[losty09]

Ok this is some stuff from writing i did elsewhere, so its not totally lost fan fiction, but its based on lost. If it needs to be moved to the none lost section i guess a mod can take care of it. Alright so keep in mind if the timing of stuff doesn't make sense its because it comes from a different peice of writing, so the parts of this were spread out and not all together. I'd love some feedback on this. Thanks.


Alyssa woke up nearly with the sun. Surprisingly, she had slept well. She took a drink of water, realising that she was nearly out. They would have to have a look around, try to find a source of fresh water. Enough to last until rescue came. If it came. She was seriously beginning to have her doubts. Alyssa was certain now that they didn't know where they were. If they did, hey would have come in a matter of hours. They were probably looking in the wrong place. She reached down to put the waterbottle back in her bag.

**flashback**
The line was impossibly long. Luckily she was near the front. In front of her, a family of four stepped up to the counter. The mother proceded to give the ticket information. Ugh, this was going slow.
"I'm sorry miss. We don't have anymore seats next to each other. This is all i can give you." The little boy shook his head of blond hair.
"I don't want to sit by myself. I want to sit with dad."
"I'm sorry sweetheart, this is all we can so for now." The mother replied. Alyssa thought her smile looked extermely fake.
"But mom!"
"Jake, that's enough."
"Fine!" he made an elaborate display of anger, but she could tell it was only to mask his nervousness. Poor kid, Alyssa thought. I wouldn't want to sit alone with a bunch of strangers at his age either. The family moved off toward the luggage check, and she stepped up to the counter. She was glad she had already bought her ticket, or she might not have made it on the plane.
**end flashback**

Alyssa looked out at the horizon. There was a cluster of dark clouds off in the distance, and she hoped it would't mean a storm for them. It was the last thing they needed. She sighed and when off to find joseph for some food.

Alyssa watched as they made a pile of bodies and then burned them. The man who had earlier been wearing the suit seemed to be in charge of the operation. It seemed so wrong. It should be up to the familes to decide what to do with the dead. But then again, they couldn't just leave them to sit untill someone came. A pile of rotting flesh wasn't exactly pleasant to be around. Alyssa enlisted he help of the doctor to help her change the bandages on her shoulder. She had taken some pain killers they found in one of the unclaimed suitcases, and that helped. She had expected it to hurt worse today, but surprisingly she found that she could move it with only a little pain.

She looked across the beach, and saw a shelter had already been built out of pieces from the fuselage, and a man was sitting calmly underneath it, reading a book. She shook her head. These people were so lazy. There were things to be done around here, but no one wanted to help. Except that guy who bured the bodies. She still didn't know his name. Everyone had begun building shelters now. People were picking their way through the wreckage, choosing useable pieces for building. She made her way over, and saw that most usefullm materials ad been taken already. There was one rather large sheet of metal, and she dragged it away and placed it and her bags near two trees at the edge of the jungle, where the other shelters were being set up.

**flashback**
Alyssa felt the shaking in the plane. Turbulence. She didn’t mind, she was used to flying. There was the little blond boy sitting next to her. The poor kid’s family hadn't been able to get enough seats next to each other. He looked around nervously. “Hey, its all right. This is normal, it’s nothing to worry about.” She smiled at him, and he smiled a weakly as if to say “how would you know?” “Trust me, I know.” She smiled again to reassure him. The boy kept looking anxiously at a little golden watch on his wrist.

Her glass was shaking on the pull-out tray in front of her. Alyssa saw the fasten seatbelt sign come on, and the stewardess notified the passengers. She clicked hers together, watching as the little boy followed suit. There was a high-pitched noise, and the quivering of the plane increased. Alyssa’s smile faded. The boy was still checking his watch, his eyes fixed on it, afraid to look up. She pressed her back against the seat uncomfortably, clutching the armrests. Suddenly there was a tremendous ripping sound. The little boy screamed. She looked back and gasped as she saw that the tail section had been pulled away. Passengers flew backward out of the back of the plane. The oxygen masks came down, dangling before her face. She put hers on and reached over to help the little boy. She fumbled with his mask. Suddenly she was jolted forward, banging her head on the seat in front of her. She blacked out.
**end flashbacks**