Alright, so this one has been sitting in a word document, incomplete, for about a year now. So, I finished up the first part of it and decided to post it. This is a chapter story, so there's more to come, I promise. I don't know when I will update, but I would really appreciate it if you gave it a chance.
Warning: This story is very bloody, and will probably get worse. If anyone thinks the rating should go up let me know and I will change it. I don't think it's all that bad, but some people are more squeamish than others.
This includes Fem!Britain, or Alice Kirkland, and Spain, or Antonio Carriedo.
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia or any of the characters.
Enjoy!
Alice Kirkland stood proudly against the fire coming from the village behind her. Her blonde hair whipped wildly around her scarred face, two emerald eyes shining with delight. The sword clenched in her right hand shined from the red glow behind her. The screams from the villagers reached her ears as she turned, a wicked smile dancing across her face.
She ran through the village with the other pirates, her sword cutting down whomever or whatever stood in her way. Soon her white shirt was stained red and her hands and arms were covered in spots of strangers' blood. Her alabaster skin was a great contrast to the deep red. As soon as she reached the rowboats, the woman jumped in and ordered the men inside to take her to her ship.
She turned her piercing green gaze back on the burning village. The riches had been collected, and the witnesses killed. A normal raid had gone over smoothly. She was happy. As she approached her ship, The Black Fairy, a laugh escaped her. Soon she was laughing harder; her head thrown back, a smile of elation on her lips. The other pirates just looked at each other, knowing about their captain's mood swings, and shrugged. No one dared ask her anything, for her whole crew feared the woman.
This fear was good seeing how the blonde could go from laughing and happy to murderous in mere seconds. No one in his right mind dared to threaten her. Anyone that did was in danger of the metal of her sword or the skin of her fist. Though beautiful of face, she was also a ferocious fighter. Her crew was faithful, whether out of fear or loyalty, she didn't care. If she detected even a hint of mutiny from one of her men, she would kill him on the spot.
The pirate captain suddenly stopped her random laughing to look at her crew. A young man seemed to catch her interest as she zeroed in on him. A smile tugged on her lips as she stood in the small boat. He gulped nervously as the captain stood over him, smiling wickedly. She reached toward him and grabbed his shirt. Ripping him to his feet, she glared right into his dark brown eyes.
He squirmed slightly, trying to find his footing. The younger man turned to his crewmates for help. The rest of the crew diverted their eyes. A chuckle brought the brown eyes back to the glaring emeralds. He flinched slightly. If looks could kill… Finally, she released him and he fell onto the boat's deck. She laughed again. Apparently she had done all of that just for her own entertainment.
Finally, the rowboat reached The Black Fairy. A rope ladder was lowered and Alice immediately grabbed it and climbed it up to the ship. The dark mahogany wood made the ship looked as pristine as the buttons adorning her blood red coat. The other members of the crew followed her up and stood waiting for orders. She turned to face them, her green eyes almost glowing.
"Direct the ship out to sea. We're going to hunt some ships to rob." Her British accent flowed off her tongue smoothly. Though beautiful and innocent, the crew detected the hint of malice in it.
After a few mumbled, "Yes captains," the crew ran off to get the ship moving. She smirked and walked across the deck. Opening the door leading below deck, she walked into the small hallway. Walking to the end of this hallway, past multiple doors that led to other rooms, she came to the large double doors. Opening these, she walked into her quarters.
The room was lavishly furnished with a deep purple couch, a large king sized bed, teak bookcases, and several decorative oil lamps. The bed was covered in a blood red blanket with black pillows. The blonde let out another wicked laugh. She collapsed on the bed. Kicking off her boots, and throwing them across the room along with her coat, she leaned back ready to fall asleep. A knock disturbed the woman and she sat up gripping at the blanket.
"Captain! Captain! There's a problem!" the frantic voice from the other side of the door yelled. She didn't respond, scowling at the door, upset about being interrupted. It was probably some trivial matter anyway. "Captain!" the man yelled again.
