Hi! This is chapter 4 of my super weird fic! I know I took longer than
usual, but I kinda got carried away with this one. I'm not getting anywhere
on this story, but don't worry. Just like every story, it will eventually
end. And just like every story (except for series of unfortunate events and
scary stories by Steven King) it will have a happy ending!
Fire of Darkness Read this Hi again! I know I am holding you back, but I haven't spoken to you in over a week. I read your story and I loved it! Raven is the coolest, man! I know you don't know Hannah, but do you know anyone with the last name "Brooks?" I hope you do! Then we would have more in common than we do already! Ooh! Guess what? June 14th is my birthday! Yippee! I feel so special... I'm finally going to be a teenager! Anyway, enough chit-chat. Read and enjoy! Sincerely Demoneyes14!
Chapter 4: Beat rested near the window of the shop. He sat slouched, but he was alert. He knew that something bad was going to happen. It was instinct. He didn't need that stupid book to know something bad was coming. It just depended on setting. Then he heard it. The sound of cannon fire, women screaming, children crying, soldiers running in every direction... the bad had come. "Beat grabbed as many weapons as he could carry including a small axe. Unfortunately for him, there were no roller blades or spray cans to use here, so he'd have to do it the old fashioned way: swords and axes. He ran out of the blacksmiths' shop to see a ton of pirates chasing villagers, houses on fire and cannons firing everywhere. One woman ran down the small road being chased by a pirate. Beat threw the axe at his back and the pirate fell onto the ground. Beat ran by, pulling the axe out of his back as he went. The whole village was in flames and several small explosions came from the shops behind him.
Rhyth sat up straight at the sound of an explosion. The lights were out, but the room was lit every few seconds by fire and explosions. Rhyth shielded her eyes from the light as she got up. She then ran down the stairs when someone knocked on the door. The butler walked emotionlessly to the door "Don't!!" Rhyth screamed. But the butler had opened the door already. Four or five pirates stood at the door. "Hello chum." One of the pirates said as he raised a gun to his chest. He then pulled the trigger. A loud crack rang through the mansion as the butler fell, dead. Rhyth let out a shriek as the pirates stormed the mansion. One of the shorter ones noticed her and chased her up the stairs. Rhyth ran down the hall and into the dining room. She locked the door behind her with a candleholder and looked around frantically when she noticed the crest over the fireplace. Two swords stuck out of the metal shield. "Well, it always works in movies..." she shrugged and grabbed the hilt of one of the swords. When she tried to pull it out, the whole crest came down with it. Rhyth pulled several times, trying to shake the crest off. "Damn... I should've known." She growled as she dropped the crest onto the ground. Rhyth jumped back to her senses when she realized that the pirates were still banging on the door. She quickly turned around and hid in one of the closets. The door finally burst open. "We know you're here... poppet." One of the pirates said softly. "Come out... and we promise we won't hurt you..." From what Rhyth could tell, there only seemed to be two pirates in the room looking for her. She covered her mouth so they wouldn't hear her breathe. "You have something of ours." The one pirate continued. "It calls to us. The gold calls to us..." He then opened the door and smirked at the small girl. "Hello poppet."
"Say goodbye!" Beat found himself being held by the neck with a crowbar. The pirate holding it held an axe to Beat's throat. The red head swallowed hard as the axe slowly pushed into his neck. It was then that another cannon fired and hit the sign above them. Beat quickly ducked as the sign sent the pirate flying into the window behind him. "Goodbye." Beat sneered as he ran off. He had never been so happy to hear the sound of guns in his life.
"Parley!" Rhyth said without thinking. The two pirates looked at her quizzically. "Since you already found me... I wish to speak with the captain." "Ah, damn the code!" one of them snapped as he pulled out his gun. He aimed it at Rhyth's chest, but the other pirate pulled his arm down. "She says that she wants to be taken to the captain." The other pirate growled. "So we'll take her to the captain... and she'll go without a fuss."
Beat continued to run down the road, killing pirates and saving as many people as he could. He turned a corner and froze on the spot. There, being dragged away by a couple pirates, was Rhyth. She turned to see Beat, but got dragged out of sight before she could say anything. "Rhyth...!" Beat started to run after the small girl when he felt a dull metal object hit the back of his head. He collapsed on the ground, unconscious.
