Claxton 2: The Curse of Poseidon

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Gift of the Claxton

Song: "Sirenix (Male Version)"

        Gina, Tracey's best tern friend, flew extremely far out in the Atlantic Ocean. She wouldn't have gotten this far if it wasn't for the waves helping her. They made sure she moved really fast so she could catch up to her friend. As the waves and wind took her, the tern frightfully peered down on the ocean for a sign, and within another hour and half, she saw something. In the fairly calm ocean floated a raft, Ronda's raft! On the raft under the bright sunshine lied a figure. Gina immediately knew who it was, and so did the waves because they let her go.

"Tracey!" she yelled, and she quickly flew towards the raft, landing on its mast. The sail wasn't up. From where she was perched, the tern glanced down to the wood and squawked. She looked right into the face of Merlin's apprentice, Tracey. Just seeing him caused her to sigh a breath of relief. It was a miracle! He wasn't dead! Well, not yet. Something terrible had happened to him though. It wasn't long until he squirmed and lifted his hand to block the rays of the sun. Gina carried on with her squawking and yelled, "Wake up, Tracey! It's me! It's Gina!"

"Gina?" he feebly asked, and Gina nodded. Still not fully awake, the young apprentice lowered his hand and rested it on his forehead. With a grunt, he turned and put his face to the raft's wet wood. Gina squawked once again, and here, Tracey snapped awake. He gasped and quickly jumped to his knees, "Gina!" His golden brown eyes landed on her perching on the mast, "What happened?! Where are Emilee and Jesse?! Where's their island?!" He didn't remember anything after eating breakfast. His mind was a total blank. He didn't even remember his attack on Emilee and Jesse and Emilee's capture.

"Emilee and Jesse?" Gina asked as a question mark appeared above her head. Flapping her wings, she hopped off the mast and soared down to her friend, "Who are Emilee and Jesse?"

"I've got to find them." Tracey calmly spoke, "I can't tell you right now, Gina. Right now, you need to help me search for their island."

"But, Tracey, we're in the Atlantic Ocean. There could be tons of islands around."

"Trust me. I'll know Emilee and Jesse's island when I see it. Now get cracking and help me."

"Well, excuse me." There was definitely something going on with Merlin's apprentice. He never bossed Gina around, but only because she was his friend and wanted him to get off the ocean, she helped him search for an island. While she did, she hoped that one day Tracey's true self would return.

        Merlin's eighteen-year-old apprentice stood up on his shaky legs and looked in every direction for some sign of land. The attack on Emilee and Jesse had him so wiped out that he had to hold onto the mast to support himself. Gina plopped onto his head and looked in the same direction as him. They searched for a good forty-five minutes but didn't see anything. All they saw was ocean. Ocean, ocean, and more ocean.

It went on forever. "Don't you see?" Gina asked as the sun's rays toasted her and her friend, "We're in the middle of nowhere. None of this would've happened if you just stayed on Coutarine Island! You are so off course. By the rate you're going, you will never make it to Bermuda or that so-called island this Emilee and Jesse live on."

Just as she said that though, Tracey actually saw something, "There it is!" and pointed forward to the horizon.

"What?" Gina asked.

"Just look!" and Gina did. She was surprised to find out that her friend was right! Beyond the raft's bow and sitting far away on the horizon was an island! Right now it appeared as just a small shadow, but it was still an island. "I told you I could find their island!" Tracey bragged to his friend. He quickly opened the compartment that used to hold his food and pulled out his spyglass. The young man put it to his eye and focused it forward on the figure, "Yep, that is definitely their island. It's probably going to take us about a day to reach it though. I hope they don't mind."