"Being this far below sea level will screw with your head," Pharell sighed."Now, do any of you actually have a good plan?" "I vouldn't even move an inch..." the shadowy figure, said from an unknown location. "Just try to escape...See if you make it out living, eh?" *** That instant, Xane landed the ship at a port in dark Atlantica. "Looks like we're here," he called out to the others. "Now, do we have any idea where the U.P.A is?"
"...Ah," Pharell sighed. "But, I'm sure talking clams aren't the main inhabitants, are they? Are there any..." Pharell suddenly looked around them. They were missing two more crew members. When the hell had they left? There were only three crew members remaining. Ravakov was surely the cause of this. "...Never mind. Just keep moving." They soon entered a large cavern, where they were greeted by the site of the shadowy figure tossing away the body of a crew member. The figure turned around slowly, noticing Pharell and the rest of the U.P.A. He swam deeper into the cave, speaking as he swam away, "I honestly vould've turned back a long time ago...Had I been placed in your shoes. You made the wrong choice in continuing to search for the Virus." OOC: I wasn't actually gonna continue this one any farther until the Ultimate Organization lands on dark Atlantica as well.
OOC: You keep changing your mood. XP BIC: As they swam, Pharell took the time to glance through more hieroglyphics on the wall. This time actually analyzing them ,he asked, "Sirs, do any of you know what Atlantica is like on the light side of the worlds? I've never been there, myself."
"Right..." Pharell nodded. For the first time in his life he was nervous. Ravakov was real? There was no indication of his existence, and yet..."Let's move." They swam rapidly through the caves, looking for an exit. Every so often, they'd pass through some of the cave's more hollow walls. Each time they did, they heard something swimming on the other side, going the same pace as them. Occasionally they'd see a small crack in the wall along with a shadowy figure moving with them. On one instant, a crew member decided to turn his head and look int one of the cracks, only to see the figure's head stop for a second and turn to look at him. That just about did it for that guy. "T-That's it! I'm not following you! I'm not going to get killed by Ravakove because of you!" the crew member shouted. "Stop! We're probably almost towards an exit, now!" Pharell screamed. "You'll have less chance of survival if you head back!" The crew member failed to heed Pharell's warnings and swam away. The cave caused the sound of him swimming to echo, until a loud crack was heard. The crack echoed across the room, until there was silence......Slowly the shadowy figure, moved back to the crack in the wall and stared at them, as if waiting for them. "...Let's get the hell out of here..." Pharell sighed as he lead the way, yet again. On the other side of the wall, the shadowy figure followed.
"We found Rick..." Pharell started slowly, taking everything in. "He was shot with his own harpoon gun. He said that...Ravakov did it. Before he could give us any more answers, someone took another shot at him with the harpoon gun and swam away...What do you think of this?"
OOC: Ha! No luck for Skinnar! BIC: Pharell led them down the spiraling caverns of the cave. The most intriguing part of it was what appeared to be hieroglyphics on the wall. Surely these 'hieroglyphics' were part of his imagination. They were pretty deep in the ocean. It was proven that traveling this deep could have detrimental affects on the mind. But now was no time to... "Everyone, come quick! I've found Rick!" Abigail shouted. Pharell rushed to investigate and stared in amazement. Rick had rested himself upon a few stalagmites, holding on to a massive wound in his shoulder. "Rick, what the hell happened? " Pharell asked. "Dunno..." Rick started. "Was attacked by...something. Hit me with my own harpoon gun. I managed to..Argh! I managed to escape him...somehow. He's tracking me though..." "Who's tracking you?" Pharell demanded. "Rava-" Rick started, before a zooming noise was heard. Pharell quickly swam out of the way as another harpoon was shot at Rick's stomach. Rick fell over, dead and Pharell turned around quickly. The assailant was gone...
"So you're suggesting that we head to surface, as well?" Pharell asked. "If so, do as you wish, but I'm-" Something suddenly pushed them all inside the cave. Probably undersea currents. To make matters worse, the mouth of the cave suddenly started to cave in... "Looks like luck's not on our side today," Abigail sighed. "I don't believe in luck," Pharell said sternly, before attempting to do something about the rocks that were trapping them inside. "If we can't escape through the entrance, or make it to Midgar, I suggest we travel through the cave until we find another way out. There's bound be more cave mouths."
OOC: Huh? Have what scuba masks? BIC: "Where are we?" Pharell breathed through his mask, turning on his flashlight. "Looks like we're in front of the cave that your friend died in," one of the crew members said cautiously. "He's not dead," Abigail sneered. "He's just-" "For all we know, he's dead," Pharell interrupted. "C'mon. Only way to Midgar is through this cave I supposed." "You all go," one of the crew member said. "I'll try to travel up to the surface to see if I can get some help."
"It's coming from the-" one of the crew members blurted out, before the sound of water rushing through the sub was heard again. This time it came from the top of the sub. "That's it! We have to get out!" Pharell shouted, grabbing scuba gear and suiting up. He then handed out the rest of the gear to the others and started to make his way out of the sinking sub-marine. EDIT: OOC: Jaxed, just have Darxess resting in the ship. Xane would've picked him up, while escaping Asgard.
OOC: Typo. I meant flooding, though I'm slightly tempted to keep it as floofing now...
OOC: See ya.
