A/n: Sorry this took me SO long. Make me walk the plank later, just read!!
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Chapter Nine: Betrayal and Renewal
Dane slowly picked the picture and stared at it with Wide eyes. The woman in the picture was her mother, from the masses of brown curls to the blue eyes. Dane ran her shaking hand hand over the picture, then lay it down, while picking up the torn letter. She was surprised to find it in her mother's handwritting.
"Dear William,
If you get this letter it means Charles has found me. Do not greive, for the
girls are safe. He never found Damita and never will. William, don't go
looking for him, as I know you will. You have your William to think about,
Along with our daughte-"
Dane closed her eyes in frustration, the rest of the letter was torn off. She shoved the things back into the hole, and stuc her bag up agianst the hole, hiding it.
"Come on Mercy, let's get some air..."
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Robert fallowed Will to the Docks and puzzled expression on his face. His Blacksmith master had hurried out of the Smith when he had heard Elizabeth's message, and Robert was curious. AFter all, Will had looked rather flustered.
Hiding behind a box down by the dock, he saw Will waiting at the hull of a large ship with a black sails.
"The Pearl?" he whispered, "In Port Royal?"
He caught movment aboard and someone, a swaggering pirate walk (Or swagger) down the plank onto the dock. Will saw him too and went to greet him. But neither Will nor the Pirate saw the second someone sneak softly off the boat and hide behind one of the other boxes littering the dock.
"Ambush..." said Robert, with slitted eyes, "Not while I'm here." He snuck toward the other form.
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Dane had been sitting by the mast rubbing Mercy behind the ears. It was comforting to her, simply to have someone who cared for you near, even if it was her dog. Mercy didn't mind the extra attention at all.
With the closing of a door, Dane looked up. Jack swaggered, sliently if possible, off the boat. Dane groaned inwardly.
"Your going to get us all killed Jack Sparrow!" she said to herself more than to Jack. Either way, he didn't hear. Dane quickly tied Mercy to the mast, and pulled her dagger out of the clothe wrap she wore around her waist.
She snuck off the ship and behind one of the boxes.
Jack walked up toward a person at the end of the dock, and greet him. Dane curse under ber breath, and started to get back to the ship, after all the code was strict about such things, when she felt a long knife snake it way under her chin.
"Drop it." came a voice form behind.
The Dagger in her left hand fell to the dock, clattering. She rolled her eyes, and sat back down,
"Is this smart? I am a pirate."
Her captor snorted, "Yes, but you don't know where I grew up."
"Behind your Mother's skirt no doubt."
She brought her hand up slowly, the long knife inched closer to her windpipe.
"Don't make me."
Dane smiled and suddenly grabbed his wrist, digging her fingernails into his wrist. He dropped his knife and it slid down the dock. Dane swung her elbow back and his him in the stomache.
She scrambled for her dagger, and grasped it. She turned and faced her captor, a boy of maybe eighteen holding his knife. Both stared at each other for a moment, when the boy's eyes widened, "Robin?"
Dane cocked her head, hodling her dagger tighter, "Aye...."
The boy reached into this shirt and pulled out a red jewel on a gold chain, "Remeber me?"
Dane nodded, "Robert dearest... I hoped you died. Oh well."
She brought her other hand up and knocked his kinfe away,it slid into the water. She pushed him into the wall and held the knife up to his chin.
"I ought to kill you..." she whispered, "After all you've done."
Robert didn't seem to phased by the sharp point at his chin, "After what?"
Dane heard Jack and his friend come down the dock, but she continued, "I dunno, left me to die in a jail house, saved your own neak when we were *partners*! And let's see... Oh yes! Stole **MY** gold!!"
"Stole? Stole? Well excuse me! It wasn't like you earned it or anything!" When Dane frowned, Robert smiled charmingly, "Hey, we were pit-pockers..."
A pistol was cocked and held to her head, Dane threw her dagger down where it landed, point down, into the woodwork.
"Shove it, Jack. It's me." she said turning toward Jack, Will right behind him. Jack nodded, seemingly upset, "and the lad?" he asked.
"Robert Eagel, my apprentance." Will said as she said "Robert Skylar, ex-partner."
She glared at Robert who grinned rougishly, comming a step up
"What can I say Dane, luv." he said shrugging.
Dane rolled her eyes, angerily an shoved Robert into the wall.
Hard...
"Dear lord, I hate you." she said bitterly, before walking away.
