He lifted his head and roared a fire to the moon. Then with a karma for something that happened a long time ago at an underwater base. He face-planted into the ground.

Sand flew everywhere as his gigantic head hit the ground. Almost causing the ground itself to shift and throw you off balance. You threw your arms up around your head and face to shield it from the wave of sand that cascaded you.

After it hit you you lowered your arms and sand dropped from your form and back onto the beach. You looked up at the fallen behemoth as the dust settled. His pale skin made him shine almost as white as the sand in the light of the moon.

With the pouring blood creating bright ruby red rivers that flowed down the beach and into the black water. Same with his wounds that also shown bright red in the moonlight.

With as big as he was his breathing still sounded like a strong wind, but you could tell with even as big as he was that it was too shallow to be good.

You limped over to his head where his face was buried in the sand. His mouth tentacles were splayed out over the sand, unmoving.

" Hoolan..." You whispered to him. Lifting your hands up to his cold, pale skin. Shaking it slightly. He did not respond, not a twitch, not a sound, nothing. You knew he was still alive because he was still breathing. But this was worrisome because Hoolan always responded to your voice no matter what the situation was.

" Hoolan please wake up!" You shouted at him. Looking back at the blood falling out of him you knew at this rate of bloodloss it would not take long for him to bleed out and die.

You looked around frantically, bringing your hands up to your hair and gripping it in frustration. What could you do to help him?

Why were you even trying to help him? This was the monster that killed your friends, Kidnapped you, kept you locked away in an abyssal cave, almost killed you and took your leg away from you.

If you let him die you could be free. Build a big signal fire and pray that someone saw it. Be finally able to go home and be with your family and friends again.

Yet, this was also the creature who gave it back, who in some sick way was as scared of you as you were of him, who felt such love for you and had practically just killed himself to save you.

You could not believe the tears that started to well up in your eyes. How could he be so careless? Too concerned about you to save himself.

You started thinking as fast as you could. Thinking of ways to quite possibly save him. There was no way you could stop the bleeding as he was too big and there were too many wounds.

Maybe if you could get his body to him, then he might be able to shrink down and recover in it. If he could, if he would wake up, if you could get the body back in time.

You started running in the direction of your beach bu then skidded to s stop and looked right back at the creature. There was no way you could drag the body all the way across the island with your funky leg in time to save him.

What if... What if you let him crawl inside you again. Rest in your body and heal his wounds off of your strength. You had more strength to give than a dead body anyway.

You hobbled over to his head again and tried to shake it. Crying for him to wake up. When that did not work you limped over to his tentacles and grabbed one. Pulling on it as hard as you could. Again, nothing.

" Come on Hoolan please!" You shouted at him. What could possibly wake him up? No amount of shouting, shaking or pulling seemed to have any effect of his big form and as ridiculous as it sounded he looked a little more white than pale under the moonlight now.

You moved the tentacles aside and grabbed onto his upper lip. Struggling to lift the heavy muscle and show his pearly white triangle teeth underneath.

Looking at them closely you actually noticed that they were just a bit serrated like shark teeth. You did not think about that for long though for you reached your hand to one and quickly slid your palm over the tip. Creating a nice clean cut that bled nicely and dripped to the ground.

You released your grip on his lip and made your way over to where his eye was set just barely above the ground. This form he had taken seemed to have no eyelids as his eyes were as wide as ever. In this form, his eyes were about the size of adult bike tires.

" Hoolan please wake up! I'm hurt I need your help." You pleaded with his most likely unconscious form. You did not know if this form had nostrils or not but if he did they would be buried in the sand right now, and there was no way you could move his head to get him to smell your blood.

You cursed but then an idea popped up in your head. What about his gills! You looked to his neck and sure enough, there was a set of black frilly gills. They looked like the jelly parts of a Jellyfish but black.

You quickly ran to the water and scooped up as much as you could in your palms. Ignoring the sting in your cut. You made your way back as carefully and as quick as possible. Making sure that there was a good amount of blood mixed in with the water.

