Chapter 13

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Ivy looked to me with a panicked expression. I gasped, jumped up, and sprinted into the ocean, frantically trying to separate the water like I was digging through a pile of clothes. It didn't separate well. With only short gasps as breaths, I shakily closed my eyes.

It was blank.

Black.

"Zip!" I screamed. "No, no no, Zip!"

The others started to fan out, dipping underwater to look for her blonde tangle of hair.

"Bookie, vision?" Ivy yelled to me after she came out of the water, dripping.

"I tried!" I sobbed. "It was just black!"

Ivy didn't respond, but rather dived under again. We all searched frantically for a good twenty minutes. I'm pretty sure my tears filled half of the ocean we were in.

I looked up, waterfalls under my eyes, when I heard a muffled . . . Scream? Yell? Sound?

Then I saw the hair.

It was bright against the deep blue sea. And her clothes, which were hot pink, popped out. She was exactly three hundred and twenty seven feet away from us. And she was being yanked out of the ocean by her arm. The yank-er was giant bird. Albatross. It had her arm in it's talons, and it's huge wings flapped frantically as it lifted her.

I screamed. I screamed one of my bend-over-with-your-hands-grasping-your-ears-screams. Any normal bird would have dropped dead, but this one looked up at me, undeterred.

A Robo-Animal. A Robo-Albatross?

I couldn't get to Zip. My brain told me that if I swam out, the current wouldn't let me come back. We didn't have a boat. So we he no way of rescuing her. I held back the others, herding them out of the water because of potential other Robo-Sea-Animals. We all sobbed and clawed the air, trying to magically bring her back.

She was screaming and crying; scraping at the talons wrapped around her arm. It was horrible. Like torture.

We watched.

We watched as the bird went farther and farther away.

We watched them become nothing more than a dot in the distance.

We watched the dot dive down.

We watched the dot land on a bigger dot.

The bigger dot was a boat.

A huge, pitch-black boat.

Zip was in the hands of the Black Jackets.

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