Chapter 29: Confrontation
As she jolted along, she realized that the terrain was getting sandier, with more rocks. Where was he taking her? She soon realized he was mumbling to himself again, and she tried her best to listen to what he was saying. Something about someone being too close? What was this all about? Too close to what? As hard as she tried, she could not make out any more of what he was saying, nor did she really care too much anymore as the continued jolting kept sending shocks of pain through her body.
Damn it, she thought to herself, a spark of her old temperament rising within her, why the hell was she just waiting for someone to come rescue her? Could she not do something herself? When Amos stopped walking and threw her down onto the ground--the relatively soft ground compared to his bedroom floor--she waited patiently for him to turn around for a moment before lashing out with her bound feet.
They came into contact with his leg, making him stumble. When he regained his balance he turned to look at her with a familiar glint in his eyes. Oh, she thought as the spark died, that would be why she awaited a rescuer...
She hardly felt it this time as he tortured and violated her once again, but she hoped as she always did that this would be the last time.
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"Blast it, he's not here!" she exclaimed as she came downstairs. Both Jack and Will admired her grace as she moved, and the nearly visible fires of her determination and anger only made her that much more appealing. She was always beautiful, but her anger made her absolutely glorious. Of course, neither of the men wanted to be the recipient of that anger, and nearly pitied the woman's father and sibling.
Jack tore his eyes away from Arianne when her father moved slightly away and more towards the door. "Not so fast," he said, pulling his pistol out and pointing it at the man. "You're not leaving the party so rudely, are you?" When he shook his head and moved back to the center of the room, Jack lowered the pistol. "So very good of you to stay."
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Later, she was left lying alone on the sand and debris and tried to catch her breath as the sea gently sprayed her face. Amos had left some time ago, she could not be sure how long. All she knew was that he had stroked her face gently before he had gone, saying that he had enjoyed the time they had spent together. She dared not even to hope that those words had meant what they sounded like.
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"I am only going to ask you one more time, Arthur," she said to him, the look in her eyes the only thing betraying her impatience. "Where did Amos go?"
It was midnight. They had been at this for a good two hours now, and the wretched woman had questioned every servant in the house as to Amos' whereabouts. This woman in front of him was not his daughter, this was a hardened creature he had never met before now. He did not know where Amos had gone, but he wasn't about to tell her that. She was no better than a pirate, and in his eyes she was much worse than simply a pirate. He glanced towards Amara. This was all her fault. Feeding the girl with tales of pirates and magic and "true love." What had the woman been thinking?
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Damn it all, this was so frustrating! She had questioned everyone in the household and no one had seen him! It was as if he had vanished into thin air. She left her father alone for the moment and began pacing. Where would he have gone? She had to admit that she didn't know any of his hangouts, had never bothered to find out, as a matter of fact. Now she regretted it immensely.
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Will watched Arianne pace and felt terrible for not jumping to her defense as Jack had. He also felt terrible for the betrayal of her love that he knew would come once they found Elizabeth. God he was a terrible man, and he did not deserve such a fine woman loving him. She didn't deserve his treachery.
When the door opened, everyone froze.
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When he opened the door and went inside, his jaw nearly dropped open in surprise. Standing there was all of his family and the bastard blacksmith, Will Turner, along with the pirate Jack Sparrow. Quickly recovering, he walked up to Arianne as if to give her a hug saying, "Arianne! You've retu--" He was forced to stop short as he felt the tip of a blade just under his chin.
"Get away from me, you disgusting monster," she whispered menacingly, a fire of the like he had never seen in her radiating from her eyes. Involuntarily, he took a few steps back, and was then infuriated with himself for retreating from a mere woman.
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When he moved forward as if to grab her, hate marring his normally handsome features, she drew her sword and with a face of stone slapped his arm hard with the flat of her blade. "I told you to stay away from me, and you will do so," she said, her voice thankfully not quavering in the slightest. She could only hope that her eyes showed as little emotion.
