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Chapter 13 A broken cigarette...
Jack turned when he heard Alyth scream. He saw the man fighting will hit him over the head with what looked to be an empty rum bottle that had been lying on deck. His heart lurched as he heard her scream again. Jack abandoned the battle and jumped from the merchant vessel to the Pearl in one great leap. He made it to the man standing over Will and shoved his sword into the man's back before he could do Will more damage. Jack cringed as he did this, he hated to stab a man in the back, but there was no help for it, he had no time. He raced pulled his sword out of the man and raced off to find Alyth. "Where are ye luv?" He whispered, searching the deck. A scream assaulted his ears again, and he heard a man grunt. He was close, and he knew suddenly that they were in his cabin. Jack's eyes turned cloudy as he realized what was happening, he charged into his room and saw Alyth laying on his bed, her shirt was ripped off revealing her breasts. One man was holding her down, not seeming to mind her stitches that were oozing blood, while another fondled and suckled her breasts, the man's pants were off and Alyth's were too. He was raping Alyth, his bonny lass. Jack lifted his sword and slashed downward, cutting off the mans head and stopping his assault mid-stream. It rolled to the floor, and the man holding Alyth looked up in time to see Jack's sword come at him, it hit him in the neck and blood spewed everywhere. Jack reached down and pulled Alyth out from under them, she was shuddering and sobbing.
"Jack?" She whispered.
"I'm here luv, no worries, I'm here," he whispered, holding her tight and trying to console her. They stayed like that for what seemed like hours, Jack holding her while she sobbed into his chest. Cheers suddenly erupted from outside, and Jack looked up to see Gibbs standing there.
"Is the lass a'right?" He asked, stepping into the room and spotting the bloddy mess everywhere. Jack nodded his head, then looked down at Alyth.
"Come on luv, let's go see to Will, he got quite the knock on his head. She nodded as her sobs slowed down. "Gibbs, have some one see to this mess will ye? An' maybe find me a new bed from the other ship. Tell the men to gather whatever they want, I'll not be going aboard, and then blow her up."
"Yes Cap'n," he said, then left them.
"Jack, I'm sorry, I thought I could, and then..." Alyth sobbed, trying to sound intelligible.
"It's okay luv, no worries. Come on, let's find Will." She nodded and pulled out of his grasp, looking for something to wear. A light summer dress lay wadded up in the corner, it was from her bag. She discarded the bloody shirt she was wearing and threw the dress on quickly, then wrapped herself back in Jack's arms and they headed out. Will was sitting up rubbing his head when they found him. Three dead merchants were scattered around him.
"Alyth, are you alright?" Will asked, standing to inspect her.
"I-I think so," she stuttered, still clutching Jack. Will wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug, not letting go of her. She gingerly hugged him back.
"I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I should have been paying more attention, I could have done something," he rambled on. Jack watched their exchange with amusement.
"It's okay Will, you got hurt though, are you okay?"
"I'll be fine, but your stitches have seen better days," Will told her, pulling back and gently taking Alyth's hand in his to look over her arm. The crew of the Black Pearl were beginning to make their way back onboard, bags of booty over their shoulders and huge grins on their faces. Jack saw a four men enter his cabin, and each leave carrying a the bodies. He grimaced and turned Alyth away from his door so she wouldn't see the dead men that had assaulted her. He looked down at Will and was shocked by the look in his eyes. 'Is the whelp in love with me girl?' Jack wondered silently, watching Wills fingers as they lingered on her arm.
"Jack, the ship's been stripped and the men are tied te the mast," Gibbs said.
"Blow it," he yelled, receiving cheers from his crew. It was a shame really, he didn't normally blow up ships, and he didn't normally kill them. But he was mad, part of the crew had touched his bonny lass, and all would pay for that. Alyth snuggled closer to Jack, and he smiled down at her, looking up in time to see the Captain's bed being brought over from the other ship, and his being thrown overboard.
"Jack I think I should lay down," Alyth whispered.
"'O course luv, come on." He pulled her to her shared room with Ana and laid her down on the bed.
"You should probably get out there Jack; the ship needs to be steered."
"Ye gonna be okay if I leave ye?" He asked.
"Yeah, just send some one in to fix my stitches and I'll be fine. And maybe Will, I wanted to ask him what happened," she said.
At her mention of Will Jack stiffened, he didn't really want his lass alone with Will, not with the way he was looking at her anyway, but Jack just smiled and nodded. "Can do luv, I'll be back a li'l later te check on ye." Jack leaned down and kissed her soft, supple lips slowly. He abruptly stood and left.
Alyth smiled as the door opened and in walked Ana and Will. "Hi," she said.
"How're ye feelin? Jack tol' me yer stitches were torn, thought I'd come an' see," Ana said. She walked to Alyth and sat beside her, lifting her arm and looking it over critically.
