The rumble of speed boats boomed into Ocean's ears, her whale was panicking, loud squeals and low screams came from the whale's throat. Faster! Faster! Ocean screamed in her whale's mind, We can't get captured again! Dear god please! The black whale was no longer calm, no longer relaxed, no longer feeling free, no longer feeling the crystal clear water rolling over her back. Ocean's whale changed directions suddenly when a speed boat cut in front of it, THEIR CORNERING US! MOVE AWAY FROM THE SHORE! Ocean screamed, but it was too late, a sandy beach surrounded the whale and the panicking woman. The whale turned around and saw three speed boats blocking the one exit from the lagoon. The whale dove under water again, the top of the water to the sea bottom was only about twenty feet deep, not enough room to do a powerful enough start to do a large jump that would get the whale over the raising nets. We're trapped, We're trapped again. Childhood memories flooded Ocean's mind, a small young killer whale calf being netted from her family, nets, speed boats, spears, blood, lots of blood. It rolled over in Ocean's mind like a movie clip on repeat, the same thing happening over and over again until it was turned off. Everything about this capture and the one when she was younger was the same, the nets, the boats hell bent on cutting off her freedom, the sharp spears that were shoved into her family's whale hides, making them bleed to death, bright red blood floating in the water like dead kelp.
Do you trust me? Ocean asked her whale, she felt her whale nod, I want you to swim up to the bottom of the nets. Ocean immediately felt her whale's shock and confusion, Trust me.
The whale nudged it's muzzle into the bottom of the nets, since they weren't moving forward any more, Ocean knew the people on the boats were confused with her behavior. The whale pushed away the image of her family members trying to push through the nets when she was captured for the first time. Ocean pushed on her whale's mind, giving it the courage to go through with the plan. The whale drifted away from the nets about 15 feet. Then with a large powerful kick of her tail, the whale rammed into the nets, tearing the nets from the boats, but Ocean kept on swimming, even with the nets tangled around her body. She was once alone, but now she was trapped and alone.
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Roman d'amourAfter being captured when she was 5 summers old, Ocean Shell spent years being a fighter in illegal shifter fighting. But one day, during a routine fight Ocean is interrupted by other shifters. A pack of wolf shifters raid the fighting base. She i...
