My Wicked Pirate
Chapter I: Nightly Shadows
Disclaimer: Alas, I do not own Inuyasha.
Summary: During the middle of the night, she tries to flee from the hell that is her home. Her town is attacked by pirates. She is taken captive by the most feared pirate captian. In order to survive, she claims to be the daughter of the most rich and powerful man of the town, but that was the worst mistake she has ever made in her entire life.
Looking around the courtyard, she saw no one but the local dogs that lay sleeping in the front of the gates. She was sick of this life she lead, being a mear servant, and a maid to one of the noblemen of the town. The pig that she served was worse then the master of the home. The son was the worst of them all. Her hand still stung from the slap she gave him twenty minutes before.
Her hair was untiddy, and so was her cloths. Attacking her during the middle of the night in order to try to get her in his bed, her cheek still felt swollen from the punch he gave her after she slapped him for pinning her down to her own bed. Hitching her skirts, she made a dash towards the gates, keeping in the shadows so the others won't see her.
The dogs looked up and wagged their tails at her, they would do nothing to harm her, she was the one who fed, cared, and played with them. Ducking under a hedge so the guards wouldn't see her, she made her way towards the gatehouse and hid behind the windowless back wall. The wind smelt strong of sea water, since the ocean was only half a mile away. The fifteen foot hedges blocked the sea out of veiw but she could still hear the gulls.
Creeping below the window, she snuck past the guard's watchful eyes and slipps through the gate. Being deprived of food all the time, she was no more then skin and bones. Easilly slipping through bars that which the lady she waits on hand and foot couldn't even get her rear through it.
Holding the bag close to her chest, full of foods she stole from the kitchen, she ran along the shadows till she was sure that no one from the mansion would see her. Turning around, she flipped the house off and spit on the ground.
"That's what I think of you, you bastards!" she muttered to herself and turned away from the hell that she had to deal with ever since she was sold into slavery so her family could keep from starving to death. Slowing down her pace, she shivered and rubbed her hands on her arms to chase off the chill of the night.
Winter's hold was about to break and soon spring would be here. Sligging the bag over her shoulder, she kept on waking, not looking back. After about twenty minutes, she stood standing on the sand next to the decks. The tide was out and she walked along the wet sand, ignoreing at how the moisture from the sand soaked her shoes and socks.
Spotting a small fish, it was gasping for air and she bent down and picked it up and tossed it into the water and watched it lay there for a few minutes, till it came back and swam into the shadow's of the water. She smiled at it and looked at the water's choppy surface. She took a deep breath and smiled at how the salt tickled her nose and eyes.
She spotted a dark figure that was coming in and narrowed her eyes and cupped her eyes so the wind wouldn't get into her face and gazed at the large ship that was coming in. It looked old and battered. Probably just another ship that need repairs badly that survived a bad sea trip. It was too far away to spot the flag but after a few minutes, she noticed that there was no flag being flown. "Odd..." she said to herself and shrugged.
A loud pop sounded from the ship and she held her breath and screamed as the cannon ball hit the sand right next to the docks. Getting slapped with a small wave of sand, she gasped when she did at last she the black. It held the skull and cross bones. She took a step back, and turned and ran towards the grass. Her feet made small prints in the sand and soon she ran onto the road and ran towards the nearest hiding place she could think of.
Hearing the siren, the entire town was awake and getting ready for the pirate attack. Running towards the nearest barrels, she dove behind them and was hiden from veiw and peeked between the barrels. She saw the first round of cutthroats running past her hideing place and fighting and screams and groans met her ears as the crackle of fire miggled with the howls of the pirates.
Frozen with terror, she watched as pirate after pirate slay her friends that were in the houses near her. After about thirty minutes of the pirate attack, they started to loot the town. Careing the booty that they got, severval minutes passed and the heat of the flames started to greet her back and she turned around and saw the house on fire behind her.
Her eyes wide, she almost stood up to run, but stopped because she would have ran into a group of pirates careing food and drink. Some of them stopped and spotted the barrels in front of her and jogged over and picked them up. Her hand clamped over her mouth, she watched in fear as they kept on picking them up. Any minute now, they would reach the one in front of her and see her and kill her also.
She heard something bark something at the men and they left the rest of the barrels where they were. Silently thanking whoever said that, she looked at the man who did and almost died, he was stareing right at her... the barrels in front of her.
His lip curled and he walked towards her, his stride long and sure of himself. Reaching the barrels in front of her, he paused and smiled at the barrels. He kicked the one in front of her to the side and she screamed and stood up and tried to run away from him but he pinned her against the hot wall and she fought against him.
Wrapping her wrists in his hand, he picked her up and slugged her over his shoulder and she cried out and started to beat at his back.
"Let me gooooo!!" she cried at him and started to kick as well. He only chuckled and kept on walking. He bounced her on his shoulder and she gasped and cursed at him and he smirked.
"That wasn't very lady like." he said to her, highly amused. She kept on beating his back with her tiny fists. He bounced her again and she cursed again and kicked him in the stomach. He frowned and threw her over his shoulder and she landed on her feet, her balance off, and he hit her across the back of the neck. Crying out, she went limp and he caught her before she hit the ground.
Tossing her over his shoulder like a turkey, and headed towards his ship. The men around him were careing food, money, cloths, and other things that they looted from towns. He had his own booty, in the form of a pale skined, dark haired beauty.
(A/N) Hmm, this story might be pretty good after all. Oh, hey, I hoped you liked this story and I might update it in the future. (Well... I best make this short and sweet and to the point, so that way I won't blabber on incoherently and bore you folks with my little A/N)
It might take me a while, but there is one way to make me update faster. You wanna know what that is? REVEIW! There, that's what might make me update faster. -smiles- And, no flames! I do not want any flames, they are a pain in the ass and show how rude and naive you are. Other then that, bye byes.