The Fallen Stars

Chapter 45 Esme.

I scream and cry as I watch my brother fall into the dark hole, blood gushing from his body. Maria lets me go and I run to the hole, but Damiao grabs my arms so that I won't jump in after him. "Let me go!" I yell at Damiao. "Esme. He's gone." He says gently. NO HE CAN'T BE GONE! HE CAN'T! "AINSLEY!" I scream, the hole echoes but he doesn't answer. "He can't be gone." I whisper. My blood runs cold, and all of the sudden I feel faint. 

And then darkness.

"Esme!" A low voice calls.

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I wake up buy a slow rocking motion, I slowly open my eyes. Damiao is holding me, we're sitting on a dark wooden floor. And iron bars surrounds us. We're on a ship. "Where are we?" I say, barely a whisper. "Hey, how are you feeling?" He whispers. I frown at his worried face, but then the memories of the attack flashes back into my mind. And I burry my face into his shoulder as let go of a few soft sobs. As I'm crying I notice there's a few more cells fulled with Damiao's crew. Hae, Theo, and Abner is in the cell next to us. "Where are we?" I ask again against his shoulder. He hugs me. "Maria's ship." He whispers. I pull away just to look him in the face. "Why?" I ask confused. I thought we were to be executed. "Maria convinced my father to torture us is to take over the island and watch as everything burns to the ground." He says, I can see he's picturing it in his mind as the words leaves his lips. I picture it as well. The children killed, fathers mothers, all dead. And no Ainsley to save them. 

"Land Ahead!" A faroff voice yelled above us. 

"We must get out of here." I say, standing up too quickly, making my head spin. Damiao jumps to his feet to help me stay on my feet. "We can't, we already tried." He says standing next to me. "Those people can't die!" I snap at him, he takes a step back. "We already tried Esme. ME. The best escape artest, can't open the bloody locker!" Hae says coldly, staning up. "You must have done something wrong." I scold, as I start yanking at the bar door. "Esme!" Damiao says grabbing my arms, but I hold on tight. "I will not let my brother's legacy be destroyed!" I yell at them. "Esme, we're not the enemy here." Damiao whispers. His face sad. "Well, you might not be. But your still the bloody son." I hiss at him, I immidiatly regret that I said that. He steps away slowly, and nods his head slower, like the words cutting him to shreds and he's trying to not react. "Damiao..." I whisper, hating myself. He shakes his head, as he moves to be on the other side of the cell. "I'm sorry." I whisper, breaking down into tears. I fall to my knees and cover my face as I sob again. "It's fine." He says, but I can hear it in his voice. He's blaming himself for everything that happened to me. 

I look up at him, I shakely get up and stride to hug him tightly. "I shouldn't have said that. I'm sorry." I say resting my right cheek against his chest. "It's not your fault. I'm not blaming you Damiao. I'm not blaming you at all." I try to reasure him. He slowly wraps his arms around my neck and back. "I'm not blaming you." I whisper over and over again. Trying to make him believe. "I'm sorry." I whisper after a while. He's been silently crying into my shoulder and hair. 

"I'm sorry I couldn't stop my father or my sister." He says under his breathe. "It's okay." I say. My voice calm, although my body feels shaky, and my heart shattered. 

I feel the the anchor falls loose, to the bottom of the sea. I feel it finds its place on the floor. And then it all went quiet. Not a movement or a sound from Maria's crew. "Where's Warrick?" I ask softly, suddenly remembering him. "His family escaped. He is on Casimero's ship." He answers just as soft. 

"And he will die, if we don't stop my father now." A voice says from outside the cell. Maria moves out of the shadows, and into the candlelight. She's quite beautiful, but I know she is deadly. 
A glint of her eyes, and a small smirk, let's me know she changed her side, for real this time. 

"Let's go hunt the sea-monster." She says, with a deadly smile.