Here's my fourth chapter, mates! ;) Hope you enjoy it, and please review, as always...
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LILY THE IGNORANT
We reached the Black Pearl shortly after Jack had told me I'd at some point been spotted in The Villain with George Goldee.
It wasn't exactly in my plan. I remembered that evening, it had been eleven months ago or so. George had entered, wearing a big hat and jacket, obviously to hide from suspicious eyes who he was. Sadly, he hadn't done a good enough job, it would seem.
I had decided on that night I wanted nothing more to do with George. Sure, we were family, but not even blood relations could undo the damage he'd caused me over the years. George was a scoundrel, a cheat, a throughout rotten man. But he was no pirate, and apparently no lawless.
This, however, Jack didn't seem to know. It had caught my attention that Jack knew little or nothing about George and his business, only that he was wanted badly by both the Tinys and the British Empire when he was officially "alive". Jack had probably heard rumours about George Goldee having some fabulous treasure hidden somewhere, and that that's what everybody was seeking. George had a sort of treasure, I suppose you could say. He had a lot of things. But he wasn't wanted only for this stolen "treasure". There was more to George than I could ever have known.
Jack and his crew helped me aboard the Black Pearl, and well on deck I saw the Tinys running all over the docks shouting, probably looking for their rowboats or something like that, an opportunity to get out to their ship before we would slip through their fingers and get away.
But then I spotted something. Running down to the docks was a girl, wearing a raggy and torn dress, her hair pretty messy and she was shouting wildly.
It was Lily.
"Sally!" I could hear her cry. "Sally!"
I knew Lily well. She probably thought Jack had come to take me away, carry me off back to Tortuga or something like that. And now, Lily wanted to come.
I waved frantically at her, trying to make her run back. I didn't want her to get involved in any of this.
"Sally!" she cried again and waved back at me, clearly not getting my message. She probably thought I was waving her goodbye, something she wouldn't accept.
I kept waving at her, trying to make her realize she had to go back. But too late, the Tinys spotted her. Helplessly I had to stand on the Pearl and watch as they approached her and started talking. Lily had probably learned something about the Tinys from Peg, but not enough for her to know they would be dangerous. If they were as eager to get their hands on George Goldee as Jack believed, they wouldn't let Lily get away if they thought she knew something of George, or of where Jack could be taking me.
So I had to stand and watch as they took my dear friend Lily with them, her not even struggling, thinking they were quite nice and charming men, into a rowboat and off towards their ship.
"Oh, damn," I sighed as I watched it. All around me, Jack's crew were preparing the ship to leave, and we were soon on our way out from Warren island. When we were clear of all the rocks and well out, Jack left someone else in command and approached me.
"I thought I saw somethin'," he said. "Or someone, is more the right word, bein' taken to the Tinys' ship."
I nodded. "You did. It was my friend, Lily."
"Oh, another fellow whore." He smiled a bit.
"Friend," I corrected with anger. "Thanks to you, she's now been dragged into this. and I don't even know what 'this' really is! I know it's about George Goldee, and all the stuff he's wanted for, but that's all. Why are they so eager to get to him?"
"Well," Jack said. "To be honest with ya, love, I don't quite know. I don't have any first hand information on this Goldee fella, 'cept for that he's got somethin' that they be wantin'."
"I don't know where he is," I blurted out. "I haven't seen him since he came to The Villain. He didn't leave me any clues as to where he was going, I have no information useful to the Tinys, and neither does Lily."
"Yeah, but they don't know that," he said. "Besides, you know more than they do, seeing as how up until recently they thought ol' Goldee was dead. You've clearly known his being alive for a long time, and that's what they're interested in hearin' about." He looked at me. "Why'd he come to see ya in The Villain?"
"That's none of your business," I replied.
He was just about to argue, but I wasn't finished: "I know you say you saved my life just now, Jack, and that I owe you as much as to tell you what I know, but that's not a fact. I have nothing interestin' to tell neither you nor the Tinys about George. And if you hadn't come to save me, and they had gotten their hands on me, they still would have learned nothin'. So you've never had any reason to fear, or any reason to demand me answerin' yer questions."
