"A barbarian who rules a kingdom of outlaws and exiles," Nim explained.
She shook her head. "Namor's been the ruler of Atlantis since World War II. My mother was his wife, Marrina."
"Yeah, I think I'm not in Kansas anymore, but then Kansas is landlocked and who would want to be away from the ocean."
Cait sighed. "Looks like I'm in another dimension and I have no clue how to get home."
"You say that like it happens a lot," Nim remarked.
She shook her head. "Maybe Vashti or one of the other old people in Atlantis know something that can get you home."
"It happens enough," Cait said. "Enough that it isn't such a shock anymore."
Cait smiled. "Any help getting me home would be greatly appreciated."
"...Okay, you must lead a seriously weird life," Nim said.
She started swimming. "C'mon. Not too far."
"Define normal," Cait said and started swimming after the other woman. She easily kept up.
As they got closer to Atlantis, they would begin to notice more and more fish swimming the other way.
"That's... probably not good..."
"Let me see if I can find out what's going on," Cait said as she reached out with her mind to the fish.
"You can do that too?" Nim asked, using her own ability to communicate with sea life. "Weird."
The minds of the fish were full of confusing impressions, but there was a primal well of fear springing forth from them.
Cait nodded. "By Posideon's beard. Something's really not right here."
Nim poured on the speed. "C'mon. We have to see what this is."
Cait easily kept up with the other woman.
It did not take them long to reach Atlantis. And when they did...
"Oh my God..."
Atlantis was under siege by a gigantic, tentacled creature of some type. An utter, unnatural abomination.
"By Poseidon's beard," Cait said. "This better not be Cthulhu again. Ty's not here to help."
Nim sucked in a sharp breath.
"Then I guess it's just going to be up to us. No idea where my father is if he's not fighting that thing..."
"Can you mentally contact him?" Cait asked. She didn't know all what the Atlanteans of this dimension could do.
"Doesn't work that way," Nim said. She watched for a minute more, seeing what defenses the military was mounting.
It wouldn't be enough. Not against something like that.
"Into the fray, I guess," she said. Maybe sea-born muscles like theirs would be enough.
She dove at the creature like a missile.
Cait used her powers and turned the water around the creature into a gel-like substance.
If the creature even felt the blow, it didn't show it. Nor did it seem to be slowed down in the slightest by Cait's efforts. Even the attacks of the military weren't having much effect.
"Dammit..." Nim said. "We need something bigger..."
Cait let the water return to normal and started the water swirling around the beast. Faster and faster until it was a malestrom of water swirling around the creature.
Nim took a moment to reach out with her own marine telepathy, searching for an old, slow mind. But one that, if she could rouse it, could turn the tide. She had to hope her new ally could hold things back.
Cait kept the waters moving and increased the speed. A very large whirlpool formed around the beast.
The whirlpool slowed the creature, but did not stop it. A heavy thud shook the ocean floor. Nim had done it. She had woken Giganto. Now she just had to control it.
Cait kept the whirlpool going, but she also reached out to the water inside the creature. She tried to slow it down and slow the creature down.
It was slowing it enough. Giganto plodded toward the creature, hammering it with its fists. |