FROM DOVER TO PLYMOUTH, AND BACK
Chapter 2
By Kiddo
~*~ In Loving Memory Of Jonathan Brandis ~*~
Disclaimer:
I don't have any rights to "seaQuest DSV" or "seaQuest 2032" and I am not making any money with this story.
A big Thank You goes to my wonderfull beta-reader Jackie and Joxer,Kas7, Sam K, sara, dolphinology and Mar for their wonderfull reviews.
Feedback and reviews are still the only thing I get for writing. So please review.
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The next morning, the fog had lifted, and it was a clear, icy day. The ship was in the open water. There was no land in sight.
Captain Stark was standing with her feet apart on one of the decks and felt her ship rising with the waves. The sea-spray was blowing in her face. High in the air, the sails were blowing.
Stark was the only woman who was captain of a sailboat. It was normally a job that was only done by men. But she leaded her crew with a strictness and intensity of hand. No man on her crew would ever risk contradicting her; they were too afraid to do such a thing.
She walked from one end of the ship to the other and barked orders at her crew. One sailor was starting to work on one of the two lifeboats because the tarpaulin that covered the boat had loosened during the night. Suddenly he stopped in his movements. "Hey, come hear. Looked at that – there's a boy lying in the boat. I think he's dead!"
The crew ran to the lifeboat and looked, surprised, at it. When the captain reached it, they made room for her. She looked in the boat. Inside laid a thin blond teenager, stiff with seawater and frost.
Stark rounded on two men and gave them orders with a rough and emotionless voice. "Wake him up!"
Both men grabbed the boy and pulled him in a standing position. The kid woke up dazed. He was irritated for a moment, but then suddenly his memories came back and he was fully awake.
Captain Stark looked coldly at the teenager. The two men had still there hold on his arms. "What's your name?"
The strange blong boy looked at her, frightened. He was too afraid to speak. Stark didn't like that. She lifted her hand and hit him in the face. The teenager groaned from the pain of the blow and tried to pull himself together. It was the same spot were his stepbrother had hit him.
Captain Stark looked into his deep blue eyes. "I want your name, now."
"Lucas, Lucas Holt," said the boy quietly.
The woman never let the teenager look away from her eyes. "What are you doing on my ship?"
When Lucas didn't answer immediately, the two crewmen grabbed his arms tighter. Pain was shooting through them now. It felt like they were breaking his bones and stopping his blood. "I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have climbed on your ship...I just tried to hide...I didn't plan on sleeping here. I'm so sorry!"
Captain Stark looked at him closely, and then, she nodded to the two men who were holding Lucas and gave an order. "Throw him off boat!"
The teenager was shocked. What little colour left in his face was quickly gone. "What?" He must have heard something wrong. They couldn't throw him off the boat. That would be his death for sure!
The crew stepped away from the lifeboat and made room. The two sailors took an even tighter hold on Lucas and pushed him to the rail. The other seamen laughed, amused. The teenager tried to free himself but he had no chance against the two grown men. He started to scream and beg. "Please, don't...you can't do this...you'll kill me. Please don't, I'll do everything you want, but please let me live!"
But all the begging and pleading in the world couldn't help. Before Lucas could say anything more, the sailors took him by the arms and legs and threw him over the rail and into the cold water.
*********
Gasping hard for air, Lucas came back to the surface. The saltwater was stinging his hands and knee again. He couldn't believe it. They had really thrown him off the boat, and they had enjoyed it!
The ship wasn't stopping; they sailed farther and farther away. But even at this distance, the boy could still see the name of the sailboat. "Delta 4". Nobody had ever taught the boy how to read, but he had a really good memory. He just memorized the letters he saw, but at the same time he wondered why he did that. There was no way that he would ever need to. But he did it anyway. Remembering things had always been easy for him.
His gaze fell on the top of the mast. There was a black flag, with a white skull with crossbones. Pirates!
The ship kept on sailing away, and it was becoming smaller and smaller. Lucas felt the panic rising up inside him. It didn't matter in which direction he looked, everywhere was the same view. Water, water and water. Nothing but water. He just decided on one direction and started to swim. He wouldn't give up so easily, he was a fighter after all. Even if he wouldn't make it, he would have at last tried it.
**********
Time passed, and the teenager realized that his arms were becoming heavier and heavier from the continuous swimming. He wouldn't last much longer, and he was fighting unconsciousness.
Suddenly he felt something touch his right leg. A grey shadow was swimming beside him and broke the surface. Lucas gave a shrill scream. But then he relised what was in front of him. It was a dolphin!
Years ago, his grandmother had told him legends about this animal and had showed the teenager a painting of a dolphin. His granny had talked about friendly dolphins that helped humans. The one in the story hadn't been dangerous. But what about this animal? Was he also peaceful?
The blond boy and the grey dolphin looked into each other's eyes for a long time. It was as if the dolphin knew that the teenager needed his help and couldn't swim much longer on his own.
Suddenly the teenager heard a voice in his head.
+"Hold on tight!" +
Lucas looked around -where was that voice coming from? Then he heard it again.
+"Hold on my back fin." +
The wet teenager looked surprised at the dolphin. Had he really said that?
+"Yes, this was me. Hold on."+
Lucas was too exhausted to wonder about any of it. He just did what the voice in his head told him to do. He carefully and slowly put his hand on the fin of the dolphin and held onto it. The dolphin carefully began to swim, trying not to lose the boy.
Only a few minutes later, Lucas lost consciousness. The animal had never carried a human before, but the dolphin made its way and didn't lose him. He swam slowly, towing the boy through the water. He would try everything to keep his new friend alive.
**********
To Be Continued...
