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Chapter Two: Fraternizing With the Enemy
I narrowed my emerald eyes at him. "You believe that you are welcome on my ship? Bull shit!" I snapped at him. What right did he have coming on my precious Avenger? And then to ask for help?
"I believe that as long as I am on your ship, you should show me some sign of kindness." James retorted. I snorted and rolled my eyes at him. He was a sissy soldier; no doubt.
"I give no help to soldiers." I snarled as I spat at his boots. "Soldiers have never given me help; why should I return it? Put him in the dungeon!" I turned towards Elise as he was being dragged away. "Make sure he gets some medical attention. I don't care who does it."
The black haired woman nodded. "I'm sorry, but you'll have to do it captain. Everyone else is busy and Adam can take your place while you are in the dungeon; he is very capable."
"I know that." I hissed at her, anger evident in my voice. "You know how I have a feud with the English and their damn soldiers! I will probably kill the man before he has a chance to heal!"
Elise gave me an amused glance. "You would kill such a handsome thing? Nay, your heart would soften." She slightly smiled at me as I glared at her.
"My heart does not soften." I said, trying to mimic Adam's death glare. How I wanted to burn holes in Elise's eyes at that very moment.
Instead of being afraid, she laughed. Laughed! I must be losing my touch… "I saw you in that hut, Miss Evans. No pulling the wool over my eyes."
I looked at her in horror. "You didn't tell anyone did you? If you did-"
"Calm down, captain. Of course I didn't. But I now know that our captain has a soft side! Imagine! Lily Evans!" She was talking as if I wasn't there while I stood looking at her blankly. "The once princess! Oh my… Lillian's mother must be devastated."
My forest green eyes widened in a mixture of shock and panic. "You… you know about that also? How? When?"
Elise's sea blue eyes twinkled mischievously as she said, "Did you think a boat popped out of nowhere for you when you ran away?"
And with that she walked away, leaving me to gape at her back. "Holy shit." I whispered, unable to get over that Elise had helped in my escape. True, I saw the boat conveniently right where I whispered to Adam I was running away to. I had seen Elise on The Avenger, and when I boarded she automatically called me captain. Not wanting to be caught, I went along with the plan, saying that she should set for sail. As least that is what I hoped I said.
I remember that a few moments later Adam came on board saying "If you're going to leave, you're never going to make it without me". And he was one-hundred percent correct. He had saved my ass too many times to count.
"Lily? Do you even remember who you are? Hello?" Adam waved a hand in front of my face, making me jump as my memories ended. My best mate grinned at me, apparently amused. "So as I was saying, capin', is that we should head out of these waters since we do now have a fugitive. I believe it is best for us just to leave him out somewhere on the shores on the Caribbean. That way the cannibals can get 'im."
"Ah yes, blasted cannibals. Do you remember when they tried to cook me because they thought I was an overgrown carrot? And all because of my red hair that doesn't even look orange! I think they were color blind." I said, unconsciously smiling as I remembered how the cannibals had done a ritual carrot god dance in front of me.
"Most likely. I saved your ass on that one saying that because you were an overgrown carrot, you were poisonous to eat." Adam glanced down at me, good willed humor set in his stormy gray eyes.
"And I think I have thanked you more than you deserve." I stated, looking up at him defiantly.
"I'm sure. So what are you going to do about the captive, eh?"
"I think I'm going to make him walk the plank! I've always wanted to do that since I was about two. You know how toddler's played with dolls? Well I played with wooden planks."
"Very attracting I must say. But it is a bit clichéd to have him walk the plank; don't you think?"
"Maybe a bit, but it has been my dream since the age of two, and I'm going to do it. Now if you will please excuse me, I must go check on our captive. Do take up the place of captain in my absence, hmm?"
"Of course, milady." Adam replied before I punched him in the arm forcefully. Satisfied when he was complaining and rubbing the spot where I hit him, I continued to walk over my ship until under the bow in the dungeons.
Little light came through the darkened room, but I could still dimly see the outlines of the objects. A shame I didn't bring a candle so I could look upon James' face once more. He was good looking, but an English soldier nonetheless.
The metal plate that allowed for air in the room cast square lights on the floor and I walked under them so James could see my profile better.
