May would approach Cali's body, Bob leaning on her for support, well, they were barely standing, leaning on each other.

And so, they'd crumble under their own weight, falling in front of her, no longer able to muster any strength.

They felt it, that unyielding sensation in their chests, it was their fault, if they had been useful, to any degree, she would have been fine. So, after all that work they had done to keep from crying, they couldn't help but to.

They felt even worse thinking that they'd have to leave her there, seeing as the both of them were not enough to carry her. After all she had done to keep them alive, they couldn't even give her a proper burial.

They were truly pathetic.

"…You guys… like my tits that much…?" She spoke, Cali spoke.

"…Caliandra…?" Bob almost pulled away, sure he was hallucinating.

"…Yeah… that's me…?" She would manage to tilt her head a little, yet she never changed her expression, or maybe, she couldn't.

From their perspective, she had died, from hers, well, who knows what she saw. It didn't matter though, as May would attempt to hide Cali's nakedness.

As she crawled closer though, she'd encounter resistance, nothing major, just a pool of blood spreading from the woman. She'd be compelled to do something, but really, what could she do.

Cali was staring off into nowhere, and even if she did blink, her eyes were blank. The girl would try and stop herself from reaching dehydration, biting her lips and squinting her eyes as she reached out in front of the woman.

She'd wave, over, and over again, but it was clear as day, she couldn't see them anymore. May would try to ignore what she had discovered as she helped the woman, but as she touched her, she pulled away.

Cali was cold, way too cold, but, yet again, May just had to ignore that fact and help the woman.

It didn't help that she was covered in blood either, because as much as May wanted to ignore what was right in front of her, it got on her hands.

The small girl shook with the realization that she couldn't just ignore the woman's condition, and even if she couldn't do anything to help her, she'd at least apologies.

"Ca—" She wouldn't be given a chance though.

"The ocean, it should be coming into view now, right? I can hear it…" Cali had her own interests.

She was right too, the small box would be illuminated by the erratic rays of light that escaped the ocean and pierced the glass that surrounded them.

They'd all look at it, all except Cali of course. It was what they needed, watching the water bend, twist and catch the light made them forget their troubles for a moment as they stared off into the ocean.

It was a dangerous world, but it was just as beautiful. A school of millions would pass them by, and for a moment, they found it within themselves to smile at the view.

May would remember her blunder, but looking back at Cali, she smiled. It was obvious that she meant no harm by it, but with her teeth stained red, and her eyes wandering aimlessly, it only made May feel worse about it all.

She, the one that hid while everyone put their lives on the line for her, how could she be smiling, how could she be happy. Then to cry, as if she was the one that was hurt, who did she really think she was. Those were her thoughts, but like clockwork, Cali was there, making it better, or worse, who knows.

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"It's… not your fault… I knew what I was doing… come on… don't cry…" The woman would have given her a hug too, but her hands were broken and she was covered in blood.

"I know, but… if—" May could not help but to cry, again, making her feel even worse.

"If what? If you had died… what would I do…? What would I say to him…? Stop beating yourself up… if you want to make me feel better… thank me for busting my ass to save you… now that… that would make me feel better…haha…" She'd chuckle, even if it made her bones hurt more.

"…Thank you…" The girl would wipe her tears, seeing as there was no use for them.

"You're welcome…" A bit of warmth would fill Cali, though it wasn't literal.

The ocean would fade once more as they arrived at the lowest point of the base, though, that was only temporary.

The doors slid open, and though a hall was before them again, that one was lit with blue tinted light, half of it, crystal clear glass.

They wondered what would be at the end of that one, and so, they froze for a bit, but not all of them did. The sound of chaffing metal echoed throughout the place, and while Bob and May's hearts dropped as they spun to look at the cause, it was only Cali, standing up. She had managed it, somehow, though she was leant up on the wall.

"What are we waiting for… let's go… we don't have all day you know…?" The woman made her way out of the elevator, leaning against the metal sides of the hall, a trail of blood following her.

They would say nothing; only follow her. As they went to leave though, the past would pay them a visit.

A choir of voices echoed throughout the elevator shaft, and it was getting closer by the second. It was not much longer until it stopped, and then, looking back at the box, a large twisted hand descended to the floor.

The box would creak as the monster lowered itself, its grotesque head coming into view. Its eyes shot around the room, not that they needed to do much looking, seeing as there were fourteen of them, well, ten after what Cali had done to it.

Speaking of what Cali had done to it, they were looking into the thing's skull, the gash she created was so big.

It was strange though, the thing refused to leave the shaft for the first few seconds, as for where all of its eyes were focused, Cali.

It didn't take long to realize her condition though, and it seemed to gain unwarranted confidence, as the moment it pushed out its head, just a tad bit, Cali disappeared.

The sound of tearing metal then rung, before, as the two spectators blinked, Cali was descending on to the thing.

It would be not a second later until the entire place shook as the woman crushed the thing's head under her heel, its limp body falling into the box, cramped.

The two she left behind would blink a couple of times to ensure they were seeing correctly, and looking at the wall where they expected to find her, there was only blood and holes in the wall that went up to the ceiling and over to where she stood.

It seemed she wasn't quite as content with the outcome of her last bout as she had let on, and as the thing flinched, an indication life, that hypothesis would be proven.

She removed her leg from the thing's fractured skull, and hoisting it higher, the compression of pistons sung before she dropped her leg like a guillotine, shaking the place once more, and sending fractures throughout the glass walls.

It was obvious, that even in her condition, she was no damsel in distress. She was hurt though, and after her explosive display of power, she stumbled backwards before May and Bob ran to her rescue.

They'd help her, and by pushing her back up, she didn't fall. They didn't even seem to mind the blood, and they couldn't have, it was their doing.

As for what else was strange, May had ran to her rescue, ran. She would realize what had happened, and looking down, her ankle was fine, her ankle that was broken only an hour before, was fine.

She would stand there, not knowing what to think, and looking at the body snatcher's corpse in the elevator, she wondered, if she was still, 'her'.

She also wondered, what would the other two think, what would they do. Her heart was damn near in her mouth as her breath quickened to unhealthy degrees. So, despite the fact that she didn't want to bring attention to herself, she had done just that.

They'd hear the girl with labored and bated breaths, and as Bob looked at her, she began to do the only thing she knew how to, cry, but the tears never came.

She'd fall over herself, taking a tight grip of her aching chest, confusion making her feel the place collapse on top of her.

"W-what's wrong…?" Bob stooped, but as he reached for her, out of fear of herself, she slapped his hand away. "M-May…?"

"I—" A sharp and abrupt breath cut her sentence. "… my leg…" Her lungs worked against her. "…my leg!" Her tears still didn't come.

"I-it's okay… it's… okay… b-breathe…" Bob slowly reached for her, and resting a hand on her shoulder, she brought her lungs to heel. "I-I think I know wh-what's going on… i-its fine… you're fine…" He took a deep breath himself. "Where to s-start…"

Bob was a genius, so perhaps his assessment would be right, but what about August and the rest, why not pay them a visit, and why not go back to the beginning.

The waves billow over the shores as he stands face to face with a monster so far beyond the natural world, the fact that it came from fiction made all the more sense.

So, what will he do? Fight it of course.