Robert rubbed his shoulder before looking toward Jack and Will, "Nasty
8ducks
Chapter Nine: Betrayal and Renewal
Dane slowly picked the picture and stared at it with Wide eyes. The woman in the picture was her mother, from the masses of brown curls to the blue eyes. Dane ran her shaking hand hand over the picture, then lay it down, while picking up the torn letter. She was surprised to find it in her mother's handwritting.
"Dear William,
If you get this letter it means Charles has found me. Do not greive, for the
girls are safe. He never found Damita and never will. William, don't go
looking for him, as I know you will. You have your William to think about,
Along with our daughte-"
Dane closed her eyes in frustration, the rest of the letter was torn off. She shoved the things back into the hole, and stuc her bag up agianst the hole, hiding it.
"Come on Mercy, let's get some air..."
____________________________________
Robert fallowed Will to the Docks and puzzled expression on his face. His Blacksmith master had hurried out of the Smith when he had heard Elizabeth's message, and Robert was curious. AFter all, Will had looked rather flustered.
Hiding behind a box down by the dock, he saw Will waiting at the hull of a large ship with a black sails.
"The Pearl?" he whispered, "In Port Royal?"
He caught movment aboard and someone, a swaggering pirate walk (Or swagger) down the plank onto the dock. Will saw him too and went to greet him. But neither Will nor the Pirate saw the second someone sneak softly off the boat and hide behind one of the other boxes littering the dock.
"Ambush..." said Robert, with slitted eyes, "Not while I'm here." He snuck toward the other form.
____________________________________
Dane had been sitting by the mast rubbing Mercy behind the ears. It was comforting to her, simply to have someone who cared for you near, even if it was her dog. Mercy didn't mind the extra attention at all.
With the closing of a door, Dane looked up. Jack swaggered, sliently if possible, off the boat. Dane groaned inwardly.
"Your going to get us all killed Jack Sparrow!" she said to herself more than to Jack. Either way, he didn't hear. Dane quickly tied Mercy to the mast, and pulled her dagger out of the clothe wrap she wore around her waist.
She snuck off the ship and behind one of the boxes.
Jack walked up toward a person at the end of the dock, and greet him. Dane curse under ber breath, and started to get back to the ship, after all the code was strict about such things, when she felt a long knife snake it way under her chin.
"Drop it." came a voice form behind.
The Dagger in her left hand fell to the dock, clattering. She rolled her eyes, and sat back down,
"Is this smart? I am a pirate."
Her captor snorted, "Yes, but you don't know where I grew up."
"Behind your Mother's skirt no doubt."
She brought her hand up slowly, the long knife inched closer to her windpipe.
"Don't make me."
Dane smiled and suddenly grabbed his wrist, digging her fingernails into his wrist. He dropped his knife and it slid down the dock. Dane swung her elbow back and his him in the stomache.
She scrambled for her dagger, and grasped it. She turned and faced her captor, a boy of maybe eighteen holding his knife. Both stared at each other for a moment, when the boy's eyes widened, "Robin?"
Dane cocked her head, hodling her dagger tighter, "Aye...."
The boy reached into this shirt and pulled out a red jewel on a gold chain, "Remeber me?"
Dane nodded, "Robert dearest... I hoped you died. Oh well."
She brought her other hand up and knocked his kinfe away,it slid into the water. She pushed him into the wall and held the knife up to his chin.
"I ought to kill you..." she whispered, "After all you've done."
Robert didn't seem to phased by the sharp point at his chin, "After what?"
Dane heard Jack and his friend come down the dock, but she continued, "I dunno, left me to die in a jail house, saved your own neak when we were *partners*! And let's see... Oh yes! Stole **MY** gold!!"
"Stole? Stole? Well excuse me! It wasn't like you earned it or anything!" When Dane frowned, Robert smiled charmingly, "Hey, we were pit-pockers..."
A pistol was cocked and held to her head, Dane threw her dagger down where it landed, point down, into the woodwork.
"Shove it, Jack. It's me." she said turning toward Jack, Will right behind him. Jack nodded, seemingly upset, "and the lad?" he asked.
"Robert Eagel, my apprentance." Will said as she said "Robert Skylar, ex-partner."
She glared at Robert who grinned rougishly, comming a step up
"What can I say Dane, luv." he said shrugging.
Dane rolled her eyes, angerily an shoved Robert into the wall.
Hard...
"Dear lord, I hate you." she said bitterly, before walking away.
Robert rubbed his shoulder before looking toward Jack and Will, "Nasty