Stronger Than Glass

Sequel to Cold as Glass

End of the Glass Trilogy

A Captain's Adventure

Chapter 12

"Barbossa, ahead!" Will shouting warning, obvious motioning for the uncertain horizon ahead of us.

But by the merry smile upon my father's face, I bit my tongue in fear. In fear of what could possibly be making him so cheery.

"Aye, we're good and lost now." My father sang off-tune, as he directed the boat right into the uncertain horizon.

I reeled back slightly, bumping back into my husband, who clutched me close to him, so we both didn't fall back onto Gibbs-who had followed behind our steps.

"Lost?" Elizabeth screeched, coming up next to me and Sirius, with Pintel and Ragetti behind her-both with fear written across their faces, nervously tapping their fingers together.

I sent my father a glare, urging him to explain himself. After all, what was the point for getting a map, when we were getting lost!

"For certain you have to be lost," my father glanced about all the starring faces that huddled around him," to find a place as can't be found. Elseways, everyone would know where it was."

I smiled remembering Jack saying that when I was a mere child, when he let me look at the many things he kept upon his belt. It was probably the first and only time Jack had ever let someone touch his personal belongings which he held most dear. And that is when he told me:

Pirate Rule Number Eight- You have to be lost, to find a place which can't be found. Or Else everyone would know where it lay.

"We're gaining speed!" Gibbs announced in alarm, as he rushed to the side of the ship.

My father's eyes widened dramatically, starring out into the sky which was drastically darkening and loosing its once beautiful shine. "Aye!"

But I knew with my father's crazy antics, we all had to be on our top game, making me sound off (like a blaring bugle boy)," To stations! Now! All hands to stations!"

We all rushed around like chickens, with our heads chopped off, each rushing to our appropriate station in hopes of coming out of this with our lives and bodies still intact.

Sirius took over the shouting for me, before my throat went raspy like it had done so many times before. "Rudder full! Hard aport! Gather way!"

Men began jumping up from their sleep and dazed positions from the commotion, joining us in our running about the vessel.

"Nay!" My father shouted over Sirius," Let her run straight and true!"

I gawked at my husband, but before either of us could react, Ragetti grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the railing.

There, gathering in our own small crowd, Sirius, Pintel, Ragetti, and I looked over the edge of the ship, only to find the mist intensifying. But what was even worse was the sight of a water fall, of sorts, being created, literally bringing into the mind the term "World's End".

I felt my breath get caught in my throat, realizing that my father was going to drive us straight over the edge. And we may not survive, unless by some extreme circumstance.

All I could do at that moment to contain myself, was grab onto Sirius and hold him for dear life, not once minding that several of Tai's fellow crew members were starring at us oddly. They were caught in shock that I would actually show this much trust in a man I supposed tried to kill in his sleep.

And in return, Sirius wrapped his arms around me tighter, as he kept starring out at the approaching doom. A doom Sirius and I had avoided for many years now. But…I think this time; fate had finally caught up with us. We had met our match, through my father's insanely manic ideas and way of pursuit.

"Blimey!" Ragetti gasped, looking at me and Sirius, then over at Pintel-whose jaw had dropped, leaving his mouth wide open. Letting out a stench of rotten breath.

I heard Elizabeth growl in her loud voice, which was driven upon her sheer opinions only," You've doomed us all!"

"Don't be so unkind," my father growled back at her sarcastically, walking behind us. "You may not survive to pass this way again, and these be the last friendly words you'll hear." He reached out and menacingly touching Elizabeth's jaw, making her visibly jump.

Yet despite all of Will's shouting for someone to help tie the boat off, I couldn't move. I couldn't find the courage to break apart from my husband, as we kept approaching the end with our speed only accelerating.

The boat shifted, so the side Sirius, Pintel, Ragetti, and I twisted about and faced the edge of the drop-off.

Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw people beginning attaching themselves to certain parts of the ship in hopes to come out of this in maybe one piece. Even my own father was holding onto rope and railing, trying to sturdy himself with his intense grin.

Suddenly Sirius broke one of his arms away from my body, grabbing onto the ropes hanging above us, and then pushed his foot into a crevasse in the railings. He was anchoring us to the ship, so we would be together during the fall.

Hopefully we would come out of this together and unscathed, or else die glorious together just the way "star-crossed" lovers should.

I held onto Sirius tighter, as the edge came closer and closer. I could feel the light mist of water tickling my cheek, from the waterfall. Forcing me to look up at Sirius one last time.

"I love you," I shakily breathed, feeling my eyes well up in tears. "Don't let go of me, please." I felt myself childishly beg, as I buried my face against his strong chest, where I heard his heart feverishly beating.

I didn't want to die, or live without Sirius.

Sirius squeezed me only tighter; making sure nothing could separate us. He kissed the top of my forehead, upon my hairline just in front of my hat, proclaiming in a very serious tone," I won't every let go of you, love. I've learned my lesson once before, and I won't let it happen again."

I felt the boat tipping upward, as is Will's dropped anchor was finally catching us from going over the edge. But the water was becoming so strong, that I felt us going near vertical.

I heard my father demonically laugh over people's cries of worry.

Sirius completely held our bodies together and to the ship-while my body clung to his, we went straight backwards over the waterfall. As soon as I felt the boat completely tip backwards, I pinched my eyes shut, as hard as I could, squeezed my husband with all my might, and prayed to god that we would get out of this alive and would still be in each other's arms.

In our arms now, and forever more. Until death do we part…