p class="MsoNormal"Wench was up front in the crowd as King was read his crimes, bound and beached. The whole time he looked at her, longing in his eyes. Longing for her love right now... "I'm sorry." He mouthed. Wench could do nothing, being restrained by ropes and with Dogg as her guard. She was helpless. Tears fell from her eyes. She wanted to look away but Dogg held her fast as Alexander insisted that she watch. The drums stopped. A frigate next to King threw a torch aboard him and stepped back... within minutes King was burning alive, his screams filling the air. But none of them seemed effected by this. Not visually. "You son of a bitch! Have you no humanity!" Wench roared, fighting the ropes as she snarled at her uncle. "Pirates have no humanity, so for their execution, I will not have any for them." Alex snorted. "Then you must kill me too! Because I am one as well." Wench hissed. "No, you are a Royal Navy vessel." He growled. "I am not! I will never serve you! I will hate you. Despise you for eternity! I vow that one day, you will pay for this!" There was nothing she could do to resist. No matter how much she cried and snarled and fought. Her gaze fell on her mate's burned remains and she cried. Her children were gone. Her mate was gone. Her life was no longer hers... She truly had nothing left to lose but her breath. And now, she near welcomed death./p
p class="MsoNormal"She didn't know for how long she sat there. She only knew that it had been a long time. Until a familiar voice brought her to some sense of reality. A voice she could never forget. The voice of her mother. "Black Shadow... What happened...?" "My mate. He killed him. Took our babies." "Your mate was the worst pirate of them all. He killed your father..." "And what about my shiplings? They're mine! Does Alexander think he can harm them too? Give them a Royal Navy indoctrination. Teach them to hate their father, to hate me!" "I don't know what he'll do! But you betrayed us! I thought you were dead, and when I heard you were a pirate, I wished you had been... Anything is better than a life of piracy! I know I'd rather be dead than a pirate..." Endeavor sighed sadly, "I can't believe this..." "I made my choice a long time ago. I chose to be free. Do you even know what that is mother? Freedom is life. It's to truly be alive. And now that I know that feeling, I can't ever go back from it." "I'm... I can't reply. Your father would be so disappointed in you." Endeavor told her, in tears. "Then let him be if he is. Not like I can speak to him anyways." Wench snorted. Endeavor slapped her hard. "Your father gave his life protecting you from pirates... And now you are a pirate. In love with the very ship that murdered him. And now, disrespecting him... Look at what this precious taste of freedom has done to you! Shame on you!" she slapped her again. Wench glared at her mother, green eyes flaring with pure hatred. "It was the Navy that sent him out there. It was the Navy that forced King into piracy. 'We create our own worst enemies', mother. The Navy is behind this, behind it all!" "How dare you! The Navy has done nothing but shelter us and keep us fed and warm! But you wouldn't know that. You've spent so much time thieving and fucking, you've forgotten all the things you took for granted!" "Open your eyes mother! See the whole ocean and maybe just maybe, you'll see the truth of your precious navy!" Wench rose to her full height. "Your navy burned a family at the stake in front of their shiplings, then punished its own deputy for trying to stop it! Your precious navy failed to see that peace was possible early on and instead pushed for war to such an extent that it ended up pitting two lovers together, forcing them to kill one another. I, was never King's true love! Yes, I fucked him and I'm not ashamed to say so! I loved him, but he did not love me. His true love he had been forced to kill, by the same navy that exiled him for trying to do the right, moral thing!" Endeavor snarled, not having anymore of it. "Inform your Captain Sparrow, your first voyage is tomorrow!" "I sail only out of love and devotion to you. I have no loyalty to any country, nor shall I again." The man o war said nothing more, turning and sailing away. Wench was yet again, on her own. But now she didn't mind it as much. She knew what she had to do. She had to escape, rejoin her beloved fleet at Nassau. Then she could return, in force if necessary, and rescue her shiplings./p