The Secret Voice

The Shipwreck

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(Y/N)'s P.O.V

Bruni croaks as he walks along the rocks besides me, smiling up at me every so often before scurrying off.

"Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah!" Elson softly sings, making me smile at his melody.

"AH-WOO-AH-OOO!!!" Olaf suddenly shrieks, making Anna and me gasp and Bruni light up, alarmed.

Anna exhales, setting a hand on her heart and chuckling as I snicker, rushing to Elson's side.He smiles at me, taking my hand and cupping his mouth with the other.

"Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah!" Elson calls, sighing, which meant he didn't receive an answer.

Bruni pads along besides me, leaping rock to rock.

"oOO-AAH-WOOAHHH!!" Olaf shrieks again, startling Bruni and making him flee as I flinch, Elson chuckling.

"Hey, Olaf! Maybe just one of you should do it?" Anna suggests, her voice holding mild annoyance.

"I agree," he replies, making Elson and me sigh in relief. "... He's a little pitchy."

Elson's eye twitches as I snicker, placing a hand on my mouth as he playfully glares at me. He leans closer and kisses my cheek, making me smile as he squeezes my hand.

We both gasp as Anna was lightly pushed, a small chitter cooing as leaves float around us.

"Hey! Gale's back!" Olaf smiles as Gale twirls around him.

Gale rushes around us, forming around my hand and tugging me a different direction. Elson gasps, quickly following me as Gale gently pulls me along.

It lets me go, Anna panting lightly as she rushes to my side with Elson, and Gale flutters forward and wraps around the top part of a ship before disappearing.

"That flag..." I gasp, Elson narrowing his eyes as he takes my hand, tugging me with him as he rushes ahead.

"It can't be...!" He mumbles, Anna and Olaf following us.

My eyes widen in horror as my hand moves to my mouth, Anna and Elson both gasping. She sets a hand on my shoulder, Elson's hand in my own trembling lightly.

"How can it be?" Anna breathes out, her voice shaking.

"What is it?" Olaf questions, tilting his head.

"It's... It's..." I stammer, gasping and squeezing Elson's hand tightly.

"Our parents' ship," Anna replies, her voice breaking.

"But... This isn't the Southern Sea," Olaf mumbles in confusion, looking around.

"No... It isn't," I agree, letting go of Elson's hand and racing down the small hill.

I can hear him gasp before rushing after me, Anna and Olaf no doubt doing the same. My pace comes to a stop at the large hole in the bottom of the ship, making me whimper as I gently touch the wood.

Anna rushes inside, Elson waiting for me. I quickly take his hand, gasping lightly and looking around at the damage.

"Why is their ship here?" Elson's voice comes out weak as he looks around, taking my hand and pulling me along. "How is it here?"

"There's no way it could have come all the way from the Southern Sea," I breathe out, watching Anna push some containers.

"You're right," she replies, shaking her head. "It must have been washed in... From the Dark Sea."

"What were they doing in the Dark Sea?" Elson demands, looking down at a broken mirror.

"I don't know..." I softly reply as I shake my head, feeling a cold sense of sadness as I slowly look around the ship.