Planning to escape

"I can't fly that far, but if you could throw something, with me on it, even half-way, I might be able to make it." Janet suggested to Wanda as the group of P1nked individuals looked out over the sea at the carrier group, completely unaware of the two heroes who'd just been on the island.

"I might be able to, but I don't know, I've never tried throwing something that far." Wanda stated. She turned and looked at the ground, before holding out her hand and using her powers to lift up a small rock, she then turned and threw it with all her might out towards the convoy. The rock sailed in an arc, slowly shrinking into the distance until they could no longer make out the shape of it. The three heroines stood for a moment, gazing silently out at the ocean, looking for the splash of the rock, "I don't-"

"There!" Natasha exclaimed, pointing out at the ocean.

"Where!? I didn't see it. Where was it?" Janet asked excitedly.

"It was, I dunno, three quarters?" Nat stated, unsure.

"Perfect!" Janet said, shrinking and landing on another small rock, "Let's do this!"

Wanda once again held her hand and the red glow of her powers surrounded the stone as she raised it into the air. Janet lay down on it and gripped onto slight ridges in the stone's surface with all her might.

"You sure about this?" Wanda asked, turning back once more to face the sea, as she readied herself to throw the small rock. Janet hesitated for a moment. Would she even be able to hold on?

"Yes." Janet stated firmly, pressing her body as flat against the stone's surface as she could, "Ready when you are."

"Okay…" Wanda said unsure, "Three…Two…One!"

And with that she flung her arm forwards as fast as she could, overarm, flinging the small rock, with Janet holding desperately to it as the wind slammed into her small body with a mighty ROOOOAAAAR, out across the ocean, towards the convoy of ships parked there. The P1nked people watched as the rock quickly shrunk into the distance disappearing from sight.

To anyone else who might have been watching from a distance, it just looked like the rock flew in a long arc until it splashed into the water and disappeared below the surface. However, to Janet it was like holding onto a rocket while it was blasting off, the **** of the wind battered against her naked body, making her shiver as she gripped the ridges of the stone, turning her knuckles white from the strain. She knew she had to jump before the stone hit the water, otherwise her wings would get wet, and she'd be unable to fly. So, she strained against the **** of the wind to raise her head and look ahead of her, while also fighting not to lose grip on the stone before it had been thrown far enough.

Suddenly, she felt her body start to lift off the stone, feeling more lightweight, as she saw the stone tilt forwards and start falling towards the surface of the water. Quickly, she looked up and tried to judge the distance she'd been thrown. The large ships loomed before her, already looking large thanks to her small size, but they were still a good distance from her. She looked back down and saw the water rushing closer towards her. And with that, she let go of the rock, quickly spreading her wings, to stop herself from crashing into the large expanse of water that stretched out over the horizon. The sudden change made her tumble through the air, swinging end-over-end, until her wings managed to get enough lift to right her, only to be confronted by a wave rushing towards her.

In reality, the wave was just the splash from the rock crashing into the water, but it was at least as big as Janet while she was shrunk. She quickly ducked sideways and flew upwards to get away, just as the wave crashed down, pulling her feet down with it. Janet felt herself drop down and worried she might crash into the ocean, but the momentum of her body lifted her legs through the crashing wave and a moment later she was flying normally, a centimetre above the surface of the now calm ocean. Janet flew upwards, wanting to be a little higher, and safer, from the ocean that could spell doom for her. She also finally had a chance to look up at how far away the convoy was, and noticed her entire forward vision was taken up by the hull of a ship. She couldn't be much more than a quarter mile from it. She quickly sped up and flew over to it, flying slowly upwards, until she was just below the level of the deck.

It didn't take long before she landed on the edge of the ship, just underneath one of the railings lining the edge and rested, catching her breath. After a moment, she looked around, time to find someone to fuck!