I could see their surprise as I made myself visible from behind Furia. Flashing a cheeky grin at them, I readied my sword. It was a perfect plan, even if I hadn't let them in on it. Or well, it would have been the perfect plan, had I been more careful. Furia didn't miss the change of emotion on their faces and the fact that their eyes were focused on a point just behind him rather than on him.

The demon rounded on me whilst I was still looking at my friends in triumph over my sneaking skills, and I couldn't react fast enough. I tried to move to the side, but I had been too close to him. A strong arm gripped my hands, pinning them behind my back, while the other brandished a sword at my neck. There was nothing I could do at this point, if I struggled I would surely end up slitting my own throat.

"Let her go!"

"Capsize!"

My brother and Sparklez let out cries of outrage, stepping forward simultaneously. My heart was beating so loudly that I could barely hear what was going on around me. Everything seemed to go by so slow, seconds dragged on into minutes as I locked eyes with Sparklez. He was desperate and I could already see his eyes begin to shine as water flooded to them. I wanted to tell him not to cry, to be able to grin and insist that I would save myself like I always did, but I could see no way out of this.

"Furia, face us like a man, not a coward! Free her and fight ME!"

My brother was yelling and the beast that held me shifted to face him, Sparklez had disappeared from my range of vision. What's the use? I wanted to tell him, any foe who was willing to take someone captive in the first place wouldn't be honorable enough to set them free for a fair fight.

POP, THUD!

Something small flew inches from my face and before I knew it I had been tossed aside. I heard a loud clattering sound and Furia's blade slid to a stop about three feet from me. My head still spun from hitting the ground, but I managed to take in the scene playing out before me. Sparklez must have taken advantage of Furia's momentary lapse in attention and thrown an enderpearl, which deposited him near enough to knock Furia's sword away.

I found that suddenly my limbs felt heavy and I lacked the will to stand and help them fight off this demon. Why am I so tired all of the sudden? The desperate thought flashed through my mind.

"Are you okay, Cappy?"

Sparklez was offering me his hand, face awash with worry.

"Of course, a Captain wouldn't go down that easy!" I took his hand and managed to stand up.

He had seen right through my bluff, though, and remained looking at me with anxiety written all over him. I gave him a reassuring smile, but he still didn't believe me. The stiffness of my movements must've betrayed me. Before we could share any other words a desperate cry rose up from Redbeard.

"Watch out!"

We turned and saw, too late, that Furia had recovered his sword and lunging for me with hate in his eyes. Time seemed to slow to a stop as we struggled to move quickly enough. I took a couple of startled steps back, but there was no way I could move far enough or fast enough to avoid the hungry blade. I could see my own face reflected in the shining metal as it swung ever closer and I quickly shut my eyes, I didn't want to watch as the blade tore across my body.

The scuff of shoes on Netherbrick and the fact that I still remained in one piece alerted me to the fact that something serious had just happened in the moments I had been blind. Creasing open one eye to observe, I felt dread creep through my already weary limbs. I couldn't see the reason why everyone had gasped and then gone silent, because Sparklez was in front of me now, blocking my view. What had stopped Furia's onslaught?

The first thing I noticed was the blood pooling around his feet, and that's when he tumbled backwards into my arms. I struggled to hold up his sudden weight and quickly ducked down onto my knees to cradle him to me. I hadn't even seen the wound yet, but some voice in the back of my mind whispered that this was the end. There was no way anyone could lose that startling amount of blood and survive. Swallowing was suddenly difficult and I became aware of the fact that tears were cascading down my cheeks. I hadn't even realized I was crying, I was too shocked.

His shirt was stained with so much red that it was hard to believe it had ever been crisp and white. Furia had slashed him mercilessly, the single blow ranging from the upper part of his neck diagonally across to his hip on the opposite side. Blood covered everything around us, dripping onto the ground and sticking to my hands and clothes. His face was a mask of agony, but he didn't make a sound. Instead his blue eyes shook slightly as they locked with mine, like he wanted the image of my face to be the last thing he saw.

"Jardon..." I didn't know what to say.

