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Chapter 18: A Damsel's Savior Has Come
"Yer goin' te die, lassie…" Captain Ringer's horrendous and disgusting voice stabbed Enola's ears like foul poison. Enola could feel her bare feet sloshing in the cold water of the sea as she finally reached the ocean, sword held up. She was breathing wildly and her heart was painfully hammering against her chest. Enola's limbs shook with fatigue and she felt so very exhausted and tired. Captain Ringer came at her once more, still as strong as he first started out. He slashed at her, catching her in the shoulder deeply. Enola gasped and dropped her sword, blood flying from her first wound. She staggered backwards before dropping into the water, her blood coloring the ocean's water. Weakly, her hand came up and clutched at the long and deep wound that she had received from the monstrous captain, tears escaping her eyes.
Captain Ringer stepped closer to her, cutlass held over her bleeding and exhausted body. He was grinning cruelly again as the sounds of battle behind him started to diminish slowly. The beast of a captain didn't think about that at the moment though. At the moment, he was too occupied with Enola. He crouched down to her level and ran his cutlass along her exposed thigh, drawing blood. Enola flinched in pain, but didn't make any noise. She didn't want to give the captain that satisfaction. The girl watched him, holding nothing but hate for him.
"I was still goin' te 'ave some fun with ye, lassie," the captain admitted lowly, nastily. "But ye left me no choice but te kill ye. Now…die!" Captain Ringer was about to pierce Enola's heart with his curved blade, but something deflected the blow and made him stumble back in shock, falling down onto his rear.
"Nobody is going to die by your hand today, father," a voice spat in disgust.
Enola brought her gaze up and was shocked and relieved to see Jaymz standing there, soaked with seawater. He was holding his own curved blade and hatred burned in his green eyes. There was no mercy evident there and there definitely wasn't any sympathy. If he was going to kill his father, he was going to do it right then and there.
"Jaymz…!" Enola exclaimed weakly, reaching a bloody hand up towards him.
Jaymz lowered his vision to the girl below him. "Enola…" he breathed, crouching low to scoop her up into his arms, holding her close to his body. "I told you I'd come back for you. I'm here, Enola."
Enola leaned against him, shutting her eyes and feeling secure and safe in his arms. "How did you survive? I thought…I thought the sharks ate you."
Jaymz shook his head. "No, Enola. Usually when someone walks the plank, there has to be blood first. Sharks react to blood. There was no blood present in the water while I was in there, so I managed to escape," he explained to her, pressing a kiss to her cheek in a very affectionate manner. "I'm here. I'm alive."
"I'm glad you are…" Enola whispered.
Suddenly, Captain Ringer jumped to his feet laughing wickedly and shaking his head. "Ye think yer goin' te kill me, boy?" he questioned him deviously. "I'm yer FATHER!"
"Not anymore," Jaymz stated coldly, gazing at his father with nothing but contempt and resentment. "You stopped being my father when you made me walk the plank."
Captain Ringer froze.
"I don't care what happens to you," Jaymz went on acidly. "If you die, so be it. There will be no remorse from me, Captain Ringer."
Unleashing an ugly and disturbing howl of pure rage, Captain Ringer dashed forward with his weapon held high. Jaymz went to block it, but he had dropped his own weapon when he had scooped Enola into his arms. If he were going to stop the shot, he was too late.
A miracle happened.
A harpoon pierced the devious captain in the back and protruded from his chest. Captain Ringer stopped in his tracks, all color draining from his face. He croaked pathetically before falling down into the water, instantly dying.
The Mariner stood there, bloody harpoon in his hand. Blood and Helen stood at his sides, unharmed. Behind them all, the bodies of all the vicious pirates decorated the sandy beach.
Enola lifted her face from Jaymz's shirt and gazed at the three individuals, smiling weakly. "Helen…my friend…Blood…" she whispered before everything went black.
