We stood on the shore all geared up and ready to go waiting for Malaki.
Isaac had his swords strapped around him, along with Clothes for Maxwell, since Maxwell would be shifting, and coming back from a shift meant he had no clothes.
Malaki walked over to us his sword strapped around his hips. He threw something at me, and I caught it in the air.
I held it up to see It was a wet suit. I arched my eyebrow at him.
"The fabric is enchanted; it would protect you from some blows." He said with a worried smile.
I nodded and pulled the wet suit on, letting it cover my body except my hands and my feet. I began to tie my hair into a plate that lay behind my head, to prevent it from getting in the way.
He walked over to me and grabbed my waist.
"What are you doing?" I said feeling awkward with Max and Isaac staring at me.
He spun me to face the ocean. "It calls for you?" He whispered in my ear. Under any other circumstance I would be weak in my knees as his breath tickled my ear.
But again, my Uncle and best friend were watching, "Yes." I said in an obviously annoyed tone.
"Which way calls you more." He whispered again.
"That's you plan. Hope I get called in the right direction?" I said shaking my head.
"I've watched you Princess." He said in a seductive tone that made my hair stand at the back of my neck. "You always stare out at the ocean towards a certain direction."
I thought about where I meditate, where I look out to, the rock, where it looks out to, even when we were at Malaki's house, where I looked out to. It was always in the same direction.
I pointed out passed the rock on the edge.
Malaki's wings flared out and Maxwell began shifting into a large reptilian creature with wings. He grabbed onto Isaacs shoulders as Malaki lifted me into the sky.
He pushed forwards towards the direction I pointed, with Maxwell and Isaac close behind. We reached the shield and I looked to see Isaac making gestures with his hands, the shield began to burn away and soon the island was completely exposed. Malaki pushed forward leaving the island behind us. I gripped behind Malaki's neck pressing my face into his chest.
It dawned on me I might not see that island again. He rubbed up and down my back in a reassuring way.
"Maxwell, how fast you can you fly?" Malaki shouted behind him. Max Just growled and Malaki let out a laugh gripping onto me tightly. He pushed forward with extreme speed. I managed to see that Maxwell was indeed keeping up before I closed my eyes.
After a while we came to a stop. I opened my eyes to see us floating over the middle of the ocean.
"Which way Princess." Malaki whispered in my ear.
I looked around us trying to feel if there was any part of the ocean that seemed to call me more. Immediately I felt my heart it, and I pointed.
Malaki took off again with Maxwell behind. We continued doing this for hours, stopping then flying.
Malaki stopped again but he no longer needed to ask me what to do.
I looked around and felt a strong pull into the ocean right below us.
"It's here." I said looking down. There was nothing below us except water, but I knew it was under there.
We all dropped down to the water, Isaac had told me to wait for him to create a shield before I created any type of landing.
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Shielded - The Marilla Chronicles
FantasyThe Last of her Kind. Marilla fights every Obstacle the Dark One throws at her. But her deadliest threat arrives in the form of the Dark Prince, Malaki her heart is torn. Darkness is tempting for the Last remaining Mermaid. Will she Fight and Swim...