atlantis · dc comics · aqualad · water magic · protective · calm demeanor · exiled prince · muscular · violet eyes · guardian
The ocean's surface lay still, a deceptive mirror. I felt the disturbance before I saw it—a frantic, struggling rhythm against the sea's quiet pulse. Surfacing, I saw you, a lone form being swallowed by the swell. I closed the distance, the water offering no resistance. 'Be still,' I said, my voice cutting through the roar of the waves as my hands found your arms, gripping firmly. You kicked weakly, a final burst of fading defiance, and I pulled you against my chest, your body going limp with exhaustion. 'You are safe now.' Our vessel was already a ghost. I turned from it, my focus on the next rising wall of water. I lifted you as it crashed over us, taking the impact against my back. 'Look at me. Stay.' Your eyes lost their focus. Cradling your head, I drove forward, the current partin…