bulwark, which now hung off the ships side and dangled over the water. The ship swayed side to side as the waves pummeled from all around. The wind blew enough to make the starboard side smack sideways into the ravaging waves. Shaz ran as fast as he could. He saw that William was going to be swallowed up in the sea. He slid into the bulwark poles and wrapped one leg around them. He reached William a second before the wave toppled over the edge.
Shaz gripped him tightly and both gasped for breath as the mountain high wave crashed onto the ship. A rush of searing pain coursed into Shaz’s body from all angles. The icy cold water tried to strangle the breath out of him. It seemed like hours under the water. As he clung to William’s limp body, a sharp pain stabbed his chest. The iron rod that circled the boom had sheared off and became tangled in the ropes. It sliced through Shaz’s flesh sending deep red blood into the water.
The ship popped back into the air barely before Shaz couldn't hold his breath any longer. He gasped and slid to the deck. The sting of salt water eased into his chest replacing the icy dread. The wound was deep and about a hand and a half long. Riddick held onto the main mast as the ship corrected herself. He let go and slid over to the edge. Riddick slipped his arm around William and pulled him off of Shaz. His lips were purple, Riddick checked for breathing. He rolled him onto his side and banged on his back, to force the water out of his lungs. A moment later, Williams' lungs sprang to life and spewed the water out. He coughed and gasped as he struggled to breathe.
Another loud crack sounded in the center of the ship. What sailors were left continued to scurry about, to keep the ship from capsizing and taking the rest of them to a watery grave. Riddick ripped Shaz’s blood soaked shirt into strips and dressed the wound. With as much strength that he could muster, Shaz slowed his breathing to a steady rhythm. It seemed that for a moment the waves had let up.
“Get him below deck and into the galley, take them both to Ole'baggins, he’ll know what to do." Sebastian said.
Riddick untied the ropes from around their waists. The wind continued to whip around them. He hauled Shaz below deck to the small galley and laid him on the table then ran to find Ole Baggins.
"How in the world can that old man do anything? He’s deaf, blind and old," Riddick muttered.
He found him at the aft part of the cargo bay. Riddick grabbed his arm and led him back to Shaz. Jagwynn had found a small cubby hole in the middle of wooden crates until she saw Riddick. It was difficult to walk about the debris of the ship, let alone with a blind man. They reached the galley and Riddick led him to the table. Ole Baggins put his hands on Shaz's chest and removed the soiled cloth. Jagwynn nuzzled Shaz's leg and whined.
"Go get the boy," the old man said.
"What, you speak? I’m not leaving him," Riddick said.
"Go get William. He will die if you don’t bring him to me. Besides Jagwynn’s here and she won't let anything happen to your friend."
Riddick hesitated then dashed out of the room. He skid and slid while dodging holes in the floorboards. He swooped William into his arms and ran back to the porthole. He dodged cross pieces of timber that stuck out of the interior walls and were scattered about the passageways. Drenched with sea water, Riddick clamored into the room holding William.
"Lay him over there and fetch me some blankets from the cabins."
Riddick put the boy on the table and ran out in search of the blankets. When he returned, the old man was bent over Shaz, whispering words he didn’t understand. A light rust colored glow surrounded the wound. Ole Baggins held his hands barely above the wound. His palms faced down and gently glided above the surface. The blood dried and formed a long scab like surface.
Riddick wrapped the blankets around William, who was freezing cold and pulled him tightly to him. He