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Chapter Three: Of Betrayals and Battles

Sirius Black stood on the deck of his ship grinning out to sea. The Black Ship, as people tended to call it, had gone from his father's hands into his. He had been on this ship all his life, being born from his mother on a remote island. With his almost all-black attire, Sirius looked stunning in his old, yet still classy outfit. His mate, who was currently in second command, stepped beside him.

"Do you think we will catch them?" Remus asked Sirius with an eyebrow cocked.

"Of course we will! The Black Ship has never failed in a chase down!" The captain said, glancing at Remus irately. "Do you think my Pop carried this ship over the centuries to me if he just wanted-"

"-to have its title stripped off its wooden planks?" Remus finished for him, giving Sirius an amused glance while the latter scoffed.

"Well…exactly." The black haired pirate finished for himself lamely. He really needed to make sure he didn't repeat his lectures too often anymore… "You really believe that Princess Lillian is on that ship? Red hair and everything?"

It was Remus' turn to give Sirius an irritated glance. "Of course it was! I saw her red hair and I knew that she had run away instead of being killed. Putting two and two together-"

"Makes ten?" Sirius asked, obviously amused at his own joke.

Remus gave his captain a dry look. "No. Not really."

The pirate captain laughed and slapped his crewmate on the back. "Don't get your kickers in a twist now."

"Who said I was wearing knickers?" The sandy-blonde haired man asked amusedly.

Sirius removed his hand, disgust written on his features. "Get some bloody protection on, mate!"

"Protection? Whatever for? We are in the middle of a sea, Sirius."

"It is still captain to you."

"Fine, captain, I will have you know-"

But before Remus could continue a man clearing his throat interrupted the two. They both looked up to see a light haired man with periwinkle eyes that sparkled with happiness and unease at the same time. "Mr. Sirius; Mr. Remus." The man known as Paul bowed to them. Paul was the Black Ship's sightseer of enemy ships, or ships they were tracking down. "We have sighted The Avenger not far from here, sir."

Sirius grinned mischievously at his friend. "Do you think he has-"

"-yet to complete his mission? Of course! It has only been a bloody week!"

I saw James wake up from his afternoon nap that he so graciously accepted from us. His hazel eyes went back into focus and they landed upon me.

"Why my dear Lily! I haven't seen you for about a week! How are you commanding your ship, hmm?" He asked, amused that he would be asking a woman that question.

I said nothing but sent him a glare full of hatred. With a loud echo thundering through the dungeon walls, I threw his metal tray of food at him. It really was a pity to find Irdor treating James so nicely. My ship's cook would actually scrounge up some meat for him! Even while I told Irdor to stop feeding him so nicely and let him have stale bread and cheese, that damned cook did not stop treating James like a guest. "I do hope you enjoy your food." I snarled out. My tone betrayed my words.

James raised a skeptical eyebrow my way. "I do hope so, too. But it would be even better if a captain with a stick stuck up her ass would let a prisoner have some alone time to eat."

I snorted. "Too bad that isn't going to happen anytime soon."

"Are you stalking me now, Miss Evans?" The black haired man said while picking up a piece of ham leisurely.

I let out a sound of disgust as he openly showed me the chewed up food in his mouth. "I would not become attracted to you if you paid me one million pounds."

"Not even great sex, too?"

Right. Like I was going to have sex with an Englishman. "In your dreams."

"Damn, I thought that was the one thing that would lure you in most, seeing as how you seem to have no romantic connections with your other crewmates."

"Like you would be romantic?" I said, sarcasm dripping from my every word. "You would take me out to dance on the ship's deck in the moonlight? I doubt it."

"Ah, but Miss Lily-"

"-it is captain or master to you-" I interjected.

"-you take for granted the one thing that I can give you: passion." James said as if I had not said anything at all.

"Passion!" I cried out, throwing my hands in the air. "What do bloody Englishmen know about passion? Much less romance?" I let out a cruel laugh. "Nay, men do not understand love."

James looked down at his half eaten meal in thought. "But they can learn."

"Trust me, in all my years of experiencing the English man, they will never learn." Barely giving myself enough time to finish my sentence I left the small, dark room.

"LILY!" Boomed Adam, coming across the deck at a hastened pace. He finally reached me, gasping for air. "Elliot has seen the Black Ship again. They are headed this way."

Everything seemed to stop in front of me. The Black Ship? Wasn't that ship some legend to keep children in bed at night? My heart beat rapidly against my chest. Horrible rumors of the Black Ship returning had reached my ears, but like a fool, I had ignored them; casting them off as a person who must have misheard.

