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Willow’s eyes widened as a blue whale surfaced beside The Swallow’s Nest. The yacht rocked, the whale so close that Willow could touch it with a hand.
The Swallow’s Nest shook violently to one side once more as to her disbelieving eyes, a second whale surfaced, a humpback this time. Between the two massive creatures and the dolphins in front, Willow was trapped.
For a wild moment, Willow wondered whether her attackers somehow had dominion over the sea denizens. Then she shook off the foolish notion. That was insanity.
A loud crack made her jump, and Willow realised she’d been shot at. Damn! Those three yachts were back in firing range and taking potshots at her.
“Please let me go! They’ll kill me!” Willow cried.
The blue whale made a haunting noise that captured Willow’s attention, and a large eye stared at her. Peace emanated from the whale, and Willow started calming down despite her agitation.
More sea life arose around The Swallow’s Nest, and Willow walked to the lower deck. If they caught her, so be it. This was something she could not ignore.
She leaned over, reaching down to stroke the blue whale, which responded with a puff of air. It moved slightly away, and Willow laughed as a bottle-nosed dolphin popped up, clicking merrily.
“You’ve all signed my death certificate, but what a way to go,” Willow said as the dolphin pushed up and shoved its nose into her hand. She flinched as a couple of gunshots echoed in the night and then straightened as human screams reached her over the noise the dolphin made.
Willow ran to where the wheel was, keeping low, and the sight that met her eyes made her jaw drop open. In disbelief, she rubbed her eyes, but the images remained.
“Oh hell, I’ve lost the plot,” Willow muttered as her gaze focused on the creatures swarming in her direction.
Agilely standing tall on the back of an orca whale was the twisted version of Poseidon’s merman. He balanced steadily on its back as he raced towards the attackers. His trident shone in his hand despite him not being in his human form.
It was the creature riding beside him that made Willow blink. A mummy sat calmly on the back of a second large orca. Yeah, a real bona fide mummy using its wrappings to control the orca it rode.
The entire scene was ridiculous. Mummies did not ride orca whales at sea. Mummies lived in pyramids in Egypt.
As Willow watched in disbelief, Poseidon raised his trident, and sea life moved at his command. Dolphins, turtles, sea lions, sharks, whales, and many other creatures attacked the fast-moving boats. Startled shouts and cries echoed as the orca-riding mummy closed on the first.
Before her eyes, its wrappings shot towards the bow of the boat and pulled the mummy on board. Bullets were fired haphazardly, and Willow cried out as several aimed in her direction.
Screams came from the yacht under attack as Poseidon remained aboard his orca and kept the sea life attacking the other two boats. A fission of fear ran down Willow’s back as she wondered if he’d assault her next, but her escort seemed focused on protection rather than harm. Minutes later, dirty wrappings shot from the first boat to the second, and the mummy transported itself effortlessly across the water.
Willow turned away as she saw a crewman race towards the side of the yacht, intent on jumping. Two strands of bandages stopped him, wrapping around his neck and dragging him back. His terrified screams frightened Willow, and she jumped onto her lower deck and moved to the side of her own vessel. The jump winded her, and she wrapped her arms around her stomach and winced at the pain.
“Can you not let me go now?” she whispered to the humpback whale, keeping a slow pace with her.
What appeared to be an amused snort met her words, and once again, Willow was soaked through.
Determined, Willow stumbled across and repeated the question to the blue whale. She was ignored once more and finally resigned to meeting her fate one way or another.
Frightened and tired, Willow donned a life jacket and curled up in a small corner of her boat. Right next to an inflatable raft… just in case. Although, deep down, Willow knew that whatever was going on meant no escape for her.
Who the hell was Poseidon that he rode the waves with a mummy and didn’t look bothered at all?
Despite her fear and worry, Willow’s eyes began to close. She was so tired, and now her adrenaline was fading, and she was crashing.
It was much easier than anyone would think to fall to sleep listening to terrorised screams. Plus, her stomach really hurt.
Poseidon/Jase.
As soon as he stepped forward through the mirror and dived into the ocean, Poseidon grasped his surroundings. He was in the North Atlantic, and the waters were calm. But through the current, he sensed the dismay and worry of the sea life. Clearly, something big was going down, and Poseidon called a pod of local orcas to him.
Stepping onto the back of one, he commandeered another as Mummy fell through the portal the mirror created. Before he splash landed, Poseidon grabbed the scruff of Mummy’s neck and chucked him onto the waiting orca.
The orcas began moving as Poseidon reached out and sensed the disturbance in his domain.
Sea life rose to his command, and Poseidon listened to their reports of how their Saviour was being pursued. The creatures were offended, angry, and irate. Poseidon was finding it hard to understand them, as the emotions they were feeling distorted their speech.
