Hello, hello, hello! Wow! it has been a year since we last met-
*readers throw grenades and rocks at Bystander
okay, okay, I'm really sorry that I have abandoned this story for a year. All of my inspiration to write went POOF! and it was gone. I didn't have any motivation what-so-ever, I am REALLY SORRY! But hey! I have chapter three for you and you have no idea how much I love you guys, thankyou for being amazing and putting up with my hiatus crap! My writing style has slighty changed over the course of growing up, if you guys don't like it, ohmygod I am so sorry I'm a shit writer. :'(
Thankyou to everyone for the reviews, you guys are what made me come back and say 'Suck it up Bystander you lazy bastard!'
please enjoy chapter three!
Warning: This story is not beta-ed other than me, and I'm a shit beta-er, so you've been warned. English is also not my native tongue so don't be a grammar and spelling nazis and attack me with your dictionaries.
Landlubber -what pirates call those big fat guys who are slow.
Powder Monkey - Sniper/sharpshooter's assistant.
Calico sat on the railing of the ship, staring into the distance mindlessly. It was dark, too dark to really see anything and the ceremony was about to start. She's dreading for it, because she couldn't completely say goodbye to the Stede's Pirates. Her Stede's Pirates shirt in her hands, Calico cleared her mind and threw it into the sea. That was it.
"Calico, the ceremony."
She turned to see Killer and nodded. Then she hopped off the railing and followed him in.
"Do you think I'll fit in as a Kidd's Pirates?" Calico asked, hoping for some reassurance.
"No."
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Calico was certainly not happy. Since she was the newbie other members ordered her to do petty jobs such as doing their jobs for them, bringing them rum, and becoming their personal messenger.
I swear one more favor and I will kill all the scoundrels on this ship. She thought darkly. Her shoulders were hurting and her feet was blistered and bruised. Oh how she wish she could have it eas-
"Oi wench! Get me some more wat'r so ay can clean this deck!"
"GET IT YOURSELF YOU LAZY BASTARD!" Calico shouted angrily. It felt pretty good, until the big guy stood up and glared down Calico.
"Heh, ye just a powder monkey, an' ye dare to screech at me wench?" Well, she had it, so what if this is the Kidd's Pirates? She did what she'd normally do in situations like this. In a swift motion Calico grabbed her pistol that rested between her lower back and her pants and pointed at the big guy's head. She glared at him.
"I'm not a powder monkey. Do you see any other sniper here? No. I'm THE sniper, and you better treat me like one, Landlubber." She spat. Calico was certainly not weak, and its not her nature to tolerate being treated like crap from a lower crewmen. The 'landlubber' laughed darkly.
"You Bitch!" he swung the broom brush at her with immense strength, but it was lack of speed and Calico dodged swiftly. She pulled the trigger. BANG!
The whole deck was watching the whole time. They watched the big guy stopped and slowly fall down. He made a large thud.
"Is he dead?" A lower crewman whispered.
"Ye, he's gone."
"Don't you dare treat me like some useless wench! I'm a sniper, and you scoundrels better remember that!" She bawled.
"Well, well, well. The little flower finally showed her true self. Very manly I see, but then again you were a man all of your life weren't you?" A sarcastic voice blared. There stood a man in his 20's. His frame bony and his face looked sickly and skull like. He has a wilted orange Mohawk and wore a pair of black shades. Calico recognized him. He was one of the main crew, the doctor.
"I was standing up for myself, Doctor."
"Come, if Killer sees this he'll get mad." The doctor replied.
"See what?" Calico and The doctor spun around and saw the first mate standing there with his arm crossed.
"Uh…nothing." Calico said quietly and stood in front of the dead body so Killer can't see.
"Move."
Calico swallowed and looked at the bony, sarcastic doctor for help.
"Killer you don't look too well, why don't you take a break?" The doctor suggested. Killer's head turned to the doctor.
"What did you two do Osborne?" He demanded threateningly.
"She did it! She did it! She killed one of the lower crewman!" Osborne panicked and pointed accusingly at Calico who looked at Killer in horror.
"Killer-san I-I can explain!"
Killer turned to Calico and then turned around and starts walking away.
"Come with me Calico."
Osborne looked at Calico sympathetically.
"Sorry darl-"
"Save it!"
