CHAPTER 28: The Hat Says It All…
The moon was now high in the sky when Elizabeth and Will had told the rest of the crew what had happened to Jack earlier that night. Jacobs was in alarm, while Sarah and Laurie were more confused than ever, hearing that Jack was right about Phoenix's well being. The two women who were waiting aboard the 'Revenge' were suggesting ideas to try and infiltrate the party, but Will and Elizabeth quickly talked them out of their scheme.
Gibbs could think of nothing that could possibly help in any way. He stroked his chin in deep thought as the others talked amongst themselves. When he took another swig of his rum, he asked Elizabeth and Will a question.
"So ye do know who has Phoenix thought don't ye?", Gibbs asked with a raised eyebrow. Elizabeth nodded, "A man who goes by the name of Alexander Delaine", she finished, Gibbs searching his brain to see if he recognized it. As soon as Elizabeth finished saying this however, Laurie jumped up. "Soddin' arse!", she yelled a she unsheathed her pistol, getting awkward glances from the others.
"Damn son of a whore sanctioned me to be branded a couple years back", she said with hatred in her voice. There was a short silence, then she spoke again, "I got away from 'im though. I made damn sure of that! I'll kill 'im!", she exclaimed once more before Jacobs spoke up.
"Well, do any of ye know where 'e lives? Because I'm takin' a guess 'e might be the one who took Phoenix sure enough", he said softly but matter-of-factly. Elizabeth and Will nodded to his words, as they thought about when they had suggested that before leaving the party. "We have no clue where he lives though", Will said. Laurie and Sarah shook their heads when Jacobs directed his question at them instead.
"We could ask around town perhaps?", Elizabeth suggested. The pirates were not to enthused about asking the locals about where to find someone as rich and powerful as Monsieur Delaine, but if it meant getting their friends back, it was their only hope. "Come on then… let's go", Jacobs said, leading the way off the ship, informing some of the other crew members of what was happening as they left.
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Alexander and Phoenix were just bidding adieus as Elizabeth and Will had arrived back at the 'Revenge'. The wandering eyes of the many excited men didn't bother her any (having been used to it from the 'Tiki Room'), but she was completely in shock when a number of them were trying to get Alex to sell her to them. Alex had told a man yes for a moment, making Phoenix panic, but then later discovered he was joking with the man.
"Come on then gorgeous, shall we?", Alex said a he held out his arm to help Phoenix into the coach. Phoenix brushed him off, and entered the cabin on her own, making Alex somewhat annoyed. "Go on then!", Alex said sternly, making the coachman whip the reigns and commence the coach on its journey back to the mansion. Alex sat down in the set across from Phoenix, and began his ritualistic deed of staring her down, molesting her with his perverted eyes.
"Could you please stop that?", Phoenix asked Alex through gritted teeth, honestly wanting him to stop. She had been groped by men's eyes before, but his stare made her feel uncomfortable, as if he knew every one of her dark secrets, and thought about macabre ways of putting her through pain if she "disobeyed" him.
Alex gave a faint grin, trademark to his personality, and took out a bottle of wine that was resting in the corner of the seat. Alex uncorked it slowly, not altering her gaze from Phoenix, and slowly brought the bottle to his lips. Phoenix could see the handle of a pistol from where Alex had picked up his wine, and made a mental note. When it reached his lips, Alex began to circle his tongue around the rim, and slowly enhance the idea of cunnilingus, which made Phoenix give a repulsed face. Alex then slowly began to play with the rim of the bottle more and more, making phoenix roll her eyes and look out the window. This got the perverted man slightly annoyed, but he gave a chuckle anyways, and began drinking from the bottle, most un-gentlemanlike.
"You will sleep in my bed tonight", Alex said huskily, making chills go up Phoenix's spine.. rather out of repulsion than excitement. Phoenix slowly turned her head in the direction of Alex, and began to glare at him as the moonlight brightly shone down upon her caramel face. "Will do no such thing", she said firmly. Alex looked at Phoenix seriously, "that was not a question, that was a command", he said sternly, and somewhat harshly. Phoenix opened her mouth to speak, but was silenced when she felt the sharp sting of Alex's hand across her face. The slap made her eyes tear, for she had never felt being hit that hard before. Everything Jack had done to her, had never been to his full capacity of force or power.
Phoenix's hand had instantly reached up to hold her cheek, while Alex then grabbed her collar, and yanked her head down. "You will never… question me… understand?", Alex said strictly, yanking on the collar once more before letting it go. Phoenix said nothing, but leaned back in the seat of the coach, trying her hardest not to break down into tears. As Alex sat in his seat and watched her carefully, Phoenix looked up at the moon that was bright in the sky.
She thought about when Jack had brought them to the lagoon in Jamaica, giving her his ring, and confessing his love. Phoenix closed her eyes tightly, and gently let tears fall. Losing Jack once was torture; losing Jack twice and now her children… was like going through hell. She kept telling herself to be strong, just in case Jack comes to her rescue, but another part of her wanted to end it now. She wasn't able to handle the mental anguish, nor the physical torment Alex was planning to put her through. She knew it was wrong to feel nothing but sorrow for one's self, but she couldn't help it… it wasn't fair.