"What!?" she asked. Standing up, she walked to the door and opened it. The man stared back at her with a mix of horror and apprehension on his face. She crossed her arms and waited for the coward to say something. "Well, did you just come down here to annoy me?"
"No!" he protested. "Of course not." He stepped back and pointed up to the deck. Alice continued to stare at him, waiting for his reasoning for disturbing her. "There's a ship following us. They've raised the Spanish colors."
"Damn it!" she shouted, banging her fists on the doorframe. "It's probably that Carriedo character. He's been after me since we sunk that Spanish ship last year. I hate him. He just causes serious problems for my plans. If we have to stop and fight him every day then we'll never get anything done."
The man stood there listening to her rant, nodding every few seconds. Then he shrunk down a little bit, when she glared at him. "I'm sorry. I just thought you'd want to know."
"No, I appreciate you telling me." She pushed him back towards the doors to the deck. "I want you to go up to the deck and tell everyone to prepare for battle. If Antonio wants to fight, I'll fight him. We just have to make sure he doesn't make it off this ship alive, right?" The man nodded and ran up to the deck. Alice turned and walked back into her room. After shoving the boots on her feet, she started to put the coat on over her white, blood splattered shirt. She paused, however, when a small glowing ball of light flashed in the corner of her eye.
Turning, she identified the light as a small fairy floating near the bed. She shoved her arm through the coat and scowled at the little creature. "I'm busy. What do you want?"
"Oh Alice. You're so mean." the little flying creature said. It giggled as it moved toward her. When it was hovering right in front of her face, it said, "I hear that the Spaniard has caught up with you again."
"Yes, and?" Alice said, quickly losing patience with the annoyance.
"You want him off your back, right?" the fairy said in the high pitched sing song voice. Alice nodded and the fairy giggled again. "Well, then capture him. Put him in the brig and torture him. Then, release him back to England."
"I don't work for the government." Alice immediately protested. "I'm a pirate, not a privateer."
"But, think Alice." the fairy whined, flying around her head and towards the door. Alice followed until it stopped just in the door frame. "If you give the captain of the entire Spanish Armada up to the queen, she'll grant you her protection. Then, you can have the safety of the whole British navy behind you. Admit it, it's a good plan."
"I don't need protection from anyone!" Alice yelled. "I can take care of myself."
"I'm sure you can, but won't the reward money be another factor in the equation?" the fairy asked with another giggle. "The queen is offering five thousand pounds to anyone that can bring him in alive for trial. You can do that Alice. You deserve that reward for the hell he's put you through this past year."
Alice smirked lightly. "You're right for once. I think I'll take your suggestion. Tell the water spirits to whip up a good storm for me will you? It'll create the perfect atmosphere." She laughed manically again. "Go! I want this storm, now!"
"Yes, Alice." The fairy giggled once more, before disappearing to do Alice's bidding.
A spell done when she was just a little girl had given her the ability to see the spirits and fairies in the world. As the only human that could see these creatures at will, she was granted dominion over them. They gladly did whatever she wanted. Her crew was used to seeing her speak to the air. Most of them just thought she was mad. They never voiced these thoughts to her, of course.
Another laugh ripped its way from her throat as she ran from the room and down the long hallway. She climbed the stairs to the deck and found her crew waiting for their next orders. Just as both of her boots were firmly planted on the deck, a burst of lightening shattered the sky above their head and the thunder shook the very air around them. Some men looked up in horror as the rain started to pelt down around them.
"How will we fight in weather like this!?" one screamed above the howling wind.
"Like we always do!" Alice yelled. "This is their weakness, not ours! You're the best crew out there! That's why you're on my ship! Now, I want everyman to fight his hardest or I'll rip your throats out myself! Kill every one of the worthless insects, but Antonio. He's mine!"
"Yes, captain!" rose up from the crowd of pirates as the large Spanish vessel pulled closer. A few men held their breaths as it drew nearer and nearer. Alice simply stood, with her sword out and ready in her hand, and a maniacal smile gracing her lips.
