Train Wreck

Hey thank u all who keep reading my story. I’m so glad that all of you like it so much. I think this one is so much better written than my first one but I guess that was to be expected. Anyway, here’s the third chapter for your enjoyment. Oh but first a couple of shout outs….

Chocho:: well thank you so much, I’m glad that I’m getting better. By the way, do you have any chocolate?

Anon:: sorry for leaving it like that, but u understand rite? And may u b patient no more!

SexyStar:: Edge of your seat huh? Make sure you don’t fall.

Setsuna:: I’m so glad you like it. Here’s more 4 ya.

Chapter 3: Open your eyes

The bright stars above in the sky and the moon shinning down illuminated the train that sat in ruin. It lay on its right side, the left facing the endless sky. With all the dust settled you could now see the damage that was caused. The first car where the controls and conductor were stationed was crushed along with half of the first car of passengers. All other cars had broken windows, dented sides, and scratched metal frames.

Shuichi lay in the very last car, against a broken window at his back. Since it was the middle of the night and the power was completely gone, the car was dark. There was no street or building lights out here, just an empty stretch of dark road in the distance.

Shuichi slowly opened his eyes, putting a head to his head as a dizzy spell shot thru him. Trying to sit up slightly to look around, he put his hand on the ground underneath him only to quickly pull back in pain. Bringing his palm close to his face to take a look, Shuichi saw a red line appear down the middle. Shuichi then looked down and noticed the broken window that lay shattered against the ground underneath him. Without bothering to look himself over for other injuries, Shuichi tried to get up off the floor. But with all the rocks and boulders, including the suitcases, it proved to be a little more difficult.

“Here, need some help?” The voice asked from in front of Shuichi.

Shuichi looked up, allowing his eyes to adjust to the sudden light and saw a young woman standing in front of him with a blush spreading across her checks. She held a flashlight in her left hand, pointed up at the ceiling which gave off enough light to illuminate the area around him. Her hair was a shade of blonde that was so obviously dyed and brown eyes that were shining with excitement. She extended her hand and Shu tentatively took it. She was wearing a knee length skirt that was all dusty and a short sleeved shirt that was ripped at the bottom, exposing her belly button. Her legs were all bruised and she had a small gash on her forehead just above her right eyebrow.

With the lady’s help, Shuichi was able to stand up and clear most of the suitcases away, carefully shifting the rocks that were pilled all around. “Thanks, um, what’s your name?” Shuichi asked cautiously.

The lady brought up her hands in front of her mouth prayer style and squealed. She answered enthusiastically, “Oh my god! My name is Haruna Takano. It’s such a pleasure to meet you.”

Shuichi mentally rolled his eyes and sighed. ‘There are others hurt and she’s acting like an idiot just because she met me.’ Shuichi thought as he took a look around the car. From what he could see by the moonlight coming in from the broken windows above, everything was in disarray. People everywhere where pilled under rocks and bags. Remembering about the guy next to him, Shuichi quickly turned around and started to pull at the suitcase that was on top of him. Knocking it to the ground, Shu looked at the man and noticed the deep gash on his face. It spread from right above his chin to the spot between his eyebrows. Blood had already stopped flowing out and when Shu was about to check to make sure if he was alive, saw a metal shard stuck deep in his chest. It was right in the spot where your heart would lay and with all the blood that Shuichi now saw all over and around the man, he figured him to be dead.

As Shuichi started to climb carefully over each seat to find any others that might be alive, Haruna, following close behind, began talking non-stop. “I can’t believe I was on the same train as you. This is so great. My friends will be really jealous. Oh by the way I’m 19 right now. Did you know that my birthday is the after yours? I know it’s so weird. I have everything of yours. I’m such a huge fan. So what’s your favorite food? Mine of course is fish pasta.”

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The first car was partially crushed by a huge boulder that fell from the mountain. Only the last couple of seats were saved from being trapped in the bent metal frame. Eiri, who had fallen from his seat during the ordeal, now lay on his back on top of the bag compartment. A suitcase was lying on his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe and another smaller one was covering his legs. The blood seeping out from the gash on his head contrasted with his hair making it stand out as his face grew pale.

