"You two know each other?" Will asked amazed.
"Thank ye Elizabeth for a fine meal." Brandy said hugging her, "But now I must get back to me ship. Jack." Brandy nodded and left the room.
"What was that all about, Jack?" Elizabeth asked.
"Ye'll find out soon enough." Jack said eyeing the door where Brandy went out.
Brandy headed back to the Bloody Rose. It was a clear and beautiful night. The full moon showed brightly overhead as it lit the way to the ship. When Brandy walked the plank up to the ship, her first mate, Kerry, was standing by her door, along with the rest of the crew.
"What ye scallywags be doin? Get back to work." Brandy yelled.
"Aye. But we won't be taken orders from ye, Captain, no more." Kerry said. With those words said Kerry pulled out his gun, aimed it at Brandy's shoulder, and said, "I be the captain now." He smiled that evil grin, and pulled the trigger.
The wave of pain that Brandy felt through her body was excruciating. Brandy felt herself being picked up and thrown off of the Bloody Rose off into the ice-cold water. She felt a searing pain in her shoulder from the salt water. She swam as quickly as she could, holding her shoulder from which where blood was pouring out. She finally reached the road. Spitting out the salt water in her mouth, she lay down on the road. She didn't know where to go. She didn't want to stay here and pass out. She had no choice but to walk back to Elizabeth's. When she got there her legs could barely keep herself from falling down. She hurriedly knocked on the door. When the door opened there was Will with the shock of horror on his face.
"Stop gawking, and give me a hand." I said with a forced smile. Will helped Brandy up and found that she couldn't even stand up let along walk, so he picked her up, and carried her to the dining room.
"Oh my God, Brandy! What happened?" Elizabeth cried running to her side.
"Just a lil' scratch. Nothin to fuss 'bout." She said still holding her shoulder. It wasn't until now that Brandy realized that Jack was still there. Jack stood up and took Brandy's hand off the wound. It was very deep and the bullet was settled in there well.
"So, who be the one that shot ye Brandy?" Jack asked.
"That'll be none of yer concern Jack." Brandy said smiling. Jack eyed her suspiciously and finally sat back down on the chair.
"I'll be--" Brandy fainted right there in Will's arms.
"Thank ye Elizabeth for a fine meal." Brandy said hugging her, "But now I must get back to me ship. Jack." Brandy nodded and left the room.
"What was that all about, Jack?" Elizabeth asked.
"Ye'll find out soon enough." Jack said eyeing the door where Brandy went out.
Brandy headed back to the Bloody Rose. It was a clear and beautiful night. The full moon showed brightly overhead as it lit the way to the ship. When Brandy walked the plank up to the ship, her first mate, Kerry, was standing by her door, along with the rest of the crew.
"What ye scallywags be doin? Get back to work." Brandy yelled.
"Aye. But we won't be taken orders from ye, Captain, no more." Kerry said. With those words said Kerry pulled out his gun, aimed it at Brandy's shoulder, and said, "I be the captain now." He smiled that evil grin, and pulled the trigger.
The wave of pain that Brandy felt through her body was excruciating. Brandy felt herself being picked up and thrown off of the Bloody Rose off into the ice-cold water. She felt a searing pain in her shoulder from the salt water. She swam as quickly as she could, holding her shoulder from which where blood was pouring out. She finally reached the road. Spitting out the salt water in her mouth, she lay down on the road. She didn't know where to go. She didn't want to stay here and pass out. She had no choice but to walk back to Elizabeth's. When she got there her legs could barely keep herself from falling down. She hurriedly knocked on the door. When the door opened there was Will with the shock of horror on his face.
"Stop gawking, and give me a hand." I said with a forced smile. Will helped Brandy up and found that she couldn't even stand up let along walk, so he picked her up, and carried her to the dining room.
"Oh my God, Brandy! What happened?" Elizabeth cried running to her side.
"Just a lil' scratch. Nothin to fuss 'bout." She said still holding her shoulder. It wasn't until now that Brandy realized that Jack was still there. Jack stood up and took Brandy's hand off the wound. It was very deep and the bullet was settled in there well.
"So, who be the one that shot ye Brandy?" Jack asked.
"That'll be none of yer concern Jack." Brandy said smiling. Jack eyed her suspiciously and finally sat back down on the chair.
"I'll be--" Brandy fainted right there in Will's arms.