Pirate! England X Slave! Reader: Love's Enslavement Ch.2
Violence, swearing, and pirate talk, and fluff.
It had been about three months since I've come aboard the Bloody Mary under Captain Arthur Kirkland. I am his slave, he is kind and he is slightly confused. I caught him arguing with himself once, about me. He was like 'how can I love him? He's a man!'. Poor Captain, if only he knew. I love him too. But a slave can never tell her master that! Never! So I did as I was told, I got used to him. I could predict his mood swings, the crew took me as one of their own, and the captain trusted me to be commanding captain when both him and his first officer are not on the boat. Feli loves me too, because of the food I make. I don't mind that they don't know. I'm good with that. I helped the ship run smoothly. Today there were dark clouds on the horizon. I turned to the Captain.
"Captain, Them storm breeders are just waitin' to pelt us with Scotch mist." I pointing to the East. His eyes follow my arm and to the huge clouds approaching on the horizon. He nods in agreement.
"OI! MEN! There's a storm brewin' tie down anything that needs it! I'd say you have about two hour's tops before it hits." He yelled at the crew. I hurried and started tying stuff down with the rest of the crew. Not an hour later it started to rain. It became right blustrous day with a lot of blunk flying about. I yelled to my Captain as he slipped on the deck.
"Step careful Captain, The day be a blashy one and the decks are clarty!" I yelled over the wind, it had turned into blowin' great guns and small arms. He rights himself and looks at me weird.
"What?" He says absolutely confused as to what I said. I smile and laugh a deep laugh.
"I said careful, it's rainy and the decks are slippery. I swear, I'm more pirate than you and I only started three months ago!" I said laughing. He joins in on my laughing and he continues shouting orders and helping the men. I turn and do my own duties. A large wave crashes against the ship making several of us to lose our footing and to be dashed against stuff. I feel over the side and in to a long boat. I tried to climb up to the deck again but was battered by wave after wave. The ropes snapped, partially rotted, and not able to stand the stress of holding the extra weight, and the relentless battering from the sea. I yelled for my Captain. I yelled above the howling wind. I screamed his name and tried to row the boat to stay with the ship. I would have swam to the ship, but with these conditions it would have been suicide.
"CAPTAIN! CAPTAIN KIRKLAND! I'LL FIND A WAY BACK! I SWEAR IT!" I yelled and hoped with all my heart he'd hear me. My tears mingled with the rain, and the sea water. I collapsed into the boat exhausted. I let sleep take me and I prayed the storm be a short one.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Arthur's P.O.V. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I was helping my crew weather the storm. When Alfred tugged me over to the railing and yelled, "MAN OVER BOARD!" I looked to where he was pointing to see Blade, in a long boat trying desperately to get back to the ship. I could tell he was crying as his eyes were slightly red.
"CAPTAIN! CAPTAIN KIRKLAND! I'LL FIND A WAY BACK! I SWEAR IT!" He yelled. I watched in horror and worry as the long boat drifted farther away and was battered by the waves, I kept in mind which way he was drifting.
"I WILL FIND YOU I PROMISE! I WILL FIND YOU BLADE!" I yelled to him I hoped he heard me, but only time will tell. They crew had heard my shouting and came to look, they were just as worried as I was. I began to order them back to their posts. Once the storm was over I order us to set course for the North. I prayed we got to him in time. I prayed that no one harmed him, I prayed and prayed until I feel asleep in his bed. My head buried in his pillow, I breathed his scent. He smelled like the kitchen, sweat, the sea, the air, the wind, and he smelled of sweet tea. It calmed me, even when he's gone he can still calm me. His voice fills my head when I get angry, calming me, his hands hold me back from causing a scene. I love the Bloody Bastard, but I'll never know if he loves me. I don't care if he's a man. I wish I could have at least told him that I loved him before he disappeared.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Reader's P.O.V. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I awoke to the moon shining down on me. The sky was clear and the stars shown bright. The ocean was flat. Every way I looked it was flat, the smallest waves making ripples on the surface. There was no sign of the Bloody Mary. I saw a fin break the surface. I clutch my swords hilt as I wait for the creature to make its move. Three more surface. I whip around watching all of them. Then they raise fully, revealing heads and shoulders. Sirens. A man's worst nightmare. I don't know what they'd do to a woman though. They swam close, one leading the rest. She was beautiful, in a wicked looking way. She examined my ripped shirt and wrapped chest. She could tell I was female. She looks into my eyes and looks long and hard before gasping. She puts a hand over her mouth and dives under the waves again. The rest stay and keep the boat in one place. She comes back and with her is an older siren, still holding her beauty. The elder looks at me and her eyes brighten. She swims over and I back away slightly.
"Is it really you? Is it really my little _?" She says her voice full of hope. And her eyes twinkle. She hoists herself up and I help her into the boat. She searches my eyes and finds what she's looking for. "It really is you! Oh I thought I'd never see you again! Oh, my _! Sira come here this is little _ I told you about growing up." The dark haired mermaid that had lead the rest came forward. She looked at me in curiosity. Her hands touch my short hair. They glide over my smooth skin. I'd guess that the two sirens were related, probably mother and daughter. The elder laughs again.
"This is how I found you all those years ago. My mate and I were out and about when we saw a small boat. Blood dripped into the water from lifeless fingers. We swam over to investigate. In the boat we found two people, dead. A woman and a man. There also was a bundle of cloth that squirmed and howled in displeasure. I picked it up and unwrapped its face. Inside I found a baby, a few months old. She had the (F/C) hair and the (E/C) eyes* that I'd ever seen. Her skin was pale and slightly red from the merciless sun. You were a drift for quite a while and dying. Bearing child myself I couldn't just leave you there so my mate and I agreed. I feed you my milk, giving you some Siren capabilities. I sang you a Siren lullaby. Then we took you to shore were a man found you and took you somewhere. I had wanted to keep you, but I knew you wouldn't have survived if I did. When Sira was born I told her stories of a little girl, not much older than her. Who faced death before she even lived. There was a note in the boat, it said you were called _ _, and to take care of you, who ever found you." She said. Tears ran down her face as I hugged her. She hugged me back.
