A.N: I hate homework. End of story. Decided to hold off the whole Lore/Will
chapter for a little while longer. Sorry!
Skyler VonDetton: *sniffle* 'Ere ye go, poppit.
Jessica Blair: ::bears hugs Jessica Blair:: Arigatou!
Will grabbed Lore's hand tightly as he led her down the winding streets. "We'll go through the bar," Will yelled over the crowd. Lore smiled and nodded in acceptance. They bobbed and weaved through the flock of whores and pirates and entered the brawling bar. Lore looked around and her eyes set on a familiar face.
Her eyes grew wide, her smile faded, and color was drawn from her face. Her muscles tightened and she clenched her teeth together. Will turned his head and asked what was wrong. She stumbled back and the man looked at her and smiled wickedly. Lore jumped and continued through to the back door and dragged Will along behind her.
Upon exiting the bar, Lore shoved past a pirate who was attacking a woman's neck and kissing her madly. The whore shot a dirty look at Lore then winked at Will. Will was too busy to notice and wheeled Lore around and clutched her shoulders. "What's the matter with you?" Lore gasped, choking back...tears?
"He's alive...he's alive! He's here!"
"Who is?"
She collapsed and Will caught her while she let the tears flow freely. All the anger she felt, all the pain. All of them melted out through her stormy eyes. Will watched horrified seeing such a strong girl break down in his arms. "Who's here, Lore?" he asked softly. She panted and tried to retain the tears "The man that enslaved me on that horrid ship," she screamed. "Carter." Lore inhaled deeply.
Will remembered who he was from her story. He held Lore close. "We'll leave before he sees you and-" Lore shook her head. "He already saw me. It's hopeless to run...I'm tired of running." She sat up and looked Will in the face. He gazed lovingly at her, protectively. "I'm going to kill him," Lore said. The doors flew open to the bar and Lore tensed.
A man was tossed out of the bar. Lore stood and Will followed. She lightly tapped her fingers on the butt of her thin, delicate Japanese sword. Will's hand hovered near his cutlass and he followed Lore to the door of the bar.
Lore breathed in heavily then turned to Will planting a light kiss on his lips. "Stay here." Before he could protest, she turned and left. She walked to the man and stood stiffly next to his seat. She unsheathed her sword and tapped his seat. He turned his head then stood to face her. He slammed her unexpectedly into the wall and brought out a hidden dagger and held it to her heart.
Lore also had brought her sword to his throat and both were at a draw. Will rooted his feet and tried to stay as calm as possible. He strained his ears to hear what they were saying to each other. Half was in English, the other was in what sounded like Japanese. "What the bloody hell are they saying?" he screamed inside his mind.
"I knew I'd find you someday, Ren."
"Nandayo?" [What are you doing?]
"I'm just stopping by. I heard the famous Captain Jack Sparrow was in town and I planned to do some business."
"And what? Buy more children and shackle them while you make them perform for money? So you can rape them and sell them as one-night stands to pirates?"
"Doush'tano? [What's the matter?] You don't trust me to take care of orphaned, non-loved children? I took you in. You should thank me."
Lore pressed the blade to his throat and spat in his face, "Bakayarou! Zettai omoidatta!" [Son of a bitch! I still remember everything!]
He smirked, "Osanai ningyou [worthless doll]. You are still nothing. It's all you'll every be-" Before he could finish she pressed forward and made a paper-thin line on his neck. He staggered back and slashed at her throat but marked her chest area instead. She glared at him then spat the words "inu" [dog] at him before dodging out of the fighting pirate filled bar.
A slight drizzle gracefully fell from the sky. "What the hell am I doing?" Lore asked herself pushing past Will. He chased after her and drew his cutlass and followed Lore as she ran through the maze of allies. Will re- sheathed his sword and caught Lore's arm. She halted immediately stopped and fell, skidding on her side. She sobbed uncontrollably into the ground. Will pulled her close and nuzzled into her neck. She embraced him and quieted her sobs into sniffles.
The drizzle had quickened rapidly and soaked Will's clothes, Lore's hair and the dirty ally that they sat in. Lore stopped crying. Her tears mingled with tropical rainwater on her cheeks.
Lore didn't hear his footsteps. Neither did Will. His blade moved quickly, but missed her neck and sliced his shoulder and her right leg. Will tensed then fell on Lore. Gasping she took everything in and reacted by swishing her blade across his chest. Carter fell simply into the muddy ally. Will's blood bled through his shirt and faded into a lighter hue of red.
Lore's gray eyes widened and she took Will's body in her arms. Holding him close she felt for a pulse.
( (Will's P.O.V. ) )
Why is it warm? The blood trickles out of my shoulder, then turns icy in the rain.
Warm raindrops fall on my face. Rain isn't warm in this season. What is it then? I open my eyes slightly to see Lore's face hovering above mine and her tears are falling on my face. The hot tears that streak her cheeks then fall upon my own. She never cried for anyone. Not until today. When he came. I glance over her shoulder and see him dead in the mud.
Bloody hell. She snaps out of her emotional outburst then scowls at me. "It's been a rough night. Morning. Whatever time it is, it's been rough. Let's go get drunk." She gets up and helps me stand then we walk to the bar to get some hot rum.
The rum scorches the back of my throat but it feels good inside my cold body. Lore rests her head on her arms and closes her eyes. "So much for getting laid, eh?" she says. I feel a blush rise in my cheeks and look away. I clear my throat in response and open my mouth to speak, but nothing comes out. My shoulder begins to hurt and I suggest to her we either stay here or go back to the Pearl. She says the Pearl so we hobble back and wander into my room.
We lay on the bed, wounds forgotten and entwined our limbs. Legs and arms wrapped around each other's and we fell asleep that way.
