Son of Calypso (h20vanoss)

~Chapter Thirteen~

Four days; four days since Jonathan's death, and Evan hasn't moved or eaten. His friends try and comfort him, but they do not know what to do. He just remains there, unsleeping.
"Come on Evan," David persisted, "I know you're still heartbroken, but you gotta eat something. Anything."
Evan didn't respond. Craig, Brock, Lui, and Scotty sat together in a bundle. They haven't said a word either, considering that Jonathan was their childhood friend. They couldn't think of anything else as they sat together. Brian walked to the edge of his cell, and reached out for Brock. Brock saw this, and did the same; their fingertips barely touching.
"Everything is gonna be ok," he tried smiling, "I'm sure we-"
A loud explosion interrupted the moment, and yelling and shouting was heard above and around. This finally snapped Evan out of his dead trance, to spring up and look around with the others. Craig peeked through a small peek hole in his cell, and saw a ship attacking the one they were on. It had white sails, and he could barely make out the flag. He gasped.
"It's Captain Mark's ship!," he cried to the others.
Another loud bang was heard as they covered their ears.
"They boarded!," they heard one of the crew yell out, "They- ack!"
Footsteps pounded down as they finally saw the familiar face of Jack. Jack spotted them and smiled in joy.
"Jack!," Scotty, Lui, Craig, and Brock cried out in joy.
"Guys!," Jack shot the lock, "How are you guys here?! And alive?!"
They pointed to the other pirate captains across from them. Jack glared at them as they had blank faces. Lui placed a hand on Jack's shoulder.
"Please Jack," he pleaded, "They spared us. Give them a fair chance to talk."
Jack sighed as he shot their lock as well. They rushed through the chaos and back aboard their original ship, sailing fast and far away. Captain Mark, alive and well, came slowly down the stairs to the main deck, eyeing the pirate captains who stood idle and silent.
"If you guys spared them," Mark snarked, "Where's Jonathan."
At the sound of his name, Craig cracked, letting out a small sob while Scotty tried to comfort him. Mark turned to them with a worried look. Scotty looked at him with salty tears pouring down his eyes.
"C-captain C-C-CaRtOoNz...he...he chained him up...threw him over-," he couldn't complete his sentence without cracking himself.
Mark's eyes widened, Jack covered his mouth with tears coming down, and the pirate captain's bowed their heads. Evan had tears pouring down his face. He saw someone walk up in front of him. He looked up to see Mark, him holding a hand out for him to take.
"If I sneak you some ships," he offered, "You're going to help me destroy the Flying Dutchman."
Evan shook his hand.
"It will be our pleasure," Evan growled.
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Jonathan felt the water encase him when he fell in. He heard his beloved Evan scream as he sunk beneath the blue. He began to struggle. Thinking of ways how to escape his watery grave.
No!, he wanted to cry, Not like this! Please!
He continued to struggle as he finally felt the rocky bottom of the sea. He started to lose more air as he watched the ship take sail away. He felt himself lose conscious as he started to welcome death.
I love you Evan..., he closed his eyes.
He was cold, and it was dark; there didn't seem anything left.
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Jonathan was cold and lifeless. His locket then started to float out from under his shirt, and floated next to his head. It sent out a pulse that rippled through the murky water. Tentacles slithered out from the darkest depths, unlatching Jonathan from his chains. They held him up to a great eye, as the creature looked curiously at him. Jonathan's eyes snapped open, looking back at the creatures eye.
I await your orders, it said to him.
Take me to the world's end, Jonathan ordered.
The creature started to make a swim for it, with Jonathan standing on the creatures back, his blue eyes seeming to glow as his expression grew serious.
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"Captain CaRtOoNz," one of the cursed crew members said to his captain, "We are nearing the section to summon the kraken."
"Excellent work," the captain smirked, "Keep on course full, I don't want to keep the sea waiting for her new master any longer."
The person nodded, and started ordering the others to work harder. CaRtOoNz smirked more as he watched the ocean ahead.
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The end is coming, and the great storm will rage against the waves.