"Skinnar's right," Pharell agreed. "A reef would logically be-" A big booming noise was heard as a water rushed through the hull of the sub. "Quick, grab some scuba gear! Hurry! The sub's flooding!" one of the crew members shouted.
"I...don't know..." Pharell stated in shock. "It was Ravakov!" One of the crew members screamed. "Ravakov got him!" Suddenly the sub was pushed ahead, rapidly. The crew and U.P.A members flew across the room like rag dolls.
OOC: How old is Skinnar, anyway? BIC: Rick took a dive in the ocean. It was luck that Lexx went with them. With only Skinnar, they'd get nothing done. Rick plunged farther and farther into the ocean. It started getting so dark that he'd have to turn his flashlight on. He kept his com-link online. "Looks like I've found some valuable ore," Rick reported. "I'm sure it'll make a killing if the U.P.A decides to sell it." Hearing a noise in the distance, Rick quickly turned around, his flashlight glimmering. It was a shark. In a split second, Rick shot a harpoon at the shark, slashing it's backside. The animal swam away in pain. "Ha! Nothing's catching me off guard," Rick said, smugly. "Okay, I've found an undersea cave! Amazing. It's huge. It's...It's a little dark in here, but I think it'll be worth the exploration." "Let's hope so," Abigail said from the other end of the com-link. After a few minutes, Rick exclaimed, "I was right! Some type of rare mollusk!" "What are you going to do with it?" Pharell asked. "Simple. Take a picture of it, capture it, send it to the U.P.A for analysis and laugh as the cash rolls in," Rick smiled. "Now I'll just get the camera out..." Rick reached into the suit's pockets for his camera until something bumped into him, causing his flashlight to blink on and off. "Damn it!" Rick shouted. "Uh, it's nothing! My flashlight's on the fritz." "Sounds like something..." Abigail said, sounding worried. "It's nothing, Abby! You'd think I'd get hurt here? We still have to search for that Virus! Now if I could only GLAGHH!" "Rick?" Abigail asked., in concern. "Rick?" Pharell asked. "Rick, what's going on?" "I-I...Oh my G-" Rick said, before the com-link went dead.
A crew soon followed them Each of them manned a particular station of the sub, while the U.P.A members took a moment to sit down. Pharell walked up to one the crew members, tapping him on the shoulder. "Take the direct route to Midgar," Pharell instructed. "But...Rava-" The man started. "One word about Ravakov, and you'll be drowning in the next few minutes. Understand?" Pharell threatened. *** EDIT ('Cause of DarKnight.) Xane gave Xardius a questioning look, "Dark Atlantica? Well if the U.P.A's on it, there's gotta be something there..." The crew member nodded hastily as the sub dived deeper into the ocean's depths. A member of Alpha Squadron, Rick, saluted to Skinnar, Lexx, and Pharell, before saying, "Sirs! I'm going to go out on a little diving expedition. I'll see if there's anything here on this ocean worth any value to the U.P.A." Rick then reached for a scuba suit, before being stopped by a pleading crew member. "Please! Don't go out there! You don't know what's-?" the member pleaded. "Let me guess? Ravakov? You're all pathetic," Pharell sighed. "Go ahead, Rick. Make the U.P.A richer."
Xane got on board as well..."Where to?" he asked. "Anyplace away from here sound nice?" *** As they entered the loading dock, Pharell paid the kindly old owner a large sum of money for a sub-marine. "Thank you, sir," The old owner replied. "I'll have a crew set up for you in a jiffy." "Crew? Aren't my people and I good enough to handle you're sub-marine?" Pharell asked. "No...It's not that. You just need people withyou who have experience out on these seas, y'know?" "Oh, that's...alright then," Pharell shrugged. "If you don't mind me askin', what are ya going to be doin' with the sub?" the old man asked. "We're heading to Midgar. That's all I can tell you," Pharell stated. "You're not going by the direct path, are you?" the old man asked. "Yes. It's the quickest way. Why?" Pharell questioned. "They say a member of the Brotherhood lives out at sea. Goes by the name Rava-" th old man started. "Enough!" Pharell shouted. "I've had enough of this babbling on about something that has absolutely NO record of existence! I thought this was a town of facts!" "It is..It's also a town of legends and-" the old man started. "Just give us a damn sub!" Pharell grunted.
"There's plenty of ships to go around, "Xane said. "But, why don't we just use our own ship?...Or was it destroyed in your fight with the dragon guy" *** "Well..., Okay. What do we do, then?" Novice asked.
"Oh, I guess there's no real problem, then!" Xane exclaimed. "Now, uh, when are we leaving? I'm kinda worried about this world exploding too." *** "Should we warn the Ultimate Organization?" Novice asked.
OOC: Uh-huh. Yup. BIC: Xane silently mouthed, "Woah..." at the state of Chomper. "That swords been through a lot. I'm surprised it decided to break now of all times." *** "Trent bit the dust too?" Novice asked, not sounding very concerned. "And he's coming...? Are you certain?"
OOC: Hmmm.... BIC: Xane managed to catch up to Xardius. "So...You caused those big explosion, huh? I guess I'm not surprised. Where do we go next?" *** Novice walked up to Enigma, scratching his head. "Looks like our colleagues are leaving," he stated. "In more ways then one..." He nodded to the smoldering pile of ash, once known as Zaxor.
