Isn't this chapter a little too short? That's because there are two parts to the original episode I'm writing, ya know! :) Anyway...

Me: Is it me or am I actually getting a job?

Megan: ...besides being a writer? You'll fucking do great as a graphic designer you know!

Me: But you know... maybe you guys won't have updates for a while.

Caroline: Sure, maybe we come from Mr. Motown, but we can always wait!

Jeanette: I agree. The kids can wait for you, and you know how patient they are on their author too. It's not everyday someone writes about the story or their life, right?

Me: (sigh) Just know I'm gonna finish this story. It's my hobby, y'know?

Everyone else: WE KNOW! (laughs)

Me: Thanks, guys...

Responses to my reviews so far:

To Motown Scrapper:

So far, I've been seeing you're very interested and want to see your characters here. As promised, I'll keep going with your characters and mine too. I wanna make sure this is something exciting to read... To even prove it, Marseille herself is having a problem with Megan here in this story! Read on to find out the details!

Isn't anyone gonna read? On to Chapter 13, yo! :P

Chapter 13

So far, the war itself is going to the allied forces' favor. Fuso is holding its own as it recently received its own attacks. Karlsland is slowly regaining its former glory as the north and east areas are being retaken from the neuroi. Baltland is still under neuroi control, and remains to be under tight management. Orussia has its problems on the eastern side, as Greater Orussia is still occupied by the neuroi. However, thanks to the works of the recently moved 502nd Joint Fighter Wing and the 503rd JFW Typhoon witches, they're starting to make progress, as various military wings attacked three bases belonging to neuroi, defeating 6 flagship carriers. Suomus still suffers the beating they took from the neuroi, but slowly recovers. Britannia is receiving some light attacks from bomber neuroi, and no progress is made for any neuroi that attacks, as the rest of the 555th had been defending the area quite well. The rest of Europe is battling to make sure their continent stays intact. Liberion is suspicious starting to receive attacks starting from the south. What's not actually right is that the neuroi were starting to make strikes from that direction, so the Liberion forces have decided to reinforce fleets to that direction.

After the attack made at the Conch Republic at Key West City, Florida… the government of The United States of Liberion is starting to take notice of one regiment called the 555th Triple Nickels. However… for the branches of the Deep Science Division, they're rather called "rebels." It's not exactly the term that should be used… but for the sake of the independent Conch Republic Air Force working on behalf of the allied forces, they're considered as an independent party against the neuroi. Still… other military wings recognize them as a militia wing, and not military. That, unfortunately is on the eyes and ears of many… but many don't know what the Conch Republic had done just to raise the 555th. Indeed, they've raised quite the little soldiers that make the shine out of various military wings.

*North Britannia… Base Charrington (555th Forward Operating Base), Early turning Mid February, 2234 hours…*

Hanna was talking to the phone while connected to one 501st member back in West Gallia. The Desert Eagle was laughing at some of the matters they've talked about, especially some of the funny moments happening at West Gallia. Francesca Lucchini recently tripped over a banana peeling and landed her head in a bucket of mud by accident. It was recently a prank that Erica had pulled off, the same one Hanna was talking to currently.

But when the subject of pranks became the subject of the two Karlslanders… Erica's starting to get a little pissed off with Hanna when…

[NO NO NO NO NO! SERIOUSLY?!] Erica annoyingly said on the phone. [I know you're serious and funny at times, but you're starting to be funny now?]

Well what's up with that, Frau? I thought you would laugh.

[…except it isn't a laughing matter! Don't you realize what you've done could actually do?]

So what? The Liberion started it first. I thought I could start getting a prank to really give some things back. She didn't like my disciplining in the base… so I think she started it.

[Oh no. Tyler thought this would happen…]

What did you say?

[Uh, nothing! Anyway… Megan Wilson, right? I thought she's a captain of the 555th?]

She is, but she's boring. It appears that under her command, she sometimes gets pissed off, she would keep cursing no matter what. That's what I didn't like about the kid.

[I see. But… please don't blame her.]

She still has the nerve to start it… so I did what I told you about.

[You actually put mud on her and feathers to come with it. You're gonna be dead if you get her full force if ever she has force.]

…which I know she'll give me! Marseille chuckle. But I think she's much more addictingly funny if she started to walk funny while she has the chicken feathers on her. At least THAT beats her two pranks to wetting me with water. She has the worst way of getting tantrums.

