Okay, so its been a little while since I posted, but late is better than never. I hope you like it, and a small disclaimer, there are some words exchanged that aren't pleasant, but it's not the worst it'll get. These words aren't that deep Anyway. Hope you enjoy.
My natural reaction to that word surprised me. Why was I so shocked that this Edward fellow was a captain? I mean, that would explain why he was so bossy. Yet, the name Captain Edward rang a strange bell. Why the hell couldn't I remember why then!? That title didn't help at all on my past memories!
"Ya be in good favor with tha captain if he be puttin ya in 'em clothes." Ace spoke more, confusing the mess out of my mind with that familiar accent.
I snorted in the realization, "Oh really? Favor you say? But last second ago, he was saying that my position wasn't good."
"It not be a good one, I tell you that, but tha fact that ya be a woman on his ship, wearing 'em clothes, and be walkin beside 'em, is the part where tha favor come in."
I was shaking my head at this point, "What is he? Some God?"
"No. Just the captain Of the Jackdaw. This ship be a great ship in tha seas. Ya be lucky again for bein on it."
"No." I answered back, "All I want to do is get off it. I have a life to figure out, Ace. Can't you get me off this large piece of wood?" I was in pleading mode, starting at him as if he could fall for the face I thought could win him over. I believe it was called a puppy dog face, but by the looks of his reaction, it wasn't 'puppy' enough to break him.
His brow furrowed, then he looked away, a bit put off by my attempt, "Sorry lass, but what tha Captain be wantin wit ya, I's be wantin too. All tha men on this boat deserve wat you be able to give us."
At that my brow and eyes widened and rose as if someone had given me too much coffee. My chest thumped in heart attack pounds at the new realization. Ace didn't look back at me to witness my new impression.
"Wha-what is to be my duty…..for…you and…the men?" I asked with hesitation. Ace's face came to mine, but then his opened lips were interrupted from the answer.
"ACE!?" The clear cutting voice rang through. His attention to me left to that of a new one, and my question was not able to be answered by him. No worries yet, though.
"The anchor is hoisted. Take the helm! We are heading west" Edward rang again, being speedy in approaching the both of us, but staying below on the deck. "I will take the Lady Of Fire to my quarters!"
I guess he was speaking of me, yet his eyes nor his attention was toward me. Instead of addressing that, my anger of my possible reasons hear was what was keeping me from barking at this guy. Who does he think I am!? I turned to Ace, who was preparing himself at the wheel, giving him what I thought was a dirty look. He looked back at me, returning the look.
"Tha Captain be callin upon you." He spoke harsher than before, "The Lady Of Fire be ya name. Best answer before the captain come yankin at your locks."
"My what!?" Now I was confused.
"Lady Of Fire!?" The clear voice from the deck called again. My head whipped to him, "Did you not hear me? Meet me!" He damanded worse. I didn't know what to do at this point. My head bounced from the no-longer-attentive Ace, to the all attentive Captain Edward, who was really, really pissing me off.
"Go now lass." Ace spoke with a danger in his voice.
I obeyed, walking down to the deck with hungry eyes off the men on board staring at me. I felt creeps of shivers run up my back the entire walk to the Captains quarters. I didn't feel any better when the large wooden door closed behind me from inside.
Continuing
I held my breath as tight as I could as Edward circled me like a wild lion circling its meat. I couldn't tell if I was nervous or scared. All I knew was that I wasn't made for this type of deal. I had no intuition that told me I was that type of woman. But, then again I wouldn't know! I CANT REMEMBER! And to top it all off, it was scorching hot in this cabin. There was barley any light, hardly any windows, and it smelled like sweaty men were lurking under the woven rug on the wood. All I could even picture in my scared state were the tiny feathers floating above the bunked bed in the corner. Forget the maps and chests and table in the middle of this room. It was the BED that I clearly saw.
Sweat rolled down my forehead as he circled me more. And before he came any closer, my lungs exploded from my anxious waiting.
"How the HELL could you make me the crew men's bitch!?" I spat, sucking in my air after it had slipped out and covering my mouth out of the surprise. Edward had halted in his steps, giving me the same kind of surprise I was giving him.
"What?"
I exhaled harshly, "You heard me, you goon. How could you!? I'm not that type of woman…." My eyes wondered off in confusion, "At least I don't think so."
