They never expected to hear this. Airplane in the air without actual pilot... Gem looked at Fourth.  The boy was terrified.  Pond held the injured Joong, holding his own sweatshirt to his bleeding temple.

“You have to do this.  P'Louis was just explaining something to you.” Fourth looked at him pleadingly.

More turbulence shook the plane.  There was no time to waste.

“Come on, help me”.

Fourth grabbed Gem's hand and helped him up.  The cast on the leg was bothering them, but they didn't care, there were more important priorities.  Gem felt no pain.  For himself and these poor people, he could be the last resort, the only chance for salvation.  He was the one who prepared himself before starring in the film by learning the basics of piloting passenger planes.  He even practiced on a real simulator.

The other passengers were shocked.  As Gem looked at them, he realized they wouldn't help them.  P'Erin sighed heavily.  On the ground at the nearest airport, attempts were still made to regain contact with the pilots.  Nobody knew how dramatic the situation on board was.  When they entered the pilot's cabin, they saw a terrifying sight.  All four pilots were dead.  Gem covered Fourth's eyes with his hand.

“Don't look, I'll call someone to help”.

“How are you going to do it?  You have a cast on your leg, you shouldn't walk or strain yourself”.

“We could all die in a moment, I guess it doesn't matter if my health deteriorates.  Even if I feel worse, if this is our only chance, then we have to do it”.

Fourth felt that Gem wanted to protect him, and he submitted to him unconditionally.  As expected, he didn't even glance towards the dead pilots.  It was Fourth who left and soon brought four other passengers with him.  They took the bodies out and covered them with blankets so as not to be seen and not to frighten the passengers.  Gemini, in a place usually intended for holding necessary documents such as a flight plan or check-list, there is a piece of paper written in English.  He grabbed it carefully with two fingers and read it.

“To everyone who reads this: these people died because of you, it's your fault that the plane crashed, you murdered them, you bear full responsibility.  I want you to live with this awareness for the rest of your lives.  You will suffer like my brother, who was innocent and whom you sentenced to death.  You made him a scapegoat even though he did nothing wrong.  My brother Aaron didn't do anything wrong, he didn't rape that woman or kill her son.  I tried for years to get justice for him, but everyone thought he was guilty.  Now you are responsible for the death of every person on board that plane.  You're probably wondering how I did it?  I have been flying as a co-pilot on a Boeing 747 for six years, I know how to fly it and how to position it so that no one can save it.  Yes, I did it with full knowledge, just as you knowingly convicted my brother without conducting a proper investigation.  You destroyed our family, and I promised Aaron that I would avenge him.  As I write this letter a little earlier, the second officer, Daiki Ito, looks at me suspiciously, perhaps he sensed a threat.  He will die first.  He always pissed me off, but I often had to fly with him.  Idiot.  Masamitsu hasn't noticed anything, he's still going about his usual duties.  I think he's missing the fifth stick.  Finally, there is Captain Jack Aitken.  This one is the worst.  But I can deal with him too.

If you are reading this, it means I succeeded.  I got justice for my brother.
See you on the other side, losers!”

“Oh no, I won't let your damn plan succeed,” Gemini promised, and Fourth just smiled faintly.  “Fourth, take the controls on the right side.  Lucy, could you please bring someone from your cabin crew?  We will need two more people who know at least a little about piloting”.

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Phuwin tracked Japan Airlines flight 24242 on the Flightradar24 app, trying to glean more from the data, but he didn't understand much.  According to this information, the Boeing 747 stopped descending for some time and began to return to the correct cruising altitude.
Thanks to the Internet and television, fans from all over the world could follow the fate of their favorite artists on board the damaged plane.  The situation was dramatic.  Air traffic control tower conversations with Gem and Fourth were broadcast live.

“We must be running out of fuel,” Gemini tried to keep his voice steady, but Phuwin, who knew his brother well, heard the barely concealed fear in his tone.

“Are you sure?” The controller instructed him where to find the gauges showing the amount of fuel in the tanks.  To the increasing concern of observers, Gemini discovered that the left wing tank was losing fuel.

“Give me the values in the remaining tanks”.

The air traffic controller ordered Gemini, and the boy immediately obeyed.  “Good, now you need to cut off the fuel supply to engine number 4”.

Gemini looked up.  It was enough to turn off engine number 4, the problem was that Gem had only flown with P'Louis once in a small plane and it could not help him much in piloting the powerful Boeing 747.

“Your plane can fly on three engines, don't worry, we will take you to the airport and help you land safely”.

“I understood.  So what should we do now?”

“For now, make sure the autopilot is engaged”.

“Autopilot?”

“Yes, it will guide you until you land”.

Suddenly the connection was disconnected.  They heard only a dry crack, and then there was silence.

“Damn!  They had crashed”, Dunk was sure of it.  Phuwin slapped him on the back of the head with an open hand.  “Ouch!  What's that for?”

“For talking nonsense.  See, they're still on the radar, maybe the radio just went out, that happens sometimes.  Try calling one of them”.

“How?!  I already tried!!!  None of them answer!!”

Dunk was slowly starting to panic.  His hands were shaking.  At the same moment, their mother entered the house.  Her ex-husband and his current partner followed her uncertainly.  The young woman was wearing a police uniform and was carrying a bag with a laptop in her hand.  The boys' mother told her to set up her equipment next to Phuwin.  The woman obeyed, greeting everyone politely.  Phuwin ran to his father and threw his arms around his neck.

“Dad, Gem...”  He just said and got carried away by emotions.

“I know, that's why I brought Klara.  Klara has been given permission to use a secret program that we can use to establish direct contact with the boys.  It will be fine, don't worry, we will help them”.

The boys' father had spread out on the living room table what they thought was a picture of the cockpit of a Boeing 747, with all the switches and gauges.  A moment later, Louis Thanawin, their familiar pilot, also appeared.

“Louis!  If you're here, the boys will definitely come back safe and sound”.

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The television talked about the boys' natural talents for dealing with life- and health-threatening situations.

“Only thanks to the commitment and cool head of a very young Thai artist, his boyfriend and members of the cabin crew of the Japan Airlines Boeing 747, a tragedy was avoided”.

“I wouldn't say it's a success,” Gemini said, wrapping the blanket tightly around himself. “Three innocent people died, three pilots, including the captain, were murdered by the fourth of them.  I think we can consider these senseless deaths a tragedy”.

Amused, Phuwin watched with satisfaction as his little brother rubbed the nasty reporter's nose in the face.

“Master, simply master!  My brother is a goddamn genius!”

“Then you must buy him dinner and at the best restaurant!”  Their father's partner laughed.

“So I will!  Thank you!  Thank you for helping us”.

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This one is actually other version of one of the chapters in „Blinding Lights Despite Everything GeminiFourth”. In the end I wrote there another one, so this one I'm giving you here.

I don't know how good these stories are but I promise that next ones will be better!(I hope so!)

~your Magical
(You can ask me to write any ship/couple/characters you want)