Yoyo sulked at the door of his cell. A cannonball had destroyed the wall in the cell next to him and the other pirates had escaped. After that, the dog ran off with the keys. 'I have no manner of luck at all.' He thought to himself when a soldier tumbled down the stairs dead. Two pirates followed the corpse and entered the room. One was a Jamaican pirate with cornrows in his hair and beard. The other one was scrawny and had a brown beard. "This isn't the armory!" The smaller pirate barked. He looked around at the cell while the other one had his eye on Yoyo. "Well, well, well..." the black pirate sneered. "If it isn't Captain Jack Sparrow." Yoyo shrugged and rolled his eyes. "Last time I saw you..." the second one started. "You was on an island, shrinking into the distance." He continued to smirk. "Looks like his luck hasn't changed much, has it?" he teased. The black pirate chuckled slightly. "Shut up, you bastards." Yoyo growled. "The deepest circle of hell is for betrayers, and mutineers." The black pirate reached his hand through the bars and grabbed Yoyo 's throat. When Yoyo looked down, he noticed that the arm was nothing but bare bones in the moonlight. "So that's what the curse looks like..." Yoyo managed to say as the grip on his neck tightened. "That's interesting." The pirate pulled his hand out of the moonlight. Yoyo 's eyes widened as he watched the arm grow flesh. "You know nothing of hell." The pirate growled. He then turned around and strode out of the room followed by the white pirate. Yoyo placed his hand on his throat where the bony grasp had been. "That's very interesting... but it hurt like hell!"
Rhyth sat on a lifeboat between the two pirates that were rowing her to the Black Pearl. "Well," one of the pirates started. "Since you'll be with us for a while, we may as well introduce ourselves. "I'm Pintel, and the one with the wooden eye over there, is Ragetti." Rhyth turned to the scrawnier one of the pirates. She had never noticed his eye before. If she had, she would've known who he was right away. She hadn't really seen much with all of the darkness surrounding them. The one thing she had noticed was Beat standing in the middle of the road watching as she got dragged away. Why didn't he bother to come? Then she remembered what happened in the book. Will gets knocked on the back of the head with a frying pan. Rhyth laughed silently to herself as she remembered the time when she hit Beat on the head with a spray can through anger. She knocked him unconscious and he didn't wake up for two days. "What are you laughing at?" Pintel asked in suspicion. "Oh... I just remembered the time I hit my friend on the head with a sp- er... pan." She let out a sigh of relief as the two pirates chuckled. "Here we are!" Ragetti said as they came up to the massive ship. Dozens of cannons stuck out of the side of the ship and every once in a while, one would fire, followed by the next one a little ways down. Rhyth was amazed at the size of the ship. It was hard to believe that something so big could still float on the water. "Do you like it?" Ragetti asked. "It's a beautiful ship, isn't she?" Rhyth stayed silent as they stopped beside the huge boat. "What's this?" A large African Pirate growled as Rhyth was led to the main deck. The pirate looked down at the small girl in disgust. "I want to talk to SMACK! " Rhyth was slapped across the face by the overgrown pirate. "You will speak when spoken to!" He snapped. Rhyth gingerly touched her face where she had been slapped. "And you will not touch someone under the protection of parley!" a familiar voice came up from behind the large African. Out from behind a cluster of pirates came a scrawny, gray haired man. Rhyth gasped as she made eye contact with the man. 'Hayashi...!' Rhyth gaped at the policeman. 'He's Barbossa? Figures.' "Well, well, well..." Hayashi walked up to the girl and caressed her cheek. Rhyth's expression changed to a glare. For a pirate captain, he was sure a pervert. "What is it you want, missy?" Hayashi asked as he moved closer. "I want you to get your ass- I mean... leave and never come back" She growled. The crew surrounding her laughed eerily. Hayashi moved even closer to Rhyth and placed her hands on her shoulders. Rhyth continued to stay rigid. Hayashi then whispered one word in her ear. "No." The pirates that could hear their captain laughed louder than before. Rhyth pushed Hayashi off of her, pulled the medallion off her neck and let it hang over the side of the ship. "I'll drop it!" She threatened. Hayashi didn't move from his spot. "Go ahead." He sneered. "'Tis nothing but a small trinket to us." Making sure that the chain was wrapped tightly around her finger, Rhyth let the medallion slip a little more. The medallion jerked to a stop just after every single crewmember on board moved to stop her. Rhyth smirked at the pirates. "Do you have a name, missy?" Hayashi asked quietly. "Elizabeth Turner." She replied. She knew that if she didn't give them Will's last name, they would probably never wake up. Rhyth watched uncomfortably as the pirates exchanged looks of pleasure. She knew of course why they were so happy. They had supposedly found William Turner's child. Oh, boy were they wrong! Rhyth tried to keep her laughter in her head as she heard the words "Bootstrap" and "Bill" used in the same sentence. 'Soon Beat and Yoyo will save me-' Rhyth stopped in mid-thought as she remembered who Beat was. Will. Rhyth hadn't read the whole book yet, but it was obvious who was in love with whom in that story. Rhyth shuddered at the thought of it. 'Why me?' "Elizabeth!" Rhyth snapped back to reality. "Huh? What?" "The medallion..." He said, holding out his hand. "If you want us to leave what's left of Port Royal alone and never return, we'd like that medallion!" "Oh... sorry." Rhyth quickly dropped the coin in the captain's hands and waited for him to give the orders for them to leave. "Raise the sails!" Hayashi barked. Rhyth didn't dare move. If she even tried to escape, the chances of her surviving the swim across were slim to none if you included the cannon fire. It was up to Beat and Yoyo now...