[Oh… I have a bad feeling about this.]

It's not like Trudy and I. We had a real rivalry and others thought it's just a joke. But Megan's quite the joke.

[What the? No. You know… it could have been much better with Trudy around! If she heard that, you're probably gonna get a beating from down to earth…]

…to shoot me up to the sky? I get that line all the time, Frau. Hanna chuckled, but then turned serious and sighed. Even with Trudy as a rival… I miss her. No matter how hateful she could become at times, her skill is admirable.

Erica sighed on the other line. [That's a relief.]

You think I don't miss Gertrude? Frau!

[I never knew you would have that good heart for her!]

Why not? Hanna giggled. Silly Frau. Just get some sleep.

[Aw, you're no fun. I like Trudy better.]

And I hope you're still cleaning that jungle you call a room.

[HEY! THAT'S NOT...!]

Hanna then took her ear off the speaker of the handset and whispered. "Goodbye." She then put down the phone and made sure to put the handset down before turning to her room to sleep. Little did she know… that two ears have heard every word that Marseille said.

Megan clenched her fists and knew what kinds of hell she'll do to Hanna. Recently, she was given advice by Caroline about dealing with that sort of anger, and so she tried to calm herself and start walking to her room, still with clenched fists and was still wondering if her easily tempered head had something at fault. She sighed at thinking it was just her head… clearly not in the right place and she lied down and thought that tomorrow is another day, and decided to sleep.

*The next morning…*

*501st base, West Gallia, Messhall… 0616 hours…*

Sanya just got back from night patrol as she yawned going into the messhall. With no surprise after she sat down on a chair with an empty table in front of her, she heard Yoshika and Lynette cooking in the kitchen. 'It's another day… and they're rather up early.' With everything else, running ordinarily, she thought the morning would be the same, but it somehow is different that usual.

She saw Sasha make her way in the messhall. The elite stopped to see Sanya looking at her casually and just smiled at the night witch. Sasha then took her seat in front of Sanya's on the other end of the table. "So… another good morning?"

Sanya thought of not answering, but decided to rumor her acquaintance / rival. "I guess. Besides having seen a smaller threats every night with Billy, there's nothing much to go for."

"Talk about slow, but the neuroi have been making moves in Baltland and Greater Orussia recently."

"Still not giving up?"

"Never." Sasha replied. "But it's strange that neuroi were starting to appear from the south."

"I'm suspecting it's another hive."

"But nobody's seeing one the past month. All Deep Science Divisions are trying to look into that possibility and there's almost no progress." Sasha explained, but she didn't tell another detail about the neuroi's movements. This had Sanya curious and meticulous of her elite rival.

"Something else in mind?" Sanya asked and Sasha's eyebrow was raised. "I can always tell there are lies you're hiding." Sasha just made a weak smile in reply. "Look… I don't know what triggered our rivalry, but I want it to be put aside. This competition about who gets the greater kills is simply immature. Right now, lives are wasted. It's a good thing this world has more to spare, but without the witches fighting to maintain control over parts of the world that need protection, this world may have been lost."

"You seem to be concerned that I might take you away from that." Sasha replied with some concern in her voice. "Look… aside from having some doubts about witches… I can't take you away. Besides, you need a lot of trust with one person."

"And you think I'm not trustworthy? What about you?"

"Good point. Only problem is, if I trust you, you would just want to talk about taking Greater Orussia back again, and you'll end up charging back in without any consent. I'm the one who should pull you out, and I still will."

"Don't you even care about our country?!"

"You think I don't?!" Sasha snapped back and both Orussian witches stood up from their seats glaring at each other.

"Hey, hey!" Yoshika called out and both Orussians saw her carrying a tray of two bowls of soup. "Don't fight. Please?"

Sasha saw Yoshika's eyes were somehow of hurt. 'Yoshika?'

"Please." Lynette said while walking up to Yoshika seeing the tension between the Orussians. "Look… we're all friends of the same purpose: Defending our homelands while we still can. Britannia was once under siege thanks to the neuroi, but we got it back along with the rest of Europe and Karlsland as well. I don't expect this war will be ending anytime soon, so I expect we're still sane the time it does. Turning on each other would be worse before or after the end of this."

