The wind howled and screamed like a thing possessed the waves rose mountain high and tossed the ship about like a cork. The waves were crested white, glowing incandescently in the inky blackness. The waves were right above them the waters roaring like a lion the crew of the vessel were thrown into a panic. These were no soft sailors, these were hardened old salts to whom the sea had been their mistress for years. Seeing death towering above them like the hand of some angry drove even the hardest to his knees screaming for mercy.
Only one on board was not panicked. She sat in the belly of the ship with a smile playing on her lips. “Oh how cruel her mother could be, how heartless and ravenously hungry for blood.” the girl pushed a lock of hair behind her ear and closing her eyes listened to shouts and cries from the crew.
“Death is near, cry and scream all you want there is no escape from it!” she shouted, her crazed shrieks of laughter rising to the ears of the crew. The door of her prison was almost ripped of it's hinges so violent was the fear of the first mate who grabbed her roughly by the arm and shook her.
“Stop the storm you sea witch!” He shouted. She just smiled, he began to shake her until it seemed he would break her neck. she struggled against him. The boat jerked to a stop with a groan and splintering of wood. Everyone on board was thrown to the decks.
“What now?” cried the captain as he stood fighting with the helm “what new devilry is this?” The waves seemed to still slightly, that was even more frightening. The first mate came on deck dragging the girl by her long dark hair. All hands were looking over the rails of the ship, looking for this new danger. The captain turned to the girl.
“She nymph we shall return you too the sea. Call off these terrors he said his deep voice shaking. The girl smiled at him a brilliant joyful smile.
“Even if you return me to my mother you will still all die .” she said pointing to the waves. “My mother may forgive you but my lover never will. You dared to take me and were going to make me your bride.” her smile was now a smirk as if it were a joke to her. “ He will kill you all but do not worry I shall sing the proper songs over your grave.” the water near the front of the ship boiled and up through the surf rose the head of a sea serpent. It's large slitted eyes glowed with a ghostly white light.
A roar filled the starless night followed by screams, the screams of dying men who had no hope of living. The ship was gone taken under the waves by the serpents long coils.
There was a eerie silence for the stormy water had suddenly stilled. A surprisingly gentle male voice could be heard hardly louder than the breeze.
“I told you I will always find you.” the girl closed her eyes as she was held tenderly by her lover arms entwined around his neck.
“I never doubted you.”
