Posted: Sat, 21/10/2017 05:32 (7 Years ago)
Angel swam with as much speed as she could. She stuttered in her
swimming pattern as she felt something in the box. It didn't feel
right. It felt hurt. She swore she could almost hear something from
within the box and all around her whispering to her. Her wings were
starting to push against her skin so much so that the skin on her
back was starting to bulge. She had never had this problem
controlling her wings like that. The spirit that had taken over
Baracuda had said to return the crate, but every instinct she had,
and the whispers were telling her something else. She jolted to a
stop there in the water as her wings burst from their place and
caught the water like a parachute. Was that her wings glowing?
"You know what you must
do..." "Nana? I-is that you?" She must be going
insane! "Yes my little Angel, it's
me." As she heard this she looked all around her and there
in the distance she could see her... The smiling, warm, happy face
of her grandmother, and beside her, her grandfather's face appeared
as well. "You always did know just
how to help people... And just what to say too... Those people need
your help Angel... If you put that back, they'll simply be waiting
for the next person to stumble upon that box... "B-but, I
don't know w-" "Trust yourself
Angel, you know what to do... We believe in you... With
those last words the vision faded and Angel was left suspended
there, a shining beacon of light. She ripped open the box and found
inside a heart. A beating heart. It was black. Black as the darkest
shadow in Hell. She reached in and carefully pulled it out, the box
and lid discarded sunk out of view. She could feel the pain and
suffering that surrounded the organ. The souls of the entire crew
and the captain himself seemed to be stuck within. She just needed
to know what to do.