Chapter 3: My Mistake Pt 2

It was a Wild. E. Coyote moment.

You know, the stupid Coyote would was always trying to catch the Roadrunner but never did? You remember how he would always run off the edge of a cliff, hang in mid-air for a moment, realize what he has just done and plummets to the ground? That's exactly what happened to us.

One moment Ororo and I were walking on solid ground, the next moment we were right over a hole. I had about half a second to think "Oh my god" and then we were falling down a slide.

Ororo was screaming, I was screaming too, so I shouldn't really judge her. I could feel her grip around my arm tighten. I wrapped my arm around her shoulder.

I was really worried. If we smashed into solid ground at this speed, we would break our legs, or die. We certainly wouldn't bounce back right up like Wild. E. Coyote and start chasing the Roadrunner.

Turns out, we didn't hit land. In fact, we didn't hit anything. We shot straight into the air, I looked down and what I saw took my breath away.

Beneath us was an ocean.

I am not kidding, it was really an ocean. There was an ocean in the middle of the building. I have not idea how that could happen. But that wasn't important now, what was important was that Ororo and I was about to hit it in about five seconds.

And Ororo Can. Not. Swim.

Seriously, as graceful as she was on land or in the air, she was like a rock in the water. Although that shouldn't' come as a surprise, she spent most of her life in a desert country, living on the streets and stealing to survive. Learning to swim wasn't exactly high on her to do list.

I just had time to sort of twist our bodies into a sort of vertical position before we hit the water. Hard.

The water was ice cold. I felt my entire body go numb. I couldn't move, I couldn't even feel my fingers. I saw Ororo sinking into the water, her face pale, her eyes white, not a good sign.

I ignored the numb felling and swan as fast as I could to her. I grabbed her around the waist and swam towards the surface. As we got closer and closer to the surface, the water got warmer and warmer, like there was a sun shining on it.

We broke through the surface. I gasped for air and tried to take stock of my surroundings. Ororo was spluttering out water and her eyes still white. She was hugging onto me and she looked as if she was about to cry, or faint, or set off her powers and zap me with lightning. I had to do some damage control, fast.

"Relax, float on your back, I'll hold on to you." I told her, trying my best to comfort her and sound like I know exactly what to do. She did as I said. Her breathing was still heavy but as least she was calming down.

I tried to find the shore, but there was nothing. We were in the middle of nowhere. I suddenly know how a fly in a bowl of soup feels like, and it wasn't a good feeling. I won't be making any lame jokes about this incident anytime soon.

"There's a tunnel in the water," Ororo pointed out. She was more relaxed now and was pointing at a tunnel about 3 meters away. It was underwater and looked pretty long.

"I go check it out, you stay here first." I told her. I started to swim towards the tunnel but I felt something tugging on my belt. I turned around to see Ororo holding onto my belt.

"I'll go with you, it's easier to just make the journey once." She said, her eyes closed, "I hold on to your belt, please do not lose me."

"Okay," I agreed reluctantly, "Give me two squeezes when you run out of air"

I swam into the tunnel, with Ororo holding onto my belt. The tunnel was about as wide as my car. My arms were burning and I could feel my lungs running out of air. I started seeing black spots.

That was when I felt two squeezes around my waist.

Ororo was running out of air.