Written by: Emma Lupin and Adrian Mata
Additional writing by: Isobel Jones
Kubo turned around and searched frantically throughout the darkened room as all of the blood in his face seemed to go cold. His heart beat faster and faster as the voices seemed to get louder and louder.
"Come to me, Kubo..."
The house once more began to shake even more and the walls surrounding them began to collapse. Just then, one of the sliding doors at the front of the house slid open as a tall, caped figure began slowly heading its way inside of the house. The shadow figure let out one final laugh and began to search the house.
"Come out, come out, wherever you are! I promise I'm not going to hurt you, Kubo, I just wanted to stop by and pay you a little visit... We haven't seen each other in so long... And I believe that you have something that belongs to me..."
At the sound of that, Kubo gasped a little and then held his breath.
The figure turned around and laughed once more. "I've found yoooooooooou...
It came closer and closer and it repeated the young boy's name: "Kubo... Kuboooooooo...
The Moon Prince turned around as the voice seemed to change into something more loving- friendly. Familiar...
"Kubo?""Kubo?""KUBO! WHAT'S WRONG? WHAT'S GOING ON?! GET A GRIP OF YOURSELF!"
He gasped and let out a small scream, panting heavily as tears seemed to well up in his eye.
"Kubo! It's okay! It's just me!" Sach said, holding out his paws.
"Sach!" Kubo exclaimed in a shaky tone of voice, leaping into the otter's furry arms for a hug. "Oh Sach..."
"Kubo, what's going on? What happened to you?" the anxious mustelid asked while holding the shivering prince in his arms.
Kubo was shellshocked. He simply did not know how to reply; all of the words were at the tip of his tongue, however when they came out, they turned into nonsense - the kind of babbling a young child would make.
"Kubo, calm down. Everything is going to be okay--"
"No, Sach!" Kubo interrupted. "Everything is NOT okay! The whole village is in danger!"
"Kubo, look at me. I can assure you that everything will be just..."
"You... You don't understand! She's there, still alive, and she's out to get what she's come for!"
"What are you talking about?"
The boy began shaking faster and his breaths became short and raspy, almost as if he had just gotten finished running a marathon. The blood drained from his already ghostly pale face. He tried to speak, but no words came out.
"Take a deep breath, Kubo." Sach said in a calming voice.
Kubo did just that. He took a large, but short breath and exhaled loudly through his mouth.
"Good," the otter said with a small smile, "now another."
He obeyed. He took a few more long breaths. His heart rate decreased considerably and color began returning to his face. Along with this, Kubo's sweet face managed to leak out one of his signature, infectious smiles, which was soon enough passed onto Sach.
"Good. Now that you're calm, can you tell me about who you said was going to come after you?"
Kubo's smile slowly formed into a frown and the color in his cheeks began to go again, yet, this time, he actually was able to make words come out of his mouth.
"Alright..." the young boy whispered in a shaky voice. "All of my life, I was reminded by my mother that I was not to be out past sunset and that I was to always hide from the moon. However, one night, I had accidentally disobeyed her orders. I was out at the cemetery, trying to communicate with the spirit of my father - little did I know he was still alive back then. I spent so much time trying to communicate with him that I had lost track of time. I found myself alone in the cemetery underneath the light of the full moon..."
"Wait! Don't tell me - you're a werewolf!" Sach said with an odd-looking smile on his face.
Kubo scowled. "No. What made you think of that?!"
"Well, you said the light of the full
The boy began tapping his foot in aggravation.
"Sorry. You may continue..."
"Anyway, as I was saying, while I was out, my grandfather, the Moon King, whom you've met before... found out that I was still alive, as did his two other daughters, Karasu and Yukami, my aunts... Before my grandfather reformed, he and my aunts hated me since I was the byproduct of my mother, who was considered to be a traitor to them, and my father, the man she was instructed to kill... They said that since love made my mother weak, they hated her, and they hated her husband and they hated me especially... When they heard about me for the first time, they devised a plan to make certain that I would not turn up like my mother... they wanted me to be cold-hearted and never see the good in any mortal being, so... they... they..." He gulped and paused briefly.
"Go on..." Sach told him in a soft voice, trying to coax Kubo into finishing his story.
But Kubo didn't open his mouth. Instead, he sighed once more and lifted up his bangs. Underneath his tangled mess of hair, there was a big, black eyepatch. He lifted it up to reveal a painful-looking scar.
"They... stole one of your eyes?"
The kimono-clad boy nodded a little and whispered "yeah" under his breath. "And, I am sensing that at least one of them, if not the both of them, are still alive and are wanting exactly what they wanted since they heard about my birth - my other eye."
"But wait, I thought you said in your story you told me when you first met me, that they were killed in a powerful blast of magic?" the inquisitive otter asked, putting one paw to his face.
"That's the thing." Kubo said with a frown. "I'm not entirely certain that they're dead. In the vision I had not that long ago, I could hear one of their voices calling out to me... I could have sworn that at least one of them is still alive. And yet, I'm still not certain if this is the truth or not. I saw both of them killed during battle."
"But what if they're still alive?"
"Then... then we need to get out of here."
"Should we warn the villagers?"
"Then let's go, Kubo."
The two left the house and began talking to the villagers about the impending doom Kubo's vision foretold him. Some initially didn't believe what Kubo and Sach had explained to them, but a few others told them they would remain vigilant and make additional plans accordingly for the upcoming festival. They even told Kameyo about it, and she replied to them that even though there wasn't anything to worry about for them, she made sure to keep watch for any unusual sightings ahead and during this annual event.
