Chapter 3
A little later, Natesa was tied up by her own necklaces and the men were discussing how a group of pirates and a tied up gypsy were going to get back to the harbor.
"We could put her in a box, and then-" one pirate started but was cut off.
"That'll neva work fool! We still have to get all of us back!"
"We'll do it in stages, me an' Will will go first with her, then another pair a few minuets later and so on," Jack finally decided. Will was a lost man, he just sat there staring at the ground, how could he have let her get out of his grasp again? A sharp slap on the face brought him back to realization.
"Pull your self together, man, we have to get her back to the ship, come on," Jack said pulling Will to his feet wiping the blood off his face from the fight.
They got her one the ship fine, just a few strange stares and rude comments were said loudly about pirates walking with gypsies. Once the all the crew was aboard they started off again to the sea. Will went down to Elizabeth's room and laid on her nicely made bed, breathing in her scent. He laid there thinking about her then slowly drifted off to sleep.
A loud clap of thunder woke him up, he didn't know how long he had been laying there, he didn't even know if it was morning. He stumbled outside the waves tossing the boats dangerously. The Black Pearl was a good distance away but he could see the crew members running around like they were on the Elizabeth.
"Captain Will! She's taken an awful beating, the storms been alright since six o'clock this morning but now, its just awful. We didn't want to wake ya, but Ben's been tryin to handle it." Anthony, one of the younger crew members screamed over the storm.
"What time is it? Where's Haley?" Will asked quickly thinking that Haley was the most closest thing he had to Elizabeth, she had taken such a liking to her.
"It's about eight, sir, and she's in one of the lower compartments, safe, sir."
Will ran up to help Ben, he had never been very smart in times of quick thinking. He fought the rain pelting down like little daggers. When he reached the top of the small stair case he saw Ben shouting orders at the other crew members holding the wheel as still as he could.
"Captain! There ya are! She's about to go to pieces, I'm not sure how much longer she can hold," Ben yelled accidentally letting the wheel slip a bit.
"You're doing great, keep doing what you're doing I'm gonna go help them down there!" Will shouted back turning to go back to the lower deck. A strong gust of wind and a huge wave hit right when Will was unbalanced and he slipped, the next thing he heard was, "man overboard!" and he thought he needed to go help, but when he figured out he couldn't breath he knew it was him. He looked up and saw a small circle of light above him, he couldn't move, or think. He saw a figure moving towards him quite quickly, at first he thought Elizabeth was swimming towards him but it didn't look like her and she was wearing a different outfit. The next thing he thought that it was Natesa, but she wouldn't have saved him, and she had long hair. The figure was right in front of him and he didn't know who, or what, she was.
Her face was close to his, so close Will could have almost counted her eyelashes. Then he realized that she was kissing him. Why was she kissing him while he was drowning? Wills thoughts were going blurry and he couldn't think straight, but the only thing he knew that he wasn't drowning and still had air in his lungs as long as her mouth was against his. Her hand gripped his and she started pulling him upwards. Her skin was smooth and slippery and she moved with great speed. He reached the surface but neither of the boats, the Elizabeth or the Black Pearl, were in sight. He felt the women sigh as she tried to keep them both afloat, and then nothing.