"It…" I chocked out. "JUAN! JARED! PUT THE SAILS AT FULL SPEED! ELISE, GET THE OTHER MATES READY FOR BATTLE, AND GET THE CANNONS READY! ELLIOT, TELL ME WHEN THAT DAMNED SHIP GETS CLOSE ENOUGH TO SHOOT CANNONS AT IT! NICK, GET YOUR SCRAWNY ASS UP ON THIS DECK AND FIGURE OUT OUR BATTLE PLANS!" My emerald gaze turned towards my best mate. "Adam, go lock up James and make sure he has no chance of escaping on this ship. These pirates will kill him if he is to be captured."

"Aye, cap' in." Adam drawled out. He really was a queer fellow at times.

Elaine was doing exactly what I had told her. On top of things, that girl is. Seeing as to everyone was doing what they were suppose to, I paced over to the ropes and started tugging on them. Blasted things, they wouldn't budge. I scowled as I took one final pull on the ropes. Alas, the sails came crashing down and the wind immediately picked up the line material.

"The bloody wanker refused to be tied down until the captain came down. I think we should have done the cliché of making him walk the plank and chanting obscurities." Adam's voice floated through my ears.

"See? I hate to say it, but, I told you so, mate." I said to Adam, shaking my head sadly as he shrugged it off.

The dim lighting in the dungeon did nothing for my mood. "Potter." I greeted none too affectionately.

"Captain." James returned with just as much dispassion. "I can help you fight."

I tried to repress an urge to snort cruelly. James, the man that I had pinned down within a minute, fight to the death? Like bloody hell I was going to allow that. "No chance. Let's face it, you have no use. I had you cornered under a minute when you fought me."

"I pitied you. I will not pity these barbarians." Blood rushed to my face, and I was sure I resembled a tomato.

"Because I was a woman, right? Is that why you did not fight back? If that is so, you can bloody well count on it that you will not fight this battle."

"You won't win this, Lily. This ship is too strong for you."

"I do not need you telling me what I can't do."

"Trust me just this once, master." James bit out sarcastically, and I felt an odd satisfaction that he knew who was in command here. I mused over letting him die here for the rest of his life while I was fighting. Nah.

"Well, just because you said master, I will let you fight. Do try to not get yourself killed."

"I wouldn't dream on it, Lils."

"Don't call me that for the last time." I ground out before proceeding on deck once more.

I sighed and rubbed my temples. A headache was coming on, and I particularly did not like headaches. Even worse, the Black Ship was looming ever near us, its black sails flapping in the wind. Fabulous. Just what I wanted! To spend the day killing pirates worse than I. That was a real blow to the ego to find worse pirates than me out there. Sure, I had known it, but still, it brought my ego down a few notches. Though, my ego was not as bad as Mr. Men Are Better than Woman.

"INCOMING!" Was all I heard before a cannonball came crashing into my ship, leaving pieces of wood lying everywhere. Anger flooded my being as I looked at the debris. Did these bloody people realize how long it took for me to build this crew up? To build this ship successfully? Obviously the Black Ship was controlling by a stupid git who inherited his ship. Probably from some rich royal. My thoughts played on the famous royal with Black as a last name would own that ship. Nah. No royal would risk there clean little fingers.

Another cannonball connected with my ship, only fueling my anger. I lost my balance and ended up having to stagger to a wooden pillar to support myself. My head was dizzy from the headache just kicking in. A furious growl escaped my throat. Half because of the stupid headache that I now had, and the other half because they were destroying my precious ship.

"PREPARE THE CANNONS!" I yelled vehemently.

I stalked over to the other end of the deck, snatched up the telescope from an unsuspecting Elliot, and furiously whipped the telescope (yes, whipped) to my eye. The Black Ship was about three kilometers away. Just what I needed at the time. "Lily!" Adam called to me. What the bloody hell could it be now? Did Juan break his leg? Or did James suddenly break lose and kill all my crew? Fortunately, it was none of the above. "The cannons are ready!" Even better, I must say.

"Excellent." I said to myself rather than to anyone else. "GET THOSE CANNONS MOVING! I WANT TO SEE THREE SHOTS AT THAT SHIP IN LESS THAN THREE SECONDS!" Wow, I really shouldn't yell anymore with a headache.

Another cannonball whisked through my sails without mercy. Those bloody sails cost money! Good money I might add. "FIRE THE BLOODY CANNONS ALREADY!" What was taking those worthless people so long? Didn't they know that we had to WIN, and not STALL?