Sasha sat down first and kept her look at Sanya. 'I don't expect to have this dragged for too long.'

Sanya then glared at her rival. "Thank you for your concern, Sasha, but I expect this war to really end quickly." Then she turned to Yoshika and Lynette. "I'm sorry if it turned out this way, but it's just how I feel now. Excuse me." Sanya then turned to leave the three witches behind. When she walked in the hallway, tears shed on her cheek as she cried quietly. 'Why does it have to be me who feels this?!'

*Sanya and Eila's quarters…*

Sanya never even bothered to knock and decided to just to find an empty bed. She stripped down and made sure to get herself ready to get to bed immediately. She lied down and took the blanket to herself, then heard the door open, realizing it was Eila. The Suomus witch saw that feeling of being disturbed, so she asked the Orussian about it. Sanya didn't answer and pretended she was sleepy.

'I'm worried about her…' Eila frowned and decided to leave Sanya's presence, not aware that Sanya was feeling terrible…

*Into the forest… 0819 hours…*

Eila decided to visit her weird acquaintance Ivanov again. Knowing the few visions she had been receiving recently, things are starting to progress in this war, for both sides. The old man may have something to share about Amaterasu, and how she's becoming a key factor to helping out Sakamoto, Miyafuji and Fray himself. The three of them were enhanced and it somehow bothered her a little. Entering that same cave, she then saw the old hermit looking at the fire again. "Back again?" He asked while he turned around to see the Suomus witch.

"I don't suppose you have any time, do you?"

"It's been a while after your last visit." Ivanov cleared his throat and stood up straight before approaching the witch. "Besides your knowledge about the Great Goddess, I believe you have something else in mind?"

"Yeah…" Eila sighed. "Greater Orussia is getting whacked hard by the neuroi, and Sanya's taking it pretty negatively. I don't know how to comfort her. Ever since Old Tselinoyarsk got hit, she couldn't calm down. Her great grandmother was still alive until her last moments until the neuroi hit that same area. It's wiped off the area and it is not looking pretty now. It used to have the rarest fruit-bearing oranges in Greater Orussia, but now that it's gone, Sanya wouldn't have anything to remember her great grandmother by. The oranges were the only thing to get her to be happy. Family is everything to her."

"The old country." The hermit sighed at this. 'I just hope the motherland survives well. The soil must be fertile.' "Orussia used to have its great glory."

"But all we're expecting is to defend our own areas. Such a bitch, huh?" The Suomus witched cursed while she looked down. "Let's get to other matters, Ivanov." The hermit nodded and listened. "I have to ask you something: Do you believe the deities from beliefs coming from this earth may have something to do with alien races?"

That caught Ivanov by surprise. Would deities originally be aliens? That had him curious after the Suomus witch asked something that was indeed interesting to answer. "I-I don't know."

Eila frowned at it but later smiled. "It's okay. I guess you don't know about that kind of possibility."

Outside the cave was a magnificent white wolf with its "Celestial Brush" carried on its back. "You don't know the half of it." The voice of Amaterasu came from that same wolf as she ran off to the thickness of the forest. Her objective in this Earth is unknown, but it's for the greater good of both this planet and humanity…

*Charrington Base, North Britannia, Messhall… 0700 hours…*

Hanna was walking with a plate of her breakfast of Britannian cuisine to her table when… "HANNA!" …she heard a Liberian girl running behind her.

'Typical maggot.' Hanna thought as she heard Megan's footsteps suddenly stop, then sensing her jump. The Karlslander simply stepped aside saw Megan land on one foot, then tipped forward after losing her balance, making her fall on her chest. After that, she giggled. "Ill attempt. Hmph." She said before she took her seat on the table.

"Ow…" Megan moaned in pain before slowly getting up. While she was on her knees… "I… listened… to your talk… last night." She said as she finally got on her feet and glared at Hanna, who just took her first bite.

Hanna then was surprised of hearing someone else had been sneaking behind the scenes just to listen to her conversation, so she looked at the younger Liberian and stood up. "Do you have a problem?"

"It was you. You made me look like a fucking chicken!" Megan shouted. Keiko, Hanna's CO from the 31st JFS took notice of this in a distance while standing beside the door of one entrance to the messhall. "Why?! You don't know how fucking humiliated I am."

