The smell of smoke and dust filled the plane and woke them up choking. The secretary was the first to wake up, panicking almost immediately when he saw the damage he was in.

The colorful plane they had been on had crashed somewhere and it looked recent which met it could blow up soon. Taking sharp breaths, he unbuckled his seat belt and rushed to get his boss's son out first. If anything happened to that boy, he knew he was doomed.

His boss wouldn't just have his head but his whole generation's head.

The emergency door was already open so he just removed his seat belt and pulled Ramus out. It must have been a bumpy crash because his head was coated with blood.

When Brian was sure he was far away from the plane, he dropped Ramus' sleeping body there then ran to wake the others. By then the Asian man and two of the English men were up.

"Wake the others." He said quickly. "The plane is going to blow up soon."

Even when they were still a little disoriented, they managed to wake up the rest and Brian helped them out and they walked groggily to where Ramus' sleeping body was.

They waited patiently for the plane to go off but Brian and the others didn't see anything.

"Are you sure it is going to blow up?" The Asian man asked as they stared at the plane that gave no sign that it was going to blow.

"When planes crash, don't they explode?" he asked.

"I'm sorry. I'm a lawyer not an engineer." He corrected him.

"Well I am something close of an engineer. I don't think this one will blow up." The other brown haired man that looked to be in his 20's said.

"Then I can go get my bags?" The Asian man asked him, glancing at him when he didn't say anything.

"Don't look at me. I design ships and houses. Planes are for the aeronautics." He pointed at the plane, frowning when the man just looked away from him like the man was talking nonsense.

"For your information, I went to law school not engineering school and if you don't mind, there are important things on that plane that I need to have."

"Why don't you just go take it instead of giving us this very unnecessary gist?" The youngest kid after Ramus said. He had a deep English accent.

The Asian man glared at him then cursed before he started for the plane. It was quite funny to Brian when the plane literally blew up in his face, knocking him back a few steps. It was also funny to see Ramus up and screaming like they had just killed his mother.

"Noooo! My baby was in there."

"You're a father?" The caramel colored skin boy asked, raising a confused brow at him.

"No, you idiot." He glared at him when he saw him laughing, "My Clash of Clan game. My Mac! He was in there."

Brian almost believed he was crying but when he started being over dramatic with it by rolling on the floor and the lack of tears in his eyes, he just rolled his eyes at the kid. This kid was about 19, he could not get any more childish and pathetic.

But he did. Just as the Asian man came back to them, covered in sand by the beach, Ramus clung to his pant trousers and pulled on it as he cried out, "My father's secretary, I can't live without my game. I need my game back."

"You are nineteen. Grow up." He sneered at him as he wiggled his leg to get the boy off.

"I don't wanna." He whined and Brian just ignored him. This was what he had to deal with to get on his boss' good side.

"Did you get your bag?" The brown haired man, known as the Architect, asked the Asian with a smirk as the rest of the men laughed.

He glowered at him then dusted the sand off his suit, "I don't see how that is funny? I just lost something important that would have won me three million."

One of the men that had been quiet since they got there whistled and said, "That's a lot of cash."

"No need to talk about my two million business deal I just missed." The other man on suit said. He was still on the floor and was staring at the ground.

"So where are we exactly?" The other kid with nice blue eyes and English accent said.

"I don't know. An Island, I guess." Brian said as he watched the smoking plane while the others looked towards the direction of the island.

"Oh my god! I just realize all radios to contact anyone out of here was blown up with the damn plane. We are stuck here!" Ramus exclaimed then started thrashing on Brian's pant leg again.

Brian ignored him again and the brown haired man that was beside him said, "Your kid?"

Brian wanted to glare at him but the man didn't know him to know that he hated anything related to his boss. And Ramus was his son. Giving the the Architect a weak smile, he said, "No. He's my boss' son."

"I wonder what he would do when he hears his son was in a crash or had gone missing." The man smiled and added, "I'm Doug, by the way."

"Brian." He said as he tucked his hands in the pocket of his black loosely fitted jeans. "I think he'll just fire me again."

Doug laughed then looked to the man who was still on the floor as he said, "Thank God there are no chicks here because I wouldn't want anyone panicking on me."

Brian scoffed, "Does the kid on my leg count?"

