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Where are you Untouchable? I've had to update without you before Moulin Rouge Pirate comes after me with a big stick! Thank you very much to Helen, I'm glad you liked the story let me know how you get on with this chapter!
As soon as the hold door clanked shut Cassandra sat up and retched emptying the contents of her stomach onto the blood spattered floor.
"Miss Callis are you alright," Kilrose asked bending down to check on her.
"The blood," she muttered "It smells so bad," she retched again and the captain stood,
"Be thankful its not your own," he said lifting a pale of water to her side. Cassandra nodded and looked at her hands, she peeled the small burst sac that had contained the pigs blood off her sticky palm and plunged them into the water.
"Did you tell Jack about the plan?" she asked peering up at Kilrose, he shook his head.
"He's been heavily guarded all evening, I couldn't." the soldier reached down and pulled her to her feet. Cassandra groaned inwardly.
"I have to tell him. I have to get him out of here." she said peeling off the bloodied dress, Kilrose handed her some clothes and sighed.
"You have to just go," he said sternly, "if the Governor finds out you still live I'll have my own throat cut. If this pirate is as good as you say then he'll get away by himself." Cassandra glanced at the Captain and smiled.
"There is no words to describe how grateful I am to you sir, but I must do something," she pulled on the trousers and shirt, "My father will not find out anything," she smiled proudly pulling on a feathered hat and tucking her hair out of sight. The captain frowned
"They say that love conquers all," he muttered, "I'd like to see it conquering Callis." Cassandra smiled as she rubbed some grime on her cheeks,
"He'll pay his price, savvy?" she used Jack's words hoping that they would someday fall true.
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Cassandra had managed to find herself an inn to take her for the night, with no money she had washed dishes, more dishes than she could possible imagine. The crooked lumpy bed was a welcome sight by the time she had finished, collapsing into it she finally rested.
The following day there was nothing Cassandra could do other that wait by the rocks on the north side of the Port and pray that the Pearl would show herself. Finally she saw the black tips of its sail peeking in the distance, Cassandra nearly screamed out with joy as it approached. She watched as Mr Gibbs, Diago and two others rowed slowly to shore. Mr Gibbs eyed her wearily as he secured the small boat.
"Run along lad, nothin' to see here,"
"Mr Gibbs it's me!" Cassandra rushed forward throwing her arms around the pirate.
"Cassandra lass! What in blazes? Thought Callis would have strung you up by now," Cassandra laughed,
"He did, he thinks I'm dead, we must save Jack." Mr Gibbs held up his hands.
"Slow down lass and cease you rambling, speak so's we can understand you." Cassandra collapsed to the floor and told her story, Mr Gibbs's eyes were wide and excited as she finished.
"What a story to tell your whelps when you have em," he said slapping his knee with enjoyment of her story, she cast a look at the sun as it crept further over the sky.
"Come Mr Gibbs we must go and get Jack." Mr Gibbs stood nodding as he dusted off his trousers.
"Aye lass, wouldn't be fair of him to die thinking' your dead." Cassandra threw the older man a dire look.
"Wouldn't be fair of him to die at all." she commented leading the way towards the court.
Cassandra caught sight of Jack through the crowds, he stood on the gallows looking almost bored and deflated at his looming demise. Cassandra nodded across at Mr Gibbs and the other crew members.
"Jack Sparrow," the guard began looking over his scroll, Jack rolled his eyes at the absence of his title. "You are condemned to death by mean of hanging on the charges below…" the guard began to read through the long list of Jack's accusations. Cassandra had to draw away enough of the guards so that the crew could get on with their own responsibility of freeing their captain without her father recognising her. She pulled the dagger from her trousers and turned to the poor soul next to her. Thrusting her hand into his pocket she pulled out his money pouch and stabbed him as gently as she could in the thy. He turned crying out in pain.
"I'm really sorry about this," she muttered fleeing from the crowd. The injured gent screamed at the guards waving his arms in her direction. The guards took flight after her running awkwardly in their stiff uniforms. Cassandra knew the route she was to take and she fled along it pulling off her clothes as she ran. Finally reaching any ally she stuffed the man clothes into a rubbish sack and pulled on the dress she had hidden earlier. Yanking her hair out of its tight braid she was just in time to step out as the guards appeared at the corner.
"Oh!" she cried putting a hand to her heart, "Some filthy scoundrel has just run off with my purse." she pointed along the street. All but one soldier fled on chasing nothing but thin air.
