Chapter 21

Oh ciggy you're my hero!

After that first day the crew of the witch's ship hadn't been allowed to touch her, only Will. She had visited Alyth and put a smelly brew on her cuts and bruises, telling her it would help to heal them. She had then declared that Alyth was not to be hurt any further. Alyth's heart had jumped with hope, until she realized that hurt and rape were two different things according to the witch. Alyth had lost track of time, but as far as she could tell it had only been a week, and they still had months until they reached their destination. With each day that passed her hope diminished, if Jack were to save her he would have by now. Will visited her every afternoon. Every night he would come to her and rape her before falling asleep beside her. The only times she was ever untied were when she needed to relieve herself. She would lay awake and watch him, wishing she were untied so she could strangle him to death, how she despised this man that had pretended to be her and Jack's friend. She cringed every time he told her he loved her. Will was sleeping next to her as she lay awake, night was coming to an end and soon the dawn would color the sky with its radiance, she missed watching the dawn with Jack. A sudden scream from outside made her turn quickly to the door.

"What was that?" She asked herself quietly so as not to wake Will. It was like this that Jack found her, her eyes staring at the door as he entered, the witch held in front of him with his cutlass at her throat.

Jack was astonished when he opened the door of the cabin the witch had led him to. All he could see was Will, his arms wrapped around the body of a naked girl, his head lying on her chest.

"Jack," the girl whispered, and he saw for the first time that it was Alyth. His mouth widened in shock, 'how could she do this to me?' he thought, his cutlass wavering at the witch's throat. His thoughts turned deadly as he saw his friend tighten his hold on Alyth and pull her closer in his sleep. His eyes moved up to her face, and he finally noticed that her arms were above her head. The dawn finally decided to make an appearance, and light flitted into the room, showing the ropes that were holding her writs and ankles in place. Jack looked at her face and saw relief and love staring back at him. It wasn't what he thought, she had been kidnapped. But his friend hadn't been, his friend had been in on it. The witch began to wriggle in his grasp, and with a flick of his wrist he slit her throat, blood spurted everywhere and he released her, watching her fall on the ground. It was then that Will opened his eyes. Jack saw him smirk up at Alyth as his hand fondled her breast. She smirked back and spit on him.

'That's me girl,' Jack thought as he moved towards Will, who hadn't noticed his presence, or the presence of the dead witch on the floor. Will scowled as he wiped the spit off his face and brought his hand up to slap her. Jack jumped forward and placed his cutlass at Wills throat.

"I wouldn't be doin that if I were you, mate," he growled, Will's eyes widened in fear as he heard Jack speak.

"Jack, what are you doing here?" Will whispered, taking Jacks advice and bringing his hand down.

"I came te retrieve me woman and me best friend, only te find that me best friend was in on me woman's kidnapping," Jack said nonchalantly.

"You're not going to let a little thing like this get in the way of our friendship are you? I mean after all I saved your life, twice," Will squeaked.

"Naw, I would never let a lil thing get in the way o our friendship Will," Jack said and sheathed his cutlass. Will visibly relaxed, and Alyth looked up at Jack questioningly. "It's a shame this is more than a lil thing," Jack growled, grabbing Will by the scruff of the neck and throwing him off the bed. Will landed on the floor with a loud thump, his head hitting the hard wood deck. Jack knelt next to Alyth and gingerly touched her bruised face.

"Jack, I missed you so much," Alyth sobbed. Jack kissed her lips softly, then pulled a knife from his boot and cut the ropes around her wrists and ankles. She fell into his arms, sobbing out her story unintelligibly. Jack held her close.

"It's a'right now luv, everything will be okay," he murmured, running his hands up and down her back.

"Sparrow, she's mine, get your hands off her," he heard Will cry, and he pulled away from Alyth to face Will.

"No mate, that's where yer wrong. She's mine and always will be," Jack growled, danger was emanating from his body as he pulled his cutlass. Will had been weaponless, being naked, but had apparently located his sword from where he dropped it the night before. While they had been embracing he had thrown on a pair of trousers and was now pointing his blade at Jack. "I'll kill ye fer what ye did te Alyth," Jack snarled as Will struck. Jack easily blocked the blow, and parried to his left. Will dodged to the right and charged at Jack. Jack smirked as he stepped aside, laughing as Will overshot his target and rammed into the wall. Will stumbled back, and then turned to see a sword at his throat.

"Jack, come on lets not let a little strumpet hurt our friendship," Will whispered, his eyes large with fear.

Alyth saw Jack's sword waver slightly and knew Jack didn't want to kill Will; he had been one of Jack's closest friends. She watched in horror as Will smirked at Jack and pulled something metallic from the back of his trousers. Alyth's head was spinning, she didn't know what to do. She felt something hard in her hand and glanced down, the knife Jack had used to cut her free was in her hand. She was sitting to the side of Will and Jack, and without a second thought she threw the knife. It imbedded itself in Will's arm making him drop the dagger he was holding. Will cried out in pain. Jack looked down when he heard the clank and saw the dagger lying on the floor, and the one in his arm. He glanced back at Alyth and smiled in thanks, she merely nodded.

"Sorry Will but I can't let ye hurt us again," Jack whispered as he stabbed Will in the chest with his cutlass. Will's mouth dropped open as Jack pulled out his sword. Will slumped to the ground lifeless. It was over. Jack swayed over to Alyth and handed her a cigarette and a lighter. She gratefully took both and lit her cigarette, the first in a week, and took a long, deep drag.

"What now?" She asked, her voice almost too low for him to hear.

"Now we blow the ship and go where the wind takes us," Jack said, taking her in his arms. She held him back tightly never wanting to let go.

"Let's go home," she said as she finally pulled away.

"Aye, to the Pearl," Jack said.

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