I tried my hardest to swim and hold my breath at the same time. My heels were dragging us down. I reached down to take them off, and saw a huge shadow coming right at us. I yanked on Jack's arm, and he looked back. The object was now much closer, and I could tell it was metal. Missiles, maybe. Or, some kind of submarine to come take us back. It was really fast, and Jack tried to swim faster, but only succeeded in kicking me in the forehead. The sub was so close, I could feel the pressure.  I looked back, and forgot about the whole, I can't breathe underwater thing, and screamed. Suddenly, the ground was shaking. The sub was pushed back so fast that it took us with it. The current was too strong, and we couldn't swim away. Soon, we were washed up on the shore of a strange island. My shirt and skirt were torn, and I sat up. I saw the missile-sub, thing, completely jacked up a distance away. Not two minutes after,  it exploded. I leaned back and clumped down in the sand again. Jack was still unconscious, so I closed my eyes and drifted off...

A/N Sorry it's so short, and that I haven't updated, I've been busy with a project. Mwah kisses!