"Are you ok miss," the soldier gasped. Cassandra lowered her eyes letting her hair fall across her face in fear of being recognised.
"Oh yes sir, please get my purse back I cant live without it," The man caught his breath and nodded dashing off in the direction of his accomplices. Sighing in annoyance Cassandra hurried back to the court pulling on a fancy ladies hat at she went, she only hoped the inn keeper who had so kindly put her up for the night didn't recognise her stolen clothing.
The court was in turmoil, Cassandra caught sight of the empty noose and smiled her eyes homing in on the ruckus at the rear gate. She could see Jack and Mr Gibbs fighting side by side picking off soldiers as they backed towards the gates. Cassandra hurried over catching sight of Diago warding off two guards. She rushed over and whipped a pistol from one of their belts and using the butt to knock him out cold. Diago through her a thankful glance as she scurried on. Jack and Mr Gibbs had fled and Cassandra knew exactly where to, she turned and shouted for Diago and they both hurried along the north streets Cassandra still clutching the pistol in her hand. Up a head by the rocks she saw Jack, the Pearl bobbed gently in the back ground silhouetted by the moon light. Jack was holding up his pistol, Mr Gibbs lay to the side coughing and clutching his shoulder. Diago went to run forward but Cassandra grabbed him pulling him back into the shadows.
"Something's not right," she whispered her eyes squinting into the shadows where Jack's pistol pointed. She could make out a figure, a large one. She gasped as her father stepped from the shadows his own pistol trained on Jack. The two men glared at each other.
"Shoot him Jack," she whispered willing the pirate to pull the trigger.
"He cant," Diago whined, "He doesn't have a shot in the pistol, he used it earlier," Cassandra chewed her lip, and caught sight of Mr Gibbs.
"My father cant have either, he's shot Mr Gibbs." Diago shook his head and pointed to the discarded pistol by the Governors feet. Cassandra rubbed her eyes. "He cant just stand there he'll get shot." she said miserably. She herd her father laugh suddenly,
"I know you cant shoot me Jack Sparrow, A pistol is useless without a bullet."
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Oh dear God! What's going to happen? Fortunately for myself I know but the rest of you will have to bear with me until I finish the last chapter. Is their a character death looming? Please review I love hearing your views. xxxx
Where are you Untouchable? I've had to update without you before Moulin Rouge Pirate comes after me with a big stick! Thank you very much to Helen, I'm glad you liked the story let me know how you get on with this chapter!
As soon as the hold door clanked shut Cassandra sat up and retched emptying the contents of her stomach onto the blood spattered floor.
"Miss Callis are you alright," Kilrose asked bending down to check on her.
"The blood," she muttered "It smells so bad," she retched again and the captain stood,
"Be thankful its not your own," he said lifting a pale of water to her side. Cassandra nodded and looked at her hands, she peeled the small burst sac that had contained the pigs blood off her sticky palm and plunged them into the water.
"Did you tell Jack about the plan?" she asked peering up at Kilrose, he shook his head.
"He's been heavily guarded all evening, I couldn't." the soldier reached down and pulled her to her feet. Cassandra groaned inwardly.
"I have to tell him. I have to get him out of here." she said peeling off the bloodied dress, Kilrose handed her some clothes and sighed.
"You have to just go," he said sternly, "if the Governor finds out you still live I'll have my own throat cut. If this pirate is as good as you say then he'll get away by himself." Cassandra glanced at the Captain and smiled.
"There is no words to describe how grateful I am to you sir, but I must do something," she pulled on the trousers and shirt, "My father will not find out anything," she smiled proudly pulling on a feathered hat and tucking her hair out of sight. The captain frowned
"They say that love conquers all," he muttered, "I'd like to see it conquering Callis." Cassandra smiled as she rubbed some grime on her cheeks,
"He'll pay his price, savvy?" she used Jack's words hoping that they would someday fall true.
XXXX
Cassandra had managed to find herself an inn to take her for the night, with no money she had washed dishes, more dishes than she could possible imagine. The crooked lumpy bed was a welcome sight by the time she had finished, collapsing into it she finally rested.
The following day there was nothing Cassandra could do other that wait by the rocks on the north side of the Port and pray that the Pearl would show herself. Finally she saw the black tips of its sail peeking in the distance, Cassandra nearly screamed out with joy as it approached. She watched as Mr Gibbs, Diago and two others rowed slowly to shore. Mr Gibbs eyed her wearily as he secured the small boat.
