"Can you see anything?!" Eddie screamed as the rain. Nay, a typhoon slpattered across the deck, waves of white capped azure saltwater ripped against the wood against the side paneling of the ship
Tune screamed back "Nay! I cannot see the shine of the stars!" He squinted and even tried to view through his sextant. But still nothing was seen as the water splattered against the lens
Note held herself as she rocked back and forth beneath the Deck. A scream suddenly came through the ship causing eddie to snap around and run down the stairs and into the huge common room that was separated into multiple areas of entertainment
"Captain!" His feet strode meters in moment and crouched next to Note who held Riff in her arms…His dear drummer… "Riff!" He screamed. The woman in his arms was bleeding from the back of the head "What happened?!"
"I don't know! One second she was there and then the next…She had fallen!" Riff was…Just human. She was not supernaturally strong or fast like Vox, the brute strength and weapon mastery of hook…
"Get Dr. Clef down hear!" He yelled for the man with the large chin to come to help the woman he loved. "Stay with me now" Blood covered his hand as he held her hair from the back of her head
Warm…Sticky and smelling of metal
"Where?!" Clef asked as he rushed over to Riff and took to a knee. Riff. She wasn't the physically healthiest. She'd taken to journeying with Eddie for the pure reason that she knew she may not live a short life worth while. Her immune system compromised, becoming sick easily. Her body was frail…And yet she loved…Intimately…Eddie. He was a devastated.
His scream filled the underdeck
But he couldn't mourn the death yet. They needed to keep moving, and get out of this storm!
"Tune! Tell me youve got something ready or see something coming through that damnedable Typhoon Hurricane!"
"We're headed towards a Maelstrom…" He grit his teeth. "Maelstrom?! The ship wont be able to handle that if we don't head away from it…How big?"
"Big enough that it'd swallow us whole. The only thing near is that wall of fog…But…That might be…"
"Be what?" Eddie took his shades off and looked at the Navigator "The Bleak Passage. I've heard stories about it. A dead zone where ships disappear…" A voice then broke through behind the two. The main navigator that worked with Tune, Pace
"The Black Straight? Are you sure?" He snatched the spyglass and looked across the way to. He couldn't see the sea bed. Which would have determined his suspicions.
"I was wrong about rain…This was no storm I predicted it would. But…I say this as I advise that we should certainly not take that path…."
Workers began to tug on ropes and adjust the sails. Changing their direction to shift ruttars below to shift them away from the Maelstrom. It quickly began to ride the way around the Maelstrom, going on the long way around to avoid the entrance to the Black Pass.
But all could not go well, the sails bellowed hard and began to rip and tear before the large mast suddenly snapped! "Look out!" Eddie screamed, taking his axe and slicing the thing into multiple wooden chunk! But it caused loss in direction!
The ship began to fall into the Maelstrom. Riding across the whirlpool like a piece of debris. People below crashed and fell hard. Many injured, and some sustained grave wounds!
Eddie gripped the side of the railing as he saw the death of over a hundred coming closer and closer! "You all! Get those sails pointed West! Were heading into the Black!"
"Bu-" Pace and Tune attempted to protest
But eddie cut them off "Just do it! We need to get out of this Storm now!"
Tugs of rope, lengths cut in frenzy, and sails lowered and turned to face west, Salty wind from the typhoon filling the fabric and pushing the Ship upwards against the force of billions of tons of water, and releasing them from its vortex!
"Go! We will not let some water take us, the Roar of The Seas, to the its depth! We will not die this day! But we will live and follow through that wall of black a pierce it like we've pierced the air without music from our souls!" Eddie shouted in a fiery amount of conviction to stir the spirits of the crew into a roar!
The ship split across the waves and shot out of the Maelstrom and crashed against the waves and headed towards the black fog that was thick like miasma! Only to breath through a moment later and-
All thunder, all rain, all mist and the crushing waves…
Ceased all movements
It was as if water from a spigot suddenly turned a valve and the heavens stopped its downpour. Leaving those on the deck nothing but soaked to the bone as though water was about to permeate their skin and bloat them from the slick liquid and salt that swept away their skins oils. Leaving their hands wrinkled, and their clothes damp
"Haff…Haff…We've done!" Chord. The Leader of the Workers hopped down. His coveralls soaked as his chubby form was slick and hair damp.
"Aye we did…But its not done yet…We must check on the others…"
Clef tended to dozens of those below the Deck. Some…Had perished. Being wracked so hard that they had bones snapped, and brains rattled to death…Others bled. And some left only dazed…
but this. Was only the beginning of the traumas to come.