"What in blazes gave you that idea?" He questioned coldly.
"Ace said that I was to give all the crew something that they have been waiting for."
"It wasn't that. I promise you." He stated a bit smugly.
Now I could breathe with the new relief. "Thank goodness, because I don't roll that way."
"How would you know at all!?" He was stepping closer, "You can't even recall your own name."
"I know I'm no tramp."
"Well, that would be very good to know. Since of course, that's not why I brought you here."
"Well that's a relief!" I huffed, "What is it I am supposed to do for you then? What is this situation I'm supposedly in? That would really help me!"
"You will find out when we arrive to the place we have to go."
"Where is that?" I asked, snippier than before.
"As I have said, you will find out." He was cold as usual. I was beginning to see a pattern, "I brought you in here to speak the Law on my ship."
"What law? Law is for men of power. Last I checked, you were captain of a ship."
He stepped to the side and motioned me toward the table and chair next to it. "Sit." He pointed. I really didn't want to take risks in testing him right now, so I did, plopping hard and regretting it. Of course there would be no cushion.
SMACK his palm went right down on the table. I jumped hard from the sound.
"Rule one: You do not enter this room, or so even come near it without my word." The coldest he's been thus far was now. His piercing blue eyes made me shiver from the pain and danger I somehow knew he had.
"What if I need you for something?"
"Never come to that door!" He hissed.
A gulp slipped through me, "Okay…." I looked away from his stare that instant. He went back to being rigid and laid down another rule.
"Rule two: My crew-men come first. Your needs are last and will always remain so until your end on this boat."
My end will be on this ship!? That doesn't sound good. I even think he could read that with how wide my eyes got. What if I have my period?
"Rule three: You will be silent at all times. Only to speak if given permission."
I couldn't take that. My head snapped up to his, "Wait a minute!?" I jumped up, "Just who do you think you are!? You don't own me, and have no rights to me!" I bit, but he didn't take it as amusing. Instead his brow rose and his eyes were sharper than I can recall. In fact, that glint of danger was there. I was definitely scared straight. It was bad enough that I spoke out of turn, but the man began cornering me toward the back end of the walls. It was my fault for even initiating the steps in the first place.
"Do you believe this is a game, maiden?" So cold he was. I could only shake my head, "Do you realize that your current position is not that of a pleasant one?" Now I was against the wall, and all parts of his face could be verified if I wanted to do so. Thanks to my rapid heart-beat, I knew I was scared. But these things weren't the worst part of being cornered.
"Being meat for my men would have been a gift to you. Don't confuse yourself." Glint of danger became real danger, "Rule four: I am not your friend. We will never be anything pleasant to each other." His voice became raspier, "You are disposable."
Another gulp from me, and the wanting to faint. He swiftly backed away, making me inhale sharply for air. I didn't notice he was crushing me like that.
"Rule five: Do not come to me for anything. We are not to speak. You will need me for nothing. And my men will need you for nothing. Rule six: You are to be at a distance. "He began to pace slowly, "You are to cook, and not speak. Nothing you say or do will be heard unless given permission. And lastly, rule seven: You are to sleep below the deck with the rest of the scalawag men of mine. They will only ever need your assistance with one thing…."
I flinched for the answer, squeezing my eyes shut, "And what's that?"
"You will be bathing them."
That was a relief from what I thought he was going to say. "Shit." I murmured.
"So, am I understood?" He questioned
I was so baffled by my new realities that a simple nod was all I could really give. But I did get the nerve to say something, "This is piracy. Only evil would permit a man to have control over a woman like this."
"Luckily for you, evil ain't the reasons for this voyage. You are lucky that it's just pirates and not the king."
"What the hell, man!" I hissed, "What is all this talk? There is a king now!? I can't recall a king! And why is everyone talking like they are from a different time?" I was so heated, "The men here are dirty and you walk around with hardly any clothes on! And now you expect me to listen to those ridiculous rules! What the hell is this madness!?" In seconds, I could feel a harsh push at my shoulder, pushing me closer to the door to the deck.
"You are the one mad, maiden!" He growled, "Now leave!"
I marched closer to the door, halting quickly, "If only I could correct you on my name…."
"GO!"
I got out quickly, almost slamming the door behind me. That had to be the most horrendous experience of my life so far….if only I could remember….I needed to know if there was a better fate for me then this.
A/N: Sorry it's short!
