Chapter 13
Rhia ran faster than she had ever believed she could. She didn't know if David saw or not but she had. Hidden in the middle of the group had been Davy Jones himself, tentacles and all. He had personally come for her or David but considering the circumstances she was currently the more likely candidate. She could here some of the crew crashing around behind her. She ran faster, leaping over logs and through bushes. She jumped, trying to avoid the nettles but failed and fell, her legs getting covered in the wretched plant. She staggered to her feet, legs burning. But she ran on now gasping for breath, she had to make it to the beach, she didn't know why but she did, some part of her said to run to the beach. She ran faster, then something else inside began screaming a warning, telling her to stop. But she couldn't her legs wouldn't let her she continued to run faster and faster, unable to stop. Suddenly a massive claw cut in front of her path like a tree branch and caught her around her throat. She was conscious long enough to see she had been caught by Davy Jones himself, before he tightened his rip cutting off her oxygen and she fell limp.
Meanwhile on the far side of the island David was still running, praying and hoping that Rhia was alright, safe and alive. But as the crashing grew louder he knew he had his own problems to worry about, the crew was quickly gaining speed and hot on his tail. He ran faster crashing through the undergrowth he fell out of the trees and onto the warm soft sand. She scrambled to his feet, but it was too late. The crew had surrounded him. Thoughts quickly raced through his head. He wasn't exactly needed, so he would have to act like he didn't want to die, in truth he didn't but he wouldn't normally beg. He began shaking giving the impression that he was petrified.
"Now who do we have here? You're not dieing, are you scared of death lad?" Jones asked in his icy voice as he walked up. As David looked up he saw Rhia limp and lifeless looking thrown casually over his shoulder. David couldn't speak so he just nodded, his eyes widened in fear and worry over Rhia just enhanced the effect he was going for. He was hunched over, hiding his fingers, which were crossed, so as to make any agreements null and void.
"I see, I can delay that, I can offer you something. It would prolong the fate and sentence. Will you serve me? One hundred years before the mast?" Davy Jones asked. David looked up at him with petrified eyes and nodded. Davy Jones nodded and said;
"Welcome aboard lad. Your first task is to see to your friend. She had an unfortunate run-in with my claw." Davy said and threw Rhia's limp body at him. He caught her and started to stager slightly but caught himself. He followed the crew aboard the Dutchman then headed to the foreyard, where he could take care of her.
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Valinor's Twilight: Thanks for the advice, and thanks for the review. I'll definatly keep the advice in mind.
StargateAngel101: Well, didn't exaclty make it but it makes the story intersting i'll tell you that. In one upcoming chapter it's a bit of a copy from the POTC:DMC.
NarnianPirate: Yeah I guess we needed a laugh. I enjoyed writing it. I also enjoy the future chapters. Enjoy and please R&R
Bronze Wolf : I'm glad you enjyoed my last story adn am even more thrilled that you liked it enough to readthis sequal. Enjoy adn as always all comments and ideas are welcome.
