Beauty and the Island

Present Day...South Pacific midmorning.

Sounds of engine trouble.Exploding engine.
Lights blinking.
Private Gulfstream 650 taking a dive.
Panic passengers...
Rapid dive,rapid crash landing in water...

When Nena awoke on the bed she feels the waters of the South Pacific rising around her. She stands drops her robe which reveals the buxem hardbody beauty in her pink thong bikini. She stares out at what is now a Gulfstream split in half. Already the first half has plummeted in the vast deep of the South Pacifc and her rich boyfriend is no where to be found. Her mind is disoriented,bewildered as to to what happened. She has a brief headache and she ignores it.
 She finds the medical kit and slings it over her shoulder. All she can hear is the stillness around her and the sounds of rising water. Her muscles ache but despite she's amazed she's survived the crash.
 "Better get the hell out," She murmurs as the water rises quickly.
  Nena reaches the edge of the split Gulfstream and dives in the water. She rises a few meters outside the wreckage. She watches as the latter part of the jet sinks quickly into the fathomless South Pacific.

Nena turns in the water and sees rocks peak through a strange fog. Now fueled with the intent of survivial she swims toward the rock outcroppings. Once she gets past the fog, she sees a beach and with a surf rolling in and rolling out. Nena grabs the rock and she lets the hide tide ride in the beautiful beach.
She crashes on the beach. Aches and pains. Her five foot 3 frame withstanding the blow. Nena lands on her chest catches her breath and rolls herself on her bareback. She faces the sky and stares upward at the endless tropical blue. She welcomes the hot tropical sun.
 Nena wonders where she is and drifts back to sleep to ease her physical pain and let the sun dry her off. She dreams of the vivid crash for it stirs her awake. Tears run down her eyes.
 Nena rises upward and drys her brown eyes. She stares at the fog,cave in front of her and asks,"Where the hell am I?"
 Nena knows she's on an island and she's been to various islands in the South Pacific. But this one is slightly off she feels. Nena stands on a stone and cranes her head upward. Beyond the grey and black mountains she sees an abudance of rich green.
 "Food," She blurts. "Food."
For now this mysterious island sparks her attention. For she never seen anything like it.
For now she's haunted by the crash,but survival is more on her mind that what happened a few hours ago.