"Uhn..." Beat groaned and rolled onto his back. He sat up and immediately felt the pain on the back of his head start up again. He looked around at the village. "Damn... why am I still here?" He growled to himself. "Maybe Rhyth's theory was right... RHYTH!" Ignoring the pain in his skull, Beat stood up and ran to the most important looking people he could find. Coincidentally, those people were Commodore Norrington and Governor Swan. The two men loomed over a map while guards surrounded them. Beat rushed inside. "They've taken Rhyth!" He yelled. The two men of higher ranking looked at beat quizzically. "I mean... what was her name? Elizabeth!" The pounding on the back of his head continued. He clutched his wound tightly. "Tell us something we don't already know." The commodore snapped. He then walked over to Beat and whispered: "Don't think you're the only one who cares for Elizabeth." "But I don't-" Beat growled but was interrupted by the commodore once again. "Then why do you come telling us old news?" He quipped. "If you do not care for her, don't bother coming at all." Beat glared daggers at the commodore, who simply smirked. "As you would say..." The commodore sneered, "get lost."
Beat glared at the evil man for one more second, then turned and stormed off. Then he remembered... the one guy who knew about this story better than anyone.
"Yoyo."
Hehehe! Was it good? I hope you didn't mind it being so long, but as I said before, I got carried away. I keep asking about my website to my mom and the only thing she says is: "We'll talk about it." I've been asking for over a month now and I always get the same fucking answer! Damn... Ah well. I still have a chance. R&R!
Fire of Darkness Read this Hi again! I know I am holding you back, but I haven't spoken to you in over a week. I read your story and I loved it! Raven is the coolest, man! I know you don't know Hannah, but do you know anyone with the last name "Brooks?" I hope you do! Then we would have more in common than we do already! Ooh! Guess what? June 14th is my birthday! Yippee! I feel so special... I'm finally going to be a teenager! Anyway, enough chit-chat. Read and enjoy! Sincerely Demoneyes14!
Chapter 4: Beat rested near the window of the shop. He sat slouched, but he was alert. He knew that something bad was going to happen. It was instinct. He didn't need that stupid book to know something bad was coming. It just depended on setting. Then he heard it. The sound of cannon fire, women screaming, children crying, soldiers running in every direction... the bad had come. "Beat grabbed as many weapons as he could carry including a small axe. Unfortunately for him, there were no roller blades or spray cans to use here, so he'd have to do it the old fashioned way: swords and axes. He ran out of the blacksmiths' shop to see a ton of pirates chasing villagers, houses on fire and cannons firing everywhere. One woman ran down the small road being chased by a pirate. Beat threw the axe at his back and the pirate fell onto the ground. Beat ran by, pulling the axe out of his back as he went. The whole village was in flames and several small explosions came from the shops behind him.
Rhyth sat up straight at the sound of an explosion. The lights were out, but the room was lit every few seconds by fire and explosions. Rhyth shielded her eyes from the light as she got up. She then ran down the stairs when someone knocked on the door. The butler walked emotionlessly to the door "Don't!!" Rhyth screamed. But the butler had opened the door already. Four or five pirates stood at the door. "Hello chum." One of the pirates said as he raised a gun to his chest. He then pulled the trigger. A loud crack rang through the mansion as the butler fell, dead. Rhyth let out a shriek as the pirates stormed the mansion. One of the shorter ones noticed her and chased her up the stairs. Rhyth ran down the hall and into the dining room. She locked the door behind her with a candleholder and looked around frantically when she noticed the crest over the fireplace. Two swords stuck out of the metal shield. "Well, it always works in movies..." she shrugged and grabbed the hilt of one of the swords. When she tried to pull it out, the whole crest came down with it. Rhyth pulled several times, trying to shake the crest off. "Damn... I should've known." She growled as she dropped the crest onto the ground. Rhyth jumped back to her senses when she realized that the pirates were still banging on the door. She quickly turned around and hid in one of the closets. The door finally burst open. "We know you're here... poppet." One of the pirates said softly. "Come out... and we promise we won't hurt you..." From what Rhyth could tell, there only seemed to be two pirates in the room looking for her. She covered her mouth so they wouldn't hear her breathe. "You have something of ours." The one pirate continued. "It calls to us. The gold calls to us..." He then opened the door and smirked at the small girl. "Hello poppet."
