Reaver couldn't have been more shocked when he saw Sparrow fly off the ship. He tried to hold her on, but his accursed glove had slipped off letting her fall to the ocean's mercy.
He wasn't sure how the wind caught her, but it was unmistakable that she would drown.
They were close to the edge of the storm. If only she had waited another few minutes before she created this inconvenience.
The pirate dived off the ship after her, once someone else took the helm. Hopefully, he'll see his ship later one. There she was, but unconscious. Oh dear.
Reaver swam to her and grabbed her. The storm still waged, pulling them under and the extra weight made it more difficult to kick back to the surface. The waters carried them to where it pleased since the most the pirate could do was keep them afloat.
He knew they were pushed to some sort of land, as he could feel it underneath him. The clouds from the storm hid the sun's rays, creating such darkness that he hadn't seen since that day in Oakvale.
Reaver pulled Sparrow a little way onto the land and checked her heart. Still alive, but not breathing.
He placed his lips onto hers and blew air into her lungs. Suddenly, the little bird started coughing out water and passed out again, this time, breathing.
The Pirate was exhausted from the fight against the waters to claim what is his. His vision left him as well, to rid his weariness.
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The Unwilling Queen of Pirates
FanfictionIt's been about six years since the death of Lucien and Sparrow made her wish. She wished she could be selfish and save her dog but her heart was pure. While the workers were saved and returned home lost and confused, Sparrow had lost everything. He...
