Welcome to the Island, Mr. Eli.

'I assume you've gotten everything taken care of as I have asked?'
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'Of course, sir. Everything is aboard, as well as the passengers.'
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'Good. Looks like you won't be getting fired today.'
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**The strong wind coming from the engines of a jet blow the hairs on Chris Legend's head all the way to the left. Despite this, his face is stone. A solid look in his grin, and his eyes hidden behind a paid of sunglasses, even though it is a cloudy day.**
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**He climbs up the steps into the jet, with nothing but a bag over his shoulder. As he enters the door, a flight attendant closes the it behind him. He pushes his way towards the front of the plane. He enters into a large room, with a table, 4 chairs, a bar, complete with a bartender, and a bathroom. He sits down in one of the chairs, throwing his bag casually on the ground next to him.**
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'Mr. Eli, sir...are you situated?'
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Legend: What of it?
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'It's just...they've been waiting for you.'
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Legend: Fine. Just send them in already.
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**From the back of the plane, 3 other people walk into the room. A latina woman, who looks to be in her mid 20's, takes the seat across from Chris. A man, looking to be in his 30's, with a grin across his face, sits to the left of Chris, and a second woman, this one looking incredibly young, takes the seat to the right.**
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Legend: Glad to have you guys back.
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**He turns his attention first to the man.**
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Legend: Sam...Sam Ryan was it?
How could I ever forget that attitude of yours.
You had a mouth with no filter.
I liked that about you.
And I'm glad to have you back.
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**Next, he looks to the latina.**
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Legend: Isabella...I could never remember your last name, you know.
deMonte, maybe?
You have the same purpose you always have.
Keep Sam from being an idiot.
I understand it's a hard task...
but someone has to do it.
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**Finally, he turns his attention to the third girl, with a smile on his face.**
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Legend: And of course...
how could I ever forget Ms. Alison Crider.
Last time I saw you, you were only a high schooler, barely 16 years old.
Heh...
Now look at you.
All grown up.
You look just like your mother, you know that?
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**Alison goes to break the silence of everyone but Chris.**
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Alison: I've been told, sir.
I'm glad to be back.
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**She pushes her blonde bangs out of her emerald green eyes.**
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Legend: Heh...
I'm glad to have you back, Alison.
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**Chris continues to look at her for a minute longer, before finally, the silence is broken.**
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Isabella: Chris...
I really have to ask...
Why have you brought us back?
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**Chris turns his attention to Isabella**
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Legend: An opportunity presented itself, and I took it.
When I was given the company...
I knew I wanted it to be my own.
And making it my own...
...involves bringing back some people from my past.
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Sam: What are you talking about?
Have you gone mental since we've last seen you?
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**He turns towards Sam, who grizzled expression shows his age.**
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Legend: Why Sam...
I'm surprised you haven't figured it out yet.
Take a look around you...
...who's here?
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**Sam, Isabella, and Alison all take a look, surveying the other people at the table. Finally, Alison's face lights up with a revelation.**
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Alison: You don't mean...
It's not possible is it?
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Legend: My dear...
anything is possible when you set your mind to it.
I had a goal, and I chased it.
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Isabella: And the end result was...
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Legend: That's right...
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Sam: North...
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Isabella: American...
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Alison: Wrestling...
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Legend: NAW.
That's right.
I made gold out of lemons.
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Isabella: But...
but...
but...
...how?
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**A grin cracks across Chris's face, and he chuckles.**
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Legend: You need not worry about that, my dear.
All that matters is that I brought you back.
You mission is the same as before.
Nothing's changed.
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Alison: Well...except...
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**She looks at Chris, and then sinks her head before saying anything.**
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Sam: Mike...
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**Chris's head snaps to Sam, with a look of sudden anger.**
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Legend: Out.
All of you.
Out of my sight.
Right now.
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**Isabella, Sam, and Alison quickly get up from their chairs, and hustle out the back exit, from which they came.**
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**Chris pulls his phone from his pocket, and begins searching for a number. He seems to find it, and presses the call button, carefully placing the phone against his ear.**
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Legend: Hey...
it's Chris.
Remember what we talked about?
Do it.
Yes, I mean now.
I want him ready to board the next plane here.
Do I sound like I'm kidding?
Just make it happen.
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**He hangs up the phone, and slips it into his pocket. He leans his head against the back of the chair, and slowly drifts off to sleep.**
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~Several hours pass~
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'Chris...come on...
it's time to wake up.'
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**Chris opens his eyes, and the first thing he sees is the blonde bangs of Alison hanging over her glowing eyes.**
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Legend: We're...
We're here?
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Alison: Yes...
and it looks like we're the first ones.
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**Chris props himself up, grabs his bag, and begins walking to the door.**
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Alison: Do you need any help?
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Legend: No...
thank you, sweetheart.
But I've got it.
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**He steps out of the plane, and immediately has to drop his sunglasses over his eyes to protect from the glare of the sun.**
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Legend: This place...
...it's freaking deserted...
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Alison: Yeah...
Everyone else will be arriving shortly.
In the mean time...
We have our own personal cabin.
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**Chris looks over at her, with a hint of excitement.**
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Alison: Yeah...
You...
Me...
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**Chris begins grinning**
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...Sam...
and Isabella.
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**And just like that, every bit of excitement gets wiped from his face.**
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Legend: Right...
Let's go...
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**They begin walking towards the cabin, as the plane flies off, and the scene fades to black.**
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