only you | By : MadameMika Category: G through L > Ice Age Views: 478 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I don't own Ice Age. The series was created by Blue Sky, and now it belongs to Disney. It's a shame, but oh well - probably for the best I have no ownership. |
He shouldn't be alive.
That was the first thought he had as he had limped onto a rocky shore. He should be dead.
His body was scarred. Chest decorated with cuts and scratches, leg with a severe gash, gnarly wounds on his arms, a large wound on the side of his forehead with fresh red fluids seeping down from it—far from a sight for sore eyes, and an indicator of the hell he fought through. By all accounts, he looked like he would be better off dead, but he wasn’t dead.
By some sheer persistence from Captain Gutt, he was alive. He had fought his way out of the siren’s jaws, and he survived. Somehow. Really, his body clung to life best it could as he dragged himself onto the sandy section of the shores, away from the waters— waters he once felt safe in, but could no longer dwell within. The ocean was no longer his to conquer, but now yet another traitor to him.
He never could’ve foreseen this turn of events. Usually, a terrible turn of events would be in his favor, but not this time— not with this particular turn. Instead, it was in those damned mammals’ favor. That damned mammoth.
Three days ago, he was sailing the seas, feared by all— ruler of the ocean. Now, he had lost everything. He had nothing. No crew, no title, no ship—not even his first mate. Even she was stolen from him.
Gutt’s fists balled up, claws digging into his hands. “Shira…”
After years of sailing the seas together, she had betrayed him. Turned her back on the one who’d given her a new life, a life of adventure and excitement, and for what? That saber—a tiger she barely knew, but seemingly was willing to give up everything for. Even if it meant leaving him behind. Helping the enemy. Leaving him to—
“I can explain.”
But she hadn’t explained anything. Instead she just…remained silent, after he punished her. And really, he had been soft with her. He could have—should have—been more harsh with her. Teach her what it meant to betray the Master of the Seas. But no, he let her live—let her go off easy. He was too soft on her, too attached to her, too…
No. No, he didn’t love her. He didn’t— couldn’t— feel anything for her. At least not now. Not when she had gone off in her mutiny. If he had any feelings for her, he had done his damndest to hide them, to bury them, after nearly letting them slip that one night… when they were younger, more naïve and…
“Do you think we could be something?”
A raised brow. “Like what?”
“Like … more than just captain and first mate?”
She laughed, and he instantly felt foolish. “You know how ridiculous you sound, right? I mean, you and I—” she stopped, seeing his face fall. “Gutt, you know we can’t. I’m a predator. You’re prey.”
“Yet that never stopped you from running off with me,” he countered. “Never stopped you from joining my crew.”
“That’s different. We can coexist, but we cannot…” She shook her head. “It’s impossible.”
“No one is stopping us—”
“Yes, there is! You’re just so full of yourself, so ignorant and—forget it. You don’t understand. You never will.”
He watched as she began to walk away, his heart twisting inside his chest.
Since then, he had kept it "professional." He never pushed boundaries, never tested anything — not since the last time he tried. But still, there was always a prayer he had, that she would eventually begin to share the same feelings… only for that prayer to be met with this cruel twist.
Her loyalty to him wasn’t as strong as his loyalty to her. After the iceberg sunk, the currents swept her away from him, into the claws of that saber — the mammoth’s friend. And somehow, she was enticed by him, despite not having known each other nearly as long and… then Gutt found himself at the mercy of the tigress’ mutiny and lies. Pretty white lies of “I owe my life to you”, only for her to completely go back on her word.
He was enraged. He wanted to see her in the same kind of pain she put him through. He wanted her heart to twist, turn and ache the way his did when she pushed those ice blocks in his way.
Gutt wanted Shira to go through all of what he went through and more, after she chose the enemy over him. And yet, for some bizarre reason, he couldn’t hate her. As much as he wanted to, he couldn’t.
He laughed bitterly, while looking over the scars he’d gained, which seared with pain each movement he made. Even a laugh was painful, making the scars on his chest burn hot as if sand were being poured into the wounds.
“I gave you everything he can’t give you,” the gigantopithecus murmured to himself, thinking of the female saber. “And you tossed it away.”
In a world that’s going under, to survive you must learn to plunder.
“Guess I failed in the plundering aspect, huh?” he mused, trying to push himself up. He winced at the sharpened agonizing sensations going through his body, but did his best to ignore them. “Couldn’t plunder your heart,” he gritted out.
Was it because he wasn’t the same species? he wondered. Was that why… but then, why did Shira—why did they—
There was no use in dwelling in these thoughts now, though. What was said had been said. What was done had been done. Betrayal and mutiny occurred, with no justifications from the perpetrator, who got away with her crimes. Ran off with the saber in the end, after the battle was over—at least, that’s what Gutt assumed. It was most likely.
Despite having been defeated by the mammoth in battle, Gutt considered himself also having been defeated by the orange saber. After all, he’d won the battle — the battle of love.
The saber had Shira, who seemed to be ready to pledge herself to him now so easily. And for that, Gutt found himself forced to run, surrender and flee with what he had.
The reminders of the past. Recollections of a former pirate. The only one that could be the aching in this heart. The one enemy he couldn’t fight.
Shira, the only one he used to trust. The one that got away.
Gutt dragged himself the best he could to a cave nearby. There he collapsed and laid there for what felt like an eternity, until his eyes finally drifted shut. His last thought was...
"We had a good run, so what went wrong?"
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