Search And Rescue
The pod waits, gathered upon the sand of a peaceful bottom. Two Capricorns remained by their side as they circled around them protectively, keeping vigilant of the possible dangers that might come up.
Syrinx groans internally as the time drags on. Where are the others? Half of the pod is still missing. Are they dead? Are they still fighting? Three Scyllas out of nowhere like that... She's only a scout of the Kenovani Pod, but ...
"... Look!" One of the merfolk points out. The rest of the pod turns, and rise from the sandy bottom. They see the other half of the pod coming to them, escorted by yet another Capricorn. Samudra grunts as his mate's glowing hand remains on his broken stomach, looking a lot better than when it was first cracked open - the bodily plates have been mended back into place, and now is enduring the deep cracks across the middle. The Kenovani moves up and swim quickly to greet their two leaders.
"What has happened??" A dolphin merman asked.
"I summoned the Holsien Guardian..." Samudra panted, "It came swiftly and put an end to two of the Scyllas." He reported.
"Where is the third?" Vanora asked, "It vanished in the midst of the battle."
"We have not seen it. The Capricorns guided us away, and we have been waiting since."
"Is everyone together?" Asked a hammerhead shark merman, "We have not seen anyone until now."
"Four have been devoured," Ebba reported sadly, "Several others are missing."
"Can you trace them?" Samudra asked weakly.
"One moment..." Ebba closes her eyes, and concentrated her mental energy into all of the shell fragments tied around her body and her enormously long shocks of hair. The lines of bonds are seen as threads of light originating from her, and connecting to the other members of a pod, like a shining spider web map in her imagination. Once most of the lines spot and connect the members before her, she focuses on the threads of light leading far elsewhere from their vicinity.
"... I can sense Halio in the North... Fonrok is close by... Ambu and Yunmaj seem to be with Lacerta... I can determine that Merrick and Arnaav are together, but they are far... I believe we may find Peigi buried under the sand... Taci seems to have remained where we fought off the Scyllas... That is all of them that are not present."
"Very well," Samudra pushes his arms up to move, but grunts in pain as he halts in the water and holds his midsection with both arms.
"No!" Vanora goes to him carefully, "You still need to heal, Samudra. You are not ready."
"We have to find them..." He pants, but accepts his predicament as he turns his pained gaze to the Adra Triton, "Son..."
"Yes, Father?" Hecalt asked.
"Take Guardian Kraken, and find the last Scylla, and put an end to it..."
"W-What?? B-But, Father-"
"Young as you are, the Guardian will still obey you... It will listen to none other than a Triton..."
"Father, he is too young," Nerissa argued, "He could be hurt."
"Never..." Samudra groans, "The Guardian will always protect the merfolk... Especially..."
"We need everyone to work together," Vanora tells her daughter, "The hunters have fought the Scyllas, and now out scouts will seek out the others under Ebba's direction. Son will escort Guardian Kraken to end the Scylla," The lionfish mermaid gives a smile to her tiny turtle Adra, "You can do it, Son. Just stay close to the Guardian."
"Yes, Mother." Adra Hecalt nodded, and then paddled swiftly away.
"The rest of you!" Noita Vanora called out, "Follow the Razirah's words! Find our brothers and sisters! And swiftly! We must find them all, and be sure they are not above the surface! The Black Sun is upon us, the Land Father shall soon sleep!"
The scouting half of the pod responds in agreement as they gather to the large Razirah to receive the corresponding directions. Adra Hecalt paddles swiftly away, calling out his tiny voice to the rising mast of the squid-like guardian.
"By the depths..." Deilan panted as he sets his spear into the sand, "I have no ink left... I need a few moments..."
"No," Adra Nerissa came to him, and began to heal his wounds, "You have done your role."
"Sometimes, I envy the humans in this regard," He commented, "Battles with monsters are only fables to them, while we must risk it all of the time..."
"At the very least, it does sound boring for them," Jested a sea lion mermaid as she too hovered to the soft sandy bottom.
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"No... No...!" Merrick gasps slight in fear as his squinted eyes can see a part of the sun disappearing into the blue sky, "I can't be... The Land Father's slumber. That's today??" Merrick clenches his eyes shut as he pushes his legs to stand, "Agghhhh," He grunts deeply as he barely made it to his feet.
"What..." Every muscle in his body is so very weak, he feels like a bag full of lazy sea slugs. "What's going on...?" He groans, "What's happening to me?" His brain is so very hazy, he can barely even think, like when Yuri comes home sometimes from the hospital, and she passes out on the couch when she's not ambitious enough for her room.
"Is the Black Sun already changing me??" Merrick asked with a spark of panic in his voice, but takes a second to look forward, "No... No, I don't believe that. It has to be in the shadow of the Land Father. This is something else. Maybe..." He huffs, and succumbs to a yawn, "Ugh, maybe it has something to do with this weird smell in the air..."
Merrick groans as he pushes through, and goes to Arnaav. He drops to his knees and puts his hands on the boy's soft arms, "Arnaav!" He can't even gather the strength to raise is voice, "Arnaav, wake up, now." He pushes and shoves him back and forth, "We need to get into the sea. Now."
"Nnngghhh," Arnaav rolls onto his back, still dozing soundly in the hot light.
"Dammit, where's all the energy kids are supposed to have?" Merrick winced. He reluctantly slapped Arnaav's face, "Arnaav! Wake up!"
"Rrrhhhh!" Arnaav growled in anger before turning to his side, and quickly calming right back down in his sleep.
"For fuck's sake..." Merrick cursed. He grunts as he pushes himself up, and quickly walks off.
~~~
The hammerhead shark merman turns and bolts through the water after receiving his orders from Ebba. His tail whips back and forth in an almost instant burst of energy, ready to really shred the water for this scattered search-and-rescue mission. He's raring to go, he can race a school of sailfish! Let the waves of fate hide his companions as far away as they damn well please-
"Ruxut?"
The shark merman jumbles, and leaps into a loop at the sudden mention of his name. He looks and spots an approaching reptilian merman with four broad flippers for limbs, a row of sharp teeth on both jaws, and a firm armor of tough skin.
"Fonrok! Could you not have been farther away??" Ruxut scolds, "I have barely just started to move!"
"What?" The Holsien tilted his head, "What are you talking about?"