Uma walked back and forth for the millionth time inside the chip shoppe. She paused for a second and glanced hopefully in front of the doors. When nothing happened, she threw her hands in the air and yelled in frustration before resuming her furious pacing. Her patience was beginning to wear thin. She had specifically ordered Harry to meet her at seven pm and had purposely scared off the few lingering customers so they could have a private reunion. She would surely get an earful about it from her mother later when she found out but that wasn't any of her concern at the moment. The meeting was of extreme importance; it concerned the very heart of their pirating life, the ship they treasured so: the Lost Revenge. That was two, fricken hours ago. What could be keeping him away for so long? The sea witch wondered. After all, her first mate rarely left her sides, unless she sent him out for an errand or a territory issue.

Tired of waiting, Uma decided to leave. She was grabbing her sword from the sword check bin when the doors flew open. Thunder roared outside. A soaking wet Gil with red as wide as saucers rushed inside the restaurant and called her name. "Uma!" He paused to catch his breath. "I saw Harry on the ship!"

Uma clenched her fists and shaked her head and repressed a low, angry growl from escaping her throat. The ship? What in badness sake could he be doing there? Especially after she had declared it forbidden for anyone to approach the beauty. The young girl absolutely adored her boat; not being able to sleep on it was killing her. As a captain and a leader, it was her responsibility to put her crewmates safety first. The stormy weather they had gotten lately was too dangerous, much more so than other times before. In her eyes, the her crew was much more than random villains she picked off the street. The wharf rats were like the family she never had and Uma didn't wish to expose any of her friends to more danger than they had to face on a daily basis. She furiously stormed out, planning on getting Harry to safety as fast as possible, before beating the crap out of him for disobeying her. Gil ran back out into the rain shortly after his Captain, leaving Ursula's restaurant empty and abandoned.

Meanwhile on the ship...

Harry was standing on the deck, leaning slightly against the wheel. His usual red coat had been thrown aside and the young male seemed indifferent to the rainwater pounding onto him. His pale eyes stared straight into the dark and musky waters, as if inspecting them. He was rocking back and forth on his heels slightly, whistling a tune to himself, lost in his own world.

He closed his eyes for a moment before snapping them open. "Bloody crocodiles everywhere!" He muttered shakily under his breath just as Uma and Gil arrived. Hearing footsteps, the pirate spined around to face the newcomers. He frowned at his friends, a lost and confused expression painted on his face. His eyes jumped from Ursula's daughter near him to Gaston's son, who had stayed on the gangplank, Uma ordering him not to step foot on the boat. It seemed like Harry was looking right through them and his empty stare chilled Uma to the bone. He turns away and begins humming his strange tune faster and louder.

Uma takes a step in his direction and worriedly reaches a hand out to touch his shoulder. Are you okay? is what she would like to ask the troubled boy but the words never leave her mouth. Instead his name is half whispered out of her tight throat. "Harry?" He jolts away as soon as her finger tips make contact with his skin, as if he got burned. He slips slightly on the wet deck and stumbles towards the ship's railing. "Watch out!" Warns Gil from further away.

Too late. A huge wave crashes into the boat, making it tip over to one side. Luckily, it didn't manage to knock the entire ship over. Uma held on to the mast and managed not to fall. Harry, who was standing too close to the side, lost his already poor balance and fell in the water. His blue eyes widen as he started panicking and exclaimed loudly: "C-Crocs! Tik Tok!"

Uma got up as soon as she could and dashed up to the spot he had fallen from. She didn't see Tick Tock, or crocodiles, or even any alligators for that matter, and was ultimately confused by her first mate's panicked. Gil had moved to get a better view of the water and was now standing on the ramp of the docks. He gazed down at the water with a troubled expression. The two pirates were both well aware their friend's ability to swim in normal circumstances, however, he was presently struggling keep his head above the above the surface. He coughed and yelled and flailed his arms around uselessly. He went under a few times and swallowed mouthfuls of salt water. The raging elements of water, wind and rain weren't playing in his favour either. After several long minutes of struggle, the sea ended up swallowing the young pirate.

Uma reacted quickly and dived head first into the water. She couldn't believe her first mate was drowning. Good thing she was part octopus, thanks to her mother. Even though her sea witch powers weren't yet activated on the restricted side of the barrier, her aquatic heritage gave her an advantage. Plus, the barrier was slightly weaker in that area, which was part of the reason why she decided to place the Lost Revenge there, to break out as soon as possible. She located her boy without much difficulty. She grabbed him by the waist and swam both of them back to the docks where Gil was still waiting nervously for them.

Gil helped her pull their unconscious friend out of the water. The rain seemed to slow ever so slightly as they were setting him down onto the closest boat ramp. The wind stopped howling and a rare ray of sunlight made its way through the thick, gray clouds.

I don't know what's wrong Harry, but I will find out soon. Uma made this promise in her head, partly for herself and partly for her friend as she watched her second mate swing the boy's lifeless figure onto his back and carry him back to the shop.