"Is it isn't the captain of this damned ship Lily Evans. How are you faring, Evans?" James drawled amusement still in his eyes despite the conditions he was in. The dark haired man inched closer to me, even having the nerve to slightly touch my shoulder. His hazel eyes roamed my body hungrily before landing upon my face once more.
"You are to call me master or captain, Potter." I hissed at James, but it did not scare him. In fact, he looked even more amused. "Stop it!"
"Stop what?" He countered while I could hear him try to choke back a chuckle. James stepped even closer to me and I took one step back. This was not the way it was supposed to be go. This situation had been flip flopped to where I was the guppy and James was the piranha. The more I backed up, the more he stepped forward to me. As we played our game of cat and mouse, I felt my body touch the stone walls of the dungeon and my stomach knotted uncomfortably. What was he to do?
Before long his whole body weight was pressed against mine and I could feel the shape of his abs underneath his thin white shirt. His hazel eyes locked into my emerald ones and I was determined to wait this duel out until he stopped staring at me. My eyes burned from the sensation of not blinking, but I pushed the thought out of my mind. Blinking would mean losing to James. A few seconds later the black haired man softly chuckled and shook his head, placing it atop my shoulder. I could feel his hot breath through the thin material of my white shirt, and I squirmed uncomfortably underneath his ministrations.
"Do not tell me you feel nothing right now. Because I do." James said as he pulled his messy dark haired head back to look me in the eyes.
I tried to stop the sensation in my stomach. "What a shame; your feelings are wasted on me."
"You are a very defiant woman aren't you? You're the kind that will never let a man into her heart because of past…experiences."
"It is my own business to know what has gone on in my past life."
"But yet, your body screams to be touched in all the right places; a man's touch, that is."
"Stop it." I said, trying to douse the rising flame inside of me.
"Hmm…but I am doing nothing wrong."
"You're trying to seduce me."
His hazel eyes filled with feigned shock. "I am doing no such thing. Just talking to a…friend I suppose I could call you."
"I am no friend of an Englishman, especially one such as yourself."
"But you do not deny that you feel something, and it is burning right…here." James said as he took his hand and gently placed it atop where my heart was beating.
"I told you," I said through clenched teeth. "I feel nothing when I am around you; just a loathing so unbearable I could cut out your throat." Captains were not allowed to have affairs with their captives. It was an invisible rule that was set in every captain's mind.
"Nay; I believe it to be something else." James gently said, his gaze on the hand that still rested above my heart beat. Eventually, his hazel eyes met mine once more and the hand the rested on my heartbeat came to rest on my cheek softly. Hazel met emerald as he locked eyes with me once more.
James gently kissed me on the bottom lip. When I did nothing to hurt him, he kissed it again and this time I responded by kissing him full force. I knew I had surprised him, but I wanted so bad to get lost in his mouth. Making the move of asking for entrance to his mouth, he willingly opened his mouth to my warm tongue. Our tongues met in a frenzied dance and I felt a power of desire wash over me like bathwater. His tasted was intoxicating to the point where I almost drowned myself in James' mouth before I had to pull away for breath.
I was brought back to reality as James started to apply butterfly kisses to my neck. Suddenly, I forcefully pushed him off of me as he started to laugh on the ground. I was confused; he was laughing when I had pulled away? Then he spoke, "I was wondering when you would realize I was seducing you to get out of this damned cell. Anger peaked in my veins and I took a shaky breath to calm myself down. How I wanted to pluck out his gorgeous hairs one by one and then feed him to the sharks.
"Stop laughing at me." I pulled my blade and stepped forward so my sword was on his neck. "I will cut your throat and throw you to the sharks if you keep disrespecting me."
I could not see his eyes at the moment, but oh, how I wished I could. Thinking about how I would see fear in his eyes-maybe even terrified of a female pirate speaking this way to him!-my thoughts were abolished as he started to speak in a humorous voice.
"So you will kill me then, won't you? You will regret it; I saw you in that woman's hut while I was fighting…what was her name? Ellen? Elise?"
"Did bloody everyone on this whole fucking ship see that? And that is why you aren't afraid of me?"
"No, it is just the fact that you're a woman, honestly." The second he finished I felt a white hot anger fill my veins. Getting so agitated that I was almost choking him with the pressure I was putting on his neck from my sword, I swiftly got up and punched James square in the jaw with my free fist.