Half awake with his eyes only slightly open, Eiri faintly heard voices in the background. “Hey, help me over here. I think he’s still alive.” The voice of a young man called out, his voice echoing throughout the car. The sound of someone constantly jumping was heard and the pressure that was crushing his chest was lifted allowing Eiri to take in a deep breath. Soon the pressure on his legs was gone as well but was replaced by the feel of a million needles poking in his skin. Fading back to unconsciousness, Eiri lastly felt someone wrapping his head with a cloth.

By the time Eiri awoke again he was laying on his back on a cushioned surface. His eyes slowly opened to a darkened room. Only a couple of candles and a flashlight illuminated the car. Turning his head to the left, Eiri heard someone say, “He’s waking up.” Just as the owner of the voice came into view. It was a young man probably around thirty years old. He had dark brown hair with the remains of deep blue highlights in his hair. His deep green eyes searched Eiri’s. “Hey man, what’s your name?”

Eiri opened his mouth to speak in a croaked reply, “Eiri Uesugi. What happened? Who are you?” He asked a little confused.

The man’s eyebrows lifted as an expression of shock took over his face. “You don’t remember? Something went wrong with the train and it crashed. You were out cold for a while there, wasn’t sure if you were going to wake up or not.” Seeing Eiri try to sit up, he helped him by putting pressure on his back with his hand then reached over to the side. When his hand came back it held a water bottle which he gently held out to Eiri and helped him take a sip to clear his throat. “The names Armand Chaser. I’m not from around here as you can tell. I came here on vacation from London.”

Pulling back from the bottle, Eiri took a look around. With the car falling on its side the seats would have been in the way forcing you to climb over them. The seats here were all laid out next to each other. Armand noticed the questioning look on Eiri’s face and told him, “We did that. Didn’t feel like climbing over them constantly so while you were out we pulled them out and laid them flat. The bodies of everyone that died, we put over there by the flattened half of the car.” He pointed to the spot where the bodies lay covered with clothes to conceal them from view.

Soon another person came into view. It was a lady that looked to be around her forties. She had shoulder length blonde hair with the ends dyed a shade of red. Her blue eyes widened in shock. “Oh you’re awake, thank goodness. How do you feel?” She asked in a honey sweet voice. “By the way my name is Kyoko Namagi.”

Eiri bowed his head briefly. “I’ll be fine.” Suddenly feeling dizzy, Eiri put a hand to his forehead, applying pressure but pulled back just as quick at a sting of pain.

“You banged your head and have a nice gash now. It would be best if you tried not to make quick movements with your head.” Kyoko leaned down, pulling a penlight out of her pocket and studied Eiri’s eyes with it. When Eiri squinted at the sudden blinding light she reassured, “Don’t worry, I’m a doctor.” She pulled back and put the light away. “You should be fine. I was on my way to Narita airport to leave for the states. That’s where my practice is.”

“Is there anyone else alive?” Eiri asked, not really directing the question to anyone.

Armand spoke first. “It’s just the three of us, in this car anyway. Most of the passengers got crushed when the metal flattened.” His voice seeming saddened.

“We haven’t checked the other cars yet.” Kyoko put in. “The front car was crushed so all the computers and controls are gone and we can’t seem to get a signal from our cell phones either. Anyway, the dinning car is behind us. We should go there and wait. Anyone still alive can probably make their way there.”

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Shuichi climbed over the last seat that stood in his way from the door that connected this car to the others. Haruna was still following him and was now talking about her childhood. How she went to the amusement park six times in one month. Shuichi was tuning her out but it wasn’t doing much. She was starting to grate on his nerves and Shuichi isn’t the most patient person.

“And do you know what he said to me?” Haruna carried on.

When he jumped to the floor, Shuichi looked around for others but saw no one in the front seats. Staring up at the door, Shuichi’s heart skipped a beat. He had forgotten about Eiri. “Oh my god, I’m such an idiot.”

“What?” Haruna looked up at the back of his head confused. “How did you know?” Ignoring her, Shu grabbed the handle and pulled, letting the door fall downward with a loud bang as it hit the wall. “Hey, where are you going?” She asked jerking out of her thoughts.

“To find someone.” Shuichi answered shortly as he began to pull himself up into the opening.


AN:: Sorry for the short chapter. I had trouble writing this. Hope you liked it. Oh and PLEASE review.