And then they ran back towards Kubo's home above the sea, at Mortal's Point, to warn his grandfather.
Dashi woke up as soon as the first rays of light refracted above the ocean surface and into the sea that floated under it. It was around 7:30am local time when she was the first person awake in the Gup A as the second day of the Octonauts' search-and-rescue mission for Sachairi commenced. She yawned and stood up off the metal floor that she slept on overnight, next to the seat Shellington was occupying.
She then noticed that the otter had fallen asleep as she rubbed her eyes so that they began to refocus. "Shelly," Dashi said quietly. "Hey buddy, wake up."
On cue, Shel woke from his sleep, his eyes slowly opening to see her standing in front of him. "Hi Dashi," he spoke faintly.
"You slept well last night?" the dachshund asked.
"I guess. I don't think I slept until around midnight, though."
"It's okay, I understand. You know who else is going to be okay?"
"Is it... is it Sach?"
"Of course! He'll be okay, I promise. Hopefully... hopefully we'll find him today."
"You think so?"
Captain Barnacles awoke from the back of the Gup and walked to its cockpit, seeing that Dashi and Shelly were already awake. "Good morning, you two," he said.
"Morning, Captain," replied Dashi as she turned her attention to the Gup A's screen on the dashboard. "I think we're ready to continue finding Sachairi today, don't you think?"
The polar bear nodded. The screen then switched to the gup-finder system as the photographer noticed that the other two Gups - C and D - were already moving, and in different positions as well. Tweak and Kwazii must've gotten up early to get a head start on today's mission, she thought. Just as Dashi was about to tell the Captain about it, they received a call from one of the Gups...
It was Tweak whose face appeared on the Gup A screen, smiling somewhat hesitantly up at Barnacles, Dashi and Shellington. Alarm bells automatically went off in the scientist's head as he took in the slightly worried look on his friend's face.
"Have you found anything yet, Tweak?" Barnacles inquired.
"Well, Kwazii and I set off bright and early this morning," Tweak started, gesturing sideways to where they assumed Kwazii was driving next to her. "We've covered quite a bit of ground already, and –"
"Is there any sign of him?" Shellington asked quickly, cutting her off.
Tweak visibly hesitated. "Well – no, but... we did find a clue."
"That's a start," noted Barnacles with an encouraging smile on his face. It had been a full day of fruitless searching yesterday, and right now they needed any progress they could get. "What have you found?"
If it was anything good, Tweak wouldn't look so worried. "Now, Shel, don't freak out," she instructed firstly, her calm voice at odds with the racing thoughts going through Shellington's mind.
"Tell me," Shellington said seriously.
The engineer paused for a final time, then sighed and held up what appeared to be a fragment of glass in her mint-green paw.
"What's that?" Dashi wondered aloud.
Tweak sighed again, obviously unwilling to have to be the one to explain. "We found it on the sea floor, when passing near a clustering of islands," she told them slowly. "Shards of glass – and a broken radio collar."
"Sachairi..." Shellington instantly realised, dread filling his voice.
"Yes," Tweak confirmed. There was really no point lying.
"But if his helmet's broken..." Dashi couldn't complete the sentence.
Shellington dropped his head in despair. "He's – he must be –"
Tweak hurriedly raised both paws in front of her, recognising the signs of her friend breaking down again. "Shel. Shel. Just because the glass smashed in his helmet..."
"He can't survive underwater! A blow that could smashed the helmet glass could have easily knocked him unconscious – or worse!" Shellington almost wailed.
"But we've already searched the entire area, and there's no sign of him anywhere," reasoned Tweak. "If he had been knocked unconscious, or – um, never mind what else – don't you think he would be here along with the glass from his helmet?"
"Well – "
"But he's not, Shellington, don't you see?"
"Don't I see what?" queried the sea otter, continuing to panic and ignoring the restraining hand of Dashi on his arm.
"He would have floated up to the surface," explained Tweak as quickly as she could. "And we've run a check on the ocean surface within a three-mile radius – and there's nothing. Don't you think it's a little odd that he's not floating up on the water, Shel? He can't have drifted out that far since the storm. C'mon, you're the scientist. Think it through."
His scientist side finally seemed to see sense, and Shellington took a deep breath, his wild eyes calming slightly. "So he's on an island. Washed up, probably," he notes haltingly.
"But alive," smiled Barnacles. "He must be. If he's conscious, Sachairi will find a way to stay alive. I'm positive of it."
"But for how long?" enquired the sea otter, apparently determined to stay panicking for as long as possible. "What if he isn't able to survive out there? What if he passes out of starvation before he can forage for food? What if... if...."
"The main thing is, he can't still be in the water without his helmet," Tweak interrupted. "So that means -"
"That means we can call off the underwater search," completed the captain. "Tweak, Kwazii, great work. Time to report back to Peso and the Professor, and get them to check what islands are nearby that Sach might have been washed up on."
"And can you ask them to see if there's any inhabited islands around here?" suddenly cut in an urgent-sounding Kwazii from over the radio. Obviously guessing at Barnacles' confused look, he carried on. "It's just that – I think I might have seen an island back west yesterday, that kind of looked like it had houses on it."
"You didn't tell me that!" said Tweak somewhat accusingly from the screen.
The cat made a huffy sound. "I thought I was seeing things. My spyglass isn't always accurate, after all. But it might be worth a look – if that island is inhabited, Sach might have a much better chance of surviving!"
"Then we'll let them know and make sure they see if that's the case, Kwazii," Barnacles told him. "For now, we need to head back to the Octopod and plan out what we'll do next. Understood?"
The rest of his crew agreed. "Octonauts, back to the HQ!"