~AN: I was going to postpone updating this until tomorrow sometime, but I couldn't sleep because of this craaazy ass thunder storm that's going on. So I thought why not post this Dramatic chapter with this dramatic weather? So Ta-da. So HEY I might come in here later on and fix or change some things, I promised a friend of mine I'd update soon so yeah... Cheese this thunder is scary ._.~~~
"Hey!" I call as I run through the forest surveying the area carefully. After a few moments I come upon a clearing in the middle of the forest. I slowly scan around; seeing nothing out of the ordinary I start on my way past the pond to continue my search.
In the depths of the pond an unconscious ninja slowly makes contact with the bottom. Small bubbles of air escape from his slightly parted lips and rush up for the surface. Water rushes inside in place of the air while sand is unsettled causing a thin fog to rise up from the pond floor surrounding this ninja slowly.
I'm making my way around the pond as something catches the corner of my eye. I snap my attention back to the pond inspecting it curiously.
"Was that... bubbles?" I question. I notice several insects settle themselves on the surface of the water where the bubbles rose.
I blink, "No." I say in disbelief and go up to the pond and crouch down at the edge. I squint lean in closer then gasp,
"Kiba!-?" I cry as my eye catches the dog ninja lying limp on the pond floor as he is slowly blocked from view by a fog of sand. My heart freezes in my chest. "Kiba!" I shout jumping up to my feet throwing my jacket off in the process. I take a few steps back and tear off my other jacket. "I'm coming!" I yell sprinting to the pond's edge and dive in.
I swim down desperately focusing on where I saw him. The fog slowly clears and-
"Where is he!-?" I quicken my decent, "No no no!" I repeat over and over. "Kiba... Please." I beg scanning the area. I touch bottom as softly as I can, trying not to stir up more sand. "I'm running out of air..." My gaze shoots to my feet as my right foot suddenly plummets down into the sand.
"What the?" I stagger as my foot falls deeper, the sand up to the knee of my right leg, my left leg starting to follow suit. "No way. I don't have time for this" I reach down into the sand quickly to try and free my foot from whatever this sand is. "I have to find Kiba!"
I'm groping around through the sand for the back of my shoe when something clammy with several appendage brushes against the back of my hand. I pull my hand back quickly to ensure the safety of my hand. I look over my hand and then back down at the sand. "What in the world..." I slowly push my hand back down through the sand and search for my shoe again. I find the base of my shoe and start trying to set it free. As I start to pull my shoe up, the clammy appendage brushes against the back of my hand again. This time I snap my hand quickly around and grab the offending appendage tightly.
Surprisingly, whatever it is isn't putting up a fight and is limp in my grasp. I feel around the limp lump taking note of other appendages branching off from the main section. There's one...two three four...
I yank up roughly on the thing dragging it out of the sand. I let out a shout at a limp pale hand as it surfaces from the sand in my grasp. I clamp my mouth shut trying to seal any possible air in my mouth.
"Kiba!" I shift my hands farther down to the base of the arm and pull upwards with all my strength, tearing the dog ninja up towards me. It feels like the weight of the world is lifted off of my shoulders as his head slowly emerges from the dark, gripping sinkhole.
I begin to maneuver myself up out of the sand, holding onto Kiba's leather jacket tightly the whole time. I glare as the sand refuses to release my right foot. I grit my teeth and mercilessly rip it from the sand. I cringe momentarily and regard the limb in pain. I try my best to shake it off and quickly turn back to the dog ninja.
"Kiba." I reach down and wrap my arms around his chest then pull him the rest of the way out, "Kiba, Kiba." I repeat as I hold him tightly against me. "I'll save you."
My face twists in pain my lungs being squeezed of the last remaining air that they had. My chest heaves, begging for air. Air I don't have.
"This can't be happening." In sheer desperation I thrust my left foot down against the bottom and shoot up for the surface. I kick and stroke as fast as I can, slowed down by the dog ninja limp in my arms. My vision blurs. My muscles cry out with extreme fatigue.
"I-I'm not going to make it." In a last ditch attempt I thrust up, use the last of my strength, and hope for a miracle.
~AN: oooh I'm a mean horrible person. Two cliff hangers in a row!-? Heh, sorry guys.
I'll be updating this again soon, I've got the ideas flowin' 'n stuff.~