The Lost Ingots of Tagus
by Aldesina
Chapter 2: They've taken Elizabeth. Again
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Disclaimer.....As you are probably all very well aware, I do not own anything, if I did I would be rolling in it, since I am not, and I do NOT own the story I am poor, and can only write fanfiction about it. Ah sigh, oh well, on with the story
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"Oh my God" Elizabeth breathed out. Her eyes widened as she looked up. The courtyard that had seemed to be the perfect place to hold the wedding was now the perfect death trap. It was surrounded by all sides by walls and now hanging all over the walls were pirates. They were all armed to the teeth, and the expressions on their faces were not friendly. Wait a minute, those weren't their faces; they were masks! Why would pirates be wearing masks? She turned her head to the voice that had addressed her. He seemed to be their captain; he was well dressed and flanked on both sides by two men, He was also in a mask, although unlike his men his mask was pure gold, the others were all blue and gold. Elizabeth cocked her head to one side, that's funny, she thought; one of them seemed to be a lot skinner then the other three.
"Elizabeth get behind me," Will shouted as he drew his sword and stepped in front of his bride.
"Oh I don't think that will do you much good laddie, considering the fact that we've got you surrounded on all sides." The man in the blue suit laughed. "Oh she's quite a pretty one; that she is. And a governor's daughter, well, well, she'll fetch a pretty price on the black market." The rest of the men laughed.
"I would die before I let you take her!" Will shouted and began to fight, stabbing at the man nearest him.
"Soldiers defend Miss Elizabeth." Commodore Norrington shouted, drawing his own sword and pistol. Not fucking bloody hell again, he thought.
"Diablo," The man in the suit purred out, "Grab the darling Miss Elizabeth for me now will you?"
"With pleasure Captain"
Will turned his head to look from one man surrounding the wedding party to another, they were all masked in blue and gold, their faces completely covered except for their eyes. He shuddered, something about these men made his sweat run cold.
"If you be honorable pirates you wouldn't cower behind masks" Will shouted; "Show yourselves."
"Ahh… now why would we ever want to do that?" The person they saw addressed to as Diablo asked. "It would take all the fun out of our sport."
With that Diablo jumped from the railing and shot the first officer in front of his path killing the man instantly.
"Men, shoot and fire!" Commodore Norrington yelled.
"Gents! Let's party!" The blue suited man said, and with a whoop and a holler his men began to descend down the railings and rooftops that they were perched on, shooting and stabbing whatever they could grab on the way.
"Men, aim at whatever riffraff moves and kill him!" Norrington shouted.
"Erm, what about my riffraff?" Jack interjected.
"Fool, why aren't you trying to protect your friends?" Norrington sneered.
Jack turned his head toward the betrothed couple who currently each had a sword in hand and were battling off the majority of the pirates.
"Hmm, they do seem to need a bit of help don't they?" Jack tipped his head at Norrington and ducked as a sword sliced in between them. Norrington grabbed the offender, but was pulled back by two other pirates.
"Make sure they don't get Elizabeth!" Norrington yelled after Jack.
"I seem to be having a bit of trouble" Jack said bumping into Norrington, while unsheathing his own blade and started to fence with two pirates that came his way.
"They won't let me pass."
"That's the point." Jack and Norrington looked up to see a masked man swinging toward them with a huge pole in his hands.
That was the last thing that the two of them saw before they both blacked out.
"And that takes care of that" the one named Diablo sneaked his way across the battleground. Ducking behind blades, stabbing a solider to his right and snapping the neck of one in front of him. He was moving fast, weaving in and out at an unbelievable speed and grace, he looked like a masked panther sneaking toward his prey, killing, disarming, and just plain stabbing everyone along the way that was not part of the crew he came with. All that mattered was that he reached his one goal; the happy bride and groom. They were just ahead and fighting rather well for such a young couple. The man had two swords in his hands parrying and thrusting, though not hitting any of his men. They moved too fast for that. Still, he was young, and good, perhaps we could turn him. He just about made it when the young groom turned his head toward Diablo.