"You know, to be honest, it's still unfair." Hanna said calmly. "But to think you've faced humiliation?" Her face emotionless, but she suddenly was enraged as she slammed her palm on the table. "WHAT DO YOU THINK I FELT AFTER YOU GOT ME WET WITH WATER, HUH?! AND IT HAPPENED TWO TIMES… FROM… YOU!"

"So you think mud and feathers would fucking even the odds?! Know what? I was right you're thinking you're the most annoying and meanest witch to be around!"

"And I'm still not going to take back what I said before! You're an ill-tempered trying hard… MAGGOT!" Hanna said… not taking it back.

Caroline quickly approached when she saw Megan step forward to do something to the older Karlslander and she held her hand. "Meg, stop it!" Caroline said while blocking her way. "Please… just stop." And she looked furiously at Hanna. "You have no right to tell her that!"

"And what would you do?" Hanna chuckled afterwards and looked at Caroline. "It's the truth. She's got a bad temper, and she doesn't deserve to be a captain. Plus… we've done each other our set of pranks. I've only done one and she'd done more than what she needed to do. Likewise… it makes her… a MAGGOT."

"But mud and feathers are worse than two buckets of water! What was that for?!"

"Are you defending your friend?" Hanna raised her eyebrow. "Typical. I don't need this." Hanna said while moving to another table with her plate.

Caroline just looked at Megan, who was still glaring at the Karlslander's direction. "Megan…" Caroline whispered before Megan shook her head and lowered it, about to hide her tears when she ran away from Caroline. 'Oh, Megs. I wish this could be resolved well.'

Keiko looked at the situation and it was quite a rivalry Hanna had made with Megan. 'This'll turn messy unless something is done. If Megan is gonna come out from this, Hanna better stop ridiculing her. But I'm not gonna stop things just by reprimanding Hanna for what she said. They BOTH need to learn something about themselves.' She then started on her way out from the entrance of the messhall. 'And I know just how.'

*501st base… Runway…*

Minna was walking while talking with Tyler, who actually finished his daily routine. He was wearing his white shirt and had his jogging pants on, and was a little dry from the wiped sweat thanks to the towel he has hanging on one shoulder. The two of them were recently talking about developments coming from the different military wings, and even the squadrons that moved locations from place to place because of the change of situations recently.

Then Minna opened up about the subject of Amelie Planchard meeting Francie Gerard, her old associate from the Isle of Wight Detachment. The two of them were then chosen by Darla Evans as models. She even sent the two of them just to check things out at Britannia and it's a good thing it was early. Tyler asked what it was about… and it was about two captains getting the rage on each other. Tyler then raised an eyebrow at this. "Really? I know Francie and Amelie had their problems thanks to deciding the best between Perrine and Shirley, and their disputes were settled after doing two duels. Am I right?"

"Mm-hmm."

"You think the two girls can give advice?"

"Perhaps."

"Wait, you're not telling me Darla's got plans for a duel, am I right?" Tyler groaned. "I should have known. It must be exciting to get there and watch. So, who are the captains you were telling me of?"

"…Hanna-Justina Marseille and Megan Wilson, respectively from the 31st JFS Africa and 555th Triple Nickels. Darla told me about them and they didn't seem to have a good social status. Megan hates Marseille for saying the kid's got temper."

"And that's what started it." Tyler chuckled. "Talk about rage, it's about defending yourself first. At least Megan's doing a pretty good job."

"It's exaggerated, Ty." Minna laughed at it.

"COMMANDER!" Perrine said while running towards the two from behind. The two looked at the Gallian then tired after she stopped running. "Commander, I've got a transmission." She said while holding up an earpiece communicator, which Minna took. "Somehow, the 555th is getting a message to us."

Minna nodded and decided to listen.

[Commander Minna! This is Captain Gary Reynolds of the CRNS Calypso! (static) If there's anybody you could spare… I would appreciate it!]

Wait… where are you?!

[215 kilometers west of West Gallia…] The captain said while Minna heard some laser fire from his transmission. [The Ion Shields of the Calypso are holding, but we're gonna be toast if we don't stop them from attacking us. There are assault neuroi attacking us from all directions, and we don't even know where they came from! Our frigates were destroyed easily and our communication was jammed to certain frequencies for some reason! You're the only one available to assist!]

What about your witches? Can't they do anything about it?

[There are only four of them. Then radar has picked up something big from the south. It's bigger than a carrier, and it's not gonna be easy to defeat!]

