FACE Family Plane Crash

*~* The four of them are in a small passenger plane with two pilots in the front, flying to the Caymans for a vacation. The weather is currently stormy out. Assume usual posting order. *~*

Arthur was in his chair, buckled in after the storm started. He had out a book and was quietly reading, a pair of headphones on to drown out the noises around him.

Matthew was sitting next to Alfred, strapped into his seat and fidgeting nervously. He kept glancing out the small windows, flinching at the sight of lightning or the booms of thunder.

Francis sat quietly, smiling over at Matthew. He found it absolutely irresistible when Matthew was scared. Especially when he came running to his 'Papa'.

Noticing his brother's nervous twitching, Alfred placed a hand on top of Matthew. "It'll be all cool. Your awesome big brother will protect you!" He said, in comfortingly, or as comfortingly as an excited Alfred could be. After all, thunderstorms were his favorite.

Arthur paid no mind to the storm or the noises inside the cabin, just kept reading.

Matthew looked over at Alfred and smiled weakly, giving a faint nod. He couldn't shake this bad feeling in the pit of his stomach.

"We're going to hit some turbulence, so make sure you're all buckled in." One of the pilot's said over the intercom.

Francis gave a light tug on his seat belt to make sure it was secure.

Alfred double checked to make sure his seat his seat belt was on correctly before turning his attention back out the window, an amused smile on his face as he watched the lightning show.

Just as the pilot said, they n hit some turbulence, the plane starting to shake here and there.

Arthur glanced up from his book at the shaking, but when he saw nothing was wrong, he looked back down at it and resumed reading.

Matthew squeaked lightly at the first shake, gripping Alfred's hand so he had something to hold onto.

Francis gripped lightly at his seat to make sure didn't go back and forth too much.

Alfred smiled at his brother, giving Matthew's hand a reassuring squeeze.

After a few minutes, the turbulence started getting worse before a bolt of lightning struck the left wing, cutting off the power to the plane, the nose dipping downward.

Matthew cried out in fear when the lightning hit the plane, immediately bending down into the crash position, frightened tears starting to roll down his cheeks.

Arthur let out a startled yelp when the lightning hit the plane, accidentally dropping his book in shock. He yanked his headphones and looked around, obviously confused from not paying attention.

"Sacre blue!" Francis said with wide eyes, a bit frightened himself now.

Alfred bolted upright, sitting completely straight in his seat. "Oh shit..." He said, subconsciously gripping the arm rests.

It wasn't long before the plane impacted, crashing into the ocean a hundred yards from the beach of a small jungle island.

Matthew let out a scream at the impact, the seatbelt digging painfully into his stomach from the sudden stop.

Not being in the crash position like Matthew, Arthur was jolted foward at the impact, accidentally smacking his head against the seat in front of him, leaving a gash above his brow and knocked him unconscious, slumped in the seat.

After a few moments, water started rushing in from the cockpit, the windshield obviously shattering on impact and sea water pouring in rapidly.

Francis gripped his seat tightly.

Forcing himself farther back in his seat, Alfred lurched forward a bit, his seat bet tightening upon impact.

Matthew scrambled to undo his seat belt when he saw the water rising rapidly, fumbling with the clasp with shaking hands.

Arthur was out cold from the impact, slumped motionless in his seat.

After taking a second to absorb what was going on, Francis quickly undid his seat belt. Seeing Arthur unconscious he went over to the man and unbuckled him.

Quickly unlatching his seat belt, Alfred turned over to Matthew and pushed his hands aside, taking it off for him.

With his seat belt undone, Matthew carefully got to his feet, clinging to the chair so he wouldn't fall forward with the plane angled down as it was. Carefully, and using the seats to help pull him, he started heading to the back of the plane where the emergency exit hatch was.

With his seat belt no longer holding him in his seat, Arthur's limp body fell against Francis.

Francis carefully knelt down so Arthur would go over his shoulder as he started to climb towards the back of the plane.

Alfred stood up, waiting for Francis to pass first and moved towards the emergency exit.

Matthew got to the hatch first and pulled the handle down before pushing it with all his might, pushing the hatch open. He carefully climbed out and got on to the tail of the plane, reaching in to help Francis get Arthur out.

Francis passed Alfred, and when he got to the emergency exit, he grabbed onto Matthew's hand for help to get out of the plane.