"Run along lad, nothin' to see here,"
"Mr Gibbs it's me!" Cassandra rushed forward throwing her arms around the pirate.
"Cassandra lass! What in blazes? Thought Callis would have strung you up by now," Cassandra laughed,
"He did, he thinks I'm dead, we must save Jack." Mr Gibbs held up his hands.
"Slow down lass and cease you rambling, speak so's we can understand you." Cassandra collapsed to the floor and told her story, Mr Gibbs's eyes were wide and excited as she finished.
"What a story to tell your whelps when you have em," he said slapping his knee with enjoyment of her story, she cast a look at the sun as it crept further over the sky.
"Come Mr Gibbs we must go and get Jack." Mr Gibbs stood nodding as he dusted off his trousers.
"Aye lass, wouldn't be fair of him to die thinking' your dead." Cassandra threw the older man a dire look.
"Wouldn't be fair of him to die at all." she commented leading the way towards the court.
Cassandra caught sight of Jack through the crowds, he stood on the gallows looking almost bored and deflated at his looming demise. Cassandra nodded across at Mr Gibbs and the other crew members.
"Jack Sparrow," the guard began looking over his scroll, Jack rolled his eyes at the absence of his title. "You are condemned to death by mean of hanging on the charges below…" the guard began to read through the long list of Jack's accusations. Cassandra had to draw away enough of the guards so that the crew could get on with their own responsibility of freeing their captain without her father recognising her. She pulled the dagger from her trousers and turned to the poor soul next to her. Thrusting her hand into his pocket she pulled out his money pouch and stabbed him as gently as she could in the thy. He turned crying out in pain.
"I'm really sorry about this," she muttered fleeing from the crowd. The injured gent screamed at the guards waving his arms in her direction. The guards took flight after her running awkwardly in their stiff uniforms. Cassandra knew the route she was to take and she fled along it pulling off her clothes as she ran. Finally reaching any ally she stuffed the man clothes into a rubbish sack and pulled on the dress she had hidden earlier. Yanking her hair out of its tight braid she was just in time to step out as the guards appeared at the corner.
"Oh!" she cried putting a hand to her heart, "Some filthy scoundrel has just run off with my purse." she pointed along the street. All but one soldier fled on chasing nothing but thin air.
"Are you ok miss," the soldier gasped. Cassandra lowered her eyes letting her hair fall across her face in fear of being recognised.
"Oh yes sir, please get my purse back I cant live without it," The man caught his breath and nodded dashing off in the direction of his accomplices. Sighing in annoyance Cassandra hurried back to the court pulling on a fancy ladies hat at she went, she only hoped the inn keeper who had so kindly put her up for the night didn't recognise her stolen clothing.
The court was in turmoil, Cassandra caught sight of the empty noose and smiled her eyes homing in on the ruckus at the rear gate. She could see Jack and Mr Gibbs fighting side by side picking off soldiers as they backed towards the gates. Cassandra hurried over catching sight of Diago warding off two guards. She rushed over and whipped a pistol from one of their belts and using the butt to knock him out cold. Diago through her a thankful glance as she scurried on. Jack and Mr Gibbs had fled and Cassandra knew exactly where to, she turned and shouted for Diago and they both hurried along the north streets Cassandra still clutching the pistol in her hand. Up a head by the rocks she saw Jack, the Pearl bobbed gently in the back ground silhouetted by the moon light. Jack was holding up his pistol, Mr Gibbs lay to the side coughing and clutching his shoulder. Diago went to run forward but Cassandra grabbed him pulling him back into the shadows.
"Something's not right," she whispered her eyes squinting into the shadows where Jack's pistol pointed. She could make out a figure, a large one. She gasped as her father stepped from the shadows his own pistol trained on Jack. The two men glared at each other.
"Shoot him Jack," she whispered willing the pirate to pull the trigger.
"He cant," Diago whined, "He doesn't have a shot in the pistol, he used it earlier," Cassandra chewed her lip, and caught sight of Mr Gibbs.
"My father cant have either, he's shot Mr Gibbs." Diago shook his head and pointed to the discarded pistol by the Governors feet. Cassandra rubbed her eyes. "He cant just stand there he'll get shot." she said miserably. She herd her father laugh suddenly,
"I know you cant shoot me Jack Sparrow, A pistol is useless without a bullet."
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Oh dear God! What's going to happen? Fortunately for myself I know but the rest of you will have to bear with me until I finish the last chapter. Is their a character death looming? Please review I love hearing your views. xxxx