–Frank’s First Flight–
Faith stood near the front of the ship, the strong wind blowing her strawberry-blonde hair to the right. She looked down at the blue water, and spotted something. At first it appeared to be a dragonfly, but this far out at sea? Ridiculous. She took a closer look, and with realization, excitedly exclaimed “Flying fish!” Everyone rushed over.
Frank reluctantly walked over to the rail and stood beside Faith. He forced himself to look down into the dark, uncertain water. He had never seen fish before, because he couldn’t swim he often tried to avoid the water. After gathering enough courage to look below him, he saw small, cerulean creatures leaping up out of the water and spreading their long, wing like pectoral fins, some flapping them occasionally. They actually stayed in the air a lot longer than Frank would have guessed; they were almost literally flying!
Lhotse jogged over to the side of the boat, and rudely shoved his way over to the thin rail, accidently bumping into Frank.
Frank felt something bump him from behind, and then he lost his balance, slipping on the deck that was still wet from the morning’s rain. He tried to grab the rail, but he had already slipped under it and off the deck- into the ocean. He was doomed.
Faith let out a horrified gasp as she watched Frank fall helplessly into the blue depths. She couldn’t stop herself- She jumped over the rail, switched to her sea snake form and plummeted into the ocean after Frank. No, she wasn’t going to let him die.
Frank shut his eyes and waited for his watery doom. He felt so dumb for not learning to swim, especially before getting on a boat! Most toddlers knew how to swim! Looking back on everything, he felt so stupid, so helpless, so- Splash!
Faith opened her eyes and saw Frank sinking. He was trying to grab the water, as if it was an object, but to no avail. She chased after him, her long, striped body darting from side to side as she quickly swam towards Frank. She could sense he was losing energy, so she quickly wrapped herself around his waist and dragged him to the surface.
Everything was going black and water was seeping into his lungs. Wait, what was pulling him up? Suddenly, he felt air around him. Cold, breathable, air. He took in a deep, long anticipated breath- something he never thought he would be able to do again.
Destiny watched from the bow as her boyfriend and best friend drifted quickly out of view. All eyes turned to Lhotse- the clumsy idiot that had accidently shoved his own best friend to his death. “It was an accident, I swear!” He yelped, holding his hands up as if surrendering. Destiny starred with her glowing, purple eyes, slowly filling with hate. She gritted her fangs, and with little warning, tackled Lhotse, screaming every offense that could possibly be said at him.
Faith struggled to keep Frank’s head above the swells- at least he was breathing, that was a good sign. “I’m alive. Wha- why am I alive?” He asked between breaths. Faith stuck her head above the water. “Because of me! I jumped in to save you!” She said, smiling with her fangs.
Frank was shocked. “You- you’re that fairy girl that’s friends with mule, dragon person?” The snake just nodded its head. They turned around to see the boat drifting out of view. “You can fly, right?” Faith asked. “I wish.” Frank said. A swell broke above them and sent them both tumbling underwater, but they bobbed back up, panting. Frank was still uneasy with all this water around him. He whined quietly.
It was getting harder and more tiring to keep Frank afloat. “Um, try flapping a wing.” Faith suggested. With ease, Frank swung his large, powerful wings in a circle, sending a large amount of water into Faith’s face, and pulling them both backwards and almost underwater. “Okay, okay! Stop! Stop! Stop!” Faith yelled. She then spotted a piece of driftwood, and reached out with her long neck to grab it. She clasped it with her fangs, and floated it back over to Frank. He grabbed on without hesitation. She untangled herself from Frank.
The rotting driftwood provided some comfort and floatation, but not as much as Faith had. Frank could tell that she was tired though.
Lhotse struggled out from under Destiny. “IT WAS AN ACCEDENT IT WAS AN ACCEDENT IT WAS AN ACCEDENT!!!” He repeated, running down to the lower deck. Destiny ran furiously after him. Once she was below deck, she grabbed Lhotse by the coler of his black jacket, and pinned him against a wall. “LISTEN UP YOU LITTLE BASTARD. FIRST I AM GOING TO RIP THE FLESH OFF YOUR BODY THEN I’M GOING TO LET YOU SLOWLY BLEED TO DEATH!!!” She screamed. Kiriban tried desperately to pry Destiny off of Lhotse, but she was immovable.
Faith pointed off in the distance. “Look! An island!” She said. Sure enough, a small speck was visible near the horizon. Faith grabbed hold of the driftwood, and began frantically kicking her legs. The wood moved forward, so Frank copied her actions, kicking the water with straight legs.