"I'm alright, but my arm is pretty sore."
"Well that dun' surprise me, most o yer stitches are torn and need te be re-stitched. There's no help for it. I need me tools, Will ye get her good and drunk and I'll be back," Ana said, then left.
"Are you really okay Alyth, Jack didn't tell me what happened after I blacked out, all he would say is if she wants ye te know mate she'll tell ye," Will said, imitating Jack. Alyth giggled at his interpretation.
"Will, would you get my cigarettes and some rum for me, I really would like to be drunk before Ana starts," Alyth said, not answering his question. Will nodded and ran out of the room. He returned a few moments later with the requested items.
"Here you go Alyth, I had to grab a new pack, the old one was crushed on the floor."
"That seems to be happening a lot lately, oh well." Alyth took the proffered items and lit a cigarette. She then opened the bottle of rum and down half of it in a swig. She then proceeded to drain the rest. Will pulled another bottle from behind his back and gave it to her. "Why William Turner, I do believe you expect to get me inebriated."
"Just following orders," he smirked.
"Uh huh." Alyth laughed and continued drinking, Will had ended up bringing four bottles with him, and she downed them all in quick succession. She had smoked three cigarettes by the time all the rum was gone, and she was smashed.
"So you feeling any better?" Will asked, and she nodded her head, and giggled.
"I'm great Will, why don't you come sit with me." He complied and she leaned her head on his shoulder. "You're so great Will, Elizebeth was stupid to dump you. I don't know what I'd do without you," she mumbled.
"You mean that?" He asked, and when she nodded her head he smiled.
"Of course I mean that, why would I say it if I didn't mea-" Her words were cut off when Will brought his mouth to hers. His tongue licked her lips, and pushed its way into her mouth, Alyth didn't know what to do. She pulled away from him quickly and looked up into his hurt eyes. "Will, I'm sorry it's just that I..."
"You love Jack, not me," he whispered, standing from her bed. "Nothing to be sorry about, I wish you both happiness." Will fled her room without looking back.
"What's up with Will?" Ana asked a few seconds later as she walked in.
"I-I don't really know," Alyth muttered, watching Ana come closer with a needle and string in her hand.
"Well, ye ready?" Alyth nodded and closed her eyes, waiting for the pain.
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Chapter 13 A broken cigarette...
Jack turned when he heard Alyth scream. He saw the man fighting will hit him over the head with what looked to be an empty rum bottle that had been lying on deck. His heart lurched as he heard her scream again. Jack abandoned the battle and jumped from the merchant vessel to the Pearl in one great leap. He made it to the man standing over Will and shoved his sword into the man's back before he could do Will more damage. Jack cringed as he did this, he hated to stab a man in the back, but there was no help for it, he had no time. He raced pulled his sword out of the man and raced off to find Alyth. "Where are ye luv?" He whispered, searching the deck. A scream assaulted his ears again, and he heard a man grunt. He was close, and he knew suddenly that they were in his cabin. Jack's eyes turned cloudy as he realized what was happening, he charged into his room and saw Alyth laying on his bed, her shirt was ripped off revealing her breasts. One man was holding her down, not seeming to mind her stitches that were oozing blood, while another fondled and suckled her breasts, the man's pants were off and Alyth's were too. He was raping Alyth, his bonny lass. Jack lifted his sword and slashed downward, cutting off the mans head and stopping his assault mid-stream. It rolled to the floor, and the man holding Alyth looked up in time to see Jack's sword come at him, it hit him in the neck and blood spewed everywhere. Jack reached down and pulled Alyth out from under them, she was shuddering and sobbing.
"Jack?" She whispered.
"I'm here luv, no worries, I'm here," he whispered, holding her tight and trying to console her. They stayed like that for what seemed like hours, Jack holding her while she sobbed into his chest. Cheers suddenly erupted from outside, and Jack looked up to see Gibbs standing there.
"Is the lass a'right?" He asked, stepping into the room and spotting the bloddy mess everywhere. Jack nodded his head, then looked down at Alyth.
"Come on luv, let's go see to Will, he got quite the knock on his head. She nodded as her sobs slowed down. "Gibbs, have some one see to this mess will ye? An' maybe find me a new bed from the other ship. Tell the men to gather whatever they want, I'll not be going aboard, and then blow her up."
"Yes Cap'n," he said, then left them.
"Jack, I'm sorry, I thought I could, and then..." Alyth sobbed, trying to sound intelligible.
"It's okay luv, no worries. Come on, let's find Will." She nodded and pulled out of his grasp, looking for something to wear. A light summer dress lay wadded up in the corner, it was from her bag. She discarded the bloody shirt she was wearing and threw the dress on quickly, then wrapped herself back in Jack's arms and they headed out. Will was sitting up rubbing his head when they found him. Three dead merchants were scattered around him.