All the men were soaked to the bone when the other ship was beside theirs. "Drop the anchor!" Alice suddenly shouted. "We shall stay and fight, right here!" The wary crew did as they were told. It didn't take but another moment for the other ship to drop their large anchor into the water. Alice smirked. They had played right into her trap. "Stay here, men! Let the dogs come to us." she shouted. All the men obeyed her command.
Finally, through the rain, men started swinging across on their own ropes. Others stretched huge boards across the relatively small distance between the ships and rushed across. The crew didn't hesitate in attacking the invaders and most dropped like flies as soon as their feet hit the deck. Alice stayed back, watching her crew turn into savages. The slaughter thrilled her until she couldn't contain it anymore and laughter bubbled to her lips. A few men broke through and ran at her. They barely even fazed her and she cut them down without a second thought.
Her elation grew as she made out Carriedo coming across the boards. He stared around in horror as the members of his crew were killed all around them. However, he walked through the battle unscathed. All of Alice's crew members obeyed her and didn't dare touch him. Finally, his olive eyes met with her emerald green ones. She kicked a body out of her way and started walking towards her. His face went from disgust to murderous anger in half a second as he started to run towards her. She simply smiled, only igniting the flame in him more.
He raised his sword and swung at her. She deflected it and sent him stumbling back a few steps. Every time he attacked, she would defend and the force would knock him back. She started laughing at his expression, one of rage. "Come one, Antonio. You used to be so much better than this!" she taunted. "I thought you were big and brave. You seem like a little weakling to me."
"I'm not weak." he said. He swung again and managed to slice into her wrist. With a sharp cry of pain, she dropped the sword. "And that's Captain Carriedo to you." he added. She started muttering something under her breath, closing her eyes and bowing her head. Assuming she was praying, he raised the sword high above his head and started to bring it down towards her bowed head.
Suddenly, a quick hand rose and stopped his sword dead. It sliced into the skin, but Alice didn't even flinch. She gripped the blade and lifted her eyes to meet his. The man's olive orbs widened in shock at her fierce expression. Even as blood dripped down her arms from the wounds she'd received, she stood strong against the intimidating man. His shock turned to fear when her eyes started glowing a brilliant green.
"Witch!" he shouted trying to tear the sword from her hand.
She laughed again and brought up her other hand. It balled into a fist and collided with his face. He let go of the sword and stumbled back. She threw it somewhere off to the side and took a step toward him. He stepped back again and tripped over the dead body of one of his crew members. Alice walked to stand over him. She reached down and ripped him up to his feet. Her injured hand held tightly to his blue coat. She smirked when she saw all the decorations on his uniform.
Alice glanced over and saw her crew, standing triumphant. They pushed the boards into the sea and stopped to hear her orders. "Set our course for England! And get rid of these bodies." the pirate captain said. "And as for you…" she whispered to Antonio.
His eyes widened as she started chanting in Latin. He tried to pry her hands off his coat, but soon fell limp in her arms, unconscious. She smiled, her spell having worked. Then, she called another of the crew over and he carried the limp man to the brig. She ripped his coat off and chained him up. As she left and locked the door, the fairy appeared once again.
"Good job, Alice. It seems like you've won again." it said. "What are you going to do with him next?"
"I'm going to sleep." the woman said, ignoring the fairy and walking down to her room. The fairy followed, giggling a little. Alice continued to ignore the creature as she once again, took off her boots and threw them across the room with her coat. Her spell from her earlier was wearing off and she started to feel the pain in her hand and wrist. She bandaged them quickly with some rags in the corner and collapsed down on the bed. Magic always wore her out and now she had to pay the price of doing two spells at once without any assistance. Her eyes slipped closed and she rested for a moment. Soon, the nausea from the spells set in and she just curled herself into a ball on the bed and tried to fall asleep until it passed.
I really want to know what y'all think. I have my doubts if this story is even any good or not, so let me know please. Review! It would be greatly appreciated!