Suddenly Phoenix felt Alex take a seat beside her as she felt his hand trail its way up her skirts. Phoenix quickly locked her legs, which made Alex pinch her hard with his fingers of his other hand. Phoenix somewhat squealed as she felt his nails enter her skin harshly, and quickly opened her legs to him. "Good girl", Alex said softly in Phoenix's ear, making her close her eyes tightly, squeezing out a few tears.
She then felt Alex's warm breath begin to breath on her neck, until she felt his mouth enclose on its prey, kissing and devouring her neck like they were young lovers. Phoenix then felt Alex's hand find her womanhood, as he began to rub it gently, attempting to turn her on. Phoenix did nothing, but felt herself be taken advantage of, and think about the many nights her and her husband had spent together. She thought about all the nights he made love to her caringly, and even the first time he had taken her, and how gentle and sweet he had been, trying his hardest not to cause her any pain. Jack was a real man… not Alex Delaine. A real man wouldn't take a woman against her will.
Alex had continued to kiss and grope Phoenix all the way back to his mansion, telling her of the different ways he was going to bed her that night, and make her his own. Phoenix said nothing, but let her silent tears fall from her eyes.
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When Jack awoke groggily, he found himself to be in a type of cell, rather large, but caged nonetheless, wearing nothing but his breeches. There were windows on the ceiling, allowing him to see the bright moonlight, and the magnificent stars. He had a feeling where he was glad about it. He knew now that Alex had Phoenix, and he wasn't hallucinating. Chances are also that he is currently in Alex's home, hopefully, close to Phoenix, and close enough to escape and retrieve his wife.
Jus as Jack sat up, he heard the door of the room be opened. He saw a quick glimpse of the outside of the room, which had a large painting of something, signaling for sure that he was being held in a house… not a prison of any sort.
Two large men strode over to Jack, grabbing him by the arms and dragging him across the room. "Thought you'd never wake up", one large man said, making the other man scoff with a smirk. Jack said nothing, but knew he was in for the beating of his life as he saw one of the men take out along leather strap with small pegs of metal from a bag he held tightly in his hand. As the leather strap was secure in the man's hand, he folded it over a few times, making it thicker, knowing that the pain would be greater.
The man bent down to Jack and made eye contact with him. "After the master's done… I'll take a turn on that slave whore of his", he said with a menacing chuckle, making Jack begin to struggle, attempting to hit the man. "I'll kill ye if ye touch her! I'LL KILL YE!", Jack shouted, his anger going through the roof. The two men merely chuckled back, until Jack spit in one's face.
Jack then felt the harshness of the leather strap on his bare chest, causing him to clench his teeth hard, trying to avoid biting down on his tongue. The men began laughing once more, as they continued to taunt Jack about different ways they would take Phoenix, silencing him in the process by whipping his chest with the strap (at times, knocking the wind out of him). By the time they were done, Jack's chest was covered with the blood from the beating, and he was barely able to move.
The same men began laughing at Jack as they began to kick him in his sides, making him yelp out in pain. Jack could feel the crack of his ribs as the men kicked his chest with great force. Jack's mind began to ignore what was in the room, and concentrated on hi job of finding his wife, and going back to his beautiful children.
Nearly 10 minutes later, the two men had finally ceased beating Jack to a pulp. They began to laugh, and say he was lucky they weren't allowed to kill him… yet. One of the men kicked Jack one last time in the side of his head, making him grip it hard. The same man laughed, and quietly exited the room behind the other man. Jack tried his best not to let the pain affect him, but quickly cracked when he thought about his children and wife once more. The only thing the two of them wanted was to be together with their children… he couldn't understand why something as simple as this was so hard to obtain.
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When Alex and Phoenix had entered the mansion, Alex said nothing as he dragged Phoenix by the forearm up the steps leading to his chambers. Victoria had asked them how their night had one, and got no response as her employer rushed passed her to lead Phoenix to his room. Once at the entrance to the room, Alex grabbed Phoenix harsher and shoved her inside. "Undress", he commanded her, somewhat drunkenly from the effects of the wine he had consumed earlier.
"Ye promised I wouldn't have to sleep with ye", Phoenix said cautiously as she wiped a few tears from her eyes. Alex gave out a true laugh, "And what gives you the right to tell me what I can or cannot do to you? What gives you right period? You're a woman… a slave woman at that, who need to follow her master's orders!", Alex said the last bit of the sentence harshly with much annoyance in his voice. Phoenix said nothing, but bit her lip as she prayed she could escape this.
Alex then slowly walked over to Phoenix and rubbed his fingers along her collarbone, to her shoulders. His hands then rested upon the back of her dress, where he slowly began to toy with the strings, untying the embrace slowly and carefully. Within no time, Alex pushed the whole of Phoenix's dress down to her feet, as he stood behind her and gawked at her naked form from behind.