"Don't you ever again disrespect me because I am a woman." I snarled at him, and I was sure that he could see my emerald eyes blazing with anger in the dim lighting.
James rubbed his jaw and wiped off the blood that adorned his nose. "Oh, trust me, I know you are a woman. My eyes have studied your body far too long to even think about seeing you as a man. I hope you can help me with those injuries too, captain."
Had he learned nothing? What kind of man would treat his superior this way? On their ship when they have your life in their hands? What a complete fool. Getting more agitated by the second just being in his presence, I swiftly brought my sword down upon his cheek, leaving a gash that ranged from the bridge of his nose to his ear lobe.
"I hope that scars you." I kicked him in the ribs, knowing that would hurt him most, and exited without another word.
"Elise!" I called to the older woman, wiping the blood off my sword as I walked towards my quarters.
The black haired female came up behind me, trying to keep up with my fast pace. A look of horror crossed her pale face as she watched me clean up the blood. "You struck him didn't you?" Elise said, shaking her head. "We are going to have to heal whatever you did to him, too. You do realize that he now will tell people of our identities if he escapes when we are landed."
"You don't think I already thought of that?" I stopped walking and turned towards Elise. My sudden movement caused her to bump into me, but she quickly recovered. "I need to blow off some steam. You take care of him for now. I have plans for him in the future; he will learn to respect woman and his superiors."
Elise looked hesitant at my order, but I clapped in front of her face to get her to move. Frowning at me with disapproval, she said, "Do not forget that I have been with you from the beginning, Lily."
I watched her back as she retreated to complete my order. Guilt washed over me like a waterfall coming down upon a small flower, and I sighed while tilting my head back to the skies. Elise had always been there for me. She was my only emotional support on The Avenger, all the other crewmembers being males. Come on, males wouldn't understand when "that time of the month" comes and I have horrible cramps. I tell Elise and she automatically-I don't even have to tell her to do it-she calls for Adam and tells him I'm ill and that he must take over. I really do love that girl. The soft movements of the clouds brought a calm sensation to me until I heard some beside me; my reverie was broken.
"You can't strike a captive, Lily." Adam's voice vibrated through my ears. I closed my emerald green eyes, turning my head towards him before opening them once more.
"He is a prisoner, Adam. James should not receive any sympathy on this ship. And I won't be the one to give it to him. The bloody English man insulted me! He disrespects me because I am a female pirate! Now tell me that isn't a good enough reason to strike him." I argued, mentally knowing Adam would ask the same question he always did at times when I went on an angry rampage against the English.
"Why do you hate the English so?" His gray eyes pleaded with me to tell him. To finally open up the last piece of me that I kept secret from everyone.
"I just do." I said dismissively. My best mate raised a dark eyebrow at me before reluctantly walking away.
When was I going to tell him? Or for the most part anyone? Sometimes, I just wished everyone in the whole fucking world would know so I wouldn't have to keep it a secret. If one has secrets, then one must lie to keep them. Whatever the cost, I will keep that secret until I can find someone who won't judge me because of it. Who won't turn their back on me when they know. One who won't get down on their hands and knees in front of me because they find out I'm a princess.
I want to be treated normally. To be treated fairly is the best gift one can receive; in my opinion. My whole life up until the age of eighteen was planned out. It was planned out wisely, but everything in my opinion did not favor me. Getting married to Charles Wedower's son, Robert Wedower, was in the agenda. The deal was that Robert would have full power of my kingdom in return that England give Scotland half it's riches. My parents were stupid enough to agree to the deal, not considering how their eight year old daughter would react to it.
On my eighteenth birthday I was to be married to Robert and become Lillian Wedower. Too bad I ran away the night before my wedding.
My foot dragged as I limped towards my destination. When I had went to climb out of the window I fell, spraining my ankle. With every step I took my injury throbbed and burned. Not to mention that I was dressed in peasant's clothes. I was happy to be in disguise even at twelve midnight. To imagine, people were still roaming the streets of Ireland! Silly people, they could get mugged at any moment, but it looked as if they did not care in the slightest bit.
Looking around me to check no one was watching, I hurriedly passed through the dense, green bush that hid the passageway to a secret beach where I would be hiding out the rest of my life. Having no money concerned me little; that was how bad I wanted out of being a princess.
