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Faith
Chapter Four
A sudden loud crash from downstairs halted Amber and Jack's activity; fortunately both were wearing enough clothing to immediately leave the room. On the way out, Amber tossed Jack a pistol grabbed one for her and headed for the stairs. From the top of the stairs she could see her doorman being beaten by a group of men, judging from the shrieks in the next room, there were more of them out of sight.
"What's the plan, luv?" whispered Jack
"I'll take the back stairs and help the girls, can you take that lot?"
"O' course"
"Right, meet you in the middle"
As Amber slipped away, Jack straightened up and in a loud, drunk voice.
"Pardon me, but can any of you tell me the way to the nearest tavern?"
For one brief moment, all activity in the room stopped, then one of the men shouted:
"Piss off, ya rotten drunk, can ye not see that we're in the middle o' some entertainment?"
"Looksh more like yer beatin' someun' up" slurred Jack, slipping a finger to the trigger of his pistol.
"What's it to ye?"
"Well, it jus' so 'appens that I'm by way o' bein' frien's wi' the lady o' the 'ouse"
"If that be so, you and 'er are next!"
"Thatsh not nice" muttered Jack, before sliding to the floor in an apparent drunken stupor.
The man snorted, and turned back to the group, Jack jumped to his feet and fired. There was a loud bang, the man stiffened...and a red patch began spreading across his back, he fell to the floor.
"You shot 'im" protested one of the others; drawing his sword and racing up the stairs, amid cries of drunken encouragement from the rest of the group.
Meanwhile, Amber had slipped down the back stairs, hiding outside the kitchen door she could see Will Turner fighting with three of the men, and four more had two of her girls cornered.
"Bloody filthy smugglers" she muttered, lifting her pistol she hid it behind her back and pushed open the door.
"Don't get up, girls," she said, apparently not seeing the commotion at first, and then she looked up and screamed.
"Who are you?"
"Stay there, wench" snapped one of the men
"Amber, get out" shouted Will urgently, as he fought off the men, One of the other four abandoned his position guarding the two girls and abruptly shoved Amber to the floor.
"Ye're a pretty one aren't you?" he said, leering at her bared legs, Amber smiled invitingly.
"Now there's, no need to be rough, mister," she said, pushing herself up with the empty hand, "I'm a smart girl, and it's clear who's in charge here at the moment"
She could see, from the corner of her eye, the 'what the hell is she doing' expression on the lads face, very carefully she winked at him, then turned her smile back to the would-be rapist.
"'Urry up an' kill the kid, lads, if all the girls are as pretty and friendly as thisun is, well, we don't want to exhaust ourselves fightin' do we?"
"Oh, please don't kill him" said Amber in a pitiful voice, silently cursing the fact she couldn't quite get the pistol from under her awkwardly positioned body.
"Quiet you"
"Please, sir, he's m'brother, could you not just tie him up?"
"In case y' hadn't noticed he's doin' his best to kill us, now shut yer gob!"
"I had noticed that" she remarked mildly, "I think he's winning"
The man instantly turned his head away, which was the only opening she needed, Amber pulled out the pistol and fired-grabbing the man's sword even as he fell to the floor.
"You bitch!" yelled one of the others, leaping towards her; this left the two women guarded only by two men.
Amber grinned, as she blocked his rush attack, in the corner of the room one of the women grabbed her guard and kissed him.
"Hey, give us a bit o' that" protested the other, pulling the woman away from his companion. A sword fight between the pair began; the forgotten women hastily retreated further into the kitchen.
Amber ended the fight with fast slash across the man's throat.
"Right, who's next?"
Two of the remaining men abandoned their attack on Will and slowly walked towards her, smiling Amber stepped forward to meet the nearest. The second man, intent on watching her and aiding his associate, did not notice the other two women approaching him. One of them, a tall brunette slammed a heavy frying pan against the back of his head, the second-a smaller blonde viciously stabbed him with a kitchen knife.
"Get upstairs with the others" ordered Amber, not taking her eyes away from her opponent. The two women hastily obeyed, while Amber continued battling the intruder, on the other side of the room Will Turner was doing the same.
In the meantime, Jack had been attacked by, and beaten a full half of the other men. Much of this success was owing to the fact the staircase was narrow and they could only attack one at a time.
"Stop where ye are" ordered one of the men, having finally managed to load his pistol. "Or I'll shot ye where ye stand!"