Skyler VonDetton: *sniffle* 'Ere ye go, poppit.
Jessica Blair: ::bears hugs Jessica Blair:: Arigatou!
Will grabbed Lore's hand tightly as he led her down the winding streets. "We'll go through the bar," Will yelled over the crowd. Lore smiled and nodded in acceptance. They bobbed and weaved through the flock of whores and pirates and entered the brawling bar. Lore looked around and her eyes set on a familiar face.
Her eyes grew wide, her smile faded, and color was drawn from her face. Her muscles tightened and she clenched her teeth together. Will turned his head and asked what was wrong. She stumbled back and the man looked at her and smiled wickedly. Lore jumped and continued through to the back door and dragged Will along behind her.
Upon exiting the bar, Lore shoved past a pirate who was attacking a woman's neck and kissing her madly. The whore shot a dirty look at Lore then winked at Will. Will was too busy to notice and wheeled Lore around and clutched her shoulders. "What's the matter with you?" Lore gasped, choking back...tears?
"He's alive...he's alive! He's here!"
"Who is?"
She collapsed and Will caught her while she let the tears flow freely. All the anger she felt, all the pain. All of them melted out through her stormy eyes. Will watched horrified seeing such a strong girl break down in his arms. "Who's here, Lore?" he asked softly. She panted and tried to retain the tears "The man that enslaved me on that horrid ship," she screamed. "Carter." Lore inhaled deeply.
Will remembered who he was from her story. He held Lore close. "We'll leave before he sees you and-" Lore shook her head. "He already saw me. It's hopeless to run...I'm tired of running." She sat up and looked Will in the face. He gazed lovingly at her, protectively. "I'm going to kill him," Lore said. The doors flew open to the bar and Lore tensed.
A man was tossed out of the bar. Lore stood and Will followed. She lightly tapped her fingers on the butt of her thin, delicate Japanese sword. Will's hand hovered near his cutlass and he followed Lore to the door of the bar.
Lore breathed in heavily then turned to Will planting a light kiss on his lips. "Stay here." Before he could protest, she turned and left. She walked to the man and stood stiffly next to his seat. She unsheathed her sword and tapped his seat. He turned his head then stood to face her. He slammed her unexpectedly into the wall and brought out a hidden dagger and held it to her heart.
Lore also had brought her sword to his throat and both were at a draw. Will rooted his feet and tried to stay as calm as possible. He strained his ears to hear what they were saying to each other. Half was in English, the other was in what sounded like Japanese. "What the bloody hell are they saying?" he screamed inside his mind.
"I knew I'd find you someday, Ren."
"Nandayo?" [What are you doing?]
"I'm just stopping by. I heard the famous Captain Jack Sparrow was in town and I planned to do some business."
"And what? Buy more children and shackle them while you make them perform for money? So you can rape them and sell them as one-night stands to pirates?"
"Doush'tano? [What's the matter?] You don't trust me to take care of orphaned, non-loved children? I took you in. You should thank me."
Lore pressed the blade to his throat and spat in his face, "Bakayarou! Zettai omoidatta!" [Son of a bitch! I still remember everything!]
He smirked, "Osanai ningyou [worthless doll]. You are still nothing. It's all you'll every be-" Before he could finish she pressed forward and made a paper-thin line on his neck. He staggered back and slashed at her throat but marked her chest area instead. She glared at him then spat the words "inu" [dog] at him before dodging out of the fighting pirate filled bar.
A slight drizzle gracefully fell from the sky. "What the hell am I doing?" Lore asked herself pushing past Will. He chased after her and drew his cutlass and followed Lore as she ran through the maze of allies. Will re- sheathed his sword and caught Lore's arm. She halted immediately stopped and fell, skidding on her side. She sobbed uncontrollably into the ground. Will pulled her close and nuzzled into her neck. She embraced him and quieted her sobs into sniffles.
The drizzle had quickened rapidly and soaked Will's clothes, Lore's hair and the dirty ally that they sat in. Lore stopped crying. Her tears mingled with tropical rainwater on her cheeks.
Lore didn't hear his footsteps. Neither did Will. His blade moved quickly, but missed her neck and sliced his shoulder and her right leg. Will tensed then fell on Lore. Gasping she took everything in and reacted by swishing her blade across his chest. Carter fell simply into the muddy ally. Will's blood bled through his shirt and faded into a lighter hue of red.
Lore's gray eyes widened and she took Will's body in her arms. Holding him close she felt for a pulse.
( (Will's P.O.V. ) )
Why is it warm? The blood trickles out of my shoulder, then turns icy in the rain.
Warm raindrops fall on my face. Rain isn't warm in this season. What is it then? I open my eyes slightly to see Lore's face hovering above mine and her tears are falling on my face. The hot tears that streak her cheeks then fall upon my own. She never cried for anyone. Not until today. When he came. I glance over her shoulder and see him dead in the mud.
Bloody hell. She snaps out of her emotional outburst then scowls at me. "It's been a rough night. Morning. Whatever time it is, it's been rough. Let's go get drunk." She gets up and helps me stand then we walk to the bar to get some hot rum.
The rum scorches the back of my throat but it feels good inside my cold body. Lore rests her head on her arms and closes her eyes. "So much for getting laid, eh?" she says. I feel a blush rise in my cheeks and look away. I clear my throat in response and open my mouth to speak, but nothing comes out. My shoulder begins to hurt and I suggest to her we either stay here or go back to the Pearl. She says the Pearl so we hobble back and wander into my room.
We lay on the bed, wounds forgotten and entwined our limbs. Legs and arms wrapped around each other's and we fell asleep that way.