Alan walked down the hallway where the woman, Deanna, had pointed her, those she loved most close behind her. They turned a corner and the hallway became brightly lit by torches, Alan motioned everyone to silence and began to creep carefully.
They reached the end of the hall and paused, if what the woman said was true then the Sultan's rooms were just past the next turn, and if Alan's instincts were right then there were soldiers guarding it. She listened and heard, not to her surprise, the sound of voices talking softly, she thought she heard two guards, but it could be more. She relayed her thoughts to her father via hand gestures, he nodded agreement with more than two.
Silently they all pulled their weapons, Davin, Jessie, and Jack pulled their swords while Alan and her mother pulled out their Katabo's, and prepared to take the men silently.
Alan stepped around the corner and began bashing the guards, there were four, two were talking quietly while the other two stood guard diligently. The two silent guards were taken down first, they knew what was happening the moment Alan came into view, the other two simply stared in horror as the four pirates advanced on them, they didn't even have time to scream a warning.
Alan nodded to her companions when all was done and moved to listen at the door of the Sultan's rooms. What she heard chilled her to the bone, the sound of a girl and boy crying. She would know her brother anywhere, he was in there.
She pushed open the doors without thought and burst into the room, murder in her eyes. Her parents were close behind her, she knew they were sharing her thoughts.
"How dare you?" A man's authoritative voice demanded in Turkish. Alan turned her attention to a large bed where a young man with a long beard sat in the middle of a group of naked children, one of them was Logan.
"You will die now," Alan growled in Turkish. The man's eyes grew large and he began to splutter indignantly. Alan took a moment to gauge the distance between her and the bed and sprung, her mother made it there before her though.
She stood on the bed and picked the man up by the neck, shaking him.
"Guards," he tried to yell, but it came out as a croak.
"Your guards are dead, as you will be soon," Saihrena whispered.
By this time Alan, Jack, Jessie, and Davin had come up beside her, their weapons all pointed at him.
"M-mommy?" Logan whispered, tears in his eyes. Saihrena looked down at her son, and her heart broke. She released the man in her grasp and reached for Logan, holding him to her chest and crying softly.
"My son, I'm sorry I wasn't here sooner," she cried, not releasing him for a moment. The second she had released the Sultan he jumped off the bed, only to be surrounded again.
"Mother, Jessie, Davin, take the children out of here, father and I will finish up and join you soon," Alan said, a deadly smile on her face. Everyone nodded and gathered a child or two in their arms and left the room.
"Ye disgusting piece of filth, I should torture ye just so ye know how it feels," Jack growled.
"Just dispose of him father, he's not worth more than that," Alan said.
"M-my father will get you for this," the man cried, tears running down his cheeks.
"And who's your father?"
"The Sultan, he will hunt you down," the man said.
"You're not the Sultan?" Alan asked. He shook his head. "Looks like we have another stop to make before we go to the ship father."
Jack nodded, then killed the man. "Aye, we do," he said as he wiped his sword on the bed.
Alan took his arm and they walked out the door and down the hallway to find the real Sultan. His rooms weren't too far from his sons, only around the next hallway. They knew it was his room because the door was surrounded by six armed guards, they never knew what hit them. When all the guards were taken down, just as silently as they had done all night, they opened the doors and waltzed into the room as if it were their palace, it very soon would be.
There was a large bed taking up a lot of room in the far corner and sleeping in it, as if he didn't have a care in the world, an old man with a long grey beard and thinning white hair with his arms wrapped around a girl of about fifteen.
Alan walked up onto the bed and kicked him in the face to wake him up.
He woke up screaming for his guards, Alan just smiled evily and kicked him again. "You deserve to live even less than your son did," Alan whispered in Turkish, then slit his throat.
The girl woke up crying. "P-please don't kill me," she cried in Turkish.
"I won't we've come to free you, your friends with Deanna right?" The girl nodded, her tears subsiding. "She's already on board ship with a young boy, and most of the other concubines. Come with us and we'll take you home," Alan murmured reaching out her hand to the girl.
"I will," she said and, taking Alan's hand, they made their way out of the Sultan's palace and aboard the Pearl. They left before the alarm sounded. They were free now, and together, and that's all that mattered.
Okay guys not much left now, I think a chapter to sum everything up and decide where everyone is headed and that's it. So I want EVERYONE TO REVIEW! I came back just to finish this story for those of you that were crying that I hadn't finished it yet, so I want you all to review for me before I end this story. Thanks everyone that has reviewed since I came back, and thanks to everyone that stuck with me.
