S. Welles - To Ocean's End

Once I figured Jessie’s lungs were burning for a gulp of air, I let the water suck itself back into the vein. Jessie took several deep breaths.

“Feel clean?”

She sniffed a sodden shoulder. “I think so. I don’t smell anything anymore.” She took in the cavernous hall, admiring its beauty, like I had the first time I’d come here.

“By the way, I appreciate you not bartering my crew for my release. I know Jacobi has been anything but kind, but I don’t think even Tethys would deserve that kind of punishment.”

“He got what he deserved,” Jessie said coldly.

“That he did. And this brings me to my next question. How were you supposed to get me out, even with the trade?”

“We never covered that in the conversation. When I refused, they just warned me that it’d be very dangerous to help you like this.”

“As I see it right now,” I said dryly, “you’re just prisoner number two.”

She studied me a moment. “Well, I just got here. I haven’t even tried looking for a way out yet. I’m positive I can get you out of here.”

She was so convinced that I almost believed her. I wanted to believe her but I didn’t want to get my hopes up.

“You said this is the exit, right?” She pointed at the pool.

“Yes, but it’s blocked off.” I stepped out onto the middle of the unyielding pool to demonstrate my point. “You’re gonna have to find another exit and hope it doesn’t seal up before you can get through.” The sight of all those halls covering up had dissuaded me from taking another lap around the chamber. Once was demoralizing enough.

Jessie walked up to the lip of the pool and stopped, studying the water and its murky depths. The pool was hollowed out rock with ridged sides and clear water that got very dark in the middle.

Jessie looked up at me, gaze full of empathy. “This must be torture for you. How long—?” She’d taken a step out over the water. Instead of stopping on the surface, her boot sank right through. Her eyes widened and she flung out her arms right before she splashed in.

Alarmed, I ran over to her and kneeled before where she fell through. She flailed her arms and her head popped above the surface. I plucked her up and my giant demon body splashed in to join her.

I reflexively shifted into my aquatic form and one flick of my tail brought us back to the surface. Back to the surface. I looked down the cavernous hall from my new perspective. After all that brooding, holding Jessie had freed me. I cupped her in both hands and waited for her to finish spitting out water and wiping it from her face.

“Well that was unexpected,” she said. “At least this answers how I’m getting you out.”

I glanced into the depths, then down the empty hall. “This can’t be all it takes.”

“Sometimes things are simpler than you’d expect.”

“Not this. Rhode wouldn’t lie to you about it being dangerous to come rescue me. This is too easy. There has to be a catch.”

“Well then let’s leave before danger finds us.”

Sound logic there. I pulled her closer.

“Please don’t put me in your mouth!”

I looked her tiny frame up and down. “Are you kidding? You think I’d put you in my mouth after where you’ve been?” I cradled her against my chest, then sent a tendril of water down the hall and retrieved my trench coat. Jessie draped it over an arm. “Now don’t freak out. I’m putting you in an air bubble, so let’s hope Rhode overestimated how dangerous this’ll be.” I wasn’t counting on escaping without some sort of confrontation. There was no way. Amphitrite would notice before long, if she didn’t know already.

Jessie curled up against me and I held her protectively in both hands, she who’d overcome so many crippling fears to arrive at this moment. I was indebted to her.

I sank below the surface, forming a dome of water against the palms of my hands, encasing Jessie in what I hoped would be enough air to get her to the surface. She tensed until we were fully submerged, then relaxed a little when she realized she could keep breathing freely. I rolled forward and entered the dark tunnel, head first. We went from calm lighting to pitch black in seconds. Worried about how frightening being in this claustrophobic place full of water, I sent a reassuring thought Jessie’s way. Just hold tight. I’ll make this as quick as possible. Somehow, I sensed her suddenly feeling shocked.

Am I going crazy, or did I just hear you speak in my head?

I stopped swimming and looked at my bubble-wrapped cargo. I could sense her electromagnetic pulse more than I could see her vague outline. She was staring up at me with open awe. I guess this explains why Rhode wanted me in demon form.

I’m not sure I follow.

You commune with water creatures. I’m one right now. I resumed swimming as fast I could as the tunnel wound up and down, and took sudden turns. It felt like I was being flushed through an elaborate plumbing network.

True, but I never communed with you to find you.

The naiads did. They probably guided—don’t worry about it. I hated explaining things. Let me focus on getting us out of here. I felt her awareness pull away like feeling a partner rolling away from me in bed. The sudden extra space helped me focus on my winding trek and gave me back my personal space. I really didn’t want to share my deep dark thoughts. Jessie being able to commune with my demon form made logical sense, after what I’d seen with the whale flounder and nereids.

Ugh, I couldn’t wait to turn back into my human self. I needed to ground myself in reality as I wanted to pretend it was.

Modest light seeped in the final stretch of the tunnel. I sped out into a deep sea coral colony growing on some geometric formation…

…And stopped at the sight of thousands of nereids, naiads, and bigger water monsters positioned between us and our path to freedom. Well, here was the danger part Rhode mentioned. Hold tight. We have a lot of company. I made sure I was holding Jessie nice and close so she wouldn’t be bouncing around and glanced up. We were in maybe five hundred feet of water with a modest amount of sunlight reaching down. Jessie wrapped her arms around a finger as I took in our unwanted company. Every last one of them was looking our way, waiting, I guess, for their cue to attack. I had no intention of fighting a single one. I’d defend us as I had to, but I had a crew to get back to. The little ones I could out-swim, but the ones as big as me, and a few bigger? This might turn into a lengthy chase.

No monsters swam behind me. They were one huge mob ahead and above me, meaning I’d have to go straight through them. I drifted a little closer, just to see what they’d do.

All the nereids swam a little closer as well. Demon pet must go back. Punishment will be worse if you don’t.

That’s nice. I don’t care. Like hell I was going to let Amphitrite dictate my behavior when I was free to choose, free to make mistakes. No way I was turning around after having been her sex slave.

Every last nereid surged towards me.

Time to flaunt my power. I swam in a circle and hurled a current of water at them, sending their thousands flailing like leaves in the wind. I charged through them, letting those in my way bounce off as they tried to regain control. They gave chase after I broke past them, and the bigger monsters waited for me to get near. Once I drew dangerously close, I veered away, parallel to the surface, and sent another current of water at them. I didn’t look back to see if it had any effect. The nereids were catching up already, latching on, and biting and clawing. They were too small to hurt any more than a mosquito, but their sheer numbers slowed me down. I rolled and twisted, shaking them off and dozens more took their places. Angling towards the surface, I swam in an erratic pattern as I continued to shake off hundreds of them. Their dolphin-like calls bombarded my sensitive hearing, but I tuned them out and focused on reaching the surface.