Water slished and sloshed as she waded through. Her skin prickled from the lack of warmth above. The rest of her body was already going numb. "Just a little farther," the cruel voice said. The water soon reached her chest. Her lungs clenched as she gasped; the numbness was fading, and she was starting to hyperventilate from the cold. She squeaked in surprise as something latched around her ankle. "Right there." She was trapped. Any thoughts of escaping were erased from her mind. "Now you only have to stay put and pray that he comes," his voice was laced with malice. "He will," she said sternly, with no doubt. The man laughed before bidding her farewell. The slish slosh of water echoed in the cave. The only light came from below the water. It illuminated the cave with a bluish tint. She struggled against the chain at her ankle, but it wouldn't budge. She gave up. "He'll come. He'll definitely come." But right after she reassured herself, there was a sound of a cage opening. Her eye widened when she saw not one, but two crocodiles stamp into the water. "He'll come. He'll come..." her voice wavered and a single tear ran down her cheek. "Mukuro-sama."
"..." He stared in silence, stunned. An arm hung limply from the slain croc's mouth. Shakily, he faced the water. His trident dropped onto the rocky ground, too shocked to keep a firm grip. Up ahead, the water was dyed a deep dark red. He choked when his eyes caught sight of, what used to be, a body. Floating gently in the scarlet water, were severed chunks and pieces of the young girl. "N...Nagi..?" But he knew it. He was too late.
...this one sucked so bad =="