“William!” Jinx called, "what are they saying?”
William listened carefully then yelled, “They’re trying to decide what to do with her”
Lucky was nervous and unsure what was going on. The captain leaned over her, “I vonder, Does a sea vitch burn like those on the land?”
Lucky tried to mask her emotion “No, the sea comes to our aid.”
The captain laughed, “Really, vell dat shell be interesting to votch.” he stood and addressed his crew in French, the French sailors cheered.
“Oh?” asked the captain, “Does the sea vitch have a lover?” he smirked and shoved Jinx on to his ship ignoring the obvious resemblance between the two twins. A bottle was smashed over his head as the French sailors took him off the ship with the rest of the crew.
The captain shot the trail of gunpowder, and the flame spread quickly. Lucky was afraid. She Pulled against the bounds. This couldn’t happen not when they were so close. She started to cough on the smoke. The heat and her inability to breath added to her fear.
“Then we’d be dead. Said Ishmael.
“As long as you are alive there is always a chance that you will find a chance to free yourselves once again.” said a strange voice from a cell the crew of the rising sun had not seen anyone put into. The person stayed back hiding in the shadows.
“And who are you stranger?” asked Jonny.
“I too am a slave hoping for a chance of freedom.”
“There should have been a blast by now.” said Jinx turning his attention back to his sister.
“Let her go Jinx, there is not chance even if it doesn’t blow.” Said Jonny.
“You knew the ‘sea witch’?” asked the stranger.
“She’s my sister.”
Their was a pause, “what a strange place to find another.” Everything was quiet, “what would you answer if I was to ask, ‘who was born by the sons of God and the daughters of men?”
Jinks walked up to the bars of his cell, “I was.”