One of his hands reached for mine weakly, his lips trembling. He was trying to say something, but blood only bubbled in place of the words; The wound had damaged his throat beyond repair. His life-force was ebbing out quickly, his breaths becoming quicker and shallower. I became blind to the events around me, unaware of Jericho screaming bloody murder once he got out of that pit, indifferent of Syndicate staring horrorstruck in front of us, oblivious to Furia's end at my brothers hands.

Everything around me dimmed to a dull roar, until the only thing I could register was the scent and feeling of Sparklez's blood all around me. I felt his heartbeat stutter and I panicked as I realized that my husband would be gone forever in matter of seconds. My voice didn't seem to work either, so instead I pressed my lips against his fiercely, in a desperate attempt to convey everything that I wanted to to him in our last seconds. I pulled away when I felt his breath finally give out once and for all, blood staining the corner of my lips and my cheeks and tears cutting paths through the red.

For several minutes I stared down at his motionless face, dumbstruck with shock. Someone was hugging my shoulders and trying to comfort me, but I was to stunned to make out what they were saying or even who it was. The faces around me suddenly seemed odd and unfamiliar, they only one I wanted to recognize would never look back at me again. He had saved my life, jumping in front of the death blow aimed at me.

"This all be my fault."

The broken whisper didn't even sound like it came from my lips. I could hear faint protests ring out from around me, but I couldn't be swayed. I had rushed in with a plan only I knew, and now the man I loved had paid the ultimate price for my mistake. My mistake. At some point or another someone pulled me to my feet and guided me back to the portal. We traveled back across the mainland, but when we reached the destination they were guiding me to, I finally broke down.

They had led me to Sparklez's house. The house he had talked about me moving into soon. He had a room and everything prepared. It was the final straw and I sunk to the ground, vicious sobs racking my body. My brother kneeled beside me and hugged me to him, it was a comforting motion but it wasn't enough to silence the gurgling sobs and screams that tumbled out of my mouth.

That night I refused to leave his house, curling up in his bed. Sleep wouldn't come to me, despite the aching of my puffy, red eyes. All I wanted was to lose myself in sleep, where I could see him once more. My hands gripped the sheets so viciously that my knuckles turned white, but not even that effort could stop the choking noises that continued to plague me. The room that had once been his vault, a place for no one but him, became a mourning place. None of us was willing to be alone tonight, so instead we banded together in grief.

"Ye have to tell them."

The soft whisper barely registered with my broken mind and I lifted my head slightly, greeted by the sight of my brother sitting on the end of the bed. Redbeard and Firefoxx were both perched at the end of the bed, like worried, mother hens. Their sympathetic eyes only brought on another round of sobs. Jericho sat up against the wall with his head tilted back, staring at the roof with blank eyes. Even Syndicate seemed too broken to function properly, he was going through Sparklez chests, a constant stream of words falling from his lips; "H-he got these enderpearls from me last Purge... an-and I gave him this diamond after loosing a bet..."

But things stuttered into silence when Redbeard spoke to me, like they knew that something serious was about to go down. At first I just buried my head in the covers again, trying to pretend like I couldn't remember what my brother wanted me to say. I did remember, though, and the knowledge that he wanted me to share was almost to much for me. If I could have, I would have died right then and there, so that I would never have to tell them. The news I had to share had left my stomach in knots this morning, for a different reason than it did now. This morning, this news had signified the next chapter in my life...a chapter I had intended to write with Sparklez by my side.

Everyone's attention was fixed on me now; Redbeard with an expression sad enough to break anyone's heart, and the rest with confusion as they tried to guess what could possibly cause me more pain than losing my husband. I took a deep breath, but when I spoke I wasn't aiming my confession at the people in the room with me; I was speaking to the heavens above. It was the one statement I had been too cowardly to admit while he was alive.

"I be pregnant."

AN: Hey guys, it's been a long time since I posted anything and I've been sitting on this story for awhile. It's not finished, but I figured I'd slowly upload what I have and then put it on a (hopefully) tiny hiatus until I have the motive to work on it again. This doesn't exactly follow canon, it's probably 3-4 months past the time of Capsize's death in canon...and ya know...Sparklez dies instead, she's gonna have a kid, blah blah blah. Just some minor differences xD

(small p.s. I haven't personally watched anything past Season 1, so this will play out as if the 2nd season didn't happen)