"Say goodbye!" Beat found himself being held by the neck with a crowbar. The pirate holding it held an axe to Beat's throat. The red head swallowed hard as the axe slowly pushed into his neck. It was then that another cannon fired and hit the sign above them. Beat quickly ducked as the sign sent the pirate flying into the window behind him. "Goodbye." Beat sneered as he ran off. He had never been so happy to hear the sound of guns in his life.
"Parley!" Rhyth said without thinking. The two pirates looked at her quizzically. "Since you already found me... I wish to speak with the captain." "Ah, damn the code!" one of them snapped as he pulled out his gun. He aimed it at Rhyth's chest, but the other pirate pulled his arm down. "She says that she wants to be taken to the captain." The other pirate growled. "So we'll take her to the captain... and she'll go without a fuss."
Beat continued to run down the road, killing pirates and saving as many people as he could. He turned a corner and froze on the spot. There, being dragged away by a couple pirates, was Rhyth. She turned to see Beat, but got dragged out of sight before she could say anything. "Rhyth...!" Beat started to run after the small girl when he felt a dull metal object hit the back of his head. He collapsed on the ground, unconscious.
Yoyo sulked at the door of his cell. A cannonball had destroyed the wall in the cell next to him and the other pirates had escaped. After that, the dog ran off with the keys. 'I have no manner of luck at all.' He thought to himself when a soldier tumbled down the stairs dead. Two pirates followed the corpse and entered the room. One was a Jamaican pirate with cornrows in his hair and beard. The other one was scrawny and had a brown beard. "This isn't the armory!" The smaller pirate barked. He looked around at the cell while the other one had his eye on Yoyo. "Well, well, well..." the black pirate sneered. "If it isn't Captain Jack Sparrow." Yoyo shrugged and rolled his eyes. "Last time I saw you..." the second one started. "You was on an island, shrinking into the distance." He continued to smirk. "Looks like his luck hasn't changed much, has it?" he teased. The black pirate chuckled slightly. "Shut up, you bastards." Yoyo growled. "The deepest circle of hell is for betrayers, and mutineers." The black pirate reached his hand through the bars and grabbed Yoyo 's throat. When Yoyo looked down, he noticed that the arm was nothing but bare bones in the moonlight. "So that's what the curse looks like..." Yoyo managed to say as the grip on his neck tightened. "That's interesting." The pirate pulled his hand out of the moonlight. Yoyo 's eyes widened as he watched the arm grow flesh. "You know nothing of hell." The pirate growled. He then turned around and strode out of the room followed by the white pirate. Yoyo placed his hand on his throat where the bony grasp had been. "That's very interesting... but it hurt like hell!"
