Waterline

Enlighten Mortals

The trident was specifically pointed at Brixon. Micah didn't care about taking out Logan. "I already took out your friends, now it's your turn," he spoke. Brixon didn't want to believe that his friends were taken out easily. He truly hoped that they were safe and it was all a lie. Brixon needed to find a way around Micah. His power wasn't strong enough to go against a trident but there were ways to distract Micah.

"Logan look away!" Brixon swam towards Micah with his palm facing him. Logan was turned away as Brixon took action. Even Brixon had to squeeze his eyes shut as he used his power. Micah didn't have enough time to take cover as a light from Brixon's palm flashed on. Micah screamed in irritation as the light partly blinded him. "Let's go," Brixon said, once he saw how successful his power was.

Brixon grabbed on to Logan's wrist and swam away. He had to rush so that Micah doesn't see them make there getaway. His important objective was to keep Logan safe and find his friends. "Who was he?" Logan asked he allowed Brixon to drag him away from the action. "Someone who only cares about power, don't let him get to you," Brixon warned. He didn't want him to also be used by Micah. Many of his friends became a victim to him.

"Mae, I'm so glad to see you," Fawn reached her hand up to take a hold of her human friend. Mae grabbed onto Fawn's hand, a worried expression was plastered on her face. "Callie and I split up to search for Brixon," Fawn told her.
"What's going on?" Mae asked. She had little information about how the event is playing out. "Micah tried to kill us, he used his trident. He thought we were dead and now we must warn Brixon about his plan," Fawn gave her a quick update to all that has happened.

"I wish I could help, but I'm useless as a human," Mae let go of Fawn's hand. "But I know Brixon well enough, he is not going down without a fight. I'm worried more about you. Micah doesn't care who he sacrifices to get what he wants that includes you. Please, be careful while I'm not with you," Mae had no other way to protect her friend. She wanted to keep her safe and pure but Micah ruined it. Part of her blames herself, she knew what Micah did to Clare and Mae should have warned the rest before they were persuaded by him.

"I will, thank you. Hopefully, I'll get a chance to see you again soon, but now I must help the children on their journey," Fawn spoke. She kept her cheerful smile as she inched further away from Mae. Soon she went underwater, leaving Mae alone with Conor. Mae missed her friend so much but knew that she was busy. "Do you feel better knowing that they are together in a group?" Conor asked Mae. He hoped that she doesn't start to worry about them even more.
"Yeah, I know that they have each other's backs," Mae said. She instantly made a connection with her and Conor. He always had Mae's back in any situation. It made her feel more secure knowing that.

"We should inform the rest of how the situation is going," Mae told Conor. She knew the rest are antsy with how their friends are. Conor nod as he reached into his pocket. He then gave an irritated sigh as he forgot about his phone situation. "I forgot that I don't have a phone," Conor told Mae. She frowned, it was inconvenient during this situation. "Do we have to go find them?" Mae asked. Conor nod upset that they had to leave the comfort of the dock to contact their friends.

"We could find Allen and Libby first, they should be close by," Mae suggested. The dock they are currently staying on was surrounded on both sides with beaches. The pair should walk around that area when they are searching on the shoreline. "Yeah, maybe they could pass that information to Pj and Darrel," Conor agreed. He didn't have a lot of energy to walk across the boardwalk all night. It was already late and Conor was getting tired. Plus, he felt awful that Mae had to be dragged along too. She must be tired from all that has happened, he felt guilty that she barely had time to rest.

Conor stood up and helped Mae on to her feet. "It's best that we don't keep them waiting," Conor said. Mae nod as they both walked down the dock and onto the boardwalk walk. They took the steps down to the beach where they proceed to look for Libby and Allen.

"Stop right there!" Fawn chose to stop swimming and to stay still. She could easily tell that Micah was mad. A hand firmly grasped on Fawn's shoulder and whipped her around. She was facing Micah and was staring at his face. His pupils seem more dilated than usual and his skin had a pink tint to it. Fawn didn't know why his pupils were small but she knew that his blood was boiling.

"How are you still alive?" Micah asked her. He voice seems to lower upon gazing at her. Fawn was looked upon inferiorly from the failed rescue. She was a good friend or almost family to Micah before the ritual took place. Something within Micah was different and how he sees others have changed. Everyone is trying to take everything he has away. Micah isn't going to sit around and let that happen. It was how Micah feels no one would understand him. "We were quick," Micah didn't realize that he was in a daze of anger.

"I don't believe you," Micah knew that attack was quick and strong so he didn't believe her. "We all got hit but we won't be taken down that easily," Fawn explains. She wasn't the best liar nor did she like doing it but the situation calls for her to do so. She felt uncomfortable in the situation and just hopes that Micah would leave her be. "Good thing I have you here, I have a plan," Micah smirked. Fawn felt herself gulp, she didn't want to know what he is thinking.