Last chapter was a bit short, I'll try to make this one longer. :) Sorry for not uploading sooner, I had a small case of writer's block.
I woke up with the sun streaming through the window above my bed. I hadn't even realized I had gone to sleep until I woke up.
I quickly looked around the room. It was empty, but the plate and the cup were gone from the small table beside my bed. That meant someone had been here while I was sleeping, and they might have left the door unlocked.
I got out of bed, my legs wobbling slightly. Oddly, I was wearing clothes that I didn't recognize. At least I was wearing something.
I made my way towards the door and successfully turned the handle. Apparently Cleo, or someone else, had forgotten to lock the door. I smiled. Their fault!
Quietly sneaking out of the room, I looked around for an exit. The building I was in certainly didn't look like a prison, but it sure felt like it. The decor was odd, with swords hung on the walls and stone busts of people everywhere. I shuddered. Creepy.
The room that I was in had a window on the other side. I ran over to it, dodging the piles of weird art. The window I had spotted faced towards the ocean. Perfect place to get out with no one noticing. Another great thing; it was dark out. I felt like someone had set up the perfect escape for me, that is, if I didn't mess it up.
It was pretty easy for me to shimmy out the window. I was pretty thin for my age, and tall too. I went through feet first and landed awkwardly on the other side. The ground was lower than I expected.
I ran quickly away from the weird building, keeping low to the ground. Ahead of me the waves slowly crashed onto the shore. Was there a boat anywhere?
As I kept moving my foot caught on something and I fell face first into the ground. I could feel twigs poking into my stomach as I groaned softly. I got up and saw that I had tripped over a bush. Seriously?
Now cursing the darkness, I made sure to look down at my feet when I was walking, straining my eyes to see.
I got to the beach and felt sand trickling into my shoes. Great, that's gonna bug me for a while. A blurry shape down the beach caught my eye. It was flat and extended into the water. I grinned. Where a dock was, a boat could be found.
As I awkwardly walked down the beach, loosing my footholds every second and getting sand everywhere, I noticed that I could see better. The night was slightly illuminated by a silvery light that made everything look mystical. I looked up and realized that the moon had come out from behind a cloud.
I reached the dock after a bit more tripping and climbed onto the old boards, getting a few splinters in the process. Just my luck, there was a small boat tied to the end of the dock. Thankfully I knew a little about sailing, somehow. I felt like someone had taught me when I was younger.
I untied the rope from the dock and threw it into the boat. The name on the side of the boards caught my eye as I was stepping into the tiny dinghy. Pax II was painted in blue, with an eye next to it. Creepy, like everything else here.
The eye spooked me so much I thought about finding another boat, but it was just the weird atmosphere talking. I climbed in, grabbed an oar, and began paddling quietly. I had no idea where I was going, I just had to get away from that creepy place.
A few minutes later the dock was out of sight and I was paddling down what I assumed to be some kind of bay or sound. The other shore was a hazy horizon but it was getting closer and closer, so I assumed I was heading inland.
Thump. Thump. I froze. Was something knocking on my boat? There couldn't be sharks in this shallow water… I stopped rowing and looked down at the water. A dark shape circled my tiny boat, never surfacing.
It had to be a shark. I read that they circled their prey before they attacked. Oh god.
The next time it circled around, I was going to hit it. The peaceful moonlit water suddenly scared me. What else could be hiding in it's depths?
I saw the shark turn in the corner of my eye, and I raised my paddle to get ready. As it came closer I clenched my teeth and swung.
Before I hit, the shape stopped, and a face with shaggy black hair popped out of the water. My eyes widened, but before I could stop, the paddle hit full force and knocked the human right on the head. It crumpled, and soon the figure disappeared from sight.
Oh no. Had I just inadvertently drowned someone? Panicking, I thrust my paddle into the water to see how deep it was. It never touched. Oooooooh no. I was really starting to freak out. Even if I did save them what would I do? Paddle to a shore and leave them there? Take them with me? They probably would need medical help. CPR?
Oh screw this. I set down the paddle and jumped into the water.
The water burned my eyes as I swam down through the murky water. A limp figure lay on the sand far below…. Swimming as hard as I could, I grabbed the male figure by the shirt and swam up. My lungs started burning, begging for air. The surface seemed so close… I reached my hand upward and felt air. Giving one last kick, I reached the surface and took a deep breath. My heart was racing and I told myself I was never saving anyone from drowning ever again.
Doggy paddling, I dragged the heavy body through the water and over to the Pax II, keeping the person's face above water. I flung his torso over the side of the boat, making sure he stayed there. I swam over to the other side of the boat and got in, making sure it didn't tip.
As I pulled the extremely heavy and limp figure onto the boat I noticed something odd. None of his clothes were wet. Even the odd cord around his neck felt dry. We had both just been submerged under water, him more than me, and no part of him was wet. How was that even possible? I was too tired from swimming and dragging an unconscious guy too care. I lay down in the boat with my head against the side and fell asleep exhausted.
Welp that was Chapter 2, where we meet a black, shaggy haired boy with a cord around his neck. Wonder who that could be? BTW I am a huge Percabeth shipper, so they will stay together, but there won't be much mention of any of the eight except for the beginning and tiny little tidbits here and there.
I am going to a summer camp this week where no electronics of any kind are allowed, so I won't be posting for a week. I'm sorry, but I finished this chapter just in time so you wouldn't have to wait extra long. I will be writing on pencil and paper there and will copy it onto a document when I get home, so expect a story soon after next next Monday. :)