"Your beautiful", Alex breathed hoarsely, as his member grew stiff in an instant. Alex placed his hands on Phoenix's hips, and began to gently caress her neck with his mouth. Phoenix could feel Alex's member through his trousers, poking her in the back, making her somewhat stiffen, unable to relax. Alex could feel Phoenix's body slowly shake, and he quickly turned her around. Alex looked Phoenix deep in the eyes, and began to speak slowly, as erotically as he could.
"Give in to me… let me make you mine", he finished, gently placing his forefinger underneath Phoenix's chin. Phoenix looked him in the eyes, and he tears fell slowly even thought her face looked expressionless. While his hand continued to rest underneath her chin, Alex took hi other hand, picked up a tiny key from the bureau they were beside, and brought it to the back of Phoenix's neck, unlocking her collar.
The collar fell to the ground and Alex took his hand, placing it around Phoenix, on her back. "Kiss me", he said as he gently pulled her lips to his. Phoenix bit her own lip, and quickly pulled her head away from Alex's. He said nothing to her actions, but instead took a key out of his breast-pocket and walked over to the door of the room. The room was dark (save for the light from the moon that was shining down through the large bay windows), but Alex nonetheless locked the door with ease.
Once the door was locked, Alex threw it in a corner at the other side of the room, letting Phoenix know there was no way out. Phoenix merely looked at Alex with no readable expressions adorning her face as she saw his slowly walk towards her while he began to undress himself. His shirt left his body first, followed by his trousers and his undergarments, making Phoenix want Jack all the more, thinking about when he would "ravish and 'ave 'is filthy way with 'er". The tears began to run like rain as Alex began to approach Phoenix, obviously excited, and with lust filling his eyes. "Kiss me", he commanded gently, as he reached his hand up to her breast, and slowly began to rub it.
Phoenix closed her eyes tightly, trying to ignore his touch. She then felt his warm body press up against hers, as one of his hands went to her back, and the other one went up into her hair. "Kiss me", he said once more, more annoyed than before, making Phoenix open her eyes and look at him pleadingly. Alex said nothing, but continued to stare into her eyes. He then slowly reached down, and planted a soft and gentle kiss to her lips, making her body quiver. She wanted her husband.
Alex then began to kiss her harder, as he let his tongue ravish her mouth. Just as Alex pressed himself into Phoenix harder thought, expressing his want for her body, something came over her body and senses, as she began to kiss him back passionately. Her crying had ceased, and her eyes opened, as she felt Alex kiss her harder, letting himself enjoy their moment.
Suddenly, without warning, Alex felt his body stiffen as he could feel warm liquid begin to fill his mouth slowly, and the pain becoming excruciating… Phoenix bit down on his tongue without mercy. "MRRGHM!", Alex yelled out through his closed mouth as he tried to ignore the pain he was feeling. Phoenix without hesitation, quickly grabbed Alex's shirt he had discarded, and pulled on his pants, dodging a few attempts to be punched by Alex.
It was her last resort… no ay in hell she would give herself to another man without one hell of a fight. Phoenix saw Alex spit the contents of his mouth onto the ground, making a large bloody stain. He somewhat felt himself almost fall to the ground from the realization that his tongue had been nearly severed by Phoenix's teeth. He saw where Phoenix was heading, and quickly tried to run over to her, but had fallen as he felt a chair that had been sitting on the opposite side of the room, be hurled at his upper body.
Phoenix looked at him only with a glance, making sure he was down, as she brought up her foot to the bay window, and kicked it open with force. She quickly ran to the edge of the small balcony, and looked down, making sure she could jump over with ease. She found nowhere suitable at first, but then saw one of the carriages sitting almost directly underneath the balcony at the front of the house. She jumped down without thinking twice, and landed harshly on the top of the carriage.
Phoenix quickly got down, and opened the doors of the carriage frantically, looking for the pistol she had seen earlier, just in case Alex jumped down onto the carriage also. As she searched thought, she had only then realized that the carriage had not been the one she had ridden in. She looked around confused for a moment, and was about to turn and run until she saw something horrific laying in the corner of the small coach… Jack Sparrow's hat.
Phoenix looked at it for a moment in complete shock, but quickly picked it up once she heard Alex's form fall onto the top of the carriage. "CME 'ERE!", he struggled to say through his blood-filled mouth. Phoenix then grabbed the pistol, and turned to run until she felt Alex's hand grasp her hair without mercy, yanking her up to where he was atop the carriage. Phoenix struggled for a moment, put the quickly took the pistol, and shot his forearm, making his hand release her.
Without looking back, Phoenix ran as fast as she could feeling torn between risking feeling the anger of Alexander Delaine to find Jack, or to run to safety, as far as her legs could take her. She looked down at the hat once more, and came to the conclusion that if Jack was here on the island, nay Alex's home, then surely his ship is at the docks awaiting the return of it's infamous Captain Jack Sparrow.
