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Chapter 3
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BANG! CRASH!
Shego jumped out of the hot tub and ran up onto the deck to see what all the noise was.
Everyone was screaming, and a few people had fallen into the water.
The cruise ship had been struck by lightning, there was a fire on board, and the boat itself was rapidly tipping.
Shego looked around for Junior, but didn't see him.
Shego knew that in a few minutes, or even seconds, the ship would sink, and be history. All the people going down with it.
She had no other choice...
Diving head first into the water she swam as fast as she could, far away from the boat, towards shore; a very small island about two miles away.
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Shego swam non-stop for a whole half hour. Then she began to feel tired. There was still a ways to go to get to shore. But Shego was determined to survive. She turned around to look at the ship. It had disappeared. Sunk. Deep under the ocean. And Junior had gone down with it.
Shego felt her heart sink deeper than the ship. She knew she had to carry on. But for what? She knew she could not stay afloat too much longer. She might as well just let herself die. But she was afraid. Deep down, she was terrified of death.
She turned back around and looked towards shore. It was far away. Too far away. She had to rest.
Looking around, she spotted some sort of rock boulder in the middle of the ocean, with some plants growing around it.
Maybe I can rest on that for a minute or too, Shego thought, swimming over to it.
She reached out to grab the rock; it was slippery, and wet. As her hands pulled her body in, closer to the slimy rock, a plant vine, snagged around the tie-back neck part of her swimsuit, pulling her under the water. Shego, out of instinct, panicked.
Every time she tried to swim up, the thick, prickly vine of the plant pulled her back, like a dog on a chain.
Her brain was starting to lose oxygen, and her heart could not beat many more times...
I'm going to die. I know it. Thought Shego as she made one final attempt to pull the vines loose. She had tried everything she could to free her swimsuit.
(Which by the way was a bikini.)
She tugged and yanked on the swim top, trying to peel it off with the little strength she had left. At last she succeeded, and concentrated hard on swimming up.
Up and up, trying to make it to the top. Trying to escape death, and possibly hell. At the surface, Shego tried to catch her breath. She was hungry, tired, and half dead. All alone in the middle of the ocean. What could be worse?
Shego felt like crying. She didn't. Instead, she swam towards shore, possibly a place with hope.
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Shego was barely alive when she felt her body wash up on something solid, sandy, and dry.
She couldn't move. She was too exhausted. After a few minutes everything went black.
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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Please review! :) Oh, and I have serious writer's block on "Valentine's day." So that's why I haven't updated it yet. sorry. :(
Chapter 3
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BANG! CRASH!
Shego jumped out of the hot tub and ran up onto the deck to see what all the noise was.
Everyone was screaming, and a few people had fallen into the water.
The cruise ship had been struck by lightning, there was a fire on board, and the boat itself was rapidly tipping.
Shego looked around for Junior, but didn't see him.
Shego knew that in a few minutes, or even seconds, the ship would sink, and be history. All the people going down with it.
She had no other choice...
Diving head first into the water she swam as fast as she could, far away from the boat, towards shore; a very small island about two miles away.
_______
Shego swam non-stop for a whole half hour. Then she began to feel tired. There was still a ways to go to get to shore. But Shego was determined to survive. She turned around to look at the ship. It had disappeared. Sunk. Deep under the ocean. And Junior had gone down with it.
Shego felt her heart sink deeper than the ship. She knew she had to carry on. But for what? She knew she could not stay afloat too much longer. She might as well just let herself die. But she was afraid. Deep down, she was terrified of death.
She turned back around and looked towards shore. It was far away. Too far away. She had to rest.
Looking around, she spotted some sort of rock boulder in the middle of the ocean, with some plants growing around it.
Maybe I can rest on that for a minute or too, Shego thought, swimming over to it.
She reached out to grab the rock; it was slippery, and wet. As her hands pulled her body in, closer to the slimy rock, a plant vine, snagged around the tie-back neck part of her swimsuit, pulling her under the water. Shego, out of instinct, panicked.
Every time she tried to swim up, the thick, prickly vine of the plant pulled her back, like a dog on a chain.
Her brain was starting to lose oxygen, and her heart could not beat many more times...
I'm going to die. I know it. Thought Shego as she made one final attempt to pull the vines loose. She had tried everything she could to free her swimsuit.
(Which by the way was a bikini.)
She tugged and yanked on the swim top, trying to peel it off with the little strength she had left. At last she succeeded, and concentrated hard on swimming up.
Up and up, trying to make it to the top. Trying to escape death, and possibly hell. At the surface, Shego tried to catch her breath. She was hungry, tired, and half dead. All alone in the middle of the ocean. What could be worse?
Shego felt like crying. She didn't. Instead, she swam towards shore, possibly a place with hope.
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Shego was barely alive when she felt her body wash up on something solid, sandy, and dry.
She couldn't move. She was too exhausted. After a few minutes everything went black.
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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Please review! :) Oh, and I have serious writer's block on "Valentine's day." So that's why I haven't updated it yet. sorry. :(