Title: The Great Escape

Author: Typhoid-love

Rating: T, because there is violence.

Summary: AU. Instead of getting shot, Shannon is kidnapped by the Others during Abandoned.

Disclaimer: If I owned Lost I would not be writing fanfiction about it... I would be making Shannon still alive! (Pfft, damn writers)

Authors Note: This is only the prologue so it's rather short. The rest of my chapters will be longer. They're not like super long but I think that they are a decent amount. This is also my first full length story that I am going to be writing; meaning that this fanfic will be longer than five chapters. Yay. I hope you enjoy. Sorry about any misspells.

The whispers. He heard the whispers. These were the same whispers that he had been denying for so long; to point where he wouldn't even believe the woman he loved. Now he heard them.

And now he also saw Walt.

Shannon swiftly turned her head towards him, rain droplets cascading down her beautiful face.

"Do you see him?" She asked him desperately. She needed him to see Walt, she needed him to believe in her more than anything in the world.

Sayid could only nod his head slowly. He saw Walt and there was no denying it now.

It took him a moment to realize that Shannon ran off shouting Walt's name in the middle of a dangerous jungle.

"Shannon!" He shouted jumping to his feet and running after her.

Unfortunately, Sayid slipped on the mud and fell on to the ground. While he tried to get back up he heard Shannon's blood curling scream. His eyes widened and he quickly recovered from his fall and he ran to where he heard her scream. He ran as fast as he could.

Once he was there he momentarily froze at what he saw. A large man was holding Shannon by her golden locks and she was unconscious. Anger fueled inside of him, but before he could attack the man who held the woman he loved, he felt something hit the back of his head hard and then there was only darkness.

He was too late.

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The first thing Shannon noticed when she woke up was the excruciating pain in her head. She groaned as her eyes slowly creaked open. Despite the stiffness of her body, she sat up on the hard ground that she was on. She tentatively put a hand to her aching head.

She looked around; her surroundings weren't familiar.

The room was dark and gray with cement. It was cold and dreary. There were no windows; there was only the dim light bulb on the ceiling. The floor was grainy and uncomfortable. It was like she was stick in some sort of prison cell. She hated it. She was starting to panic. She wanted to be anywhere but here. Her breathing started to hitch.

"Shannon, you're awake!" A voice came from behind her.

She swiftly turned and her eyes widened at what she saw.

"Oh my God… Walt!"

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