"What the?"
"Die, coward!"
Diablo barely had time to move his lithe body before the groom's sword stabbed at him.
"Shit" He was the spitting image of the captain, except younger, and were his eyes brown?
"Thief!" He cried and charged Diablo again. He parried the young man's blade this time, reposting with his own and drawing out a small dagger to swipe at the groom's face. He hit, and left a slash of blood on a stunned face. The spitting image.
"Marlow, Rubens, take him aboard with the girl!"
Three men jumped him, dragging a bag over his head and knocking him out with the blunt end of a pistol.
"Will!!!!" The bride screamed. Diablo turned to face her as she charged toward him blade pointing straight for his heart. He easily sidestepped it, knocking it out of her hands with his dagger, and knocking her out with the blunt end of his sword.
"Take her," Diablo called to one of the men. He turned around to see that most of her men, had beaten back the soldiers, and were currently filling bags with loot and heading back for the ship. There was one solider that caught Diablo's eye. He was holding his own very nicely. In fact wasn't that the pain in the ass commodore that he knocked out? Well, well, well, let's assess the situation, Diablo thought as he made his way toward the commodore. He was around the same age as Diablo, and fenced very well, holding his own against three of the best men from the crew. He was fighting back to back with Captain Jack Sparrow, looks like he's woken up too, who didn't seem to have recognized her Captain yet, ahh well, when he unveils his face, and he usually does Jack will be in for the surprise of his life. Hmmm, he thought, meanwhile, I want to play.
Commodore Norrington cursed his luck as he came back to consciousness and continued to fight off the pirates that were constantly assailing him from all directions. He kicked Jack awake and soon Jack was at his back and the two of them actually seemed to have put aside their differences for the time being.
"Will!!!!" Commodore Norrington turned over to where he last saw the bridal couple and saw that they were both knocked out and being carried toward the pirate's ship.
"Elizabeth!" He shouted! Jack snapped his head toward Norrington, then back over to where the bridal couple was at.
"Will!"
"Mr. Turner can take care of himself, its Miss Elizabeth that I'm worried about."
"Oh yeah, if he could take care of himself then why is he knocked out and slung over the shoulder of some masquerade runaway?"
"Masquerade runaways are we?" Smack. Jack head was thrown back as Diablo's fist collided with his jaw.
"Bloody hell, I don't think I deserved that!" Jack barely had time to compose himself before Diablo fell upon him, slashing with her dagger and jump kicking Jack in the stomach. Damn it, he thought, it's that bloody git that knocked me out.
"No wonder they bloody call you Diablo, Shit you mother…"
"Duck!" Norrington yelled as he grabbed Jack just in time to avoid a bullet from Diablo's pistol.
"Where the fuck did that come from, I thought the bastard had his hands full of swords?"
"Never mind that, just try and kill him" Norrington said hauling Jack back up.
"Jack!" Jack looked over and saw Anamaria toss him his pistol, he cocked it and shot it in the direction of Diablo, shot and……….. missed?
"Where the bloody…..
Ooof!"
He felt the wind being pushed
next to him again as Diablo tried to drop kick him in the shoulder. He swayed
slightly only to see Norrington launch an attack on Diablo forcing him back.
"You saved my life" Jack said looking quizzically at Norrington while ducking another swinging sword and knocking its owner out.
"You'll owe me." Norrington panted.
"Not if you die before you can collect" Diablo slashed at Norrington. He ducked missing the dagger. This person fought strangely he thought, never keeping the offensive, or defensive, always attacking, and then falling back in an uncontrollable rhythm. The weapons were also odd. They weren't the standard sized or shaped sword and dagger. These were both flat with the shield on the handles curving up in two fang like shapes so it looked like there were three handles as opposed to one. The person before him known as Diablo twirled the two weapons around in his hands flexing in between the handles, it looked like he didn't have a firm grip on the blade, until it came crashing toward you.
