Man Overboard!

Shock reined over the crew as they continued to plummet down the side of reverse mountain. The roar of the wind rushing past them blocking out any sound from around them so there was no way for them to hear there captain calling if he was ok, not that there was much chance of that anyway as at the speed there traveling he was probably out of normal hearing range anyway.
Isamu's eyes were tight shut, he didn't want to know anymore, he wanted this all to be some sick dream or his imagination making him go mad, but his sanity told to accept what had happened as it was the truth. He definitely didn't want the same thing to happen to anyone else.
Eric was crying his eyes out, his crying the only thing audible over the wind, and even that was just barely.
Various swear words were being repeatedly said by all other human members of the crew. But Yuudai was silent, was it wisdom of his age, or did he just have some kind of crazy trust in the young captain… maybe it was a mix of both.
The catastrophe, of losing Endrino overboard made the rollercoaster like ride down the mountain terrible. A feeling of dread hung over the crew for the whole decent, and continued to cling to them as The Rione reached the open ocean at the bottom of the mountain.
As the huge ship rocked to a standstill the crew members released their grip on whatever they had been holding onto.
Eric continued to cling onto Yuudai's shirt crying his eyes out. But slowly he let go, sniffling and murmuring the word captain over and over.
Isamu stood on the deck like the other members of the crew desperately scanning the area for his captain. But there was no sign of him nearby.

Sangrie stripped off his top and took of his shoes, getting ready to jump into the sea. Realising the odd look he was getting from the other crew members he pouted, "He's my damn brother…. I only stick around coz he's here… and there's only four of us that can swim in this bloody crew!"
Isamu smiled weakly, it was nice to know that Sangrie did care about something,.. but the young teen was quite right to, only Sangrie, Takeshi, Yuudai and Eric could swim.
As Sangrie dived into the sea, Takeshi also stripped off his shirt and shoes, before he dived in to help the captains half-brother.
Isamu grabbed Eric as the boy almost jumped into the sea.
"I want to help!" the boy protested, kicking.
Isamu sighed, "If you dive in you won't help, Rino will be at the bottom of the sea, you can't swim that far yet, plus if you find him you can't exactly bring him back up here alone."
"Sorry." Eric mumbled realising what a stupid idea it had been.
Isamu smiled, knowing Eric wouldn't try again
Yuudai didn't join the sea search, thanks to his height he was of a better use here where he, and anyone that stood on his shoulders, could see further up the mountain.
Cozmo stood in the crow's nest, a pair of binoculars clamped to his eyes, as the scanned every crack in any rock.

2 hours later Sangrie and Takeshi finally scrambled back onto the ship. They had searched the entire sea floor and found nothing.
Sangrie was severely out of breath and chilled thanks to his small frame.
Takeshi however had more stamina and a larger form than Endrino's brother so he went and got a towel for the younger guy.
Sangrie looked at him with tired eyes. "T-thanks" he mumbled and took the towel, wrapping it around himself. He was too exhausted and worried to keep up his stubbornness and hate, which made not only the shipwright, but also the other crew members worry about him.
Even though Sangrie was definitely the most disliked in the crew, he was still part of the crew, so when he wasn't himself the others still worried.
Katashi had gone off in his sea-gull form to scan the mountain, but came back with nothing. Though his arrival back at the ship had scared Eric.
Of course finding out about the navigators ability had also distracted and therefore cheered up the boy a bit. And once Katashi had had a little rest, he took off in half-man half-bird form, with Eric on his back, to search for their captain.
Even Yuudai seemed worried now, he had been hoping that Crocus-san, who was apparently the keeper of the lighthouse here, would have a map of the mountain that would help them, but it seemed that the old man wasn't here today. The Giant sat down cross-legged on the bank next to their now docked ship, with Isamu stood on his shoulder, still scanning around them with binoculars.

No-one had a clue of what else to do. They didn't want to leave here without their captain, but it wasn't like they could just go back either. And so an awkward, chilling silence fell over the crew, broken only by the sound of waves.
Isamu was thinking every through thoroughly, was there anything he could of missed? If Endrino had landed in the water, the strong current would of definitely brought him down to the area that Sangrie and Takeshi had searched. If He had landed on the rocks then it was possible he could have been knocked out, but even if that was the case Katashi should of seen him on his scouting rounds.
So what then he had vanished? No that doesn't just happen. He must of ended up in an area that Katashi couldn't of seen him, like a cave, or maybe his crashing into the mountain had created a rock-fall. Isamu hoped for all it was worth that it wasn't the latter.

Katashi and Eric got back, and shook their heads, both looking disappointed. They had searched and searched by hadn't found anything.
Eric had thought that flying was brilliant, but remembering about their missing captain made all of his cheerful feelings vanish. He wanted Endrino, no, he wanted his dad back. Because to Eric whenever he tried to think of his dad the only face he saw now was Endrino's. It took a lot of concentration to stop himself from calling Endrino, dad to his face. Eric was scared to, because he didn't know how the big guy would react. It was scary enough when he took his energy drinks.

Endrino groaned, he opened his eyes slowly and found he couldn't see anything, but then bit by bit they grew accustomed to the dark, and even though he still couldn't make out much, he figured from the shapes and smells around him that he must be in some kind of cave.
"Ugh, that wasn't fun at all," He grumbled, his voice rang out, echoing through the cave. Placing his hand on his head he found that it was bleeding, That was right he'd been flung off his ship, and somehow ended up in a cave with a bleeding head, he might of even been unconscious for a while too? This made no sense to Endrino so he tried to work it out, but this seemed to confuse him even more so he decided to leave it. It didn't help that his mind was all foggy from where he had hit it either.
The main priority right now was to find his way out of here and back to The Rione and his crew. Assuming that he was still alive and this was not hell or purgatory or something like that. Endrino was pretty sure that if he was dead, he wouldn't end up anywhere like heaven.