Jack sighed heavily. "You haven't changed, lass. I'm just askin' for a little bit of cooperation."
"Well, you won't get any."
"If you could just tell me what Goldee's got that they'd be wantin', I would be more than satisfied."
"But I don't know what that is!" I beamed. "Like I said, I've got no knowledge of interest regarding George Goldee! Not to you, and not to them, and not to the British navy. Not to anyone!"
Jack raised an eyebrow. "The British navy?"
I hesitated. Had I just said more than I should have? Didn't Jack know that the navy had been looking for George when he was supposingly alive?
"He's more famous than I thought," Jack grinned. "What was his trade, love? 'E must 'ave been someone important, or someone influential. Or someone dangerous, I bet. Which was he?"
"He was a Captain," I said. "For the British navy, and a good one, too. He was quite famous back then, and quite honorable. A part of the upper class, I even daresay. For a while, anyways."
"Then what happened?"
I shrugged. "A lot of things. I'm not quite sure of all. He spent a lot of time in England as well as in the Caribbean. At some point, three years ago, like you said, he was declared dead at sea. There was a lot of fuss about it."
"But he wasn't dead," Jack said.
"No... But everybody thought he was. I thought he was, my family thought he was. The British Empire, everybody. That's what caused the fuss..."
"What? That 'e was dead?"
I nodded. "Dead at sea, too. There was somethin' on his ship that shouldn't have been lost. And George had a lot of questions to answer for at the time he conveniently 'died'."
"What happened to his crew, then?" Jack asked. "Those from his ship? Someone musta lived to tell the story."
"One man lived," I answered. "He was the one who told my family about George's death, as well as the British navy and Empire. He claimed there'd been a terrible storm, and he'd only survived because he had been thrown overboard and into one of the rowboats. He'd cut the boat loose and been driven off away from the storm. But of course, he had to have been lyin' all that time. George was alive."
"And so was his crew and the ship then, I figure," Jack said, then added with a grin: "And I'm certain that ship contained somethin' nice and shiny, seein' as how ol' Goldee wanted to keep it so much he faked his own death." A lust for treasure and gold lit a light in Jack's eyes, and it was like his adventure spirit, the one I'd seen so many times in the pub in Tortuga, was back once more.
I looked angrily at him. Lily had been taken away by the Tinys, and I had been taken away by Jack. And all he could think of, was that George might have been saving some great treasure on that ship that Jack now could get his hands on, using me to lead him to it. I said fiercly: "But that's all I know, Captain Sparrow, so we're stuck with no information on George and his ship. We've got nothin' to do but to sail on forever hoping that the Tinys won't catch up with us. Of course, I won't be in any danger because I've got no information for them they don't already know, but you..."
"...will be dead." Jack finished my sentence with a playful smile. "IF they catch up with us. But they won't," he concluded, and went off, clearly with things on his mind.
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"I'm sorry if they hurt you," he smiled. A disgusting, repulsive smile that would be of no comfort to anyone. The smile of a rich and powerful man just doing whatever he can to reach his goal, killing and destroying whatever's in his way. But still smiling, believing he's close to achieve his goal.
"That doesn't take away the pain, fancy pants," Lily replied.
She sat in a chair, hands tied on her back. This couldn't possibly be normal procedure for the law, not even in a crazy corner of the world like the Caribbean. But this wasn't exactly the law, at least not the real one. This was the law doing it's duty in a fierce and violent way in order to get what it called justice.
This was, obviously, the Tinys.
"It will go away," he said reasurringly.
"You and yer Tiny-friends think you can just do whatever you like, isn't that right?" Lily said angrily.
The man stared at her, hate in his eyes. "I don't much care for that name," he said cooly.
"What? 'Tiny'?" she repeated, and at this, he slapped her hard across the face.
