Father Hurley cleared his throat as he opened his book. He took a deep breath then spoke loud enough for all within the chapel to hear.
"Marriage. Marriage's what brings us together today. Marriage, that blessed arrangement; that dream…within a dream."
He was interrupted by Ethan shouting outside: "STAND YOUR GROUND, MEN! STAND YOUR GROUND!"
Outside, the guards stared horrified at a large, menacing, hooded figure moving towards them.
A booming voice came from underneath the hood, "I am the Dread Pirate Sayid!"
His name terrified them further as he continued.
"There will be NO survivor!"
Had they been smart, they would've noticed it was Eko shrouded in a black cloak standing in a wheel barrow, which was being pushed by Sawyer, who was struggling with pushing the heavy wheel barrow and carrying the still-limp Charlie on his back.
"Now?" Sawyer groaned silently.
"Not yet," Charlie whispered.
"My men are here!" Eko continued threateningly. "I am here! But soon, YOU will not be HERE!"
"Now?" Sawyer groaned with a strain in his voice.
"Alright. Light him."
Sawyer took a lit candle and held it to the cloak, which caught the flame and suddenly the hooded figure was engulfed by the flames. The guards were now completely intimidated at the now flaming large figure moving closer to them.
Eko didn't seem phased by the heat, as he threatened louder. "THE DREAD PIRATE SAYID TAKES NO SURVIVORS! ALL YOUR WORST NIGHTMARES ARE ABOUT TO COME TRUE!"
Hurley continued the ceremony, although he seemed to be muttering.
"Then love…true love…will follow you…forever…"
The commotion outside was still going on and Locke was starting to become worried. As Hurley continued, he motioned Cooper to take the guards inside and see to it.
"THE DREAD PIRATE SAYID IS HERE FOR YOUR SOULS!"
That was it! The men started scattering, abandoning their posts, ignoring Ethan's order to stay and fight. Now all that was left was the captain, cowering in fear at the sight of the large figure advancing toward him.
"So treasure your love…"
"Skip to the end!" Locke ordered.
"Dude, this is sacred. I can't just…"
"SKIP TO THE END!" Locke repeated, through grit teeth.
Hurley sighed as flipped the pages to the ending of the ceremony.
"Do you have the ring?"
Claire smirked at Locke as he took out the wedding ring. "Charlie's coming now."
Locke grinned evilly as he put the ring on her finger. "Charlie is dead. I killed him myself."
Claire's heart almost skipped a beat as he spoke. But her eyes narrowed as she searched his.
"Then why are you frightened?"
Locke just sneered as he looked back at Hurley.
Eko whipped off the cloak as Sawyer carried Charlie, who was carrying Eko's staff, towards the gate.
"Eko! The portcullis!" Charlie shouted.
Sure enough, the portcullis was falling towards the ground, in an attempt to block their way into the castle. But Eko managed to grab it in time, and with his strength pushed it back up, allowing Sawyer to drag Charlie in and Eko to follow.
Sawyer used his free hand to point the tip of his sword to the alarmed Ethan.
"Give us the gate key!"
"I-I have no gate key," Ethan stammered.
Sawyer looked at Eko. "Rip his arms out."
"Oh this gate key!" Ethan replied cheerfully as he held the key for Eko to take it and unlock the gate, allowing Sawyer to carry Charlie inside.
"Wait!" Charlie spoke.
Using what strength he had, Charlie managed to swing the arm holding Eko's staff at Ethan, knocking him out.
Sawyer and Eko looked at Charlie with astonishment.
Charlie grinned. "I owed him that."
"And do you, Princess Claire…"
"Man and wife! Say 'Man and wife'!" Locke shouted.
"Okay. Fine. Man and wife."
Locke stood up and gave Claire's hand to the king.
"Escort the bride to the honeymoon suite. I'll be there shortly."
The king nodded, excited that his son was finally married, as he led Claire away.
"He didn't come…" she breathed.
Why didn't he come? Was Locke telling the truth this time? No, her heart was telling her. Charlie was still alive. Maybe he really did feel betrayed by her and gave up on her.
Whatever the reason, it didn't matter anymore. Now she was married. To someone she didn't love.
Tired of how cruel fate was to her, she decided that once she reached the honeymoon suite, she'd kill herself.
"Dumbest wedding ever," Father Hurely mumbled. "I oughta go with funerals."
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