I finally had come to it. Two large boulder-like mountains enclosed the bay; soft, white sand glittering in the moonlight next to their tall bodies. The moon was high above the two mountains, and I breathed the salty air. The aroma immediately calmed the fast beat of my heart. I let my eyes wander until they rested upon a large ship with the words The Avenger carved into the side of it. The ship was fairly large, reaching half way to the boulders' length.
A woman was busily working on the ship, and I could see her black hair even in the night. Limping over to the ship, I stared at it's dark mahogany sides in awe. What if I were to become a pirate? To break all laws and never again see the shores of Ireland? That…would definitely be a change from the prissy princess to the outlaw pirate. Inwardly, I smiled despite myself. How wonderful it would be to breath the ocean air every morning and night for the rest of my life.
Timidly, I walked towards the large plank that connected the boat to the shore and was vaguely remembered how I once hit my maids on their heads with planks. Just because they wouldn't let me play pirate because I had a dress on; and oh no! I wouldn't want to ruin the dress now, would I?
The dark haired woman walked past the entrance once more and I took a shot at estimating she was about twenty; my two year elder. I cleared my throat in hopes to get her attention when she swiftly passed by the plank again. Surprised, the woman quickly turned towards me and I met her dark blue eyes.
"Why it is nice to see you again, captain. Welcome aboard. I'm Elise by the way." The woman known as Elise welcomed me with open arms onto her ship, calling me captain over and over again. Asking me what I wanted to do; did we want to raid Ireland's castle? I politely told her no, and she pulled her head back and laughed.
"Miss Evans, you're a pirate now; there is no need for politeness if you are to run a ship with other men aboard." Her dark eyebrows were raised, and her dark blue eyes held a mysterious twinkle in them. As if she knew something that I did not. Dismissing the thought right out of my head, I decided to go along with this plan. Deceiving Elise would be a small price to pay to get out of Ireland.
"Right; so let's get this ship-thing-moving. Somewhere." I lamely said, hoping she got my message.
"Right away, capin'." Elise happily said, saluting me as I limped to the edge of the boat and tiredly sat down. "And we'll need to get you something for that ankle, miss!" She called back to me, her back turned to fixing the sails.
"Lillian Marie Evans! You will go nowhere without me!" I immediately recognized the voice as Adam and turned around half way to look down upon him.
After a few moments of silence, I rolled my emerald eyes at him. "Well? Are you coming aboard or not, second in command?"
"Second in command? What? Lily, you barely know how to ride a horse much less command a ship." He retorted, crossing his arms across his chest and planting his feet firmly on the ground.
"Hey! That horse went ballistic on its own! I did nothing wrong! Besides, what could be the worse that could happen? We run into the Black Ship? Come now, Adam. Get aboard or we-Elise and I-will leave you behind." I stated, having to slightly yell to him.
Adam looked anxious for a few seconds before we heard, "That's an affirmative captain! We would leave his ass on the dirt if he doesn't decide to come." I grinned roguishly at Elise. A new Lily was coming forth; a rebellious one, and I liked it.
"Listen, I'm leaving Ireland, and if you were my true best mate you would follow me to the end of the Earth and back!"
His gray eyes narrowed at Elise while she simply shrugged before returning his gaze towards me. We stared at each other before he finally sighed and held his hands out to the night sky. "Why, God? Why me? Why did I have to have the rebellious best friend? WHY!" And without saying another word, Adam trudged up onto the ship's deck, looking at me with despair. "I'm leaving the only home I have ever known, so if I die, please send my body back here."
"Don't think about death right now. Think about a new beginning and how much fun we will have! This life will be totally opposite of what our other lives were like!" Excitement shown in my eyes as despair filled his gray pools of emotion.
"Our life where we were rich, powerful, happy-"
"Ah, but I wasn't."
He gave me a sorrowful glance. "You don't count."
I playfully smacked him, but a little too hard I assume because he whined and rubbed his arm. Recovering he said, "You hit like a girl."
Immediately, I stood up, forgetting about my injury and the white hot pain that resided there. "I may hit like a girl, but you hit like a sissy."
"Ouch, touché Captain Lily Evans."
"Captain Lily Evans." I repeated out loud and in my head over and over again. "I like the sound of that."
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