"I guess I was mistaken," she said, staring back at him again, the pain her cheek distracting her from thinking straight, but not from talking back at him. "I though ye were nice men, the way ya talked to me back on the dock an' all. I was mistaken, there's nothin' good in ye, and Sally was right in runnin' from ya. And Peg was right in lyin' to ya disgustin' Tiny-friends!"
"Yes, we had a short delay thanks to this little Peg," he said in a calm voice. "They even took off again back to Tortuga, to deal with the traitors who had sent them off to Warren island. A barmaid, one of them was, who'd told them Sally Goldee had quit there and gone to Warren. We were about to punish her on behalf of our companions," he smiled, clearly enjoying telling Lily the story, "when a strange and old man approached us."
This caught Lily's attention more than the other parts of the story had.
"He was rather drunk, and as smelly as any. Plus," the Tiny added, "he was of course, a pirate. Creatures a decent man from the British Empire shouldn't be trusting if he knows what's good for him. But this man was originally from Warren island, like yourself," he added, and gave her a quick wink. "He wanted our attention, claiming no one ever noticed him anymore after he got old and lost his ship. We paid him more attention than anyone ever had in the last years, because he was more than willing to confirm the rumours of Sally Goldee being on Warren. He even insisted on taking us there to meet her, he said she was a lovely young lady." He leaned back in his chair. "We owe a lot to Peter Derry, he was quite helpful. Of course, we couldn't bring him with us when we went back to Warren, although we made him believe we would. He just wanted some attention... But we got the information we needed, then we had to shoot him as we were out at sea."
Lily reacted to this. She hadn't cared much for Pete, and she cared even less for him now that she learned he had told on Golden Sally, but she was still shocked to hear the Tinys would shoot him after all the assistance he'd clearly given them.
"He was a pirate," the Tiny said, as if to excuse the killing. "And he said he had been a good one in his days. He was old, he just wanted to be remembered. We will remember him."
Lily was filled with confusion. She couldn't understand what these men could possibly want with Sally. They'd been all over looking for her. And now, they had caught Lily, and one of them was wasting a lot of time sitting there, telling her the story of how they'd found The Villain.
"We had, as you already know, these three other men looking for Sally Goldee in The Cursed Villain a couple of weeks ago," he said. "But they had no luck. We met with them in Tortuga. They went back to Port Royal, but we went back to Warren to try and find Sally Goldee. Which we did," he added with a smile.
"Yeah, ye found her," Lily said angrily, "but ye didn't get yer hands on her! She got away, thanks to that mysterious Captain Sparrow!"
The Tinys stared at her, it looked as if he wanted to kill her right there and then. The hate was intense. But he calmed down, and continued. "Captain Sparrow's apperance was... unfortunate. But it could as well be a blessing, once we catch up with his ship and arrest both him and miss Sally Goldee." He stared staight into Lily's eyes. "I am a duke, girl, and we, our group of honorable dukes, earls, lords and wealthy, decent men, are the law. We'll get them both, and what's rightfully ours."
"What's that, then? Rightfully yers?" she asked. "I don't even know why you're after Sally, or that Mister Sparrow. You're always runnin' about ruinin' other peoples lives, aren't ya! I can't believe I let ya take me away here, I shoulda listened to Sally..."
The duke reacted. "What? Did Sally Goldee say something to you? About what? Us?"
Lily shook her head. "No, she tried to make me leave the dock, that's all. But I didn't realize tha' until it was too late. But now I'll do what's honorable fer Golden Sally, and I won't say a word to ya about her, or anythin' else you'll be wantin' to know."
The duke's eyes went narrow. "Oh, I think you will. You think you have done nothing wrong, and that we therefore can't punish you for anything. You think you have some certain amount of rights, don't you? But we are the extreme parts of our rightful law, and we serve our Lord and our Empire in order to make justice." He smiled the evil, distusting smile once again, which gave Lily shivers down her back. Then he said: "And you, little whore, have no rights here."
