high_seas | The Day o' Davy Jones

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The Day o' Davy Jones

August 31st - September 7th
Isla Empieza

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The time has come. The way to Empieza is open. The mists still swirl around and the low, greenish cloud hangs heavy over the island, flickering with green lightning. But now there is a way to get in and a place to weigh anchor. The Navs seem to have stopped functioning, though. Pity.

In any case, there is a path to the central plaza of Empieza, bordered on either side by mist that feels caustic to the touch and seems almost ready to break free. From either side and within the mist are screams that linger as they fade, rattling growls, and other sounds that could induce nightmares in even the bravest of souls.

And somewhere in the mist lies Davy Jones, the rest of the shards, and a battle that will decide the outcome of this world...and yourselves.

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     Lyrik had been about to shout at Celestia to wait before the other figure cast some sort of spell. The young dragon yelped, staring a moment before he looked at catlike being.

     "What is your problem?!" he sputtered. Was this guy one of Davy Jones' minions?

     Since Zoro was addressing the guy, Lyrik turned his attention back towards the water, moving his hand. The water leaped up and gathered into a sphere to contain the black flames, and the boy flung it away from them, watching the hot water run off the walls.

Thank you, Lyrik! Celestia's bright form vanished into the water with a flick of her iridescent tail. Leaving friends behind to fight battles for her was not something she liked at all, but... well, in Zoro's case at least, she didn't doubt he'd prefer such a battle to coming for the crystal with him

Seeing that Celestia had gone ahead, Lyrik looked back to the other two before nodding. He knew Zoro could cover things. Hopefully there wasn't anything underwater like the last time, but the dragon wasn't about to leave a girl alone!

"Please try not to kill him, Zoro!" he said before turning to dive into the water after the winged pony, swimming quickly to catch up. It was so dark and it made him wish he had one of the Light Dragon's light orbs, but at least he could follow Celestia and that red glow, eerie as it was.

The Princess surged out of the water on the far end of the swim, gasping for breath as she stuck her head back into the air once again. Dripping and sodden, her wings plastered to her body and her mane and tail dragging, bedraggled, on the floor, she was as far from a picture of royalty as could be.

Unsteady on her hooves from a lack of air, she stumbled forward, he gaze fixed on the heart that pulsed before her. The very air hung thick with inimical power, pressing against her like it wanted to consume her. Maybe it did. The shards could corrupt and be corrupted.

Perhaps they could also be purified.

Celestia parted her lips, seeking for her voice, but for a moment it failed her. But she was a Princess, an alicorn... a Straw Hat, and there were people relying on her.

Softly, against the darkness, she began to sing.

Sometimes I lose the spark...
Living in the dark...
How I wish my song could be a sign.

The tip of her horn began to glow with sunlight as she found her center and her strength. Lifting her head, the alicorn put more strength into her words.

Sing it like a bird.
Sunlight in my words.
Learn to sing the golden sun to shine.

Shine on, shine on me.
Shine on, shine on me.

     Lyrik was more impressed that something so gangly can swim so quickly. If he'd known that she hadn't the ability to use magic to help her swim, he would have lent her his power. It wasn't obvious to him that she'd been holding her breath until he came up after her, seeing her gasping.

     "Uwah, you must have amazing lungs, Celestia..!" he couldn't help but sputter.

     She certainly had a one track mind though, already focusing on the source of that eerie red glow. Lyrik was surprised they hadn't even paused to take a look at it, but if this thing was just a gigantic version of the rest that they held- he glanced at the smaller ones he had on him, one still thrumming anxiously- then maybe they worked the same way?

As Celestia sings, the water around them will start to bubble and churn ominously. The pulsing red light seems to flicker for a moment, and the thumping sound stutters along with it before it picks up again in tempo, growing louder as the song continues.

The shard inside the heart starts to glow, matching Celestia's horn, and it almost seems to be vibrating from within its place in Davy Jones heart. Waves crash against the small bit of rocky ground they're standing on and as the crescendo in Celestia's song reaches its climax, the shard rips free of the heart, zooming toward the pair before slamming to a halt in midair and hovering innocently in front of them, pulsing gently—

And then the water in the cave explodes around them.

The heart left behind shudders angrily as a screeching sound bursts from it, then it crumples in on itself, shriveling and turning black, eventually crumbling until there's nothing but dust left.

Around them, the sea will quickly rise as the cave fills up. The walls rumble and shake, and the path back up to the forest quickly becomes blocked as the ceiling starts to rain debris.

You have two options...

Either you drown.

Or you escape the cave through the gaping mouth that leads to the open sea.

Better hurry up.

Above them, the battle with Davy Jones rages on -- but, for a moment, Jones will lurch forward and collapse as though someone dealt him a particularly heavy blow. It's not his attackers, though, but rather a keenly felt sense of something very wrong happening. A cold feeling of dread that lances his chest, settling in the empty spot where his heart should have been. The heart that no longer exists... That has been destroyed by the very outsiders that he himself called upon to aid him in returning it to his rightful place through the blasted Piedra Roja.

Lucky for him, at least, that Cat provided him with this body to work with. This vessel that seems yet unwilling to give up.

Will an almighty bellow, he'll charge back into the fight, but it's different now. More will be able to land a hit, and the damage will be felt. Davy Jones is weakened, and now is the time to finish what's been started.

But, as with all injured things, he will lash out more viciously now. Dangerously. And he will be desperate to get his hands on the one thing that will finally, finally still be able to restore him and make him whole.

"Lyrik, hop on!" Seizing the shard with her magic, Celestia spread her wings in a shower of water. A rainbow formed around her in the mist, the light of her magic refracted. The music still thrummed in the air around them as she turned to the great cave opening.

Throwing his hands over his ears at the horrible sound the heart emits, Lyrik watched as Celestia was able to grab the shard from its place. He gulped as the water began to surge behind them, seeping about his feet.

He didn't put up much of an argument at the pony's order, running over to leap onto her back. "I'll take care of the water!" he told her, the air shimmering about them as the water would be kept away from them even once it filled the cavern.

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