What Themistocles was doing there was quite obvious: helping the two girls to get ready for the worse. Both of them did not seem to be happy with his assistance. Felling intimidated by the anger of the girls, the young sailor was about to explain to them that Orion had ordered him to come in their aide when their cabin flooded completely, as the sea water came through the porthole. The girls took some action and feeling like a fish out of pond, he insisted.<br/><br/><strong>"No, don't try. It is a waste of time..."</strong>, Themistocles shouted the warning in vain as both females tried to seal the cabin. He approached to grabbed both girls' shoulders and dissuade them, when they were almost celebrating the small victory over the nature. Touching both females linked to Themistocles was a bold move indeed.<strong>"Let's get out of here"</strong>, he said in vain. As both were ignoring him, he decided to go out and help Orion. Maybe Eirene was right and Themistocles should be helping the captain in the storm.<br/><br/>The sailor master was no longer holding the helm, but struggling against the strong winds, trying to keep the sails in one piece, rather than steady - if they survived that storm, the sails would play a major role in taking them anywhere. Around the middle of the mast, Orion was making a huge effort to save the sails - two other sailors were in the floor, holding ropes. Suddenly, a wave washed the deck and one of the sailors was swallowed by the sea.<br/><br/>Themistocles, who was not very far from there, rushed to help the other sailor on the ship floor. There was some blood in the rope, showing that the other sailor had put all the effort to help Orion. Indeed, it was hard to keep a grip on the wet rope and Themistocles began to moan as he continued with his efforts to keep the rope steady and facilitate Orion's job. Something caught his attention though: Eirene was coming out of the cabin and walking towards them. She struggled to stay on her feet at the cost of ignoring the waves - this is why Themistocles warned her again.<br/><br/><strong>"Stay away from the balustrade"</strong>, Themistocles shouted at Eirene.<br/><br/>The warning came too late. The young sailor could see Eirene's crystal eyes, somehow looking for his without success. Another wave washed the deck once more and sent her into the wild sea. Without thinking, Themistocles let the rope go and after examining where she had been thrown, he jumped into the sea, swimming as strongly as possible towards Eirene. Luckily, the young sailor was a good swimmer and Eirene did not sink.<br/><br/><strong>"Grab my hand"</strong>, Themistocles shouted before a wave covering him. Poseidon had brought Eirene's hand to his. A miracle in the storm. The next wave brought their bodies together.<strong>"Hold me"</strong>, he confidently ordered as he tried to swim back to the ship in vain. The waves were taking him farther into the sea. What seemed to be a betrayal from Poseidon would soon reveal to be a blessing. She did not seem to be drowned, even though she stayed quiet most of the time. Some ten minutes later, both of them were laying on a stone beach in a deserted island.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, Orion was nearly on the top of the mast when he saw Daphne coming out of the cabin. He wanted to shout the same warning made by Themistocles shortly before, but there was no time - by the way, where was Themistocles? And Eirene? It did not matter now. Another wave invaded the deck and Daphne was being swallowed by the sea, as if the Kraken's tentacles had dragged her from his ship into the depths of the ocean.<br/><br/>Orion only reacted. The Gods would be in anger if he did not try to save her: Orion had not taken Daphne from the safety of her family's house to bring her to a certain death. Orion used a small crack in the mast to support his feet and propelled himself away with the force of his abs and legs, flying in the air and diving into the sea not very far from where he had seen Daphne. Fortunately, he stretched his left arm and he felt her hair. His instincts spoke louder and he grabbed her hair, pulling her closer regardless of the pain she could be suffering momentarily. The waves favoured that approach, since her lithe body slammed his. After embracing her, Orion swam swiftly for the surface. There was no time to check whether she was well - all that Orion felt was her heart beating, faster than usual, probably thrilled by the stress of the storm. However, her members seemed to be limp: probably, she had swallowed too much water.<br/><br/>A cracking sound echoed from the ship - it had just hit the stones Orion had been trying to dodge some minutes before. The ship was gone, which made Orion feel sad about his crew. There would be time for mourning later, survival was of paramount importance in that moment. Guided by mental map made shortly before the darkness fell upon them, Orion began to swim as fast as possible towards the closest island. Once more, Poseidon was generous and Orion reached a white sand beach by the time the storm was fading away.<br/><br/>Right after his foot touched the ground, still in the water, Orion grabbed Daphne with his arms and ran out of water, throwing her body on the white sand and straddling upon her body. He could still feel her heart beating, but she was cold and pale. Seating on her belly, Orion began to massage her heart at the same time, he laid his lips on her, sucking the water at the same time he borrowed her all his air. Quite differently from the other kiss, this time Daphne's lips were cold, nearly lifeless. Panick began to take him over as an overwhelming feeling of guilty emerged.<br/><br/><strong>"Please do not leave me Daphne"</strong>, Orion muttered with a nearly crying tone in his voice, not giving up the massage and the life-giving kiss. His eyes reddened and his thoughts were in Zeus, pleading him another chance for the beautiful, young girl. 'She is too young and still a maid', he thought when all of sudden...