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Well, that's it for now... Please review, I'd love to hear some comments!!
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LILY THE IGNORANT
We reached the Black Pearl shortly after Jack had told me I'd at some point been spotted in The Villain with George Goldee.
It wasn't exactly in my plan. I remembered that evening, it had been eleven months ago or so. George had entered, wearing a big hat and jacket, obviously to hide from suspicious eyes who he was. Sadly, he hadn't done a good enough job, it would seem.
I had decided on that night I wanted nothing more to do with George. Sure, we were family, but not even blood relations could undo the damage he'd caused me over the years. George was a scoundrel, a cheat, a throughout rotten man. But he was no pirate, and apparently no lawless.
This, however, Jack didn't seem to know. It had caught my attention that Jack knew little or nothing about George and his business, only that he was wanted badly by both the Tinys and the British Empire when he was officially "alive". Jack had probably heard rumours about George Goldee having some fabulous treasure hidden somewhere, and that that's what everybody was seeking. George had a sort of treasure, I suppose you could say. He had a lot of things. But he wasn't wanted only for this stolen "treasure". There was more to George than I could ever have known.
Jack and his crew helped me aboard the Black Pearl, and well on deck I saw the Tinys running all over the docks shouting, probably looking for their rowboats or something like that, an opportunity to get out to their ship before we would slip through their fingers and get away.
But then I spotted something. Running down to the docks was a girl, wearing a raggy and torn dress, her hair pretty messy and she was shouting wildly.
It was Lily.
"Sally!" I could hear her cry. "Sally!"
I knew Lily well. She probably thought Jack had come to take me away, carry me off back to Tortuga or something like that. And now, Lily wanted to come.
I waved frantically at her, trying to make her run back. I didn't want her to get involved in any of this.
"Sally!" she cried again and waved back at me, clearly not getting my message. She probably thought I was waving her goodbye, something she wouldn't accept.
I kept waving at her, trying to make her realize she had to go back. But too late, the Tinys spotted her. Helplessly I had to stand on the Pearl and watch as they approached her and started talking. Lily had probably learned something about the Tinys from Peg, but not enough for her to know they would be dangerous. If they were as eager to get their hands on George Goldee as Jack believed, they wouldn't let Lily get away if they thought she knew something of George, or of where Jack could be taking me.
So I had to stand and watch as they took my dear friend Lily with them, her not even struggling, thinking they were quite nice and charming men, into a rowboat and off towards their ship.
"Oh, damn," I sighed as I watched it. All around me, Jack's crew were preparing the ship to leave, and we were soon on our way out from Warren island. When we were clear of all the rocks and well out, Jack left someone else in command and approached me.
"I thought I saw somethin'," he said. "Or someone, is more the right word, bein' taken to the Tinys' ship."
I nodded. "You did. It was my friend, Lily."
"Oh, another fellow whore." He smiled a bit.
"Friend," I corrected with anger. "Thanks to you, she's now been dragged into this. and I don't even know what 'this' really is! I know it's about George Goldee, and all the stuff he's wanted for, but that's all. Why are they so eager to get to him?"
"Well," Jack said. "To be honest with ya, love, I don't quite know. I don't have any first hand information on this Goldee fella, 'cept for that he's got somethin' that they be wantin'."
"I don't know where he is," I blurted out. "I haven't seen him since he came to The Villain. He didn't leave me any clues as to where he was going, I have no information useful to the Tinys, and neither does Lily."
"Yeah, but they don't know that," he said. "Besides, you know more than they do, seeing as how up until recently they thought ol' Goldee was dead. You've clearly known his being alive for a long time, and that's what they're interested in hearin' about." He looked at me. "Why'd he come to see ya in The Villain?"
"That's none of your business," I replied.
He was just about to argue, but I wasn't finished: "I know you say you saved my life just now, Jack, and that I owe you as much as to tell you what I know, but that's not a fact. I have nothing interestin' to tell neither you nor the Tinys about George. And if you hadn't come to save me, and they had gotten their hands on me, they still would have learned nothin'. So you've never had any reason to fear, or any reason to demand me answerin' yer questions."
