[10: Sink]

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[Essence]
[Angst]
[Tw: Drowning, Death]
[Oc: Misty (Violet Steve, colorless guard)]
[Context: this is technically before the Book begins, it takes place before the first chapter.]
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*Misty*

A storm had appeared in the horizon, dark clouds only being lit up by the lightning that zips within.

The water that our ship sails on pulls and tugs. Rain falls, quickly hitting the boards with a resounding patter.

Sire was hopefully safe with one of the others. But I don't believe his safety, nor our own will be for long.

The closer we get to clouds, the harder the rain pours. The more wild and untamed the ocean gets.

The harder and faster the boat rocks, water starts to get in, taking away the ability to correctly stand, even more.

Then everything goes completely wrong as a bolt of lightning strikes the boat leaving a hole in the side of it. My eyes widen as water slips through, another member of the guard drags Sire back to the top.

The other guard stops at the sight of the mess that once was the ship's deck, some of the boards were starting to crack.

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Keeping ahold of one of my companions, they clearly were no longer conscious. I try looking through the waves, looking for the others, looking for Sire.

My hold on my companion was slipping, so I shift slightly to fix my hold on them. Yet armor and rain don't work well together, even with armor that was created to withstand weather.

I don't believe the leaders or General Light were expecting any of us to be in water. Or in a massive storm while being in water.

The water, my armor, my companion, were all dragging me down, but I was not going to let go of my unconscious companion.

The water takes them from me, I dive down after the other, ignoring how this will possibly lead to my doom.

I was far too focused on grabbing the other, my hand wraps around the others wrist, looking up I try to drag both of us back to the surface.

We just seemed to be dragged further on down, into the darkness of the ocean. Looking down towards the other, I have a feeling that their not even in this realm anymore.

But what if it isn't, what if I let go and their still alive, and I'm the reason they drown.

We are pulled further down, I'm going to have to let go. I can't save everyone.

My hand lets go, and the other is pulled deeper immediately after I let go. Yet even with that gone, I don't think I'll be able to make it to surface in time.

At least, at least the view is pretty.

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