hope our new recruits would be willing to see us for what we truly are. Their saviors and not their captors.
“Well I guess we can forget about the rescue now!”
“What the fuck are we going to do now Trik?”
“Well how the fuck should I know Gavin you ass,” I said as we stopped at the spot where the pilot had been last scene.
“Why are we stopping guys?” Todd asked catching his breath and speaking the words at the same time. “I mean there is nothing here, what are we looking for?”
“Shhh…do you hear that Gavin?” I asked with my hand held up telling him to shut up and listen.
“I hear something but no idea what it is, some kind of vehicle…maybe another dirt bike?”
“What do you think Todd where is that coming from?”
Turning his head so his left ear was facing the jungle behind us and his face angled toward the still cove of smoldering wreckage he replied, “West.” Pointing toward the direction of the sharp rocks and red beach Jannyne and I had seen while out kayaking.
“We need to get higher,” I offered and started off toward the jungle route I had taken barefoot from the jagged lava rocks not that many days ago. Although now the situation had changed, so much it felt like months ago.
“Where the fuck could Steve have gone?” Gavin asked with a huff as he was trying to keep up with Todd and me leading the way through the jungle path.
“Who knows, maybe he rescued the Pilot or something, Fucking Steve!” Todd groaned as usual his appreciation for Steve was even less than our own. I guess even though it was always in good fun, the less time you had been around Steve, the less patience you had to become accustomed to given his bullshit. That sort of explains Hether and all her resting bitch face I suppose.
“The package was gone too.” I said back toward Gavin without slowing my pace. The sound of the motor was getting closer. Once we reached the cliff with the sign, we should be able to see it and where it’s headed. “Once we get up there,” I said pointing through the jungle back toward the jagged shoreline, “I think we will see it hurry!”
“What package?” Todd said slowing down a bit to turn toward Gavin expecting an answer as we made our way to the top of the clearing. Where the rocks began to grow out toward the water in a razor sharp gleam of black torment.
“NO time! We are almost there be careful on these fucking rocks, they are sharp, ahhh and holy shit fucking hot!” I exclaimed my bare feet I thought making an actual sizzling sound as I crept slowly toward the sign and the spot where Jannyne had jumped from before. The feeling started to subside, as the sound of the boat grew nearer. I was sure it was a boat now, while loud, it was not nearly loud enough to be a small plane. Reaching the middle of the rock formation and the sign, I could see the boat round the corner of the island and come into view. Then the feeling of dread and shock hit me all at once. Todd and Gavin caught up to me as I began jumping and screaming waving my hands over my head.
“HEY!!!! Slow down!!! Over here!!! Look!!”
“What’s the matter?” Todd said before Gavin pointed toward the long wall of stoppers Jannyne and I had seen before on our kayaking trip. Jutting out from the ocean now, much more than just a barrier. They were another sign of our impending rescue and that it was again going to end in a fiery crash on the water. Then they both joined me, Todd whistling with two fingers in his mouth loud enough to bust an eardrum, and Gavin yelling as loud as I had ever seen him in my life. Finally as Gavin’s yelling began to turn into anger “stupid assholes stop!!! Can’t you see!!!” we heard a loud beeping noise coming from below us.
“What’s that fucking noise and where is it coming from?” Todd asked looking up to the sky and back and forth between Gavin and me.
“Sounds like a large truck backing up, and almost sounds like it’s coming from that little cave below us.”
“Um guys look!” Gavin said swatting at us and catching all air as he stared dumfounded at the ocean. In the direction, the boat was headed toward certain impending doom.
“Holy shit! No fucking way!” I exclaimed, as I looked squinting hard to be sure. The barrier was lowering down into the ocean as the boat began its approach. The concrete nubs disappearing completely. The boat grew smaller as it headed toward the plane wreckage and began to slow. The look of shock on all our faces stood firm as we all stared blankly. Now it was then I finally registered the three men in the boat, were all wearing white.
“Let’s go guys! Come on!” Gavin for once being the voice of reason was unusual but welcomed after what we had just seen. “We need to get back and fast!”
Running back toward the beach weaving our way through the jungle I heard the beeping stop. Looking back, I see the stones returned to their starting position. What the fuck, I thought to myself, and began picking up speed. Worried about the girls and even a little worried about Steve. The pilot and the package, I had so many thoughts swimming through my mind.
The flaming wreckage was mostly out and sunken, although still visible even from a distance. The plane may not have went down by accident. Was my next thought, I mean these guys in the boat were not far behind it. Neither the plane nor the boat, now that I thought about it were the rescuing type. Perhaps they were looking for the package and not necessarily survivors or people to rescue. Perhaps they are pirates…after all…fighting over some large “package” of narcotics. Lost on its journey headed to main island and then on to America?
But what about the message on the radio, and the guy on the dirt bike? My thoughts were starting to run in circles as we finally ran pass the spot of the original mass of fire and brimstone that had rained down upon us. Perhaps they were indeed coming to rescue the plane and they were not the same people who had spoken over the radio. Perhaps that was indeed not the rescue plane and there was still one coming? Maybe the pilot got through to someone just out at sea? They had heard his “mayday, mayday” distress signal and came to see if they could help.
“Really Trik? Now is not the time to lose it!” Gavin snapped his fingers in front of my face, and looking down I realized we had reached the dock where the boat was sitting tied up.
“There is no key in the ignition,” Todd explained, “they must have went up to the resort!”
“Well fuck me running! Let’s go!” Gavin yelled and began to take off. Finally realizing after a little way down the pier I was still staring into the boat. The robes they were wearing were white I scanned the boat aimlessly thinking in circles repeatedly.
“Dude come on!” Gavin grabbed me by the arm and yanked hard, finally snapping me back to reality. I was still not sure if we should be panicked or relieved at the site of the boat and the fact that they had gone up to the resort. Maybe they were really here to rescue us, after all.
“Sorry Gavin, I hope they are here to save us.” I said in a low tone as we started up the long staircase back to find out our destiny.
“Well I haven’t heard any screams yet,” Gavin, said without slowing or turning back toward me as I followed him. Matching him step for step, he seemed spurred on by the rescue idea and was moving quicker than I had ever seen him. “So that’s a good sign in my book,” he finished keeping pace with Todd leading the way.
“Yeah I guess so,” Todd muffled back, “but still I don’t like the fact that they got there so quick after the plane went down.”
“And the pillars in the water, they knew that was there and had some way to open it?” I asked to no one in particular.
“Maybe all the locals know and have a code or opener like a garage door type thin in their boat. I mean that would make sense if they are out there that it is passable somehow right Trik?”
“Umm…yeah I suppose.” I said gasping for air, as we all finally reached the top of the steps, winded as hell.
No sign of anyone, except the big ass chunk of plane still laying on the ground. Thankfully, it had missed the resort itself, and all of our people. Slowing to look at the plane piece, I passed Todd and Gavin, and ran inside deeply fearful but ready to fight as well.
“OH thank god!” Penny shouted.
“Ladies they made it!” Hether returned her loud cheer.
“Here we were worried about saving them,” Gavin in a soft hush said stopping at the end of the hallway.
“I am still not sure we don’t need to.” I said walking into the room cautiously.