Minna gasped at this and had her questions hanging thanks to the unknown anomaly. 'What the hell's bigger than an anomaly? It's impossible if it's a hive. Obviously… they'll need help.'

Acknowledged. We'll get there. Hang on.

[Thank you! We'll hold out as long as we can.] Captain Reynolds said before the transmission ended.

"Ring the alarm, Perrine. We have ourselves a high-level mission." Minna said and Perrine nodded before running. She then looked at Ty. "This is another, huh?"

Tyler smiled at her. "Just be careful out there, Minna."

"Of course." Minna said before she ran to the hangar…

*7 minutes later… In the air above the 501st base…*

Hayley was airborne with her strikers and her Boys' Anti-Materiel Rifle while she was hearing instructions from Minna herself after eight of them have taken off.

[Just make sure the base is taken cared of while we're doing what we can for the CRNS Calypso. I'm sorry for the sudden call.]

It isn't a problem, Ma'am. Jenkins is right behind me. Hayley looked at the witch behind her, carrying a prototype AR-15 and wearing glasses for proper sights. Bella Jenkins wasn't new to the 64th, and she knows very well how to follow her leader. Her current rank is Flying Officer. And unlike the others, she's most agile as she can exceed Mach 1 thanks to her intrinsic Ability: Hurricane Thrust. Truthfully, she doesn't need any strikers, as she can already get a hurricane to lift her in the air. In her case, she can use both her strikers that hit Mach 1 and the hurricane to go almost twice as fast. Because of this, she has earplugs, with one of them used as an earpiece communicator to prevent her from getting too much wind into her ears whenever she travels more than the speed of sound.

You can count on us, commander.

[Acknowledged.]

Good luck, commander.

[And you too. Minna out.] And Minna's transmission ended just like that. Hayley then looked behind to see Bella serious to the bone.

Feeling good? Hayley asked through her communicators since Bella can't hear much from outside.

[I'm okay, Lieutenant.]

Good to know. We're gonna do patrol around the base. We're making sure we're on guard if any neuroi we come across are damn too suspicious. Understood?

[Yes, Ma'am!] Jenkins answered without a weak groan in her and it impressed Hayley. Jenkins was once the downer, but time passed that she saw Bella get the hang of things. Bella was once ignoring orders as she sometimes hesitates. If she's sure, she can follow orders, and that's what got Hayley confident.

'Then I hope she follows up well on my lead.' Hayley smiled and made sure to make their rounds worth it, as she was confident she could make 16 kills on all her first-time shots.

*0848 hours… in the air… Britannian airspace…*

Perrine was recently chosen to get to Britannia, to get word to any base having any military wings available to assist the 501st. Minna told her that certain frequencies are being blocked by the neuroi attacking the Calypso, and that may count the Charrington Base at North Britannia, which was where she was going now… While flying, she figured she would see Amelie around. 'Looks like Amelie's there in that base too.' Then Perrine smiled. 'I'll sure she'll be excited… but I just hope I rejoin my squadron immediately.' And just as she wished of it, she saw a witch in a distance. She later identified the witch as Marseille herself. 'Isn't that the Desert Eagle of the 31st Squadron?'

Marseille was flying on her patrol pattern going south when she saw a blue-uniformed and Blonde Gallian coming at her. 'Clostermann, huh?' When she got close to Perrine, both of them hovered to greet each other with a handshake. "I didn't figure you'd visit. What's going on?"

"You've got to get the others. There's a carrier that's under attack, and somehow, the neuroi have blocked their comms only to reach certain frequencies!"

"Wait… Neuroi?!"

"Yeah… and the carrier's west of here. It's the Calypso." Perrine said and Marseille immediately made the move to contact Charrington Base.

This is Marseille. Anyone there?

[This is Darla Evans! What's up?]

We have a situation. The neuroi have attacked a carrier. It seems to be named the Calypso.

*Charrington Base… Tower…*

When Darla heard about the Calypso under attack, she never figured that it would happen, especially if their route would be from Liberion to North Britannia. Something clearly wasn't right in the tactic of the neuroi, as this was a result from movement coming from the south. Then she remembered the USL had been moving one of their fleets southwards. Didn't they catch the anomaly their way?

Darla shook the thought of and answered.