Rhyth sat on a lifeboat between the two pirates that were rowing her to the Black Pearl. "Well," one of the pirates started. "Since you'll be with us for a while, we may as well introduce ourselves. "I'm Pintel, and the one with the wooden eye over there, is Ragetti." Rhyth turned to the scrawnier one of the pirates. She had never noticed his eye before. If she had, she would've known who he was right away. She hadn't really seen much with all of the darkness surrounding them. The one thing she had noticed was Beat standing in the middle of the road watching as she got dragged away. Why didn't he bother to come? Then she remembered what happened in the book. Will gets knocked on the back of the head with a frying pan. Rhyth laughed silently to herself as she remembered the time when she hit Beat on the head with a spray can through anger. She knocked him unconscious and he didn't wake up for two days. "What are you laughing at?" Pintel asked in suspicion. "Oh... I just remembered the time I hit my friend on the head with a sp- er... pan." She let out a sigh of relief as the two pirates chuckled. "Here we are!" Ragetti said as they came up to the massive ship. Dozens of cannons stuck out of the side of the ship and every once in a while, one would fire, followed by the next one a little ways down. Rhyth was amazed at the size of the ship. It was hard to believe that something so big could still float on the water. "Do you like it?" Ragetti asked. "It's a beautiful ship, isn't she?" Rhyth stayed silent as they stopped beside the huge boat. "What's this?" A large African Pirate growled as Rhyth was led to the main deck. The pirate looked down at the small girl in disgust. "I want to talk to SMACK! " Rhyth was slapped across the face by the overgrown pirate. "You will speak when spoken to!" He snapped. Rhyth gingerly touched her face where she had been slapped. "And you will not touch someone under the protection of parley!" a familiar voice came up from behind the large African. Out from behind a cluster of pirates came a scrawny, gray haired man. Rhyth gasped as she made eye contact with the man. 'Hayashi...!' Rhyth gaped at the policeman. 'He's Barbossa? Figures.' "Well, well, well..." Hayashi walked up to the girl and caressed her cheek. Rhyth's expression changed to a glare. For a pirate captain, he was sure a pervert. "What is it you want, missy?" Hayashi asked as he moved closer. "I want you to get your ass- I mean... leave and never come back" She growled. The crew surrounding her laughed eerily. Hayashi moved even closer to Rhyth and placed her hands on her shoulders. Rhyth continued to stay rigid. Hayashi then whispered one word in her ear. "No." The pirates that could hear their captain laughed louder than before. Rhyth pushed Hayashi off of her, pulled the medallion off her neck and let it hang over the side of the ship. "I'll drop it!" She threatened. Hayashi didn't move from his spot. "Go ahead." He sneered. "'Tis nothing but a small trinket to us." Making sure that the chain was wrapped tightly around her finger, Rhyth let the medallion slip a little more. The medallion jerked to a stop just after every single crewmember on board moved to stop her. Rhyth smirked at the pirates. "Do you have a name, missy?" Hayashi asked quietly. "Elizabeth Turner." She replied. She knew that if she didn't give them Will's last name, they would probably never wake up. Rhyth watched uncomfortably as the pirates exchanged looks of pleasure. She knew of course why they were so happy. They had supposedly found William Turner's child. Oh, boy were they wrong! Rhyth tried to keep her laughter in her head as she heard the words "Bootstrap" and "Bill" used in the same sentence. 'Soon Beat and Yoyo will save me-' Rhyth stopped in mid-thought as she remembered who Beat was. Will. Rhyth hadn't read the whole book yet, but it was obvious who was in love with whom in that story. Rhyth shuddered at the thought of it. 'Why me?' "Elizabeth!" Rhyth snapped back to reality. "Huh? What?" "The medallion..." He said, holding out his hand. "If you want us to leave what's left of Port Royal alone and never return, we'd like that medallion!" "Oh... sorry." Rhyth quickly dropped the coin in the captain's hands and waited for him to give the orders for them to leave. "Raise the sails!" Hayashi barked. Rhyth didn't dare move. If she even tried to escape, the chances of her surviving the swim across were slim to none if you included the cannon fire. It was up to Beat and Yoyo now...
"Uhn..." Beat groaned and rolled onto his back. He sat up and immediately felt the pain on the back of his head start up again. He looked around at the village. "Damn... why am I still here?" He growled to himself. "Maybe Rhyth's theory was right... RHYTH!" Ignoring the pain in his skull, Beat stood up and ran to the most important looking people he could find. Coincidentally, those people were Commodore Norrington and Governor Swan. The two men loomed over a map while guards surrounded them. Beat rushed inside. "They've taken Rhyth!" He yelled. The two men of higher ranking looked at beat quizzically. "I mean... what was her name? Elizabeth!" The pounding on the back of his head continued. He clutched his wound tightly. "Tell us something we don't already know." The commodore snapped. He then walked over to Beat and whispered: "Don't think you're the only one who cares for Elizabeth." "But I don't-" Beat growled but was interrupted by the commodore once again. "Then why do you come telling us old news?" He quipped. "If you do not care for her, don't bother coming at all." Beat glared daggers at the commodore, who simply smirked. "As you would say..." The commodore sneered, "get lost."
Beat glared at the evil man for one more second, then turned and stormed off. Then he remembered... the one guy who knew about this story better than anyone.
"Yoyo."
Hehehe! Was it good? I hope you didn't mind it being so long, but as I said before, I got carried away. I keep asking about my website to my mom and the only thing she says is: "We'll talk about it." I've been asking for over a month now and I always get the same fucking answer! Damn... Ah well. I still have a chance. R&R!