Written 2003 / Translated March 2004
Hope you like it! The seaQuest will appear in the next chapter, with a a
spezial role for Benjamin Krieg. :-)
Chapter 2
By Kiddo
~*~ In Loving Memory Of Jonathan Brandis ~*~
Disclaimer:
I don't have any rights to "seaQuest DSV" or "seaQuest 2032" and I am not making any money with this story.
A big Thank You goes to my wonderfull beta-reader Jackie and Joxer,Kas7, Sam K, sara, dolphinology and Mar for their wonderfull reviews.
Feedback and reviews are still the only thing I get for writing. So please review.
***************************************************************************
The next morning, the fog had lifted, and it was a clear, icy day. The ship was in the open water. There was no land in sight.
Captain Stark was standing with her feet apart on one of the decks and felt her ship rising with the waves. The sea-spray was blowing in her face. High in the air, the sails were blowing.
Stark was the only woman who was captain of a sailboat. It was normally a job that was only done by men. But she leaded her crew with a strictness and intensity of hand. No man on her crew would ever risk contradicting her; they were too afraid to do such a thing.
She walked from one end of the ship to the other and barked orders at her crew. One sailor was starting to work on one of the two lifeboats because the tarpaulin that covered the boat had loosened during the night. Suddenly he stopped in his movements. "Hey, come hear. Looked at that – there's a boy lying in the boat. I think he's dead!"
The crew ran to the lifeboat and looked, surprised, at it. When the captain reached it, they made room for her. She looked in the boat. Inside laid a thin blond teenager, stiff with seawater and frost.
Stark rounded on two men and gave them orders with a rough and emotionless voice. "Wake him up!"
Both men grabbed the boy and pulled him in a standing position. The kid woke up dazed. He was irritated for a moment, but then suddenly his memories came back and he was fully awake.
Captain Stark looked coldly at the teenager. The two men had still there hold on his arms. "What's your name?"
The strange blong boy looked at her, frightened. He was too afraid to speak. Stark didn't like that. She lifted her hand and hit him in the face. The teenager groaned from the pain of the blow and tried to pull himself together. It was the same spot were his stepbrother had hit him.
Captain Stark looked into his deep blue eyes. "I want your name, now."
"Lucas, Lucas Holt," said the boy quietly.
The woman never let the teenager look away from her eyes. "What are you doing on my ship?"
When Lucas didn't answer immediately, the two crewmen grabbed his arms tighter. Pain was shooting through them now. It felt like they were breaking his bones and stopping his blood. "I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have climbed on your ship...I just tried to hide...I didn't plan on sleeping here. I'm so sorry!"
Captain Stark looked at him closely, and then, she nodded to the two men who were holding Lucas and gave an order. "Throw him off boat!"
The teenager was shocked. What little colour left in his face was quickly gone. "What?" He must have heard something wrong. They couldn't throw him off the boat. That would be his death for sure!
The crew stepped away from the lifeboat and made room. The two sailors took an even tighter hold on Lucas and pushed him to the rail. The other seamen laughed, amused. The teenager tried to free himself but he had no chance against the two grown men. He started to scream and beg. "Please, don't...you can't do this...you'll kill me. Please don't, I'll do everything you want, but please let me live!"
But all the begging and pleading in the world couldn't help. Before Lucas could say anything more, the sailors took him by the arms and legs and threw him over the rail and into the cold water.
*********
Gasping hard for air, Lucas came back to the surface. The saltwater was stinging his hands and knee again. He couldn't believe it. They had really thrown him off the boat, and they had enjoyed it!
The ship wasn't stopping; they sailed farther and farther away. But even at this distance, the boy could still see the name of the sailboat. "Delta 4". Nobody had ever taught the boy how to read, but he had a really good memory. He just memorized the letters he saw, but at the same time he wondered why he did that. There was no way that he would ever need to. But he did it anyway. Remembering things had always been easy for him.
His gaze fell on the top of the mast. There was a black flag, with a white skull with crossbones. Pirates!
The ship kept on sailing away, and it was becoming smaller and smaller. Lucas felt the panic rising up inside him. It didn't matter in which direction he looked, everywhere was the same view. Water, water and water. Nothing but water. He just decided on one direction and started to swim. He wouldn't give up so easily, he was a fighter after all. Even if he wouldn't make it, he would have at last tried it.
**********
Time passed, and the teenager realized that his arms were becoming heavier and heavier from the continuous swimming. He wouldn't last much longer, and he was fighting unconsciousness.
Suddenly he felt something touch his right leg. A grey shadow was swimming beside him and broke the surface. Lucas gave a shrill scream. But then he relised what was in front of him. It was a dolphin!
Years ago, his grandmother had told him legends about this animal and had showed the teenager a painting of a dolphin. His granny had talked about friendly dolphins that helped humans. The one in the story hadn't been dangerous. But what about this animal? Was he also peaceful?
The blond boy and the grey dolphin looked into each other's eyes for a long time. It was as if the dolphin knew that the teenager needed his help and couldn't swim much longer on his own.
Suddenly the teenager heard a voice in his head.
+"Hold on tight!" +
Lucas looked around -where was that voice coming from? Then he heard it again.
+"Hold on my back fin." +
The wet teenager looked surprised at the dolphin. Had he really said that?
+"Yes, this was me. Hold on."+
Lucas was too exhausted to wonder about any of it. He just did what the voice in his head told him to do. He carefully and slowly put his hand on the fin of the dolphin and held onto it. The dolphin carefully began to swim, trying not to lose the boy.
Only a few minutes later, Lucas lost consciousness. The animal had never carried a human before, but the dolphin made its way and didn't lose him. He swam slowly, towing the boy through the water. He would try everything to keep his new friend alive.
**********
To Be Continued...
Written 2003 / Translated March 2004
Hope you like it! The seaQuest will appear in the next chapter, with a a
spezial role for Benjamin Krieg. :-)