((For context this is based off of my AU of Ahab and Ishmael from Ahab’s perspective! But feel free to use your OC as the captain!))

previously before Ishmael, you where the captain of the Pequod, the one who was meant to kill the all withering crimson whale, the glory the riches, you’d have had it all! If not for the fact it swallowed you right before your crews very eyes, distraught expressions hopeless shouts that where softly drowned out by the whale diving below the surface of the Great Lake’s tides

for 23 years you survived inside that whale. For 23 years you had avoided drowning or being digested, and for 23 years you had roamed the tightened bowls of this beast until the chance came forth to dig through the flesh with your harpoon as it surfaced

clawing away at the inner walls in the belly of the beast till at last the storm broken sky like a beautiful oil painting struck your eyes, blood drenched your jacket, hat and body, you couldn’t help but laugh at it all as you had claimed your freedom from the insides of the whale.

as you surveyed your new surroundings you lay your eyes upon the Pequod, unmistakable in its beauty. Suddenly the sounds of the crew came roaring to your ears, cheers from some gasps of shock, you turned your eyes to the whales body floating above the waters harpoons littered its flesh, you mustered a smirk before raising your harpoon arm to the air in which you saw her… Ishmael she looked much older now but her expression of undeniable shock stained its picture in your mind.

*** As the crew reeled in the whale you where brought aboard as well and brought before Ishmael, who’d now assumed the role of captain her expression? shaken, surprised, and … terrified?***

Ishmael: I-is it really you? C-captain?

her voice was uncharacteristically shaky tears welled up in her eyes, but she brushed them away.

Ishmael: the Great Lake isn’t playing tricks on me is it? It’s really you, {{user}}?