"Coward, show your face when you fight" Norrington said.
"Hmm but I'd much rather stare at yours, Commodore." Norrington blinked. Did he just hit on me?
"Back to the ship!"
Norrington raised his head in time to see one of the pirates waving a red flag at his comrades. The captain was next to him and it looked like he did a good deal of fighting himself. His hat was screwed, tilting to the side, and he was fending off two soldiers, no make that one soldier, he shot the other one with his pistol.
"Stop them!" Jack shouted, and pointed his pistol at the Captain.
"Why Jack, I thought you were my friend?" The blue suited captain smirked as he removed his hat.
"At least that's what I thought until you and Barbossa shot me out of that cannon"
"Bootstrap?"
"Good night, Capt Jack Sparrow" and for the second time today Jack was knocked unconscious by Diablo.
"Don't move!" Norrington had pinned his sword to Diablo's back
"Stand up nice and slow or I'll…Ooof!" And for the second time today the commodore was knocked out by a pirate.
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"Well men! That went exceedingly well don't you think?" BootStrap Bill took off his mask and adjusted his feathered tri pointed hat.
The crew laughed in agreement
"Let me out of here! I invoke the right of parlay, I demand that you take me to your captain immediately!"
"What is that blasted racket about parlay?"
"It's the prisoners Capt!" Marlow shouted.
"We both invoke the right of parlay," Came a male voice "The pirate's code says that…"
"I know that the code says, boy" Rubens said as he kicked one of the hooded figures.
"Stop that." Diablo said, "There will be none of that." Diablo took off the mask and removed a sturdy board like object from around the chest. It revealed a young woman around the age of twenty seven. She is Asian and tall standing at five foot nine inches. Her hair was then released from underneath her bandana and waves of ebony black hair that shone blue tumbled down just past her neck. She wore a simple boat neck fitted white shirt that emphasized her breasts now that the breast plate she wore to flatten her breasts were removed. Over that was a corset of deep blue that ran from the top of her breasts to her waist. Underneath that was a pair of wide black pants that bellowed out ending at a pair of knee high slim boots. Over this she wore a vest like, thigh length tunic. Underneath the tunic strapped to her back were two twin Chinese daggers. On her wrists were strapped four throwing knives, and around her waist was a belted flexible sword. It looked like a silver belt until it sprung out of its current position.
"There will be no maltreatment of the Captain's son." She said.
"WHAT?" The crew stared blankly at her.
"Diablo darling have you gone mad?" Bootstrap Bill asked looking over at the young woman.
"He certainly has, my father died at sea more then ten years ago." Came Will's voice from inside one of the bags.
"Do you have proof?" Diablo asked.
"Barbossa told me."
"Oh" Diablo scoffed, "So if Barbossa tells you something you automatically believe it, but when another pirate tells you. And mind you she is trying to save your life. When she tells you, you automatically figure she's lying." Diablo snorted in disgust. That's men for you she thought
"At least I could see his face."
"Bring them forward," Bootstrap said. "I'd like to see who Diablo as called my son."
Marlow and three other pirates each hooked an arm underneath the two bagged youths and brought them forward
"Take off the bags covering their heads."
Will looked up, his eyes adjusting slowly to the light, into the face of his captor, and promptly dropped his jaw in shock. Bootstrap Bill who was looking down at his captive was equally stunned to silence. The man before him looked exactly like he did thirty or so years ago, and he had Milady's eyes.
"Dad?"
"William….."
"Dad?!" Elizabeth asked next to him. "I thought Barbossa said he was dead."
"By the Gods didn't I just finish making a speech about how you should not listen to Barbossa?" Diablo just rolled her eyes.
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Author's Note
Whoa, that chapter didn't progress as much as I thought it would, but that' ok, I'm gonna update again I think sometime this weekend. Hope you enjoyed the story so far. Please Read and review, many many thanks to those who already have, and many many thanks to those that will in the future, until next time, Chao!
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