"Alyth, are you alright?" Will asked, standing to inspect her.
"I-I think so," she stuttered, still clutching Jack. Will wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug, not letting go of her. She gingerly hugged him back.
"I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I should have been paying more attention, I could have done something," he rambled on. Jack watched their exchange with amusement.
"It's okay Will, you got hurt though, are you okay?"
"I'll be fine, but your stitches have seen better days," Will told her, pulling back and gently taking Alyth's hand in his to look over her arm. The crew of the Black Pearl were beginning to make their way back onboard, bags of booty over their shoulders and huge grins on their faces. Jack saw a four men enter his cabin, and each leave carrying a the bodies. He grimaced and turned Alyth away from his door so she wouldn't see the dead men that had assaulted her. He looked down at Will and was shocked by the look in his eyes. 'Is the whelp in love with me girl?' Jack wondered silently, watching Wills fingers as they lingered on her arm.
"Jack, the ship's been stripped and the men are tied te the mast," Gibbs said.
"Blow it," he yelled, receiving cheers from his crew. It was a shame really, he didn't normally blow up ships, and he didn't normally kill them. But he was mad, part of the crew had touched his bonny lass, and all would pay for that. Alyth snuggled closer to Jack, and he smiled down at her, looking up in time to see the Captain's bed being brought over from the other ship, and his being thrown overboard.
"Jack I think I should lay down," Alyth whispered.
"'O course luv, come on." He pulled her to her shared room with Ana and laid her down on the bed.
"You should probably get out there Jack; the ship needs to be steered."
"Ye gonna be okay if I leave ye?" He asked.
"Yeah, just send some one in to fix my stitches and I'll be fine. And maybe Will, I wanted to ask him what happened," she said.
At her mention of Will Jack stiffened, he didn't really want his lass alone with Will, not with the way he was looking at her anyway, but Jack just smiled and nodded. "Can do luv, I'll be back a li'l later te check on ye." Jack leaned down and kissed her soft, supple lips slowly. He abruptly stood and left.
Alyth smiled as the door opened and in walked Ana and Will. "Hi," she said.
"How're ye feelin? Jack tol' me yer stitches were torn, thought I'd come an' see," Ana said. She walked to Alyth and sat beside her, lifting her arm and looking it over critically.
"I'm alright, but my arm is pretty sore."
"Well that dun' surprise me, most o yer stitches are torn and need te be re-stitched. There's no help for it. I need me tools, Will ye get her good and drunk and I'll be back," Ana said, then left.
"Are you really okay Alyth, Jack didn't tell me what happened after I blacked out, all he would say is if she wants ye te know mate she'll tell ye," Will said, imitating Jack. Alyth giggled at his interpretation.
"Will, would you get my cigarettes and some rum for me, I really would like to be drunk before Ana starts," Alyth said, not answering his question. Will nodded and ran out of the room. He returned a few moments later with the requested items.
"Here you go Alyth, I had to grab a new pack, the old one was crushed on the floor."
"That seems to be happening a lot lately, oh well." Alyth took the proffered items and lit a cigarette. She then opened the bottle of rum and down half of it in a swig. She then proceeded to drain the rest. Will pulled another bottle from behind his back and gave it to her. "Why William Turner, I do believe you expect to get me inebriated."
"Just following orders," he smirked.
"Uh huh." Alyth laughed and continued drinking, Will had ended up bringing four bottles with him, and she downed them all in quick succession. She had smoked three cigarettes by the time all the rum was gone, and she was smashed.
"So you feeling any better?" Will asked, and she nodded her head, and giggled.
"I'm great Will, why don't you come sit with me." He complied and she leaned her head on his shoulder. "You're so great Will, Elizebeth was stupid to dump you. I don't know what I'd do without you," she mumbled.
"You mean that?" He asked, and when she nodded her head he smiled.
"Of course I mean that, why would I say it if I didn't mea-" Her words were cut off when Will brought his mouth to hers. His tongue licked her lips, and pushed its way into her mouth, Alyth didn't know what to do. She pulled away from him quickly and looked up into his hurt eyes. "Will, I'm sorry it's just that I..."
"You love Jack, not me," he whispered, standing from her bed. "Nothing to be sorry about, I wish you both happiness." Will fled her room without looking back.
"What's up with Will?" Ana asked a few seconds later as she walked in.
"I-I don't really know," Alyth muttered, watching Ana come closer with a needle and string in her hand.
"Well, ye ready?" Alyth nodded and closed her eyes, waiting for the pain.
Hope you liked this chap, and I hope it wasn't too graphic for you, let me know what you think, and remember, I want 20 reviews! Come on, tell your friends, lets get my story read!