Makenna left the Crusha Fruit's carving and started her journey back down the tunnel. Behind her, the wall mashed together again.
While Makenna swam, she clutched the Crusha Fruit and thought to herself, I am Makenna of Seabrook Island. I will find my way through this dungeon and help my friends. With my knowledge, I will travel to the Bermuda Triangle and defeat the Octopus Man. This quest has proved that to me.
A string of blue and pink bubbles trailed behind her.
Ten minutes later, Makenna saw a bright light before her. "A light!" she bubbled. A light meant outside, and outside meant that she was finally going to make it out of the passageway. Could she make it, though? She was running out of air.
Makenna groaned and reached for her mouth. No, she couldn't run out of air! The end of the passageway was still relatively far, and even when she did make it, she had no idea how deep the water was.
Makenna tightly closed her eyes and shook her head. Luckily, a clear whirlpool surrounded her and shoved her out of the passageway into open water.
Makenna swam as fast as she could toward the surface, and the water gave her another push. At the last second, she burst her head out of cyan water and grabbed a rock. Makenna coughed and tried to catch her breath. She searched her surroundings to figure out where she was. It was amazing where she ended. Makenna was back at Coutarine Island's coral reef. The tunnel she explored extended under the entire island and fed into the ocean. Then that meant—!
"Ahh!" Makenna shouted. "I have to find my way back to Silvey and Raeven! Ugh!" She lifted her hand out of the water and examined the glowing Crusha Fruit. "Should I, though? I mean, Ash needs this."
Makenna soon heard something behind her—a motorboat. She turned her head, yelling when she saw a boat speeding toward her. That was Alice's boat. Makenna didn't know if she and her family could see her. She froze in fear, which made her an open target. The boat crept closer, but Makenna didn't move.
Just before the boat smacked Makenna, a green and blue shadow appeared above her, and somebody grabbed her hand. She was pulled underwater, and the boat zoomed through the path where she used to float. Whew, that was too close.
The person who grabbed Makenna looked somewhat familiar. He carried a sword and shield on his back.
"Ash!" Makenna yelled underwater.
Ash, it was. Where did he come from? He was turning into Tracey.
He tightly closed his eyes and dragged Makenna back to the surface.
The two teenagers burst their heads out of the ocean, and Makenna swam to Ash. She grabbed him and dragged him toward the beach.
A storm was coming. The reef's water turned rough, and Makenna and Ash went over a set of waves. One set came from Alice's boat.
Makenna tugged on Ash and yelled, "Can't you open your wings and fly us out of this mess?"
"I-I can't," Ash feebly answered.
"What are you talking about?" Makenna bickered. "You're a fairy! A freaking fairy! You can fly!"
"No, I can't," spoke Ash.
"What are you talking about? Of course you can! Just open your wings and flap them!"
"I don't have wings, okay?" Ash shouted.
Makenna immediately stopped tugging him. "What?" She noticed a few tears ran down Ash's cheeks.
"I don't have wings!" he repeated in a choked voice. "I lost them when I was seven years old."
Before Makenna could ask him how he lost his wings, another massive wave hammered them, and their screams pierced the sky. A buildup of dark clouds appeared on the horizon, and lightning flashed within them.
Makenna and Ash were washed onto the beach.
Makenna crawled out of the ocean, out of breath, and coughed.
Beside her came a voice. "Makenna!"
Makenna looked up, and her mouth dropped open when she saw Silvey and Raeven hurrying toward her. Yay, she didn't have to find her way back to the cyan pool after all!
"Silvey and Raeven!" Makenna yelled.
Raeven brought his claw to his muzzle. "Shh!" He and Silvey gestured at a log. They crept to it, and Makenna followed.
She, Raeven, and Silvey peered over the log at the beach. It was no longer unoccupied. Alice and her family had dropped anchor. Beach chairs were set up, and tropical music played from a boom box on their boat. A few family members waded into the water and tossed a beach ball back and forth. Alice's father and two of her uncles pulled beer bottles out of a cooler and drank. One of the uncles even carelessly threw a candy wrapper onto the sand.
Alice picked up a bucket and stood from her seat. She sauntered away from her family and picked up seashells.
"Alice, be careful," her mother called from her own beach chair. "Don't go into the jungle. There could be terrible creatures in it."
