[color=f26522][h1][u][center]Jack Ashbourne[/center][/u][/h1][/color]

Jack's head tilted slightly to the side as a strange sound filled the air. Looking up into the air a large metal object could be seen falling. It looked like a plane, but it was massive. Something was obviously wrong with the mysterious machine. It plummeted quickly towards the ground till disappearing from his sight. A low rumble could be heard, quickly growing in magnitude till it grew into a massive roar. The earth beneath his feet began to shake. He managed to stay steady barely, watching quietly without a single word. In the distance he could see dust and fire lick the sky where it had crashed.

When the seizures subsided Jack brushed off his pants, slightly covered in unruly dirt, and set off towards the crash. His pace was fast, even more so for his unusually long stride. He needed to know what the hell was that. Maybe whatever was controlling that plane knew about his sister. Maybe they had taken her captive. His fist clenched and his eyes darkened sinisterly at the thought. Anyone who touched Elizabeth would die. There would be no mercy for them.

Stepping through the sliding sand of the desert, Jack climbed to the top of a dune. His breathing had not changed during the long walk. Even for someone of his physique, he was slightly surprised at himself. Taking the last step necessary to see over the golden hill, Jack saw something like nothing he had ever imagined. It was definitely a plane that he had seen crash, but this was... massive... It was easily bigger than a house. Hundreds of people could fit in there. And it was on fire. Instantly fear gripped at him. Elizabeth had to be there. Sliding hurriedly down the hill he started running, yelling, [color=f26522]"Elizabeth! Elizabeth!"[/color] People could be see out of the corner of his eye, but he paid them no attention as he plunged into the burning wreckage looking for his dear little innocent sister.