lost_in_legend

Title: The chosen one of the Lost city-Prologue
Pairing: Jared/Jensen, Tom/Mike, Chris/Steve, Jeff/Samantha
Fandom: Supernatural RPS
Rating: NC-17
Summery: AU!! A trip to UK had changed Jensen's life. Their plane crashed into an unknown island full of mystery and the natives of the island are waiting for a 'chosen one'
Disclaimer: Written only for fun
Warnings: nothing so far
Beta: By awesome atsugari8 who had sharpen it up wonderfully :D All the mistakes are mine.

Banner is made by me (which is probably the reason ot that good)

A/N: It may have slightest resemblesnce to Amazone and Lost tv series, although I have only watched season 1 of Lost

Very Special thanks to atsugari8 for her help in this story. She played a huge part in it :D

The chosen one of the Lost city-Prologue

Chris and Steve had decided to drag him to UK. They were celebrating their 3rd year anniversary, which is why they were traveling to UK in the first place…and then again, that was the very reason Jensen didn’t want to go. Firstly, he was going to be stuck with two overly affectionate love birds and secondly, it was highly likely that the said love birds would ignore him since they would be too preoccupied with each other. Not that he minded but what’s the point of going on a trip if it meant he was going to spend most of the time all on his lonesome. Jensen sighed and closed his eyes. Leaning his head on the seat, settling in for the long flight.

“Hey…umm…is someone here?” A nervous rich voice greeted Jensen. He cracked an eye open to look who it was and his breath almost hitched at the look of the guy. He was tall lanky kid with brown mop hair and soulful hazel eyes. Jensen opened both of his eyes to admire the kid. Seeing that he had Jensen’s full attention, the younger man grinned. Jensen was pretty sure that the whole damn airplane lit up just from that single smile. Flashing white teeth and dimples, it was one of the most beautiful smiles he had ever seen. Jensen stared at him for a minute or two and the younger man’s smile turned into a small frown… “Err. Is any one in this seat?” The kid asked again and Jensen finally snapped out from his dazed state. He blinked and gave an awkward smile.

“Um…Sorry no…no one’s here. You can sit” The younger man grinned again. “Thanks.”

He sat down and wriggled a bit, getting comfortable in the seat which was something Jensen doubted he could do because of the mile long legs.

“Traveling alone?” The guy asked, once he had settled down. His body was turned towards Jensen, hazel orbs trained on his face.

“Um…No with my two friends. They are going for a holiday and dragged me along with them.”

“Mine too. That’s them, the baldy guy.” The kid grinned. “He’s Mike and the guy next to him is my big brother…Tom. Well actually step brother. They are gonna get married. Mike thought it’s nice to drag me and Tom for a vacation…- ” The kid stopped abruptly.

“ Ah…sorry. I got a little bit carried away…I’m pretty excited about the trip and…” Jensen smiled reassuringly. “It’s ok…well I’m going crazy without company…my two friends are on an anniversary trip. It’s good to have someone to keep me company. I’m Jensen…Jensen Ackles.” He held his hand out. The kid blushed. “Crap….I forgot to introduce myself….sorry man. I’m Jared…Jared Padalecki.” Jared Pada… something took his hand in a firm hand shake and suddenly, Jensen was happy that he decided to come along.

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Two hours later Jensen learned that Jared was from San Antonio with two dogs called Harley and Sadie and they were his world. He was going to attend Texas Tech. University and major in History there. ‘So he’s 18 years old’ Jensen thought absent mindedly while listening to the younger boy chatter. By then Jensen knew that Jared love to read a lot, play video games, basket ball and go running with his dogs. He has an older brother and a step sister apart from Tom, whose names were Jeff and Megan. Jared apparently was a candy addict and love to eat cheeseburgers with lettuce, tomato, and mustard. Jensen had told Jared about himself that he’s studying about biology and then about his family, friends hobbies. He also talked about how he love to play golf, which he learned was also Mike and Tom’s passion according to Jared.

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They were deep in a conversation when the plane suddenly tilted. Jared’s hand immediately clasped tightly on Jensen’s hand. Jensen had hoped that it was just turbulence but apparently he was wrong and the plane continued to tilt dangerously. He vaguely saw Tom, who was looking at Jared and waving at him. That made Jared cling to his hand more. Jared was pale and shaking, his eyes wide and glazed, resembling a scared puppy. Jensen rubbed his thumb over the pale skin, hoping to give some comfort but his heart was hammering madly inside his chest. The plane skipped several time and it was practically heading downwards. Now, both of them were shaking. There were screams every where. Jensen swallowed thickly, scared out of his mind. Even before he realized he was praying with a raspy voice.

Everything became a blur of motions after that and Jensen could barely remember what happened next . He remembered Jared’s hands going slack as the tight grip on his hand loosened. Too afraid to look at his new found friend, Jensen held on to the hand tightly. He felt light headed and the world spun crazily. He felt something sharp hit his left hand but he wasn’t in a state to check. Darkness closed in and Jensen gave in to it without a fight.

A bright light lit the southern area of the island. Native villagers were gathered around their Shaman, waiting for the approval of the ritual of the moon that will be taking place in a month’s time. The Shaman had predicted that finally, the chosen one was arriving and the villagers were waiting for the arrival. All eyes which were on the Shaman switched to the bright light coming from the southern region…it was the place where once the lost city was and one place they wouldn’t dare to go. The Shaman opened his eyes. “electus unus est cum nobis. Nos mos tractare ritus of luna tunc in orior oriri ortus of plenus luna” The crowd cheered and Shaman’s eyes glinted dangerously.

translation

The chosen one is with us. We will perform the ritual of moon next in rise of the full moon

Chapter 1

Ok my Latin is not the best since I got it traslated from the web....and if you are interested please leave a comment :D thanks for reading