"Well, well, well, how did ye get off me ship?" Meris asked as he advanced
towards Sarah. "I learned from the best," Sarah said simply, no longer
feeling afraid of the captain as she stood in front of him, sword in hand.
"Either that or I've got a mutineer on board me ship," Meris said and Sarah
shrugged. "You mean you don't believe a woman could escape off a pirate
ship all on her own?" She asked and Meris said nothing but raised his
sword.
"Ye think this wise girl - crossing blades with a pirate?" He asked as he lunged forward. Sarah blocked his first swing, then his second. "Did you know," Sarah said as they clashed swords again. "My father used to make swords," She told Meris as he blocked her swing. "Is that so?" Meris took a step forward and she stepped back. "Yes, and he used to practice with them three hours a day," She said as she dodged his blade.
"Yer point?" Meris asked and Sarah took a step back and produced the sword tip under his chin. "He taught me well," She told Meris but he simply knocked her sword blade away. Sarah frowned in concentration as they continued to fight. She was losing ground fast as the cave wall seemed even closer behind her. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Jack, her father and Norrington all fighting and wished one of them could help.
They all wanted to help her of course. Norrington fought hard and was slowly gaining ground, but not very much. Jack was the closest but Meris's men were well skilled. He did have the advantage of the curse as did Will. It seemed more like a gift than a curse as neither of them could be killed and by moving into the moonlight could often take their opponent by surprise.
Will especially, feared for his daughter's safety as he watched her fighting Meris. He couldn't bear to lose her, especially not because of a pirate. He also didn't want to have to be the bearer of bad news for Elizabeth. These thoughts pumped more adrenaline through his body and he fought with even more vigour than before.
Meris's yellowed teeth gleamed as he advanced closer towards her and Sarah fought back with all her strength. The ledge was damp and slippery and as she blocked another swing her foot slipped, causing her to lose her balance. She wasn't able to block his next attack properly and felt a searing pain near the top of her right arm, her sword arm. The pain caused her to drop her sword and it clattered to the ground.
Sarah looked around wildly for anything else to defend herself with but there was nothing. She began to back away but only after taking a few steps she had backed right into the cave wall. "Looks like he didn't do a very good job then," Meris said with a grin. "It would've been wiser to stay on me ship," He told her as he lifted his sword, ready to strike.
"No," Norrington watched in horror as the captain stood menacingly above the love of his life. Will couldn't even bear to watch - losing Sarah or Elizabeth was his worst nightmare. Jack remembered the Aztec gold and began to run towards the ledge, drawing his pistol at the same time. Sarah was still in pain as she looked up at Meris. As he readied his sword to strike she closed her eyes tightly. Meris never struck however and as Sarah opened her eyes she watched as he fell off the ledge. The ground came up fast to meet him and he landed in a crumpled heap. Now standing in his place was Henry, holding the oar.
"Ye think this wise girl - crossing blades with a pirate?" He asked as he lunged forward. Sarah blocked his first swing, then his second. "Did you know," Sarah said as they clashed swords again. "My father used to make swords," She told Meris as he blocked her swing. "Is that so?" Meris took a step forward and she stepped back. "Yes, and he used to practice with them three hours a day," She said as she dodged his blade.
"Yer point?" Meris asked and Sarah took a step back and produced the sword tip under his chin. "He taught me well," She told Meris but he simply knocked her sword blade away. Sarah frowned in concentration as they continued to fight. She was losing ground fast as the cave wall seemed even closer behind her. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Jack, her father and Norrington all fighting and wished one of them could help.
They all wanted to help her of course. Norrington fought hard and was slowly gaining ground, but not very much. Jack was the closest but Meris's men were well skilled. He did have the advantage of the curse as did Will. It seemed more like a gift than a curse as neither of them could be killed and by moving into the moonlight could often take their opponent by surprise.
Will especially, feared for his daughter's safety as he watched her fighting Meris. He couldn't bear to lose her, especially not because of a pirate. He also didn't want to have to be the bearer of bad news for Elizabeth. These thoughts pumped more adrenaline through his body and he fought with even more vigour than before.
Meris's yellowed teeth gleamed as he advanced closer towards her and Sarah fought back with all her strength. The ledge was damp and slippery and as she blocked another swing her foot slipped, causing her to lose her balance. She wasn't able to block his next attack properly and felt a searing pain near the top of her right arm, her sword arm. The pain caused her to drop her sword and it clattered to the ground.
Sarah looked around wildly for anything else to defend herself with but there was nothing. She began to back away but only after taking a few steps she had backed right into the cave wall. "Looks like he didn't do a very good job then," Meris said with a grin. "It would've been wiser to stay on me ship," He told her as he lifted his sword, ready to strike.
"No," Norrington watched in horror as the captain stood menacingly above the love of his life. Will couldn't even bear to watch - losing Sarah or Elizabeth was his worst nightmare. Jack remembered the Aztec gold and began to run towards the ledge, drawing his pistol at the same time. Sarah was still in pain as she looked up at Meris. As he readied his sword to strike she closed her eyes tightly. Meris never struck however and as Sarah opened her eyes she watched as he fell off the ledge. The ground came up fast to meet him and he landed in a crumpled heap. Now standing in his place was Henry, holding the oar.