So it began something I never wanted to start. But how could I start something if it would never continue? Maybe it would die along with this helpless man, dying or dead in my arms while I awaited my fate. For when I committed the sin…my trial was for nothing.
"Doctor?" I breathed, pulling away, it wasn't such a big deal now, it wasn't even a kiss, it was air and he needed air! I inhaled once again, blowing the air into his lungs watching his chest rise and fall, pushing my panicky hands onto his chest. I didn't even know what I was doing, I've never taken CPR. I cried out in distress, in pain, in agony. I was dying here with him. Like a less romantic version of Romeo and Juliet. The friend I had cherished, one who knew my need for the unreal, someone who surprised me day by day, was dead. I hugged him through the bars, wishing I could phase through and be will him so he wouldn't die alone.
"You're breaking my heart!" I sobbed, "Why do you have to die?! Why with me?! Am I really cursed?! Am I really this unlucky!?" I threw him away, turning before the thunk of his body reached my ears. I slammed myself against the wall far from the Doctor's as possible. My face twisted with sorrow and depression as I leaned over my crossed legs, sobbing and suffering. This is where life ended. This was where I went crazy.
The Doctor's body refused to get up, refused to give any sign of life. Was…was he really dead?
"You, girlie, fished from the sea!" I turned my head to see a sea snake man, "Ye girlie with that strange look to ye. Teeth so clean and hair so pretty." his eyes were lazy and crooked so I could not tell which directions he was staring…
"I'm not 'girlie'." I growled, "Don't bother talking to me, sea bag, because I'm done with perverts.
"No, no." he waved his hand, "I be Captain Zonlafa Markont." he paused, " A ye, wee one, speak our tongue."
"I took classes- did you say…Captain?"
"Aye, this be my ship." he frowned, which I never knew a snake could do, "We be not pirates…" he muttered, "We be here to research the rare Giant Squid."
"You're…a research team?"
"Aye." He sighed, "Therefore the design of my ship."
"Makes sense." I frowned, "Mutiny?"
"Aye." he frowned, "And we talk like this." he gestured.
"You brought upon first pirates?" I nodded, "Very interesting. Learn new things everyday."
"Do you know how to sword fight, lass?" he rose up, looming over me in my curled up position, "I'll need ye help to fight back." he glanced at the Doctor, "For your friend…"
"No…I don't know how." I said quietly, "I can try though." I heard the sound of metal slicing against its sheath and I turned my head, he held the blade away from me, hold the hilt out to me. Then held a smaller knife for my other hand.
"Teach ye a few things." he said backing away. "Stand out, like this." He held his sword hand forward, and his other hand with the smaller knife by his side, "Ye use that, te block." he said gesturing to the smaller blade, I could do this. I watched countless people fight…right? This will be fine.
"Give her a good swing." he nodded. I swung, a whoosh whistling through the air. I felt triumphant at just getting a swing in. "Good, defend! Swing! Defend! Swing!"
Hours went by, but ever one seemed like minutes. Time was ticking by and the Mayflower was not moving…it was stationary, and those poor people on board. I'd save them…I looked at the snake man that had now become my teacher…I was going to do this…
I hid my weapons well on my body, the guards knew I didn't have anything when I came on board. My walking was slightly altered for I could not bend my leg against my blade, so I walked with a limp, and they seemed amused as they took me to the surface where the crew of the Mayflower had been held captive. I smiled at Dorothy when her shocked face of my living self came out of the Kraken's mouth arms behind my back.
"M'lady!" She cried, "You're alive!" she was in tears. And I smiled, someone cared that I was alive. Everyone whispered and I went to Dorothy, hugging her tightly.
"There now lass, find ye mummy."
I drew the blade,
"You're the one who's going to be crying for your mommy, Captain." I said grinning, "Take arms boys! Fight! Fight for a new world!" I raised my blade above my head. What did I have to loose? Nothing, that's why I was here.
"Arg! Get them!" the Captain shouted and I ran forward, "Ye think yer good lass?" he blocked my swing, "Yer just a girlie."
"No." I said swinging again, "Not a girlie!" I blocked with the small blade, "I'm a time traveler!" I pushed him over but he was back up and the fight continued, back and forth are blades clashing, and all that was running through my head was Zon's words. Left foot back leap with your right, hop, hop, and stab. I followed the instructions along with the blocking that went side by side with them. I was doing well, I could manage a sword fight, but I didn't play dirty like this scoundrel.
My foot was behind a rope as we fought, I felt it, and he saw it. I didn't acknowledge it, he used it for his advantage. He tugged on the rope and sent me flying to the ground, blades discarded behind him. I was dead, I couldn't get them. But for the second time facing death I laughed.
"You think I'm scared of death, Captain?" I said holding my hands out at a fake attempt to block his piercing sword, "You'd be doing me a favor." I smirked.
"Is that so?" the Captain smiled, "Makes me a nice guy doesn't it?" he said glaring.
"So it does." I said frowning, "O happy dagger! This is thy sheath; there rust, and let me die." I laughed. The Captain looked at me strangely.
"Then I defy you, Stars!" the voice was in my ears. But I was dead, I was sure.
But was that Romeo, or was it the Doctor?