Free From Hell.
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Chapter 15: No Escape.
"Hello Jack, me son. He's father grinned evilly. Jack carefully and tentatively stepped towards Captain Sparrow Senior.
"Father, p-please don't hurt her! S-she's just an innocent little lass, and s-she's very ill, savvy?" Jack stuttered bravely. Captain Fierce just laughed like it was all a joke.
"Aye, boy. I'll make a deal with ye then. I won't hurt the bloody stupid lass if ye come with me co-operatively and there's no trouble. Otherwise if that loyal bloody crew of yers tries ter stop me, I'll cut her throat." Jack's father said as he held the sword dangerously closer to Karla's throat. Jack gulped looking at Karla with fear in his eyes. He could see the stress she was under right now was making her more ill again. He could here her raspy breath and winced inwardly. Karla was wide-eyed and terrified.
"Aye, I promise they'll be no trouble. Just please let her go, aye?" Jack almost pleaded. Captain Sparrow Senior just laughed evilly.
"I ain't lettin' her go until ye and her are on me ship without none of me crew being touched." He replied with a sour grin as he grabbed Jack by the neck and positioned Karla and him so that his sword were at both their throats. Jack's father roughly pushed them out of the cabin door.
Captain Williams and Bootstrap headed up to the deck drunkenly and froze as they saw what was happening. Jack and Karla were being held by their father with a sword at their throats. Captain Sparrow Senior's crew were all there to make sure no one tried anything.
"Jack?" Bootstrap gasped and stepped forward. Two of the opposing crew members blocked Bootstrap and the captain's way.
"If ye try te stop me from taking me own bloody kids off this here ship, I'll cut both their throats." Jack's father growled. Jack looked at his two good friends with pleading eyes. He didn't care if he got killed right then and there, but he did care if Karla did. Bootstrap and Captain Williams nodded subtly at Jack understanding the pleading of his eyes.
"We won't do anything, savvy? Just don't hurt them kids, please." The captain said as he and Bootstrap put their hands up in surrender. Jack cursed at himself because he didn't have his sword or pistol with him. There was no choice but to let himself and Karla get captured. There was now no escape.
"Now get in there ye bloody pigs." Captain Fierce roared as he threw Karla and Jack in the cell. Karla started coughing violently and jack picked her up and cradled her in his arms as he sat against the wall of the ship Dark Illusions. Jack's father chuckled maliciously.
"Ye better get some rest, rascals! There will be hell te pay in the morning, it's a guarantee." He grinned as he stomped back towards the deck.
Karla was shivering, she was so cold. Jack took off his coat and wrapped it around his very ill sister. She was deathly cold and pale once again and her breathing was raspy and short. She kept on having coughing fits and gradually they grew more and more violent. Jack just rocked her gently and whispered soothing words into her ear. He was really hoping that Karla could get through what ever kind of torture Jack's father had in store for them. He knew that hell was about to get a lot more traumatic and painful. He now realized that was never gonna be a way to set himself and Karla free from hell. There was no escape.
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