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Blood rushed to his face as the indignity of what she had just done sank in. "You'll pay for that!" he screamed in fury. "You will pay for the insult to my pride, you will pay for having the nerve to grow a spine and be unafraid of me!" As he continued to shout, focused completely on his sister, he missed the shock plain on his father's face, the horror on his mother's, the absolute contempt upon Jack and Will's faces.
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Jack put his sword and pistol away, seeing with satisfaction that Arthur no longer made any move whatsoever towards the door. When Will made a move to draw his sword, Jack stopped him. Arianne could take care of herself.
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Arthur stared at his son, not recognizing him either. Amos had always been a nice young man, and yet here he was screaming that he was going to make Arianne pay for escaping his grasp, for no longer fearing him. As he described what he would do to make her pay, Arthur blanched. Amos had a very imaginative and troubled mind. Slowly, Arthur began to realize that he had been wrong about both of his children.
He hoped the price of his mistake would not be too high.
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Amara quivered in fear in spite of herself. She knew that Amos meant every word of what he said and wondered what he had done to Elizabeth. Wondered what he would do to her when he finally got his hands on her.
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Arianne stared calmly at the raging beast before her, feeling no fear in spite of the fact that she knew Amos was deadly serious in what he claimed he would do to her--but he would only do these things to her if she didn't cut him down first.
When she finally could not take any more of his ranting and raving, she simply whispered, "Enough." He stopped mid-sentence and stared at her in shock. "I have had enough of this, Amos. I won't listen to it any more."
He straightened up, a gleam she didn't like in his eye. "Look at you, standing there holding a sword like you know how to use it. Come then," he said, drawing his own blade, "let us see if you are really as tough as you think you are." Then, with no warning, he lunged at her.
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In regard to the last chapter, isn't Jack marvelous when he's protecting someone he loves? But anyway...Woohoo! The confrontation finally happens! But what will happen next? ^.^ Find out, in the next episode--I mean, chapter--of Arianne!
As she jolted along, she realized that the terrain was getting sandier, with more rocks. Where was he taking her? She soon realized he was mumbling to himself again, and she tried her best to listen to what he was saying. Something about someone being too close? What was this all about? Too close to what? As hard as she tried, she could not make out any more of what he was saying, nor did she really care too much anymore as the continued jolting kept sending shocks of pain through her body.
Damn it, she thought to herself, a spark of her old temperament rising within her, why the hell was she just waiting for someone to come rescue her? Could she not do something herself? When Amos stopped walking and threw her down onto the ground--the relatively soft ground compared to his bedroom floor--she waited patiently for him to turn around for a moment before lashing out with her bound feet.
They came into contact with his leg, making him stumble. When he regained his balance he turned to look at her with a familiar glint in his eyes. Oh, she thought as the spark died, that would be why she awaited a rescuer...
She hardly felt it this time as he tortured and violated her once again, but she hoped as she always did that this would be the last time.
********************************
"Blast it, he's not here!" she exclaimed as she came downstairs. Both Jack and Will admired her grace as she moved, and the nearly visible fires of her determination and anger only made her that much more appealing. She was always beautiful, but her anger made her absolutely glorious. Of course, neither of the men wanted to be the recipient of that anger, and nearly pitied the woman's father and sibling.
Jack tore his eyes away from Arianne when her father moved slightly away and more towards the door. "Not so fast," he said, pulling his pistol out and pointing it at the man. "You're not leaving the party so rudely, are you?" When he shook his head and moved back to the center of the room, Jack lowered the pistol. "So very good of you to stay."
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Later, she was left lying alone on the sand and debris and tried to catch her breath as the sea gently sprayed her face. Amos had left some time ago, she could not be sure how long. All she knew was that he had stroked her face gently before he had gone, saying that he had enjoyed the time they had spent together. She dared not even to hope that those words had meant what they sounded like.
