Shadows of the Past

[FONT=&quot]Chapter 1: The Flight[/FONT]​

[FONT=&quot]Nicholas, who was 12 years old, sat down on a comfortable chocolate brown seat. He ran his hand down the soft, scaly surface of the chair. He could smell the sweet cherry aroma of the sweets, he held in a plastic bag between his legs. The sweets were cherry flavored hard candy, which had white and red swirls on it’s surface. He imagined the candy rolling around his mouth and the sweet taste of the sweets but he shook his head and resisted. They were for sucking, as the plane will go up to the skies. He turned to the air hostess, in the middle of the aisle, posing and explaining how to put on an oxygen mask in case of an emergency. Nicholas, though was not paying attention to the instructions and looked away, as she glanced his way. He thought about looking back at the long brown haired young woman with pink blush make up. He thought she looked like a fairy princess. This was a strange feeling for Nicholas. It felt…alien. Soon, the plane’s engines started to thrust. They were starting to move. The air hostess moved back, out of the way, sitting down by the coffee machine. She put her seatbelt on. Nicholas followed suit and waited for liftoff. This was Nicholas’ first time and as the airplane reached the runway, his heart started to pound like a bongo. He could even feel sweat running down his cheek. He was getting afraid. He was alone and no one was sitting next to him. He was on a flight to Vancouver for a family trip and during October, not many people wanted to go, except for businessmen. He saw three men in black coats with sunglasses on behind him, in the corner of his eye. He thought they were strange. Not many people wore sunglasses on an airplane…[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The plane took off from the ground and Nicholas’ ears started to pop. As Nicholas was about to grab a candy, the three men in black coats stood up and ran along the aisle. They reached inside their jackets and grabbed one sphere like object each. It started to beam red lights, as they were planted on the ship’s floor. Nicholas’ hearing improved from the popping and he could hear screams of terror.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“IT’S A BOMB!!!” a woman screamed. The air hostess tried to reach the bomb but the men waved out their handguns towards other passengers. Suddenly the bombs exploded in white light and Nicholas’ vision blurred to white. His ears popped again but he could still hear screams and shouts of anguish. The screams and shouts faded and he heard waves crashing against the shore. He was lying down on sand and he could feel the grains rub against his legs. Water from the waves tickled the toes of his feet. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Hey, hey, hello? Are you okay!?" someone exclaimed. Nicholas opened his eyes to find a boy with hazel brown spiky short hair and concerned lime green eyes.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Nicholas sighed, holding his head, which felt like it was pierced through by a thorn. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“I guess…” he replied hazily. “Where am I?”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“Colbera Islands….are you sure you’re okay?”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“Indutebly” Nicholas replied. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“[/FONT][FONT=&quot]Indutey-what?”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“It’s a word, my friend came up with…I’m not sure if it’s a real word…”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“You’re strange…what’s your name?”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“My name’s Nicholas….you?”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“Hiro!”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Nicholas looked at his surroundings. They were on a beach and the surroundings were very bright and cherry trees covered around a waterfall. “How did I get here?” Nicholas thought.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Dark clouds started to gather around the island. Hiro tugged Nicholas by the shirt. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“Come on, we have to get inside!”
[/FONT][FONT=&quot]“Why?”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“No time to explain! Come on!”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Nicholas looked into the dark clouds and saw bat like creatures spurring from within it. Nicholas, then figured out , the bats were the clouds themselves! He started to sprint alongside Hiro. [/FONT][FONT=&quot]

(Please critique!)
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Thanks for the critiques, Toph! I'm not sure if I will continue this though.