Ch.21 Diversion
It was about ten when they called her. She was already in her costume and
had pinned her hair up in an elegant style. She slipped on a pair of gold
colored sandals that matched the pleats in the skirt of her dress.
Josephine went up on deck.
"You look fabulous, luv," a voice said from by her ear.
Josephine stepped slightly away while turning her head slightly. "Thank
you, Captain Sparrow," Josephine replied.
She walked towards the side of the ship and sat down. Sparrow came and sat
beside her.
Josephine looked at her hands in her lap.
"There it is," Sparrow said, "Port Royal." The ships nose peaked around the
cove. Josephine looked.
"Get to the boats!" Sparrow yelled.
*** They got of on the beach silently and quietly. "You all know your jobs. Get to it!" Sparrow said in a loud whisper. Sparrow grabbed Josephine's arm before she walked away. "Don't mess up," he said quietly. He pushed a small bag into her hand. "Use these to bribe your way out if you need to," he said. "If they should ask who is the cause for the invasion, should I tell them?" Josephine asked. Sparrow looked at her strangely. "Don't do anything not part of the plan unless you have a good reason," he said. He turned and crept into the bushes. Josephine smiled at that, then walked away, pocketing the bag.
*** Josephine reached a place where it was circular, and had shops all around it. Of course, all the shops were already closed, but the houses above them weren't. "This must be it," Josephine thought to herself. She walked to the middle of the circle and stood there. 5 minutes went by. Nothing happened. Then a man approached her. "You!" he yelled at her. "Play along," Josephine thought. "What do you mean me?" Josephine asked him coldly. In answer, he drew his gun. "Oh my." Josephine thought. He fired at her. Josephine screamed. Loud. He shot at her again. People started to look out the windows. She dodged. This was too real to be just a diversion. He fired at her again. She screamed louder. People were coming down onto the street. "Why isn't anyone helping?" Josephine asked herself. She dodged another bullet, but then tripped and fell down. "Now I have you," the man gloated. The people around gathered in closer, some moving to stop him. He pointed the gun at them. "Stay back!" he ordered. "Or you die instead!" He pointed the gun at Josephine and pulled the trigger. Josephine covered her head screamed, but then nothing happened. Josephine looked up and saw him looking at his stupidly at his gun. She stood up and as he looked at her, knocked the gun away. Then she gave him one, right in the stomach. He bent over in pain. The people started gathering around them and started chanting. The man looked up as Josephine looked away. He looked around and spotted a blacksmith, caked in sweat and grime, holding a recently forged sword. He stood up and ripped it out of his hands. "Hey!" the blacksmith shouted. Josephine looked back at the man. He swung at her; she dodged. She looked around wildly and spotted another blacksmith holding a sword. She moved towards him as she dodged the next attack. She reached the blacksmith. "Can I borrow this?" Josephine asked him. He nodded dumbly. She pulled the sword out of its sheath and swung around to meet the next blow. She lunged at him. He stumbled but still maintained his footing. He swung at her; she parried. He paused. "Bad mistake," Josephine thought grimly. She swung down and out with her sword and then knocked the sword out of his hand. In an instant, her sword was at his throat. "STOP!" a voice commanded. The crowd around them parted and a man, clad in military apparel walked towards them. Josephine lowered her sword. "Bloody bad luck," Josephine thought. "What are you doing?" the soldier asked striding forward into the crowd. "Not going to get caught," Josephine thought. Josephine slipped into the crowd and migrated slowly to the back. Then she slipped away from the crowd into the alley.
*** They got of on the beach silently and quietly. "You all know your jobs. Get to it!" Sparrow said in a loud whisper. Sparrow grabbed Josephine's arm before she walked away. "Don't mess up," he said quietly. He pushed a small bag into her hand. "Use these to bribe your way out if you need to," he said. "If they should ask who is the cause for the invasion, should I tell them?" Josephine asked. Sparrow looked at her strangely. "Don't do anything not part of the plan unless you have a good reason," he said. He turned and crept into the bushes. Josephine smiled at that, then walked away, pocketing the bag.
*** Josephine reached a place where it was circular, and had shops all around it. Of course, all the shops were already closed, but the houses above them weren't. "This must be it," Josephine thought to herself. She walked to the middle of the circle and stood there. 5 minutes went by. Nothing happened. Then a man approached her. "You!" he yelled at her. "Play along," Josephine thought. "What do you mean me?" Josephine asked him coldly. In answer, he drew his gun. "Oh my." Josephine thought. He fired at her. Josephine screamed. Loud. He shot at her again. People started to look out the windows. She dodged. This was too real to be just a diversion. He fired at her again. She screamed louder. People were coming down onto the street. "Why isn't anyone helping?" Josephine asked herself. She dodged another bullet, but then tripped and fell down. "Now I have you," the man gloated. The people around gathered in closer, some moving to stop him. He pointed the gun at them. "Stay back!" he ordered. "Or you die instead!" He pointed the gun at Josephine and pulled the trigger. Josephine covered her head screamed, but then nothing happened. Josephine looked up and saw him looking at his stupidly at his gun. She stood up and as he looked at her, knocked the gun away. Then she gave him one, right in the stomach. He bent over in pain. The people started gathering around them and started chanting. The man looked up as Josephine looked away. He looked around and spotted a blacksmith, caked in sweat and grime, holding a recently forged sword. He stood up and ripped it out of his hands. "Hey!" the blacksmith shouted. Josephine looked back at the man. He swung at her; she dodged. She looked around wildly and spotted another blacksmith holding a sword. She moved towards him as she dodged the next attack. She reached the blacksmith. "Can I borrow this?" Josephine asked him. He nodded dumbly. She pulled the sword out of its sheath and swung around to meet the next blow. She lunged at him. He stumbled but still maintained his footing. He swung at her; she parried. He paused. "Bad mistake," Josephine thought grimly. She swung down and out with her sword and then knocked the sword out of his hand. In an instant, her sword was at his throat. "STOP!" a voice commanded. The crowd around them parted and a man, clad in military apparel walked towards them. Josephine lowered her sword. "Bloody bad luck," Josephine thought. "What are you doing?" the soldier asked striding forward into the crowd. "Not going to get caught," Josephine thought. Josephine slipped into the crowd and migrated slowly to the back. Then she slipped away from the crowd into the alley.