The young orca was swimming in the cold waters of Iceland with his mother and his pod.
There were quite a few orcas in his pod,
some had gotten taken away by a strange machine.
The orca remembers at that point being trapped in a net pen.
He saw his sister being taken away and his mother screeching.
He remembers hastily hiding under his mother to avoid being picked up.
The boats then had left and the pod was left grieving the loss of the few members of their family.
It's been a few years since it happened, he still misses his sister.
He feels his mother nudge him as they were hastily changing course.
He was quite confused as to why
they were but he did as his mother told and changed direction.
It then clicked in his brain as to why they were changing when he heard loud propelling noises and the sound of motors coming in contact with water.
He screeched as his mother communicated with the rest of the pod to split up.
For the orcas without babies to go one way while the orcas with babies went another.
His mother then communicated with him, telling him to stay by her side as the pod split up,
hearing other mothers and their calves communicating the same way.
Him and his mother along with a few other mothers and calves then hear the sound of approaching motors.
He was scared for his life.
His mother screeched as she heard the helicopter noises get closer and closer.
They were then cornered as people casted out a net that surrounded the mothers and the babies.
He saw the orcas his age getting hauled away from the hurting mothers.
He doesn't realize it but suddenly feels a circle like ring pulling at his neck.
He screeched in hopes his
mother would be able to save him.
She could only screech as he was placed on a transferring mat,
yelling like they could understand her screeching,
telling them to give her baby back.
He could only cry out as he
was placed in a blue crate filled with water,
keeping him wet and cold for his journey.
He could still hear the screeches and cries from the mother orcas,
being able to muffle out all the others except for his mother.
She was crying out for him,
pleading for the people to free her son
He was only 2.
The boat then started moving.
All he could do was sit and listen to his mother plead and beg to let
her son go.
She tried swimming after the boat with the people throwing rocks at her.
It didn't stop her as she communicated back and forth with her son,
telling him he will be ok and that she loves him.
The screeching gets more distant,
meaning she stopped chasing the boat as she knew she wouldn't be able to get to him even if she tried...
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Unfettered
Short StoryAnother step into trying to spread awareness about captive marine mammals. I do want to put a Trigger warning as there is slight animal abuse, self harm, death, refrenced bullying, severe health conditions, mentions of injuries and implied saddening...
