Washed Ashore [open]

[dimitar]

It was supposed to be a day full of exhilaration and excitement, but as the time passed, it didn't seem that way. He couldn't remember the name of the town from which the plane left, but it couldn't of been far from where he was. Dimitar had no idea why he let his friends talk him into sky diving, but once he got back to the mainland, they'd get a stern talking to..among other things. There was an usual amount of wind which blew him out towards the ocean and away from the mainland. He didn't know what to do, he couldn't just unhook the parachute, but he couldn't just let the wind use him as his plaything. Eventually, the wind started to die down and so began his descent into the ocean below.

The water was cold as he felt it overcome his body. He floated and moved with the waves of the ocean. Dimitar began swimming in the direction where he thought land would be. He had lost all bearings on direction when he got blown out to sea. He had to stop swimming every so often to look around. It was getting colder the more he swam. The waves carried him further and further in the direction he swam, making it a bit easier on him. However, the longer he swam, the more tired he got and the darker it began to get. Finally, he had to stop swimming. He couldn't go any further, leaving him to float in the ocean. He was getting hungry and tired, not to mention considerably colder. Dimitar couldn't see anything around him anymore, no lights, nothing. It was just him and the waves. Pushing himself to swim further, he was on the verge of passing out. The last thing he remembered before his eyes closed was a massive wave overtaking him.

It was daytime when he was woken up by the surf coming in and out repeatedly. A groan came from him as he pushed himself up slowly. Coughing, Dimitar spit up some water. The taste of saltwater was still in his mouth as he got on his hands and knees in the sand. Slowly, he crawled away from the surf and further up the beach, dragging the parachute behind him. When he got away from the water, he unhooked the parachute and let it fall to the ground. "Where the hell am I?" he said as he stood up, resting his hands on his sides as he looked around. Dimitar didn't recognize where he was at all, but it didn't look like any place he had been before. He coughed a bit more, covering his mouth with a fist as he did. "I need to get into some dry clothes...maybe get something to eat." he said as he looked down at his rumbling stomach. Leaving the parachute on the beach, Dimatar walked further up the beach, not knowing what he'd find.

[Mara Tolmach]

Leviathan chuckled as she watched as another human was dragged beneath the waves by her giant ice serpent. She had halted the search for her brother for now in order to do what she was told, make the people of the island pay, and boy, did they ever. She had done everything from freezing them and smashing the body into pieces to using her ice serpents to strangle and poison them. She had forgotten how creative she can get when she let her envious fury take over when it came to tormenting people especially those who were envious of others who were her primary targets.

'I wonder if Mammon is having as much fun as I am' she thought to herself. After searching for their brother, they decided to part ways for a while so they could do what they were summoned to do. The one thing she did admire about her older brother (though she would never ever admit it, it was just too much fun torturing him through his fear, and him knowing that there was something she liked about him just wouldn't do at all) was his sadism which he took to the extreme. She was about to send out another serpent to search for another sinner when something coming towards her caught her eye.

'Damn, I can't be seen like this' she thought, looking down at her daimon form. She slid behind a large sand dune, and morphed back to her human shape. She decided once the witch had given her this body that the best thing to do with it was create a personality to go with it. It simply wouldn't do for a girl who was supposed to be human to be seething with a rage that was fueled by her sin. As she came from behind the sand dune, she waited for the person to approach, wondering if he'll be as fun as the other people she has tormented so far.