I guess the neuroi's making quite the entrance, huh? How'd you know?

[This is Perrine Clostermann! Darla Evans?]

Clostermann? From the 501st?! How'd you get that far?!

[Improved strikers could be a good sign, you know, and it's an emergency! Anyway… we're the only ones who were able to receive… or maybe a few military wings could have been around to hear it, but as long as I know, you didn't hear it.]

You got a point. I'll get the others. Count on backup then! I suggest you join us here so that we'll go together.

[Copy that! I'll make sure to take a look at your formation then. I'll commence on my landing.]

Please do! Darla said before she heard Marseille's transmission end. Later, Keiko came in. "Darla? What's going on?"

Darla looked at the Fusoan commander with worry. "Our carrier, the Calypso, is under attack."

"What?!"

"It was already happening and we didn't receive anything until now from the 501st. They're getting over there but I don't know how long it'll take before they find the carrier intact." Darla sighed. "I'm raising the alarm. Hanna is coming with the girls. Also, Perrine Clostermann is here to help. I don't think we'll make it, but I'd rather depend on our speed to get there. I gotta go."

Keiko nodded. "And be careful." She said before Danna passed her to leave the room, seeing the younger one run for the alarm. 'Too bad I can't join.'

*Ocean airspace… moving distant from Britannia… 0911 hours…*

The 501st has passed Britannia and were all over the ocean. Minna was accompanied with Sakamoto, Miyafuji, Hartmann, Lucchini, Shirley, and Eila. Perrine will soon catch up once she leaves Britannia. Their strikers have more lubricant… and they're more than ready as they have been prepared for a long flight. But what lies ahead of them will be in question. Why did the neuroi block certain frequencies before the Calypso made contact? And did the neuroi have that kind of technology? Minna wondered about this closely and she knew that the neuroi have a certain intelligence they're showing. Where it's coming from can't be determined from that earth, as they never were from the planet anyway.

Mio was beside Minna in their formation. They were about to arrive to the location when she lifted the patch on her left eye. Using the magic eye, she was scanning the ocean's horizon and she saw nothing but an underwater signature from afar. 'There's something underwater? But where's the Calypso?'

Shirley was flying behind Mio. After Mio was looking at some sort of empty space, even the Liberion was starting to wonder herself. 'Hey… isn't there supposed to be anything there in the distance by now, even a silhouette?'

[(static) Shirley?!] And Charlotte easily recognized the voice.

…V-Vicky…?

[Any member of the 501st… please respond!] Vicky's voice was of desperation and Shirley had to ask something from Mio.

"Major… it's my sister. I need to get this." Shirley requested from the major their first response to be replied by the Liberion captain. Mio nodded in affirmation. "Thanks."

Vicky, it's Shirley! What the hell happened to you?!

[Never mind about that! Listen, I know the 501st had received a transmission about a message concerning SOS from a carrier named the Calypso!]

What about it?

[The Calypso left two hours ago from the eastern seaboard of Liberion!] Shirley and the others have heard this well.

And Minna was the first one to react. 'They've left… when?!' Come again… they only left two hours ago?!

[IT'S A FUCKING DECOY! GET OUT OF THERE!] As Vicky's warning came, Mio detected a firing heat beam signature, and it was too late. As soon as the major's warning came that a laser beam was being fired, a red beam with sparks of electricity was released from the ocean and approached the ocean.

Shirley knew the beam was heading for Lucchini. It wasn't too fast for her as she knows the beam's angle would hit that way. She immediately shoved Lucchini out of the way and in her place, the beam hit her right shoulder and bled. Because of the impact of the beam, she was pushed back and knocked unconcscious, sending her with gravity to take over towards the water. "SHIRLEY!" Yoshika shouted as she chased the falling Liberion.

"EVERYBODY SPLIT!" Minna shouted as the formation split to save themselves. They later see multiple beams being fired at them from dead ahead. The commander herself noticed that the beams were small, and indeed lethal if it hits a human with it. 'Damn it… they're targeting us! They've been expecting us to be here the whole time!'

Shirley was falling towards the ocean, half conscious and with the smell of blood while her eyes were closed. As soon as she was feeling the gravity, she half-opened her eyes to see her Fusoan teammate come to catch her. 'Don't… catch me. I've done… what I can…' Shirley thought of this before she hit the water… not knowing of what would happen to her…