Well this is my first attempt at a Fan Fic. I write a lot, but most of it is my own characters. That said, I don't own Black Sails! I do own Willa though!
Chapter 1- Terror in the Dark
Willa Davenport looked over her shoulder as she quickly jogged down the dark lane leading to her home. She could feel the eyes of whoever was following her, she quickened her pace to a run. Her skirt restricting her speed by wrapping around her bare ankles. The soft leather souls of her shoes slapping the hard packed ground fills the eerie quiet as she tries to reach home. She knew better than to be out this time of night in anywhere on New Providence, but she had needed more plants and herbs. Her heart practically beats out of her chest as she glances over her shoulder, behind her she spots two shadows, they move silently, but with purpose. Ahead in the distance she sees her small cottage, she knows she's only yards away from safety, yards from those who can and will protect her, she risks another look behind and realizes the shadows are closing the distance.
Before she knows whats happening she slams into a wall, a scream escapes her as she starts to fall backward almost losing her grip on the canvas sack she holds . The impact with the ground never comes though, to her horror she feels a pair of tree like arms surround her. "Easy there girl." Willa lets out a whimper as she tries to jerk free "Please..." the word is barely more than a whimper as she struggles in the iron grip. She glances back, the two shadows are now quite clearly men who are running "Oi mate, we'll take that off your hands!" Willa tries again to pull free "Hush girl, I'll not hurt you." At the quiet words she looks up into the face of the giant holding her, the moonlight shows his strong jaw, while giving him a pale silvery glow. "No. I've been waiting for her." he looks down enjoying the feeling of her soft body caught against his "how many times have I told you to be back before dark?" She's so shocked she doesn't respond until he gives her a gentle shake "Oh! To many, I'm sure." He slowly releases her, moving her slightly off to his right, out of the way of his sword draw. "A good eve to you gents." "Now see here!" the shorter of the two steps forward, reaching for Willa "No mate you see here. We're going to turn and walk away. You two blokes are going to turn and walk away an' there will be no need for me to kill you both." the two men spread out as they stalk closer "No we'll be taking the girl." Willa steps behind the giant as he laughs, the sound sends shivers down her spine. Even in the darkness she can see he's well muscled, she smells the salt on him, along with a rich deep musk. She know's running isn't an option, one would cone after her while the other kept her rescuer busy.
Suddenly a match flares in the darkness off to Willa's right, her terror vanishes when she recognizes Capt. Vane's face in the brief glow. "Billy you seem to have run afoul some unsavory characters." Again the laugh fills the dark "No Vane, I think they have run afoul a bit more than they know..." At the name Vane her pursuers both seem to shrivel up "Uh...uh sorry captain Vane...uh didn't realize the whore was yours..." before either of them can move a small shadow bursts from behind Vane "You bloody fucking wretch! She's no whore!" Willa almost laughs as Anne Bonny makes little work of the two men. Stabbing the first in the guts before whipping out with her knife to slit the others throat. She spits on the two men who now lay thrashing about on the ground bleeding to death. "Fuckers...Willa Davenport you get your ass out from behind Billy!" Willa jumps at the sound of Anne's harsh command but quickly steps around the man they all call Billy to lock eyes Anne "I'm right here Anne, there's no need to scream or curse" Anne stalks up and grabs her by the shoulders giving her a hard shake "You fuckin' twit! How many times have I told you don't leave that cottage!" The smaller woman leans into Anne and growls "You aren't my bloody mother or Captain Anne, I take no orders from you!." A bark of laughter from the darkness causes both women to turn and look at the slender figure of Jack Rackham "Ah the beauty of sisterly love." the two women step apart, both speaking simultaneously "Go fuck yourself Rackham." "Blow it out your ass Rackham."
"Shall we retire to the cottage mates, lest Anne gut anyone else tonight." Vane's mellow voice drifts toward them along with his cigar smoke. Willa turns and begins stalking away but Vane's voice stops her "Willa, I do believe you owe Bones here a thank you for saving your stubborn neck." Willa spins on her heal,glaring at the four figures in the darkness "Thank you sir, tho if you hadn't been in my way I would have made the cottage without incident." Turning again she stalks away, her back ramrod straight. Billy Bones watches with a combination of confusion and amusement "What the fuck did I just walk into here Vane?" He feels Anne's knife none to gently jab his side "Don't even think after her Bones. She's under my care." He looks down at Anne in the moonlight "Oh? Funny how I'm the one who found her out here then." the knife presses harder "look Bone's she's just a child, so stay shy of her." He watches as Anne follow's the other girl, vanishing through a odd hedgerow a few hundred feet away. "Well come on then mates, lets go see what Poppet has to say for herself this time." With a chuckle Rackham follows the two women leaving Billy and Vane standing on the dark trail. Vane's voice cuts through his thoughts "I'll ask this only once, did Flint send you nosing around out here?" "No." he lets the word hang between them "Well come on then, but if you tell anyone about this place..." Billy lets a grim chuckle slip from his lips "One of you will kill me, seems to be a trend as of late." Vane studies him "Rumor holds Flint let you fall. Rumor also says he killed Gates." Billy lets out an angry growl "I don't know about the first, I'm trying to find out the truth to the second." "Yet you stay on his crew." "I trust the crew. My duty is to them as well." Some said you were captured." it's not a question. "I was, as much as I have to admit it, Flint is right. The navy is coming to end our way of life here. Lesser men will fold."