"Don't worry, Mum!" Alice called back. "I have this all under control!" She leaned down and picked up a pretty, pink-and-blue shell. "Ooh." Setting it in her bucket, she looked up, and her eyes landed on the log Makenna, Silvey, and Raeven peered up from.
Noticing her, they quickly hid again.
Alice narrowed her eyes and watched the log carefully.
Makenna's heart beat like a rabbit's foot in her chest. She sure hoped that the human didn't see her. She, Silvey, and Raeven crawled to Ash, who rested semiconscious on his back in the sand.
Makenna brought her hand to her lips and said, "Ash! Oh, he looks awful!" in a dreamy voice. Her entire face turned red.
"Worse than usual!" Raeven admitted.
Right after he said that, Makenna glared and smacked him on the head. "I meant it in a good way!"
"Ow." Raeven groaned and rubbed his scalp.
Makenna grasped Ash's shoulders and helped him sit. "Oh, Ash. Why did you leave camp? I thought Harmony was looking after you."
"She fell asleep," Ash shakily answered. "I couldn't leave a bonnie girl like you alone. I want to help you find Tracey and get rid of these humans."
"Okay, first of all, what exactly does 'bonnie' mean?" Makenna spoke. "It better not be anything offensive!"
Raeven tapped her shoulder and said, "'Bonnie,' Miss Delling is Scottish slang for 'beautiful.'"
"Be-Beautiful?" asked Makenna. "Really?" She blushed again. "Oh, well, thank you, Ash. Ash?" Ash had slipped into unconsciousness again. "Ash!" Makenna yelled. She shook him. "Wake up! Wake up, please!"
"Shh!" Raeven shouted. "Makenna, do you have the Crusha Fruit? He'll stop slipping in and out of consciousness if you give it to him."
The magical beings were unaware, but behind them, Alice peeped up from the other side of the log. Eyes widening, her jaw dropped to the sand.
Makenna lay Ash back down and felt herself up and down for the Crusha Fruit, but she didn't feel anything. The Crusha Fruit was gone.
Makenna immediately started to panic. "No! I swear I just had it! The wave must've ripped it out of my hand!"
"You lost the Crusha Fruit?" Raeven asked.
Uh-oh, Silvey said to herself.
For the first time, Raeven sounded mad. "Makenna! How could you? If Ash doesn't eat that Crusha Fruit soon, then he's going to have to go to the hospital! He's slipping in and out of consciousness! That's not good!"
"I know, but I had it!" Makenna yelled in a choked voice. "I know I did! What is wrong with me? How did I hurt him so badly?" She started to pull out her hair.
Raeven finally decided to confess. "Miss Delling, last night, the Octopus Man pulled you under his spell. When Ash tried to drag you out of the ocean, you hit him in the head with one of your new powers and threw him into the water. When he landed, he injured his head again."
Makenna's entire face turned blue. "Ugh, I really am a monster! Now, thanks to me, Ash will probably have to go to the hospital." Tears ran down her cheeks, and she buried her head in her hands.
Silvey comfortably rubbed her leg with her cheek.
***
Even though Ash was unconscious, he heard a young female voice in his mind, also with a Scottish accent. "Wake up, Ash. You're going to be okay. Remember when we were small, and you fell down that steep hill in the Highlands? You woke up. You can do the same here. Please, Ash."
Ash recognized the voice and softly spoke, "Breena. Breena, I hear ya."
Hearing him, Makenna gasped and lifted her face off her arms. "Ash!" She, Silvey, and Raeven curiously peered down at him. "Breena?" Makenna added. "Who's Breena?"
Still not totally awake, Ash talked in his sleep. "My sister is calling me. Breena, please stay."
"Don't worry, little brother," spoke the voice in his mind. "I am always with you. That's what siblings are for. I'm here in spirit."
A flashback played in Ash's mind. Relaxing, yet sad, but familiar bagpipe music played in the background. Ash saw a cluster of tall mountains. Over the peak of one mountain flew two figures of fairy children: a girl and a boy. They landed on the peak and started to play.
The female child hid behind a tree, and a smile crept across her face.
The other child found her and tapped her arm.
The two fairies tackled one another and laughed as they rolled down a hill with a meadow in it.
Grazing in the meadow was a herd of red, cow-like creatures. While they ate the grass, they watched the fairies.
When they stopped rolling, they hugged and observed the sunset on the mountain.