Once back at Hoolan you splashed the blood water onto his black gills. They immediatly moved with a jiggling sound. That was all they did though and the Abyssal creature still did not move.

" Oh for Fuck's sake Hoolan work with me!" You shouted at him. Running back to the beach to scoop up more water. You repeated this process five more times, having to create another cut on the way too. On the sixth try, the Behemoth finally groaned and shifted. His mouth tentacles feeling around the sand.

His movement only made the flowing rivers of blood start shooting out of him and he made a sound of displeasure and pain. You winced as you saw this and quickly ran to his front, grabbing one of the exploring tentacles in your hand and rubbing it soothingly.

" Hoolan listen too me!" you shouted up at him. The beast groaned again but lifted his head slightly so that his face was out of the sand and he was looking you in the eyes.

" Hoolan please, you have to shrink down! I know your in so much pain but I can't do anything but let you rest in my body! please, Hoolan you have to!" You cried up at him. He graned again, then layed his face back down in the sand.

Your heart sank for only a split second before you realized he was shrinking! He roared in pain as his wounds protested greatly with him. You shouted words of encouragement to him as he got smaller and smaller.

You cringed as you watched the bones of his rib and spine clank against each other. They refused to shrink for a second but eventually caved in and moved with the rest of his body.

From the size of a fire truck to that of a regular truck. Then to a horse, then a dog, then a cat, till he was the size of a small mouse. You picked up his little form and got a little squeak in protest. You quickly held him up to your ear.

" Come on Hoolan, You can heal off of my body energy." You urged him. He squeaked again before crawling into your ear canal with a liquid-like feeling, and then... you could not feel him anymore. You could not tell where he was. It may have been the fact that suddenly your vision started to get dark. Then you passed out.

- -

The next morning you opened your eyes slowly. It was not too bright as it was cloudy, so you did not squint your eyes very much. You sat up and rubbed your eyes, looking over at the beach.

Deep craters littered the whole area, with the biggest one right beside you where Hoolan face planted the night before. You closed your eyes and tried to see if you could tell where Hoolan was, but it was as if he was not there at all. You did not know how, but you knew he was there, you just could not feel him.

You shakily got to your feet and got a better look at things. Again, the beach was a mess, with a good 75% of it being soaked with blood. Even the water suffered. Its usually clear blue water was now stained red. It reached out a good distance into the water before it disolved, but it was most thick where the waves crashed blood onto the beach, further soaking the sand red.

The sight of it gave you the chills, and the wind that blew through the air did not help with that either. Another feeling also crept up on you. The beach was just so abnormally quiet. even at times when it was this quiet on your beach it still did not feel this way.

Because you always knew that Hoolan was not that far away. If he was out at sea you knew he would be back soon. even though he was as close as he could be right now, he was also the farthest he had ever been from you.

You felt so helplessly alone.

The slow walk back to the other side of the island was quiet. There were no birds or anything but the wind that made any sound. You passed by the graves you made the day before. Seeing that Huberts grave had yet to have flowers put on it. You did not stop to fix that though, for the fear that another grave may be put there soon kept you moving forward.

Eventually, by late afternoon you made it back to your beach. looking around you saw Hoolans discarded body lying in the sand next to a pile of awful smelling fish.

You looked around sadly, as you were still alone. So you took a seat next to the body on the cold sand and waited to see if Hoolan would make any sign that he was there. Or even still alive for that matter. You looked down at your cut hand and with great surprise, saw that it was completely gone.

Hoolan must have healed it. On the brink of death and the first thing he does is heal your tiny little hand-wound with what little precious energy he had left. The energy that he should have used on himself but used on you instead.

You brought your hand up to your mouth and held back a sob. You hoped he was going to be ok. the only thing you could do for him was keep your body strong so that he could have plenty of energy to heal himself. So the start of the wait for Hoolans recovery started then.

That was four days ago.