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Killer opened a rusty door and motioned Calico to enter, so she did. Her eyes widen as she saw what was in the room. Everywhere was ammos, different type of guns, rifles and whatnot and everything a Sniper needed. Calico looked around the room and her eyes immediately landed on a particular flintlock rifle.
"You can stay here and get yourself organized. We're boarding Silver Island soon, to take care of some business with our friend." Killer simply said. Calico turned around to face Killer.
"You're not gonna punish me for killing a crew member?" She asked. "He was ordering me around and I attacked him, but it wasn't my fault, well, it was but he-"
"No. It proves to me I didn't make the wrong decision." Killer cut Calico's rambling. She breathes out a sigh and smiled.
"I'm strong. I promise you, just don't kill me." Killer's head turned to the sniper.
"You're a coward."
Calico's face redden as she opened her mouth to argue, but the words seems to stop flowing like she wanted it to. Calico's head dropped in shame.
"You have talent, no doubt about that. But you're a coward and a woman, and that's what makes you weak." Killer said flatly. Calico's flicked her head up and stared at the masked man, her eyes, from sadness to fury and she clenched her fist into a ball.
"With all the respect sir, you didn't know I was a wench until you saw me in the bathroom! You didn't know I was a wench when you recruited me so how can you say I'm weak because I am a woman?" She howled. Killer, from relaxed, pushed himself against the sniper and grabbed a fist of her shirt and shoved her against a wall with his blade near her throat.
"Don't raise your voice at me." Killer said simply. It was a threat, and Calico knew it.
"I'm a lad." She said breathlessly. "I was a lad all my life."
Killer let go of Calico and leaned on the wall again.
"You're afraid of death. A man is never afraid of death." He watched Calico small body steadily roamed all the boxes full of guns, intrigued. "Stede might have dressed and trained you as a lad, but he can't change who you are."
"What'd you suggest Killer-san?" Calico asked, testing out the rifle she saw earlier. Her fingers trace the gold decoration delicately, fascinated by the weapon's beauty. Killer watched her and forced himself to swallow. He had it with this wench, she is a distraction and he is going to end that distraction.
"Stay as a lad on this ship, you'll be treated like one from now on."
Calico raised an eyebrow.
"Sir, I wouldn't have it any other way."
"You cannot show a bit of wench inside you." Killer pressed. Unfazed, and completely oblivious of Killer's scheme, she shrugged.
"Nev'r had it."
Killer relaxed. No, that's right. She doesn't have that kind of power women has anyway. Her womanhood was shunned away since the day she was born. He thought.
"Hey Killer-san, can I ask you another question?" Calico broke Killer's thoughts.
"What is it?"
She took a step closer to Killer, whose body immediately tensed. Calico leaned in until their faces was just inches away. Behind the mask, Killer's cheeks were bright red. Her face was full of curiosity and she tilted her head.
"Do you ever take that thing off, sir?"
"I-I..*Ahem" Killer cleared his throat. " No."
Calico's curiosity grew further. How interesting. She thought. Without realizing how uncomfortable Calico is making him feel with the distance apart, she leaned in closer to see if she could see his face inside those small holes. Killer stood still, he was nervous and tensed. What the hell is this wench doing? He thought. He studied her face. Her skin was what of a laboring worker at birth, tanned and strong but still smooth. Her eyes thickened with black eyelashes, surrounding her violet eyes. Her eyes. Jesus, how could he have ever mistaken. A bit of her scruffy hair covered her face and the rest was tucked in her red bandana messily and here were black marks of coal and dirt on her face from doing hard, laboring jobs. Calico was plain, Killer concluded. She was nothing special, compare to all the women he has been with. But her eyes, her eyes. He has seen eyes like that before…
"Am I interrupting something?" Both turned to the sudden voice, and there was the Ship doctor, Osborne. Killer pushed Calico away and cleared his throat.
"No, what is it?" Killer asked. Osborne glanced at Calico who stilled had an intrigued look on her face. Killer shook his head, distressed.
This girl…damn it she does have that power after all.
The doctor turned to Killer.
"We've boarded Silver Island." Osborne said. Killer nodded.
"Quickly get what you need, it will get messy. We're on the island full of pirates, and our dealing friend won't be happy to see us today." Calico nodded and grabbed the gold decorated riffle, a couple of pistols, boxes of bullets and followed the first mate and the doctor out onto her first battleground as one of the Kidd's Pirates.