“YOU KILLED MY BOY FRIEND, AND NOW IF THEY ARE ALIVE, I’M NEVER GONNA FUCKING SEE THEM AGAIN!!” Destiny screamed. Longer noticed that a purple glow could be seen from the back of her throat.” SO NOW I’M GONNA KILL YOU! “She screeched. Longer managed to slip out of her grasp, just in time to avoid being burned by the purple fire that Destiny was now breathing from her mouth.
Frank’s feet touched a sandy bottom. Land. Land , land, land, sweet solid Land. Both Frank and Faith where panting from the vigorous kicking they had done. They reached the shore, and both clapsed. “So, this is how it… ends…. stranded on an… island…?” Frank asked between breaths. “We’re gonna… live…. if you learn… how to fly…” Faith replied, panting.
Lhotse switched to his hyena form. This was turning into a full on fight to the death. Kiriban quickly dashed up to the top deck. Frank was alive, he knew it somehow. So was Faith, and they where going to get back. He could feel the deck vibrate from the battle happening below; the yelling, the scratching, the biting, the barking. It was all starting to get to him.
Frank dragged himself to his feet and shook the water off his tatterd, ugly wings. Not to long ago, Frank had died, but Kiriban revived him as a demon. Now he was stuck with large, ugly bat wings, fangs, claws, and a long, rat-like tail.
Faith looked around the island. It was small, barely big enough to fit a house, and it had a large sand dune in the center. Few palm trees gave little protection from the sun, but besides from that, it was nothing but sand and salty water.
Frank looked at Faith. Her wings were far different from his, they were small in width, but stretched lengthwise the size of her body. To fly, she simply had to flutter them quickly. That wouldn’t give the same results for Frank’s large, tattered, bat wings. Then, an idea struck him
“I͋͊ͥ̃͂ͩM̋ͪ͜ ͦͧ͑Gͤͬ̎ȎͧȊ̽͊͢N͋͗G ͝T̕Ȍ̍ ̄̾́̓ͣ̒̚҉Ēͣ́͋ͯA̔̉̚͘T͆̑̄̿̒͘ ͂̈̚Yͯ̿͒͠O͒U͗ͯ͞ ̡̅ͨ͛́͊F̷͆̾̇ÓR̊̐̒͆̐͡ ͘B̷̐R̎̒ͨ͢Ê̄̌̒̚̚͝AK̒̋̌ͣḞ҉A̐̃ͪ̂́̑͂S͋̈͛͂̀͘Tͯ͢!” Destiny threatened, though Lhotse probably wouldn’t taste too nice. Destiny lunged at Lhotse, who jumped back just in time. Lhotse snapped at Destiny, only to be kicked in the nose. He yelped, then swiped his huge paw at Destiny, knocking her legs out from beneath her. She got onto her all fours, and then pounced onto Lhotse’s hind leg. Lhotse shook her off with little trouble. It was obvious that Lhotse was going to win.
Frank climbed up the dune. It was at least a good 20 feet tall, a good takeoff point. “What are you doing up there?” Faith called from below. Frank ignored the question and took off running. He jumped and flapped his wings as hard and fast as he possibly could. He managed to get himself a few inches off the round before his wings got too tired to carry him. He landed on his knees with an “Oof!” It didn’t phase him much; he ran back around of the top of the dune and repeated what he had done before.
Faith noticed something; Frank was relying purely on his wings to get him into the air. “Hey Frank, can you think of a different strategy?” She called, watching another failed attempt.
Frank got up and nodded. He though back to the flying fish and how they had used thier “wings” simply to catch air. He ran, jumped, and spread his wings- this time leaning forwards instead of staying upright. He glided swiftly forward, much faster then had expected. Much faster, infact, how did he slow down? He lost control and face-planted into the moist sand.
Faith didn’t seem to care that Frank had swallowed a mouthful of sand and instead skipped over with a happy “Good job!”
Kiriban was in his dog-demon form. His eyes where black as night and drool dripped from his scarred muzzle. He had Destiny pinned underneath him, a claw rested slightly above her wing, threatening to rip downward. Destiny brayed fearfully and kicked desperately at Kiriban’s hind legs. This wasn’t Kiriban though, it was an evil, bloody, killing machine.
Lhotse hid in a corner, in his human form of course. I sort of felt bad for starting the fight, which had then taken a toll on Kiriban. He knew Kiriban didn’t mean to be this way, but he was half demon, and sometimes became “evil”.
“Kill.” Kiriban said through gritted fangs. “No, please!” Destiny pleaded. It was no use though, this creature showed no mercy. Destiny suddenly saw Lhotse grab Kiriban by the hind leg and yank him backwards, a risky move that freed Destiny.
TO BE FINISHED
Wholey fucking fuck did I get carried away with this.
Frank, Lhotse, and Kiriban are all SimplyIdyllic’s
Destiny and Faith are my awesome Dejidee OC’s B)