Back on Coutarine Island, Ash cracked a feeble smile. He blinked and slowly opened his eyes. They rolled everywhere to check his surroundings. His eyes met Makenna's, and he said, "Hey, Makenna." His voice was feeble, but for once, he wasn't talking in a slurred voice. He closed his eyes again and yawned.
Makenna chuckled when she saw his yawn. "Aw, look at that." She pulled hair out of Ash's face, finding where she hit him: his left temple. It had a pretty nasty bruise.
Makenna was getting ready to get up and search the ocean for the Crusha Fruit when she suddenly heard, "Who are you?" behind her.
Makenna jumped out of her skin and whirled around.
Silvey dove behind the branches and leaves of another hanging palm tree.
Where Makenna, Ash, and Raeven were, Alice stood before Makenna. "What are you doing here?" she asked. "Is this island your home?"
Makenna didn't know how to answer that, so she just lied, "Yes, it is. This island is where I belong. What are you doing here?"
"My family wanted to spend a few days at sea," Alice answered. "We stumbled upon this island while boating yesterday. How is it possible that an island this beautiful is just outside Charleston?"
Makenna shrugged. "Two worlds are colliding."
"Maybe," said Alice, examining her up and down. "I don't know what it is, but something about you intrigues me."
As the two conversed, Ash sat and rubbed his head. He shook it as an attempt to stay awake.
His sister's voice echoed in his brain again. "You're okay, Ash. Let your head heal. Take it easy. Don't be scared of any obstacle in your way."
Alice's eyes landed on Ash, and she said, "Oh!" Pushing Makenna aside, she fell to her knees beside him. "Who might you be, handsome?" Her face turned as red as a red pepper. Alice grabbed Ash's hands and shook them. "My name is Alice, and if you're single, then I'd make the perfect girlfriend. We can walk down this beach hand in hand."
Ash stared at her, but then his eyes began to droop again.
"Is something wrong?" Alice questioned.
There was a whoosh of air beside her, and Makenna grabbed Ash's right arm, beginning to pull. "Leave him alone! He's my friend!"
Alice clutched Ash's other arm and pulled. "I know, but he's obviously hurt! Let my father look at him!" She closed her eyes and smiled at Ash. "No offense, handsome, but you look Scottish. I love the Scottish people, so obviously we are meant for each other."
Makenna pulled Ash toward her. "Yeah, but I met him first!"
Alice tugged Ash's left arm. "First is the worst!" She and Makenna tugged on Ash's arms simultaneously with the same force.
He clenched his teeth and yelled, "Stop! You're going to break my arms!" His shoulder blades popped. Right then, he ripped his arms free and tried to stand. Ash didn't get far, though, because the sun blinded him again, and he was forced to sit back down. He fought the pain, though.
Standing, Ash held his hand up to the bright sunlight and closed one eye. A sudden blast of wind blew his long sideburns. The black clouds on the horizon were quickly moving in. Overhead, the sun ducked behind a cloud, and shade overtook the tropical beach. Without the sunlight, Ash's headache calmed a bit.
He opened his other eye, and both of them finally landed on the black clouds. "Um, girls, I don't like the looks of those clouds. I think it's going to turn into a dreich day very soon."
A question mark appeared over Makenna's head. "Dreich day? What the heck does 'dreich' mean, Ash?"
Raeven nudged her again. 'Dreich' is a Scottish word that references cold, damp, or miserable weather."
"Miserable weather?" questioned Makenna. She turned her head, and her own eyes landed on the dark clouds. "Oh no!"
The wind picked up. Palm trees waved, and the coral reef turned rougher.
"Ah!" Raeven shouted, reaching for his head. "A storm! It's a storm! We're all gonna die!"
Ash clutched his head with one hand and announced, "Haud yer wheesnt!" at Raeven. "We have to find shelter! A tropical storm is coming!"
"Haud yer what?" Makenna shouted over the wind. Suddenly, all three teenagers and Raeven heard something over the wind. It sounded like a yell.
Makenna immediately became nervous. "Wha-What's that?" She, Ash, Alice, and Raeven all peered in the direction of the yelling. It came from behind the log that faced Alice's family's tropical getaway. They again heard the yell.
"Girls, get behind me!" Ash said.
They immediately obeyed. Makenna grabbed Raeven, and she and Alice hid behind Ash's shield.
He pushed them back a few feet and added, "Stand back!"
Makenna, Raeven, and Alice watched as he grabbed the hilt of Crusader and drew it. With his other hand, he removed the shield from his back. Ash slashed midair with his sword and held it and his shield before him.
