My Dreams...
Icy hands changing into a fiery touch.
Skin, smooth as silk and lips of sweet taste.
Eyes of sapphire and voice of fire,
Gentle hands upon my waist.
The Voice: "I must go now."
Myself: "Why must we part?"
The Voice: "I shall see you soon."
Myself: "Please, do not leave me."
The Voice: "I will never leave you."
Longing love and fiery desire, forever lost within the fire.
"Phantess? Captain Phantess? NICOLE?!" A figure shouted.
"Gasps What?!" I reply my breath fast and my heart racing.
"We have come upon the coast. We are ready to dock when you are." Melissa stated.
"I'll be a moment." I reply, putting my hand on my chest as I try to catch my breath.
"What's wrong? You look as if you've seen a ghost!" Melissa asked concern flooded her hazel eyes.
A Ghost...
"It's nothing... It... was... Nothing." I reply as I crawl out of bed.
"You can't hide this for too long. After we make landfall you must tell me what is wrong. This is the hundredth time this week this has happened!" Melissa cried out.
"Perhaps... But not a moment sooner... How far away are we from land?" I inquired walking towards my door.
Oh those dreams...
Like fire they burn my longing heart and like ice they stop its beats; like water they drown my weary soul and like poison they make me weak.
I walk up on deck with Melissa watching my every move for my hands were quivering. As I stepped into the wondrous morning air letting it fill my lungs, I saw the coastline of the land that I was to explore. A mist coveted the docks that we came too and a cool wind blew across the hot deck of the ship.
"Welcome gents, to AFRICA!" I bellowed as we made landfall.
As we my feet touched the sandy shores of this strange new world, I heard shouts coming from off in the distance.
"CAPTAIN!! CAPTAIN!!!" cried out one of the crewmen that was exiting the ship.
"What is it man?!" I asked.
"Captain... Savage people! Skin black as the ebony night! They are coming! And THEY DO NOT LOOK PEACEFUL!" he replied.
"MEN!! GRAB YOUR SWORD AND MAKE READY YOUR GUNS! We seem to have a welcoming committee approaching fast.
As the shouts grew louder, I heard the shrieks of a crewman as he fell to his knees, dead, an arrow in his chest. I felt my legs take action as I reached for my sword, its handle gleamed gold.
Dear Captain Willington's sword... Serve me well...
As the natives of this land came running down the sandy beach, arrows and spears began to torrent from the sky. Cries of agony and last breaths were taken by the men around me as they were massacred.
I felt Melissa stand right beside me and side by side we began our charge. My sword cut through the vicious people as if they were nothing but air. Left and right they fell, their last breaths taken as their blood stained the sand around them.
As the last man fell to the earth, a cheer from what was left of the crew echoed from the ship and the surrounding shore.
"We've done it." I panted as I embraced Melissa.
That's when I felt Melissa's body flinch... I lifted her away from my embrace and saw that the color was draining from her face. Her eyes now began to flood with pain as she gasped, her knees buckling. She fell to the sand; I held her body as best I could, cradling her in my arms.
"Melissa!" I breathed, tears welling in my ruby eyes.
"Nicole... The times I have spent with you... Have been the best I've ever had." Melissa breathed her voice hoarse and her lips pale.
"No!" I breathed, "Don't go! Please don't go! Don't leave me here!" I replied my voice cracking and chocking on the tears that now fell from my eyes like autumn leaves from an oak tree.
"I'll never leave you Nicole..." She replied and with this she took her last breath and shut her eyes, never to awaken.
"No! No Melissa! NooOoOoooOoo!" I sobbed holding her limp body in my arms, pulling her close to me.
I then saw an arrow jutting out of her back right behind where her heart was: I pulled it out gently and slowly, setting it aside on the ground as I held her limp body in my arms.
I fell something fly right past my head, barely missing it. That's when I looked up from Melissa's body to see one lone women standing on the beach, a bow and arrow in hand.
"YOU BASTARD!!!" I cried out as I looked down at Melissa's limp body, "WHY DID YOU DO THIS?!?!"
"I kill for one reason." She replied.
"And what might that be?" I inquired, rising from my knelt position, setting Melissa's body gently on the ground.
"I kill for the man that has set me free." She said.
"Who is this man that has set you free?" I asked.
"That name from my lips shall it never flee." She slyly spoke.
And with that she drew back her bow and shot an arrow at me, aiming straight for my heart. It hit me with its full force, sending me to my knees. I looked down at the arrow and from its entry blood did flow. I pulled it painfully from my chest, tossing it to the earth. She stood awestruck as I dashed towards her, knocking her down to the sand.
"Who is the man that set you free?" I inquired one last time as I held the dagger next to her throat.
"That shall forever stay with me!" she breathed, raising her head and turning it to the right slitting her own throat.
As she fell back to the earth, I heard shouts from a good distance away.
Melissa's words... The mad woman's claims... Who is this man?
I began to hear my heart beat within my ears and felt the warm blood drip onto my hands from the wound inflicted by the arrow. I felt an odd sensation flitter about in my body as I fell to the sandy ground, dizziness set in and the world began to fade as one of the crew man knelt by me.
"Poison..." I breathed as the world faded away.
The Voice: You can not leave yet.
Myself: But I wish to go with you.
The Voice: It is not your time to go.
Myself: But what of her? Is there nothing I can do?
The Voice: She will be safe. Do not worry.
Myself: Why did this happen?
The Voice: You soon shall know.
Myself: Must you leave?
The Voice: Now I must go.