With content I watched my cannons shatter the pillar their sails stood upon. About time something happened in our favor. As I had expected, the Black Ship moved closer and soon we were in range for sword to sword attack. I glanced around to see if my crew was ready. James was looking quite smug as the Black Ship's men swung onto The Avenger, unsheathing their swords as they came.

I stabbed the first one that reached me. This was a good time to release the ever-growing fury that now rested inside of me. I lashed out at anything that moved in front of me. Blood stained my sword as I killed one after another. Mercy was beyond the stage I was in. I dimly saw Adam fighting four rather large looking men. They were slowly closing in on him.

As I made to aide him, an undeniably handsome man stepped in my way. "Hello there, my little flower." No one, and I mean NO ONE, had every called me by that nickname since I ran away. "Lily, I presume?"

"Look," I said, already irritated at the man's behavior, "either you fight me, or I have better things to do."

"As you wish, Lils." Before I could react properly we were engaged in a battle of wits, and skills of course. With a good back swing on his part that I narrowly dodged, I saw that Adam was struggling to fight off the four men. He had been doing quite well, but he needed help. "You are quite the little angry woman, aren't you?" His electric blue eyes danced merrily as if we were on a cruise.

"Naturally." I said before pivoting and swinging horizontally at the mysterious man. He blocked my attack with some difficulty. Our swords did not part as I leered at him. He only grinned in return. Oh how I wished my leer would bore two large holes right through his handsome blue eyes to the back of his black haired head. He abruptly leapt back, broke our gazing contest, and side stepped the next attack that I threw at him.

He looked around him, amused. "I believe your friend-Adam is it?-is currently being boarded onto the ship that I command. Such a shame that the second in command does not like him already."

Fury whirling around in my brain, I dismissed the idea that the Black Ship's second in command already knew of Adam. My fist came into contact with the side of his face, and I could hear a few bones crack. Instead of crying of in pain as I had expected, the black haired man had the nerve to laugh.

"It was nice meeting you also, Lily darling."

What was up with men and their stupid pet names? It was quite annoying when a man I don't even know comes up to me and says, "'Ello there, princess." Men are so frustrating.

"Well, I do believe your dear friend will prove us much worth." He said through bloody teeth.

The man gave a sort of a giggle of glee. "We have what we want! Let's go!" A voice rang out over the battle. That voice… I had heard it somewhere…

My emerald gaze swiftly caught Adam being dragged off by one of the four men. I saw he had pegged two of them with his sword. His sea blue eyes captured mine. Adam lamely reached out a limp hand towards me while mouthing my name. The men were in a hurry to get him on their ship as far as I could tell.

"JAMES!" I called desperately. Don't ask me why I called to him; he was the one person that entered my mind first. Of course, considering what a great day I was having, I got no answer. I decided it was not best to stand still for any longer. I charged across the flimsy wooden plank set between the two ships.

As I got across, I saw a glimpse of Adam. He was being carried below deck. Most likely to the torturing chamber, if this ship even had one. "ADAM!" I called out to him. Slashing at anything that was in my way, my feet pounded against the wooden floor of the Black Ship as I bolted towards him.

I was hit by a danker smell as I entered the room blindly. My best mate was being placed in shackles.

My.

Best.

Mate.

Worry enveloped me as I saw all the cuts his face adorned. It was quite obvious Adam had put up a struggle and lost miserably.

"Adam!" I whispered, and the man chaining the object of my thoughts whirled around. He had sandy blonde hair and light brown eyes that, at the moment, held surprise and a hint of worry. Oh, that boy had a damn good reason to be worried. No one messes with Lily Evan's friends unless you want to be tortured slowly and painfully to death. And to treat my best mate like that? This boy had better expect to walk to plank to an ocean full of hungry deprived sharks waiting for some good meat.

"What are you doing here, Lily?" I heard a man say. Preferably, I heard James say.

My eyes light up as I whirled around. "James! You must help me! Adam is going to die and-"

"He's not going to die, although I wish he would." James bit out scornfully, spitting on the battered body of Adam.

I gave him a shocked gaze. "Look, I know you two had a few trifles-"

"Trifles? You didn't realize that we competed for the one thing that we both wanted: the captain's affection. Remus," James continued without giving me time to contemplate what he had meant. "lock Miss Evans up along with her dearest friend Adam."

A/N: Dun dun DUN DUN! I just love plot twists! So, did you love it? Absolutely hate it? Want to give me a nasty flame that I will laugh at and say thank you to? Well, then, please do go ahead and tell me in a review! To all my cute, sweet reviewers:

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