Jack sighed heavily. "You haven't changed, lass. I'm just askin' for a little bit of cooperation."
"Well, you won't get any."
"If you could just tell me what Goldee's got that they'd be wantin', I would be more than satisfied."
"But I don't know what that is!" I beamed. "Like I said, I've got no knowledge of interest regarding George Goldee! Not to you, and not to them, and not to the British navy. Not to anyone!"
Jack raised an eyebrow. "The British navy?"
I hesitated. Had I just said more than I should have? Didn't Jack know that the navy had been looking for George when he was supposingly alive?
"He's more famous than I thought," Jack grinned. "What was his trade, love? 'E must 'ave been someone important, or someone influential. Or someone dangerous, I bet. Which was he?"
"He was a Captain," I said. "For the British navy, and a good one, too. He was quite famous back then, and quite honorable. A part of the upper class, I even daresay. For a while, anyways."
"Then what happened?"
I shrugged. "A lot of things. I'm not quite sure of all. He spent a lot of time in England as well as in the Caribbean. At some point, three years ago, like you said, he was declared dead at sea. There was a lot of fuss about it."
"But he wasn't dead," Jack said.
"No... But everybody thought he was. I thought he was, my family thought he was. The British Empire, everybody. That's what caused the fuss..."
"What? That 'e was dead?"
I nodded. "Dead at sea, too. There was somethin' on his ship that shouldn't have been lost. And George had a lot of questions to answer for at the time he conveniently 'died'."
"What happened to his crew, then?" Jack asked. "Those from his ship? Someone musta lived to tell the story."
"One man lived," I answered. "He was the one who told my family about George's death, as well as the British navy and Empire. He claimed there'd been a terrible storm, and he'd only survived because he had been thrown overboard and into one of the rowboats. He'd cut the boat loose and been driven off away from the storm. But of course, he had to have been lyin' all that time. George was alive."
"And so was his crew and the ship then, I figure," Jack said, then added with a grin: "And I'm certain that ship contained somethin' nice and shiny, seein' as how ol' Goldee wanted to keep it so much he faked his own death." A lust for treasure and gold lit a light in Jack's eyes, and it was like his adventure spirit, the one I'd seen so many times in the pub in Tortuga, was back once more.
I looked angrily at him. Lily had been taken away by the Tinys, and I had been taken away by Jack. And all he could think of, was that George might have been saving some great treasure on that ship that Jack now could get his hands on, using me to lead him to it. I said fiercly: "But that's all I know, Captain Sparrow, so we're stuck with no information on George and his ship. We've got nothin' to do but to sail on forever hoping that the Tinys won't catch up with us. Of course, I won't be in any danger because I've got no information for them they don't already know, but you..."
"...will be dead." Jack finished my sentence with a playful smile. "IF they catch up with us. But they won't," he concluded, and went off, clearly with things on his mind.
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"I'm sorry if they hurt you," he smiled. A disgusting, repulsive smile that would be of no comfort to anyone. The smile of a rich and powerful man just doing whatever he can to reach his goal, killing and destroying whatever's in his way. But still smiling, believing he's close to achieve his goal.
"That doesn't take away the pain, fancy pants," Lily replied.
She sat in a chair, hands tied on her back. This couldn't possibly be normal procedure for the law, not even in a crazy corner of the world like the Caribbean. But this wasn't exactly the law, at least not the real one. This was the law doing it's duty in a fierce and violent way in order to get what it called justice.
This was, obviously, the Tinys.
"It will go away," he said reasurringly.
"You and yer Tiny-friends think you can just do whatever you like, isn't that right?" Lily said angrily.
The man stared at her, hate in his eyes. "I don't much care for that name," he said cooly.
"What? 'Tiny'?" she repeated, and at this, he slapped her hard across the face.