The man chuckled and said, "Please no. We need to find somewhere to stay until tomorrow. It's already getting dark and God knows how in there would be." He added, pointing to the forest.

They nodded and Doug said quickly when everyone fell silent. "I'm Doug, by the way."

"Dave." The English kid said.

"Nathan." The man on the ground replied.

"I'm Michael." The caramel toned boy said.

The Asian man adjusted his jacket and held his head up high in a proud way before he said, "I'm Marc Yen. I am-"

"We don't want to know dude." Dave shut him up before he could even finish. Marc responded with a glare but didn't say anything more.

"I'm Brian and the kid cry on my pants is Ramus." He said, rolling his eyes when the stupid kid waved at them.

The last man smiled and said, "I'm John. I see we are all taking this very well, being lost on an island."

"Actually no. I'm panicking but quietly." Dave crossed his arms then looked at them. "When I wake up tomorrow, I'll be like the Ramus kid."

Nathan stood up from the sand and said, "Let's just find somewhere to sleep. It's getting dark and the wind is getting cold. Let's try and leave out day one before we think of day two."

Everyone agreed with a nod and followed him to find somewhere they were going to sleep.

~::~

It was already dark outside and the men had found somewhere secure to rest their legs. Nathan and Michael had gone to fetch some wood to use to make fire and the rest just sat on the healthy green grass and tried to introduce themselves with more information.

John started, zipping up his jacket when he felt himself get cold, "I'm John as you all know. I'm a biologist and I was on my way to Florida to a program I had with the university students there. Sadly, I had listen to those weird women in suits and they led me back to the arrival and dumped me on that rainbow plane."

Dave ran a hand through his hair, "My story isn't very long. I had been called to school from London and when I came, I got redirected to land in Florida. Think you can guess the rest, I followed the suited 'men' in my case to their plane."

"My boss just booked me and his son on it." Brian said, glancing at the sleeping kid then back at them, "One lesson I've learnt from it, don't take things that are free or overly cheap."

The sound of twigs breaking and bush shaking made the men turn just to see Nathan and Michael coming out. They dropped what they had found in the middle of the unnoticed circle they had formed and Nathan positioned himself between Marc and Doug. "Sorry we took long."

"Anyone knows how to start a fire?" Marc stared at the lump of sticks and twigs.

"Didn't they teach you in boys' scout? Or did they have boys' scout where you come from?" Dave smirked at him.

"Excuse me?" he turned towards the boy and he just laughed, waving his hands in the air.

"Relax. I was just kidding with ya."

He frowned at him, "I do not think I am in the mood to be kidding with. I am lost in the middle of nowhere with no food or blanket or a comfortable place to sleep and you think it is the right time to make jokes?"

"Okay Mister grumpy pants, I won't try to lighten the mood here anymore."

"Lighten the mood? How does insulting me-"

John quickly interrupted him when he started raising his voice. No one wants a blood bath on the first day. "Ok. Ok. Let's focus on something else."

"How can we focus on something else when we are really stranded here?" Michael's voice came from somewhere but John couldn't see him until he joined the circle.

"Where were you before?" Doug asked, staring up at him.

"I went back to the beach to check for signal." He replied as he walked inside the circle and knelt before the sticks, picking up two of it. "And I got nothing."

"Not even one bar?" Marc asked hopefully.

"Nothing." He replied as he beat the sticks continuously.

Marc heaved a sigh, running his hands over his face, "We are dead, aren't we?"

Nathan placed a hand on his shoulder, squeezing it every now and then. "We'll get out of course. It's just going to take time."

"Time I might not have. If I don't eat soon, I might die." John said, rubbing his stomach when he heard it grumbling.

"Got it!" Michael exclaimed when the fire started and he adjusted the wood to make the fire come out more.

John moved along with the other men to get closer to the fire for warmth. He took out his hands from his jacket and placed it a little too close to the fire but it didn't burn him enough to remove his hands. "Ahh!" he smiled when he felt a little bit warm.

"We'll get the food tomorrow and maybe somewhere more comfortable to sleep." Nathan said as he rubbed his hand together.

"I second that idea." Brian said, "We've just got to sleep it out today. We don't know what might be in there."

They nodded but said nothing as they just watched the fire flicker and prayed they might be out of the Island soon.

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A/n
Brian as Shia labeouf.
Hunny hunny ^_^

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