Chapitre 1: Fate
"Ha…, it will be some time before I see them again."
A young man was shaking his head as he tried to comfort himself from the loneliness that he was feeling. It was his first time riding on a plane, and while the experience was novel to him, it wasn't enough to distract him from his current thoughts.
He turned his head facing the window beside him as an effort to alleviate his homesick mood. While it might be an overestimation to call it homesickness as it hadn't been even a day from his departure, he never wanted to leave in the first place.
If it weren't for the tremendous support and encouragement that he got from his family and friends, he would have never considered going across the country just to be enrolled in a prestigious university. However, the moment that he received his scholarship acceptance letter for that university, everyone around him began celebrating and in turn pressured him to accept the offer.
"I should have told them I don't want to go…"
He mumbled while watching the sea of clouds below the plane. Upon seeing this surreal view, he was fascinated by the reality that he was above the clouds. Even when the ability to fly had been tamed by humans for many years, flying is still an unbelievable experience for many.
He stared outside the plane window for a couple of minutes and then he pulled out his smartphone from his pocket. He scanned his playlist of songs while pulling out a pair of earphones from his other pocket.
He pressed the play button of the audio app and placed his head comfortably leaning on the seat. He shut his eyelids in a slow and hypnotic manner. After quite some time, the young man began to doze off to wonderland while his head leaning slightly near the window.
As he was sleeping soundly in his seat, a flight attendant passed by the aisle pushing a beverage cart with her. She handed out a can of soda to the person sitting in the aisle chair. She continued doing her rounds around the economy class cabin, tending to the needs of the passengers. After a couple of minutes, she finished her rounds in the cabin and began to push her beverage cart towards the business class cabin.
Upon entering the business class cabin, she began her rounds just as she did in the economic class. She opened up the small cabinet found in the lower part of the beverage cart and pulled out a number of expensive wines. She placed them inside a bucket full of ice and began serving the chilled wines to wanting passengers.
She went first towards a middle-aged man who was sweating profusely while tapping away in his laptop. He was wearing a sharp-looking, and well-fitted blue suit. She thought that it might be his first time flying on a plane, so she approached him in order to give him a glass of wine to calm his nerves.
"Would you like some sir?"
"O..oh! Sorry, what was it?"
"Sorry for disturbing you sir, I was asking if you want to drink some wine."
"Ah, I see. Please, give me a glass. Thanks."
"No problem sir."
The flight attendant started pouring the wine inside the wine glass. After filling up half of the space in the glass, she gave it to the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man thanked the flight attendant and lifted the glass towards his lips. He slowly sipped some of the wine inside the glass while his mind is distracted and occupied with various thoughts.
[In conclusion, that thing must be destroyed at all cost before danger falls upon us], he typed on his keyboard. As he stopped hitting the keys of his laptop, he released a sigh of relief. He was experiencing joy as it seemed that he had discarded a huge load off his back.
The flight attendant continued on going to each individual sitting inside the business class cabin. Some of the passengers asked her for a beverage or a snack, while others refused her and continued doing their own business.
"I'd like to have some champagne, please."
"Here you are, miss."
A young and beautiful woman with short, blonde hair walked towards the flight attendant as she was about to go back to the previous cabin. She was wearing a yellow, chiffon long-sleeve blouse with white skinny jeans tightened by a thin, light-brown belt. She was holding a small purse with her left hand while using her right hand to reach out to the glass filled up by the flight attendant with champagne. She went back to her seat after getting the glass of wine which was situated in the frontmost seat of the right side of the plane.
Checking to see if there were any other passengers that needed attending, she quietly pushed the beverage cart back to the economic class cabin, intending to go to the back of the plane where the kitchen and the flight attendant's quarters are located. The toilets were also located in the back area of the plane. While there was a wall separating the actual area of the toilets from the entirety of the back area of the plane, any sound generated inside the toilets is still audible to the people directly near it.
The flight attendant passed through the bathroom area when she suddenly heard a soft, gasping noise. She paused for a moment and paid close attention to the toilet, ready to respond to any call of distress coming from inside it. For all she knows, there might be a passenger that needs medical attention inside there.
It took a couple of seconds before she was convinced that there was nothing wrong inside the toilet. She went on her way to the kitchen area, putting this entire event at the back of her mind.
"Ah…uh…, that's why I told you to be quiet."
"Ah…ah…, it can't… be helped. It… just feels… too good!"
Meanwhile, inside the toilet, there was a couple doing their best to join the mile high club. Both were completely naked, except for the woman's boots. The woman was pretty young with a curvaceous body and ample bosom. The man was also young, with raven-black hair and well-defined muscle tones.
