Dreams on Waters - A Camren Fanfiction

Chapter 21

Ignoring the lifeless body of their companion the other natives began to approach, surrounding us. All pointing their spears in our direction. As they advanced we were slowly retreating. On instinct I got behind the brown boy, clinging to his shirt. The men of the island began to make strange noises, minutes later the guy I had seen before with the mask appeared from among the cannibals.

He was someone big who could easily be Gerd's size, the difference now was that the big man in the crew didn't scare me as much as this one. Because I knew the man with the scar wouldn't hurt me.

I watched his weapon for a moment, from it hung several bones that were tied to the most lethal end of the spear that were also accompanied by some feathers.

The one in the mask yelled something loudly to which the others responded by raising their spears and howling, ending when he raised his hand. For an instant all was silent, a very gloomy one. Their leader walked until he was in front of us, the brunette protectively threw his arms back trying to cover me with his body somehow. With a single blow the great man managed to send the boy to the ground making me let out a gasp, I brought my hands to my mouth when I saw blood come out of his mouth at the moment he moved to look with his frown at the native. However, he did not get up, he stayed in place with his hands and knees resting on the ground.

"Leave us alone, you damn beast," he said spitting out some blood.

In response, the brunette earned a kick in his side, making him fall again. The guy turned after his action, now noticing my presence. I swallowed with difficulty, remaining motionless, I didn't think I could move. A strong hand took my arm carelessly and suddenly I was being dragged among all those men by the cannibal in the mask.

"Don't hurt me, please" I spoke as I could, slapping his hand to try to get out of his grip "Look if you do you will regret it, I know a lot of people."

Ignoring what I was saying he just pushed me, making me fall near the big fire.

"Jack Sparrow won't like this, he won't like it at all," I blurted out the first thing that crossed my mind after turning to face him, still on the ground.

In the background I could see how other men were carrying the brunette, holding him by the shoulders. When they arrived they did the same as the first one so they pushed him down, dropping him right next to me. He complained as he adjusted himself to be in a way where he could have eye contact with the natives.

"Our friend Jack will kill all of you, he will kick your ass," with a frown he turned to them, showing in his eyes something that I did not know what it was.

Was it confusion or maybe fear?

I would not know it well.

"Who the hell is Jack Sparrow?" He asked quietly without meeting my eyes, still facing the men who brought him in.

"A pirate," I answered in a whisper, I was afraid to raise my voice higher, I thought that if I did they could do something to me.

"Tell me that he will come for us... He will come, right?" He waited expectantly for me to answer "Shit" he said after noticing my silence.

How could I tell him that this Jack Sparrow did not exist and that he was just a fictional character in a movie. He wouldn't even understand me.

The man in the mask shouted, drawing everyone's attention, began to speak making gestures with his hands and raising his spear, pointing at us several times. When he finished his speech a small woman came out of a kind of house made of branches and leaves, handing him a knife wrapped in a piece of red cloth. He took it with both hands showing the sharp object as he picked it up. Again the howls were present.