"I guess I was mistaken," she said, staring back at him again, the pain her cheek distracting her from thinking straight, but not from talking back at him. "I though ye were nice men, the way ya talked to me back on the dock an' all. I was mistaken, there's nothin' good in ye, and Sally was right in runnin' from ya. And Peg was right in lyin' to ya disgustin' Tiny-friends!"
"Yes, we had a short delay thanks to this little Peg," he said in a calm voice. "They even took off again back to Tortuga, to deal with the traitors who had sent them off to Warren island. A barmaid, one of them was, who'd told them Sally Goldee had quit there and gone to Warren. We were about to punish her on behalf of our companions," he smiled, clearly enjoying telling Lily the story, "when a strange and old man approached us."
This caught Lily's attention more than the other parts of the story had.
"He was rather drunk, and as smelly as any. Plus," the Tiny added, "he was of course, a pirate. Creatures a decent man from the British Empire shouldn't be trusting if he knows what's good for him. But this man was originally from Warren island, like yourself," he added, and gave her a quick wink. "He wanted our attention, claiming no one ever noticed him anymore after he got old and lost his ship. We paid him more attention than anyone ever had in the last years, because he was more than willing to confirm the rumours of Sally Goldee being on Warren. He even insisted on taking us there to meet her, he said she was a lovely young lady." He leaned back in his chair. "We owe a lot to Peter Derry, he was quite helpful. Of course, we couldn't bring him with us when we went back to Warren, although we made him believe we would. He just wanted some attention... But we got the information we needed, then we had to shoot him as we were out at sea."
Lily reacted to this. She hadn't cared much for Pete, and she cared even less for him now that she learned he had told on Golden Sally, but she was still shocked to hear the Tinys would shoot him after all the assistance he'd clearly given them.
"He was a pirate," the Tiny said, as if to excuse the killing. "And he said he had been a good one in his days. He was old, he just wanted to be remembered. We will remember him."
Lily was filled with confusion. She couldn't understand what these men could possibly want with Sally. They'd been all over looking for her. And now, they had caught Lily, and one of them was wasting a lot of time sitting there, telling her the story of how they'd found The Villain.
"We had, as you already know, these three other men looking for Sally Goldee in The Cursed Villain a couple of weeks ago," he said. "But they had no luck. We met with them in Tortuga. They went back to Port Royal, but we went back to Warren to try and find Sally Goldee. Which we did," he added with a smile.
"Yeah, ye found her," Lily said angrily, "but ye didn't get yer hands on her! She got away, thanks to that mysterious Captain Sparrow!"
The Tinys stared at her, it looked as if he wanted to kill her right there and then. The hate was intense. But he calmed down, and continued. "Captain Sparrow's apperance was... unfortunate. But it could as well be a blessing, once we catch up with his ship and arrest both him and miss Sally Goldee." He stared staight into Lily's eyes. "I am a duke, girl, and we, our group of honorable dukes, earls, lords and wealthy, decent men, are the law. We'll get them both, and what's rightfully ours."
"What's that, then? Rightfully yers?" she asked. "I don't even know why you're after Sally, or that Mister Sparrow. You're always runnin' about ruinin' other peoples lives, aren't ya! I can't believe I let ya take me away here, I shoulda listened to Sally..."
The duke reacted. "What? Did Sally Goldee say something to you? About what? Us?"
Lily shook her head. "No, she tried to make me leave the dock, that's all. But I didn't realize tha' until it was too late. But now I'll do what's honorable fer Golden Sally, and I won't say a word to ya about her, or anythin' else you'll be wantin' to know."
The duke's eyes went narrow. "Oh, I think you will. You think you have done nothing wrong, and that we therefore can't punish you for anything. You think you have some certain amount of rights, don't you? But we are the extreme parts of our rightful law, and we serve our Lord and our Empire in order to make justice." He smiled the evil, distusting smile once again, which gave Lily shivers down her back. Then he said: "And you, little whore, have no rights here."
***
Well, that's it for now... Please review, I'd love to hear some comments!!