Alice's eyes widened. She and Makenna crept up on his back again.
"All right!" Ash called in the direction of the log. "Show yourself! Whit's fur ye'll no past ye!"
"What?" Makenna asked.
Raeven explained, "'Whit's fur ye'll no past ye' means 'Whatever is meant to happen to you, will happen to you,' Miss Delling. Trust me. I flew to Scotland once and took two years of Scottish slang at Scotland's School for Bats."
"Scotland's School for Bats?" asked Makenna. "Is there such a place?"
Ash peered over his shoulder and held his finger to his lips. "Shh!"
Alice snorted and hid behind her palm.
Makenna glanced at Raeven. "That's right, Raeven! Be quiet!" She clenched her fist and batted his head.
As the storm drew closer, the yelling grew louder until Ash finally tightened his grip on his sword and shouted, "Scotland!" Fighting the pain in his head, he sprinted forward.
Makenna held her hand out to him—"Wait, Ash!"—but Ash didn't listen.
"Yahh!" He lifted his sword over his head. Ash leaped over the log and prepared a jump attack. He landed before two shadowy figures and held the point of Crusader toward them.
At the same time, they yelped and fell backward. Turns out they were only Alice's parents.
Her father held his hands up and cried, "Don't tase me, bro!" at Ash.
"What the—?" Ash glared. "Who are ya? Why have you invaded Coutarine Island?"
"Coutarine Island?" Sweat fountained down Alice's father's face. "What the heck is Coutarine Island?"
"Ash!" a voice shouted behind him. Makenna and Alice joined the crowd by leaping over the log themselves.
"Those are my parents!" screamed Alice, looking petrified.
"Your parents?" Ash inquired. "Oh, my gosh! I'm so sorry! Here, let me help ya up." He started to put up his sword, but it slipped from his glove and landed on the sand. Ignoring it, Ash approached Alice's father and grabbed his arms. He clumsily attempted to pick him up from the ground, but their feet kept getting caught in a pretzel. "Just put your hand on my shoulder and—" Ash ordered, but that was as far as he got.
Alice's father tripped on the Ash's feet and fell onto the sand again.
Ash released him and added, "Whoops." He next turned toward Mable, Alice's mother. "Excuse me, ma'am, are you all right?"
Makenna did a double face palm, as did Raeven. They together shook their heads.
"Yep," Makenna mumbled, "he's definitely better. I don't even think that Crusha Fruit is necessary anymore. That whole trip was a waste of time."
Hearing her, Raeven lowered his paw and grabbed her ear with his claws. "Don't say that, Miss Delling," he bickered through telepathy. "Ash does still need that Crusha Fruit. Just watch. In about a minute or two, he's going to wear himself out and slip into unconsciousness again. You need to get that medicine back as soon as possible."
Makenna's back faced the rough ocean, and she crossed her arms, examining Raeven. "What makes you so sure, Raeven?"
Little did Makenna know that one of the Octopus Man's watery minions had lifted out of the ocean behind her.
"Bring her to me," his booming voice ordered in the water, "We might as well take the second fairy now. Her long-lost cousin is waiting for her."
The minion nodded and stretched her body toward Makenna's back. She opened her hands, preparing to grab her. The pendant of the mysterious necklace she found glowed again.
Ash felt something unsettling in his body. His blue eyes caught the minion sneaking up on Makenna, and he gasped. "Makenna! Watch out! Behind ya!"
"Huh?" Makenna said, while Alice hurried to her mother and father. She turned and screamed when she saw the minion.
Alice helped her parents sit, and they watched the whole thing.
Ash sprinted to Crusader and picked it up. He leaped before Makenna and pointed his sword's tip at the minion. Crusader's blade glowed blue and changed its form from a sword to a very impressive bow. Beside him in midair appeared a blue, sharp, glowing arrow, and he grabbed it. Ash put the arrow in his bow and aimed it at the minion's chest. He waited for the perfect shot.
As soon as the minion appeared before him, Ash released the arrow, and it stabbed her heart.
The minion screeched in pain. She screeched so loud that Alice, her parents, and Makenna covered their ears.
Water drained out of the siren's eye sockets like blood, and her head fell back. Within seconds, she exploded, and her watery remains flew toward Ash, but he protected himself with his shield. A flash of lightning lit up the dark sky, and just like that, the minion was gone.