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"I am only going to ask you one more time, Arthur," she said to him, the look in her eyes the only thing betraying her impatience. "Where did Amos go?"
It was midnight. They had been at this for a good two hours now, and the wretched woman had questioned every servant in the house as to Amos' whereabouts. This woman in front of him was not his daughter, this was a hardened creature he had never met before now. He did not know where Amos had gone, but he wasn't about to tell her that. She was no better than a pirate, and in his eyes she was much worse than simply a pirate. He glanced towards Amara. This was all her fault. Feeding the girl with tales of pirates and magic and "true love." What had the woman been thinking?
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Damn it all, this was so frustrating! She had questioned everyone in the household and no one had seen him! It was as if he had vanished into thin air. She left her father alone for the moment and began pacing. Where would he have gone? She had to admit that she didn't know any of his hangouts, had never bothered to find out, as a matter of fact. Now she regretted it immensely.
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Will watched Arianne pace and felt terrible for not jumping to her defense as Jack had. He also felt terrible for the betrayal of her love that he knew would come once they found Elizabeth. God he was a terrible man, and he did not deserve such a fine woman loving him. She didn't deserve his treachery.
When the door opened, everyone froze.
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When he opened the door and went inside, his jaw nearly dropped open in surprise. Standing there was all of his family and the bastard blacksmith, Will Turner, along with the pirate Jack Sparrow. Quickly recovering, he walked up to Arianne as if to give her a hug saying, "Arianne! You've retu--" He was forced to stop short as he felt the tip of a blade just under his chin.
"Get away from me, you disgusting monster," she whispered menacingly, a fire of the like he had never seen in her radiating from her eyes. Involuntarily, he took a few steps back, and was then infuriated with himself for retreating from a mere woman.
********************************
When he moved forward as if to grab her, hate marring his normally handsome features, she drew her sword and with a face of stone slapped his arm hard with the flat of her blade. "I told you to stay away from me, and you will do so," she said, her voice thankfully not quavering in the slightest. She could only hope that her eyes showed as little emotion.
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Blood rushed to his face as the indignity of what she had just done sank in. "You'll pay for that!" he screamed in fury. "You will pay for the insult to my pride, you will pay for having the nerve to grow a spine and be unafraid of me!" As he continued to shout, focused completely on his sister, he missed the shock plain on his father's face, the horror on his mother's, the absolute contempt upon Jack and Will's faces.
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Jack put his sword and pistol away, seeing with satisfaction that Arthur no longer made any move whatsoever towards the door. When Will made a move to draw his sword, Jack stopped him. Arianne could take care of herself.
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Arthur stared at his son, not recognizing him either. Amos had always been a nice young man, and yet here he was screaming that he was going to make Arianne pay for escaping his grasp, for no longer fearing him. As he described what he would do to make her pay, Arthur blanched. Amos had a very imaginative and troubled mind. Slowly, Arthur began to realize that he had been wrong about both of his children.
He hoped the price of his mistake would not be too high.
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Amara quivered in fear in spite of herself. She knew that Amos meant every word of what he said and wondered what he had done to Elizabeth. Wondered what he would do to her when he finally got his hands on her.
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Arianne stared calmly at the raging beast before her, feeling no fear in spite of the fact that she knew Amos was deadly serious in what he claimed he would do to her--but he would only do these things to her if she didn't cut him down first.
When she finally could not take any more of his ranting and raving, she simply whispered, "Enough." He stopped mid-sentence and stared at her in shock. "I have had enough of this, Amos. I won't listen to it any more."
He straightened up, a gleam she didn't like in his eye. "Look at you, standing there holding a sword like you know how to use it. Come then," he said, drawing his own blade, "let us see if you are really as tough as you think you are." Then, with no warning, he lunged at her.
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In regard to the last chapter, isn't Jack marvelous when he's protecting someone he loves? But anyway...Woohoo! The confrontation finally happens! But what will happen next? ^.^ Find out, in the next episode--I mean, chapter--of Arianne!