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"Sometimes you're drowning yourself in your own words."

― Steve Maraboli

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WAS IT JUST her or the cave was getting wetter and wetter with every step? Helene's hand grasped Legion's tightly, not letting go. Legion didn't complain about her iron grip on his hand, and continued to walk, following the light.

The water was up to her thighs now, mixed with dirt and mud. Small bones floated, bobbing in the dirty water.

"The thing is gone. Maybe you should let go of my head?"

"No, I can't do that. And plus, we're close."

"I thought you couldn't feel anything."

"I never said that. I meant as in-"

Run.

Legion flinched at the sudden hiss and froze in his steps.

The water was up to her chest.

"We're coming down there and we're going to kill whatever the hell you are. You run." Helene yelled, her voice echoing loudly and hurting her ears.

You are a very gullible child.

"Ha! Very funny!"

I'm warning you. Run before it's too late.

"You wanted me to remember. So tell me what to remember. You can't expect me to remember whatever you want me to without giving me any hints."

Dark. Light. When the fire disappears.

"What does my fire powers have to do with this? Give me my powers back!"

I'm telling you. Listen closely.

Helene lifted her head and walked ahead, her wet hand slipping from Legion's grip, just so she could get to the end of the pit. Then she realized her grave mistake.

"Helene-"

His voice drowned and he disappeared, his body being pulled away by the strong current of the water.

"Damn it!" Helene looked back. Then toward the pit. Then back at where Legion went.

He was trusting her to get to the pit and get their job done. And plus, this was all in her head. If he was dying in her head, then he could always wake them both up and stop the pain right? But what if he expected her to go help him instead?

Helene gulped.

The pit or Legion?

"Helene!" Legion's voice echoed loudly, slowly drowning the noise of his yelling. "Go! Go to the-"

That was enough to tell her what she needed to do. Diving forward, she began to swim, her arms doing even strokes in the dirty water, trying to reach the end of the pit. But she wasn't moving. She wasn't going anywhere. Just stuck in one place.

Pissed off, she took in a deep breath and put her head under, trying to trick the trickster in it's own game.

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ELLA WATCHED HER sister buck on the bed, with Legion sitting beside her. Their faces were blank, not quite seeing. Helene's eyes rolled back, and her back arched and suddenly everyone was over them, trying to wake them up.

"What the hell is happening?" Cas snapped. "Wake them up! Someone shake them!"

Brenna violently shook Legion but he completely ignored her, his hands glued to Helene's head. "Get your stinking hands off Helene you, idiot. Get off."

He didn't even budge. It was as if something was holding them both captive, not moving.

Ella stayed where she was, her heart beating fast in her chest, her breathing quickened. What if she dies in her head? Was that even possible?

"Get. Your. Hands. Off!" Brenna slapped Legion on his face, leaving an angry red mark on his pale cheeks. "He's not listening!" she wailed.

Raylan was rushing towards them too, trying to get Legion's hands off of Helene's head. "If I had known this was going to happen, I would have never agreed to it. This is baaaaad-"

"I don't think Helene would have agreed to this either if she knew this would have happened, genius. Now, do something! You encouraged her right? Now stop it!" Brenna was shrieking loudly, her hands flailing everywhere. There was a knock on the door.

"Go get it!" Cas snapped at Raylan.

Raylan yelped and dashed towards the door, as fast as he could. As soon as he opened it, a very concerned neighbour peeked inside and said, "Is everything okay, amigos? Do you need any help?"

"Do you know any person on this ship who has mind controlling powers by any chance?" Raylan asked desperately.

The very concerned neighbour frowned and said, "Estas loco? Why would I know a mind controlling Scar on this ship?

"Out!" Brenna snapped. "Kick him out."

The neighbour looked around wildly and began to step back. His face went back just in time before Raylan snapped it shut in his face, receiving many curses in spanish.

Cas was banging his head against the wall, groaning. "Why is everyone so useless?"

"You are useless too," Brenna muttered as she stepped back in defeat, her hands on her hips and her eyebrows narrowed.

Ella gulped. Then cleared her throat, "Why don't we just wait for them to get up themselves?"

Brenna turned towards her, "And let them die in the process? I knew I should have went along with them! These two idiots can't do anything-"

"Shut up," Ella snapped. "I'm sure they are competent enough to do whatever they are doing. And plus, it's not possible to die in your own head."

Brenna dramatically made a face, "Oh! So you know that. How are you so possibly sure? Anything could happen, for god's sake! I'm going to tell the captain to stop at the nearest Scar country and I am going to teleport to the nearest mind control there is. At least I can do something instead of standing there watching people trying to get Legion's hands off of Helene." She began to storm off, her heels clicking and her muttering under her breath, "Useless, useless, useless..."

Ella narrowed her eyes in her direction and watched the door snap shut with extra force. She leaned over Helene and smoothed down her hair, and closed her eyes.

She would get up. Ella was sure of it. Helene wasn't weak, and she got out of things that even Ella couldn't get out of. She was tough and she was going to make it out. Even though Ella was older, Helene seemed to be the one who looked older, prettier, more outgoing and better at fighting. Most people mistook her for the eldest Galane sister and showered her with compliments while Ella listened silently.

Ella was more of the brooding type, quick and tortuous. She liked the job done; not that others didn't. But she liked it done quick. If she had her own team which she had always wanted, she would have wanted the tasks she handed out fast.

Quick and efficient.

Ella sat down beside Helene, squeezing her hand. She went through her brain. She had water powers. Cas had ice. Brenna had teleportation. And Raylan had wind.

What if pain would bring them back?

"I'm going to cut Helene." Ella muttered.

Cas turned towards her, his jaw dropping. "What did you just say?"

"What if like...pain bring them both back?" Ella suggested.

Raylan rubbed his face tiredly. "If you're going to cut someone, it should be Legion. I mean, he's the one who has her stuck there right?"

Ella watched Helene moan, and turn her head to the right, trying to get out of whatever that was holding her back.

Ella slipped out a knife.

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SHE WAS DROWNING in the dirty water, it was filling up her lungs. Her flashlight was gone. It had slipped out of her hand a while ago while she was swimming. She was already in the pit where it was pitch dark. Nothing was in sight. Helene couldn't even see the walls of the cave.

Shuddering with cold-or fear, she didn't really know-Helene treaded upwards, trying to breath in some air. All she got was a lungful of water.

I warned you.

"Show...pfftt...me your....pftt...ugly face!" Helene was breathing hard, her heart beating so fast in her chest.

Her foot found a rock and she gripped the wall, her wet hands sliding off, creating bloody marks on her hand, letting the blood into the water. She gasped, her lungs on the verge of giving up.

Then suddenly, her foot slipped.

And then she was drowning.

RUN, YOU COWARD. I TOLD YOU TO RUN!

The water enveloped her, as she struggled to find some air. To find the surface and breath some air. But the water pulled her under, deeper and deeper. The water became darker and darker. Finally, Helene stopped struggling, and let herself fall.

Then, using all the energy she had left in her legs, she pushed up, up and up and up, using all of her remaining energy. Her legs strained, pain erupting everywhere. Suddenly everything hurt. Her leg, her skull, her arms. She blindly pushed up, knowing either way, she would have to get out.

I told you to run.

The voice sounded far away. So, so far away.

No. Helene thought. Not before I see you.

Go. Before it's too late.

Helene pushed harder and harder, and didn't stop. She set herself a goal, and she was going to reach it. No matter what happened.

She wasn't a coward.

Helene was a fighter. Surviving was what she was trained to do.

And that's exactly what she was going to do.

Survive.

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