Makenna, Alice, and her parents removed their hands from their ears, and all of them stared at Ash.
Alice and her parents froze. They were so still—it was as if they had been turned to stone.
On Makenna's shoulder, Raeven chomped on his claws and hid behind his wings. A few seconds later, he peered out with one eye. On the log beside him, Makenna, Alice, and her parents, Silvey popped up behind it and curiously watched the aftermath of Ash's save.
"W-Wow," Makenna stuttered after a bit. "A-Ash, that was incredible! Thank you! You saved my life!"
Just as Raeven had predicted, though, that last attack totally wiped out Ash.
He coughed a little and took deep breaths. Crusader changed back into a sword, and he leaned against it. His legs jiggled beneath him, but he tried his best to stay standing.
Searing pain engulfed Ash's head. He stumbled back a few feet, but was forced to lean against his sword again. Not even a minute later, he closed his eyes and collapsed onto his front. Crusader fell and rolled a few feet away from him.
"Ash!" Makenna shouted. Her face turned white. "Ash, no!"
"I told you," said Raeven.
Makenna ignored him. She sprinted to Ash and kneeled to him. "Ash! Please wake up! Please stop slipping in and out of consciousness! It makes me feel like I really hurt your brain!"
Raeven explained, "He needs that Crusha Fruit before it's too late."
"I'll get it," said Makenna. "I don't want him to go to the hospital. I need him to lead me to the Wizard Fairy Tracey and I were supposed to seek out."
Raeven's eyes widened. "Now? But there's a freaking tropical storm coming!"
"I don't care! All I care about is Ash getting better! I'll be fine, Raeven. I promise." Makenna looked up from Ash's motionless body and turned her head toward Alice and her parents, who still sat frozen. "Don't just sit there! Get Ash and yourselves to shelter! He has a concussion and needs help!"
The three family members snapped out of their trance when they heard her voice.
"A concussion?" Alice's father frightfully asked.
Makenna nodded. "Please." Tears ran down her cheeks. "Don't look at him the wrong way. He had no idea who you guys were, and he was only trying to protect me from that siren. Ash is a very kind boy. He doesn't deserve to go through this."
"But where are you going to go if we take him?" asked Alice.
Makenna took a deep breath and calmly spoke, "The ocean."
"The ocean?" Alice shouted. "Why? There's a tropical storm coming!"
"I know," said Makenna, "but in the reef surrounding this island is a special berry that helps cure trauma and concussion victims. If Ash eats it, he will avoid going to the hospital. Please. Just take care of him."
Alice and her parents saw the desperation in her eyes and nodded. "We'll do what we can."
Just hearing they gave in made Makenna smile. "Thank you."
"No problem," spoke Mable. She, her husband, and Alice stood on their wobbly legs and took Ash off her hands.
Alice was still worried about Makenna's safety, though. "How will you be able to find us again, though, when you come back?"
Makenna didn't give herself away. "I'll know, trust me."
Alice sighed. "All right. Just be careful. Please."
"I will. I suggest that y'all take Ash and the rest of your family to a cave or something. I'm sure there are plenty on this island. Oh, and also..." Makenna reached up and took Raeven off her shoulder. "Do you think you can take this little guy, too?"
"The bat?" questioned Alice's father.
"Yes, sir. Raeven has no business in a storm like this. Finding the Crusha Fruit is my mission because I was the one who hurt Ash. Take Raeven with you. He'll be safer."
Raeven turned his head and peered into Makenna's eyes. "Makenna."
"Take Raeven," Makenna repeated. "Please."
For a bit, none of the family members moved, but then Alice approached the Megabat and took him out of Makenna's arms.
"This really means a lot," Makenna said. "Be careful with your food with Raeven. He has quite an appetite. Also, one more thing."
Alice and her parents listened.
"If, by any chance, you run into a ninja-style boy with black hair while you're searching for shelter," Makenna requested, "can you take him to the shelter with you? He's about Ash's age."
Mable scratched her head and repeated what she said. "A ninja-style boy with black hair. All right. We will, young lady. Alice already said, but you be careful."
Makenna rubbed her eyes and watched as Alice's father and mother picked up Ash's arms and put them over each of their shoulders.
Alice hugged Raeven to her own shoulder and followed them.
He frightfully stared at Makenna.
She lifted her hand and waved.
Raeven waved back, and Makenna heard him say in her head, "You've become courageous, Makenna. We don't want to lose you, though."