The woman was straddling above the man's lap, moving up and down vertically while her pink and hardened nipples jiggle with the rest of her snow-white breast. Her woman-hole was sliding up and down the man's hard manhood while leaking some liquid that acted as a lubricant to their intense exercise.
While they were pre-occupied with their heated affection, the other door of the toilet opened as soft as possible. Out goes a middle-aged man wearing a flight pilot's uniform. He sneaked out of the lavatory, producing no noise as humanly possible while passing by the toilet room occupied by the two lovebirds.
Upon exiting the toilet area, he started walking towards the flight deck of the plane. Entering the cockpit, he slid down the chair of the first mate and began monitoring the equipment near him.
"Capt., I just encountered something funny earlier."
"You do know that we are under strict regulations regarding personal talk while inside the flight deck, right?"
"I know, it's just it was hilarious but at the same time it did make me a bit jealous."
"…Okay, continue."
"You know that one hot woman we passed by as we were preparing to fly the plane?"
"The one that you kept starring for a good few minutes, which almost gave you trouble with the admin? Yes, I remember her."
"Please don't remind about it…Ahem! So while I was doing my business inside the toilet, I noticed that there were two people who entered the lavatory."
"Wait… two?"
"Yep, a man with black hair and the woman earlier."
"Don't tell me…"
"Yes, Capt. They did it in there."
"…Young people these days, can't even afford a damn motel room."
While the captain and his first mate were busy criticizing the younger generation for their rash personalities and disregard of the future, the young man sleeping in the economy class cabin opened his eyes in an abrupt manner. He was panting as he awakened from his slumber, with sweat perspiring all over his face.
His jerked-like awakening attracted the attention of the teenage girl sitting beside him. She was wearing a blue hoodie while sporting a white cap above her head. She was wearing black, over-the-head headphones connected wirelessly on her smartphone that she was holding inside her hoodie's right pocket.
"Hey mister, are you alright?"
"Hah…hah…hah…, I'm fine…I'm fine. Just a bad dream."
"Hee…, aren't you too old for a bad dream?"
Being called out by a teenager, the young man felt embarrassed. He was about to reply when suddenly the plane began to shook violently.
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!
Inside the flight deck, the captain and the first mate were monitoring the situation of the plane after the sudden phenomenon. The captain was looking at the data and sky, while the first mate was busy on his side of things.
"Captain, it looks like the normal turbulence problem."
"I see. Open up the communications channel and announce it to the passengers that it's just a normal turbulence problem."
"Roger."
"…Still, it's quite weird to have a turbulence problem in this area of the sky. Never had that before…"
While the first mate told the passengers of the situation, the captain mumbled to himself. During the time when the captain and the first mate were still discussing the cause of the violent shaking, the flight attendants did their job of calming and organizing the shocked and nervous passengers.
A few minutes passed by until all the passengers calmed down. Both the young man and the teenage girl silently lean back to their seats. The turbulence problem earlier had made the young man shake in nervousness. If the violent shaking continued a bit longer, he would have started shouting and hysterically flail his hands.
For the teenage girl, as it was not her first time flying solo, she calmly assessed the situation and began remembering the instructions given by the safety video upon boarding the plane.
The young man released a big sigh of relief as he sank to his seat. He began to realize how pathetic he was during the turbulence situation. Vowing to not humiliate himself again in his future flights, he started doing a rhythmic breathing pattern while holding his left chest with his right arm, akin to feeling his heartbeat with his palm.
As he was in the middle of his ritual, suddenly a loud bang propagated inside the plane coming from the middle section, dead center of the economic class cabin. This loud and sudden noise awakened him from his hypnotic trance, as he noticed everyone panicking and shouting.
There was a huge hole in the floor of the plane, with its cracks reaching the edge of the plane. The cracks were rapidly growing inside as it tunnels through the plane's rigid body.
The teenage girl was pale in fright as she grabbed the young man's left arm. She was holding his arm tightly, squeezing it with her two small hands as if she was asking him to solve the situation.
The young man was also in a terrified but slightly aware state, as he observed the cracks slowly crawling through the plane's body. It had reached the ceiling, which made the shaking of the plane more vigorous.
Kirik…kirik…kirik kirik kirik kirk…
The plane began to descent fast, with the front body of the plane completely detached from the back portion. The unlucky fellows who were seating in the middle of the economic class cabin were thrown outside, free falling to their fates. The guy seating in the middle of the explosion was decimated as his body parts went flying to all directions, with his head landing near the young man.
The bottom part of the plane continued falling and shaking. The young man held the arms of the teenage girl when suddenly his seat belt failed and he was thrashed around the cabin. His head had hit a metal bar extending to the former front body of the plane.
His mind turned dark as his unconscious body fell out of the cabin and out of the plane.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
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