Damidge

Yellow Dracon beams shot crazily out of the torn-up vessel! As if the ship itself was furious. Wounded and out of control.

TSEEEWWW! TSEEEWWW! TSEEEWWW!

<UGGGHHH!>

<AAAGGGHHH!>

A hideous pain in my side!

I clicked and saw an orca, belly sliced open. Guts spilling into the dark water.

Another orca, both flippers gone!

Suddenly, the water was opaque with blood and gore.

<Up! Surface! Now!> I cried.

(...)

Brutally conscious, teeth chattering, body aching, I forced myself to morph the orca. A third me.

<Jake? Are you okay?> It was Rachel. <Sorry I had to toss you around like that but you were drowning.>

I clicked. Counted two sperm whales and three orca.

<That's okay. Is . . . is everyone here?> I asked.

<Yeah,> Tobias said. <Our real orca buddy took off a while back. We're here. We're remorphed. And we're ready.>

Marco groaned. <I knew this night wasn't over.>