"You won't," Makenna said back. "I'll make you proud."
"You already have," Raeven admitted. "Now go, little fairy! Find the Crusha Fruit and become a Merfairy!" He, Alice, and her parents disappeared down the beach, leaving Makenna alone with Silvey.
Beyond the island's reef in the ocean loomed the Octopus Man. He looked into a watery mirror that showed Makenna alone and the three family members taking off with Ash and Raeven.
"Argh!" Poseidon screamed. With one hand, he grabbed his neck and stabbed the mirror with his trident in the other hand. It shattered, and he banged the ocean floor.
Terrified fish scattered and left him alone.
Another one of his watery minions appeared beside him, and she told Poseidon through telepathy, "Whoa—easy, Master. Don't lose your head. At least you've still got one fairy."
"You're right," Poseidon spoke, "I've got one fairy. I'm calm, I'm calm." He took a deep breath and pulled his trident out of the ocean floor. "But no matter how hard I try, someone always saves the Metamorphic Fairy! First, it was Merlin's apprentice, and now it's a freaking Wizard Fairy! That's even worse than an Apprentice Fairy! It looks like I'm going to have to destroy the Scottish Fairy myself. When I do, the path to the Metamorphic Fairy will open."
"What are you going to do?" questioned the minion.
Poseidon chuckled evilly. "Oh, trust me. I have something very cruel planned." Lifting two of his Kraken-like arms, he wrapped them around his trident, and his minion gulped.
***
Above the waves, the tropical storm hit Coutarine Island. The wind whistled, and rain hammered Makenna. Silvey hopped over the log and worked her way toward her.
Makenna stopped before the reef and told herself, "I've got to do this. Without the Crusha Fruit, Ash is only going to get worse." Sand blew in her face, and the wind pushed her back a few feet. Makenna was starting to doubt whether this was a tropical storm. If it was, then it was just under hurricane status. The wind blew at least seventy-two mph, and the sky turned black around Makenna.
She clenched her teeth and headed toward the ocean again. She could stay underwater for an hour now, so she wasn't worried about drowning. If only she could make it into the sea. When she did, then she would start her search for the Crusha Fruit again.
Behind Makenna came barking, and she gasped. "Silvey!" Makenna pinned her hat down and turned her head.
Silvey, who panted, finally made it to her, and her feelers blew.
"What are you doing here?" Makenna yelled. "It's not safe! You need to find shelter, Silvey!"
Silvey shook her head and wrapped her feelers around Makenna's leg.
She tried to push her away. "Please, save yourself. This is my mission, and my mission alone!"
Silvey glanced over Makenna's shoulder and barked.
"What's wrong with you now?" she shouted. "Silvey, I told you! This is my mission!"
Silvey continued to bark. She seemed frightened.
Finally turning around, Makenna yelled when she saw another enormous wave hovering over her and the fairy dog. "Oh no! Brace yourselves!"
Makenna grabbed her friend and hugged her to her chest. The wave slammed her and Silvey and jerked them out to sea!
The rain fell like ice pellets.
Makenna hurried to the surface and called for Silvey. "Silvey!" Makenna heard her and turned her head.
Silvey swam toward her from about seventy-five feet away and barked.
Makenna swam out to meet her, but another wave pulled them under again. Makenna spun in the reef and drew closer to the line. She swam to struggling Silvey and grabbed her. Makenna pulled her to the surface and dragged her toward a rock. Before she reached it, a third wave crashed into her and Silvey. Now, they were right on the line.
The wave threw Makenna to the bottom of the reef. She opened her eyes underwater, and they landed on a bright, green light further back—the Crusha Fruit! Makenna immediately knew the light was what she needed. She headed toward it, but the crashing waves and strong current pulled her away. Makenna clenched her fist and hurried to the surface, coughing.
"No!" she shouted. "I have to get that Crusha Fruit!"
A flash of lightning lit up the black sky, followed by an enormous thunderclap. Makenna screamed, "Silvey!" but Silvey didn't answer her that time. "Silvey!" Makenna repeated. Again, no answer. Was Silvey all right?
Makenna floated in the rough ocean, searching for her.
Underwater, blue and pink sparkles appeared and headed toward her legs. Sparkly, light pink eye shadow appeared over Makenna's eyelids, but she was unaware. Her fingernails turned a darker shade of blue, and she free-styled toward where she saw the Crusha Fruit, calling for Silvey the entire time.