Part 8
Pearl opened her eyes...the fighting had stopped...there was
no one to be seen...it was deserted.
"Jack!" She called
"Jack where are you?" She got up from the undergrowth and
squinted in the morning sunlight. The ground was covered in blood and
dead bodies and unclaimed swords and guns. Pearl searched through the
bodies to see if she could find Jack.
"Jack!" She
called again.
"Pearl!" Came a voice from behind
her.
Pearl turned around and she saw Jack lying on the ground.
Tears spilled down her cheeks and she knelt down beside him. "What
happened?" She stroked his blood-stained face.
"They got
it, they got what they wanted..." Sighed Jack.
"Are you
ok?" Pearl helped him to sit up.
Jack winced. "I'm
fine...just a small cut," There was a deep red blood stain on
the sleeve of his shirt.
Pearl gently pulled the sleeve up...there
was a deep cut in his arm. Blood continued to spill from it. Pearl
kissed Jack's face and gently got a hankerchief from her pocket and
wrapped it around his arm.
"Tell me everything,"
"Later,"
Jack mumbled...