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All he could summarise was there was someone on the yacht the whales and dolphins surrounded. Oh, and three boats had chased and attacked them. And whoever that person was clearly meant something to those protecting them.
Willing to listen to the voices, Poseidon attacked the ships as Mummy made his way to feed his sin.
Poseidon snorted; Assassination would be well-fed today. He could see men running around on the yachts and knew Assassination would stuff its greedy face.
Poseidon turned his attention back to the fleeing yacht, which was barely moving now, and began heading towards it.
A tiny voice alerted that something was wrong, and his senses sharpened. A niggling feeling swept over him as he took in the lines of the graceful boat, and familiarity poked at him.
As he approached, none of the protecting creatures appeared willing to move, and in the end, Poseidon ordered them out of the way.
A dolphin informed him he was being rude, and Poseidon snorted.
Dolphins were among the daring sea inhabitants. They also held very little fear of him, something that often rankled Poseidon. Dolphins were quite happy to argue for hours with him. Poseidon sometimes prayed for a bit of apprehension, but they’d yet to develop it.
However, the one thing dolphins were, apart from brave and fierce warriors, was loyal. They’d never betray him.
And they would protect someone they considered their own, even at the cost of their own life.
“No harm to her,” the dolphin squeed, and Poseidon rolled his eyes.
“Who?”
“Her! She! The Saviour of the Babies,” the dolphin demanded.
Poseidon pursed his lips as other dolphins, and the blue whale joined in. The humpback, often one of the wisest species, kept silent, although Poseidon recognised its posture as defensive.
“Who is her?” Poseidon asked patiently.
“Her!” came the reply.
Recognising he wasn’t getting any further, Poseidon ordered the orca to close in, and then his tentacles latched onto the boat and hauled him across. No sooner had he landed than Poseidon groaned.
His eyes met a plaque with the boat’s name. The Swallow’s Nest. God damn this woman. Where was she? And why the hell was he bothering with her?
Angrily stomping down the few steps to the lower deck, Poseidon glanced around for his nemesis. Why on earth had he been sent here to save her?
Poseidon looked amused as a turtle was flipped on board. The turtle eyed him briefly and then shuffled towards the bow. It kept looking behind him and clearly intended for Poseidon to follow.
Grumbling under his breath and muttering curses, Poseidon followed, and it stopped at a lump hidden under some blankets. The turtle grabbed one in its mouth and began tugging at it, slowly revealing the woman Poseidon had been searching for. Her hair appeared first, then her face, and to his disbelief, he found she was sleeping.
Poseidon opened his lips to blast her and paused as he took a closer look at her. Tears had left their marks on her cheeks. His nemesis had suffered and been traumatised, and Poseidon glanced back over to where Mummy still terrorised someone, judging by the faint screams.
Willow was curled into a tiny ball, clearly trying to make herself as small as possible. A scent of copper hit his nose, and Poseidon sniffed and frowned. That smelt like fresh blood.
He stepped away from Willow and scoured the deck, looking for an intruder. He didn’t find one, but what he did discover concerned him. A faint trail of blood led from the wheel of The Swallow’s Nest straight to Willow.
Poseidon bit back a curse; why was he bothered? She was just another human. If she died, it was one less person to harm his precious seas and oceans.
Poseidon moved towards the edge of the boat and was shocked when he saw the sea life surrounding them.
He was even less amused when each of them demanded he help the Saviour of the Babies.
“Why do you call her that?” he exclaimed of the most persistent dolphin.
“Squee, babies, tied, drown, cut ropes, save,” the dolphin replied.
Poseidon took a couple of moments to sort out the words. “Willow saved some babies caught in a net?”
