𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘣𝘰𝘺, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙮𝙨

𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩

"THERE, HEAD FOR THE STORM DRAIN!" FRENCHIE YELLED ONCE THE BOAT STARTED, SAMUEL GLANCING BACK AT THE SHARKS FOLLOWING THEM. M.M. noticed it first, the noise alerting the others as a much larger sea animal came at them from their left. His brows furrowed, a whale bellowing as it jumped through the water. Samuel saw the infamous Deep atop of it before the two went underwater again.

"You have to be fucking kidding." The boy let out, the whale beaching itself before the storm drain. Billy didn't stop, but he sped up seeing the Deep stand on top of the whale, waiting for them. "Hey, Butcher... Butcher!" Hughie yelled, M.M.'s brows furrowing. "Butcher, stop!" He yelled, Samuel gripping onto the railing as the Deep's face fell, crouching to steady himself. "Butcher!-" Frenchie's yell was interrupted when Billy sped into the whale, impaling its middle immediately.

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BILLY WAS THE FIRST TO GET UP, SEEING SAMUEL NEAR HIM. It was dark and wet, and Billy just spat out whatever was in his mouth, panting as he crawled a way out of the whale, gasping in fresh air. "Fucking diabolical." He let out, Samuel feeling glued to his 'seat'. M.M. and Frenchie rushed out of the whale's body, The former glancing back. "Sammy, hey." He spoke, Billy ignoring the two as he stepped off of the now red boat.

His brows furrowed, watching Samuel stare at his hands. He was drenched in blood, just like the rest of them, he blacked out and woke up covered in blood and whale guts. He was terrified. Just like when he killed his dad- "Sammy, hey, man, come on, come with me." M.M. spoke, hesitantly lifting up a piece of whale to see the boy clearly. His hands were trembling, Samuel not paying attention to Hughie opening his eyes beside him.

"Sam, look at me, come on." M.M. urged softly, Frenchie well on his way to find Kimiko. M.M. met eyes with Samuel, nodding at the boy encouragingly. "Hey, come on, please. I'll help you out." Billy watched the man try and coax Samuel, scoffing to himself lightly. "There we are, come here." M.M. gripped the boy's hand, tugging on him gently. The boy didn't say anything, feeling M.M.'s slimey arm wrap around his shoulders to help him out.

"Come over here, Sammy, follow me." M.M. soothed, Billy watching the boy struggle to get out of the whale's body. He whimpered gently, his bloody hands slipping on the smooth boat at times. "That's it." M.M. glared at Billy for a split second, ushering Samuel to the water. "Quickly, here, come on, don't look down." M.M. ordered, and Samuel gasped as his hands were submerged into cold water, M.M. splashing his face gently too.

He was caring for the boy, noticing immediately how petrified he looked. Like he went into shock or something. "Are you okay, man?" M.M. asked, staying crouched with Samuel as he stood on all fours, staring into the water. It cleaned the blood, and made his hands look normal. A little grazed, but more calmjng to look at. Samuel nodded quickly, M.M. rubbing his back. "Alright? Okay, good." M.M. spoke, staying in silence.

"Where's Hughie!" Billy called, and the man himself was stuck inside the whale, hearing a ringing. "Hughie! Oh, geez-" Billy huffed, making his way back inside the whale. "You all right?" He asked, Hughie's eyes distant. "Come on, son-- We got to leg it-- Deep's here, and The Seven won't be far behind." Billy's voice overtook the ringing, Hughie shaking his head as he looked at Billy.

"Um, you know what? Okay, you guys go ahead. I'm good." He let out, Billy's brows furrowing. "Eh? What?" He asked, huffing. "I'm just gonna sit here and wait, if-if you don't mind-" "What the fuck are you waiting for?" Billy scoffed, Hughie sighing. "My second wind." He let out, blood stinging one of his eyes closed. Billy just huffed to himself, adjusting his grip on whale organ.