Chapter 3: I hate being right
I don't remember falling asleep, or being carried to a bed but I was happy to find a soft patting underneath me. I was alone in a small room, no interior decorating but that was to be expected on a carrier ship. The information in my brain rattled to life as I recalled my last memories. For some reason all the available exorcist were to head to an island by the name of Isla Saurna Sight B, were innocence was reported. We were traveling there by boat. I remember being on deck staring at the ocean when Allen came up next to me. He must have carried me back to bed.
'I have to thank him when I see him later.'
I turned over in the bed to face the edge. It was time to get up, although my body protested to it. The first thing I did was swung was my naked feet over to touch the floor. Cool air brushed over my flesh as I situated forward. My ankles were exposed to the harsh breeze now. I groaned. Eventually I shifted myself to a sitting up pose so I was completely up.
'This is harder than I thought.'
I grabbed the sheet on the bed, wrapped it around my body, sucked in a gulp of air, and forced myself to stand. My poor knees were weak, but this was a good start. I shuffled over to the door placing my palm on the wood for support.
'Why do I feel drunk, is it sleep?'
Groggily, I forced the door open and stepped through the frame. The door led to a cramped corridor with multiple doors. Doors I had no idea what belonged with them. Ignoring the growing curiosity in me, I turned to the left where I figured the exit was. I was right. It was all the way at the end of the hallway, but I was right. A steel door. I pushed it open, still clutching the blanket. Sunlight assaulted my eyes immediately.
"Wow," I groaned shrouding my eyes.
"Hey look whose awake!"
I removed my hand to find Lavi leaning against the railing, a toothbrush sticking out of his lip. I smiled at him.
"Hi, Lavi, you're up early." I grinned at him.
"Actually, it's the afternoon," he chuckled.
"WHAT?! Are you serious?! Oh, crap!" I gasped. My hand came up to forehead.
"Haha, it's alright, the captain says it's gonna be another hour before we get there," he smiled again.
"I'll be back, I gotta go change." I sighed.
"Aw, trying to get all pretty for Allen," he called after me.
"Ignoring that," I called back.
I came back to the same door I walked out of not all but two seconds ago. I laughed to myself.
'I have to go back down that long hallway now great.'
With one foot in front of the other, I ventured through the doorway. Instantly I ran into what felt like a solid brick wall. This was supposed to be the part where I was supposed to fall flat on my backside. Well, that is, if it wasn't for Kanda catching ahold of my wrist. A sharp pain rain up my arm and the tendons in my wrist stretched and popped. Even so, I was thankful he didn't let me fall. I remained hanging there; the only contact between us was his grasp on my wrist.
"Thanks," I breathed.
"Welcome," He stated pulling me past him and sending me on my way as he left out the door I came from. I quickly scurried to the room I was in with the hunch that my cloths would be there to. I was right. I enjoyed being right. I yanked on my exorcist uniform, or at least tried to. I struggled to find the second arm-hole, put the wrong shoe on my left foot, stepped on my skirt while trying to pull it up, I failed at it all. Finally, I managed to fit everything on correctly and walk out of the door. Not before catching a glance at myself before I left. My outfit resembled Lenalee's a little. It was long sleeved, with a miniskirt deal. High boots were strapped around my knees, and ended around my mid-thighs. My eyes were drawn to my neck were my innocence lied. It was a strange parasite-type innocence that amplified my vocals. The tiny little vines embedded themselves into my neck allowing me to control the vibration released by any sound or word I spoke. A very useful technique, though I haven't perfected it. I smiled to myself.
I was suddenly thrown across the room to the bed. My skull made full on contact with the frame. I whimpered clutching the patch of now bleeding skull.
"W-what was that?!" I chocked.
I dragged myself to the door and threw it open. Workers were running amuck frantically to whatever station they were assigned. Luckily I was able to pull myself up and slip past them. Once I made it to the door I flung it open and brought myself out onto the deck.
"What's going on?!" I chocked loudly.
"Shakia, over here!" called Lavi standing at the bow of the boat.
I ran to him and was instantly taken aback. A giant island appeared in front of us from the mist. The island was overrun with foliage. Rocks were everywhere.
"Did we hit a rock?" I asked.
"Not that I know of," Lavi breathed.
"Wonder what it wa-" I was thrown back violently. Luckily, Lavi had better reflexes than I did and he caught me.
"What was tha-" another jolt.
"Ah, what is this?!" I screeched.
We latched onto the railing hoping to keep our balance. The water's surface suddenly produced a large sail. I watched in terror as the giant fin took at least 20 seconds to surface and another 20 to disappear again.
"What was that?!" I cried.
"I don't really know," He said genially scared.
"Lavi! Shakia!" Allen suddenly called from behind. I turned to find him looking completely normal, despite his fear.
"Wait, wasn't that an akuma?!" I asked poking my finger at the water.
Another jolt and suddenly the entire boat was vertical. My entire world went sideways. And then the world was underwater. And I couldn't breath.