"Thank you for saving me. I remember that lullaby. I sing it when I'm sad or lonely and I feel happier, loved, and not alone." I tell her truthfully. "And now it seems you're here to save me again."
"Of course! I'd never let you die, I love you just as much as I love Sira. Sira loves you like a sister. Because you drank of my milk, you're almost family." She said. She slipped back over the side of the boat into the water. "Girls let's find a ship to direct _ to. And then we can follow that ship and keep it from most harm."
"Preferably the Bloody Mary, if you can. But if you can't then no big deal." Several Sirens shrank from me and hissed when I said that name. I got confused. "What? That's the ship I was blown away from in the storm."
"They are pirates." They say with disgust. I laugh slightly.
"You say 'Pirates' like it's a bad thing. The crew is actually very nice to me, they take care of me. My own crew was captured by them and the price of them escaping was me being a slave to the Captain." I tug lightly on the collar. "That's what this is for. But I don't mind, as long as my crew are alive. I was a slave my whole life, thankfully all my masters have been good ones. Even Kirkland. He is kind to me, he genuinely cares. And I love him, even though he thinks I'm a man. That's what has kept me from being thrown onto land and left behind."
"So the man who took you that night?" She asks, worry in her eyes. I nod.
"Yes, he was a slave trader. A Widowed woman bought me and treated me as her own almost. When she died she released me. I sailed with Captain Sychelle. His crew found out about me being a girl, but instead of being bad luck for them, I was actually good luck." I explain. She gets a determined look in her eyes.
"We'll get you to a ship and then we will look for the Bloody Mary. When we find it we will get you and tell you and lead you there, or where they will be next." She swears, I'm going to call her Mother because I don't know her name.
"Thank you Mother, I can't thank you enough." I sob. She smiles and caresses my cheek. She then sings me my lullaby, and I fall asleep.
When I wake up I don't see any of the Sirens and my long boat is surrounded by three larger boats. One flying Spain's flag, one Germany's flag, or was it Prussia's?, and the last one flew France's flag. Oh Hell no. These must be the Bad Touch Trio Arthur was telling me about. I close my shirt more and brace myself. I'm hauled up and dumped on the deck of the Prussians Ship. Zhe Awesome Gilship, or something like that. A white haired, pretty good looking, red eyed man stood in front of me. I stood up and glared at him, dusting myself off. He laughed. The nerve of him!
"Kesesesese. You have some fire in your veins!" He laughed. I didn't like him. I glared at him some more.
"Bloody Hell. Of all the ships on the sea and they leave me with these Bastards?" I growl. "At least I won't starve."
"You talk like Kirkland does! Are you British?" He asks, suddenly curious. I growl some more.
"Don't Say Kirkland's Bloody name like that!" I growl back at him, "And yes I'm Bloody British!"
"Ohonononon. These boy knows Kirkland well it seems." A blonde aired blue eyed man says walking over to us. I smirk evilly.
"Oh, you must be that Bloody Quilkin, Captain Talks about." I laugh throwing my head back and putting my hands on my hips. His face is hilarious! He has no idea what I just called him! Priceless!
"HUH? What is a Quilkin?" He turns to his companion, "Do you know?"
"No I don't." He says. I laugh some more.
"I called you a Bloody Frog, you Bloody Frog!" I laugh, "I swear I'm more pirate than you and Captain Kirkland and I only started three months ago!"
"Don't call me a bloody frog!" He roars. A brown haired man with eyes like my Captain, holds him back laughing.
"Hahahaha! I like you Chico! Hey Lovi~ Come meet this Chico!" a red faced man came out from behind the Spaniard.
"DON'T-A CALL ME-A LOVI! TOMATO BASTARD!" He growls. I laugh and slap him on the back.
"You tell that Tomato Bastard! Say, you look like Feli." I howl, laughing. They are all shocked by me, I just went from swearing up a storm to laughing with Lovi.
"That-a would be my stupid-a fratello." He replies. "How-a do you know-a him?"
"I work in the kitchen with him when I'm not doing what Kirkland tells me." I reply.
"What's with-a the collar?" He asks, tugging on it. I back away growling.
"Don't touch it. It shows how Kirkland owns me and until he sets me free I am loyal to him and him alone!" I growl glaring at them. They are shocked that a slave such as myself would stay so loyal to my master, when I could run away. The white haired man chuckles.
"Kesesese. Now this simply won't due." He advances toward me. I shrink back, jumping on the railing and drawing my sword.
"You'll have to kill me to remove it." I say devoid of emotion. They snicker and draw their swords too. I smirk at them. "I hope you realize I've bested Kirkland, with both hands tied behind my back and no sword!" I say pointing my sword at them. They are wearier now. Wondering what tricks I might have up my sleeve. I dance along the railing blocking, lunging, thrusting and dodging. I snicker and decide to sing while I fight them.
"There's only two types of people in the world,
The ones that entertain, and the ones that observe,
Well baby, I'm a put on a show kind of boy,
Don't like the back seat,
Gotta be first, Ooh,
I'm like a ringleader,
I call the shots, call the shots,
I'm like a fire cracker, I make it hot,
When I put on a show,
I feel the adrenalin movin' through my veins,
Spot light on me and I'm ready to break,
I'm like a performer and the dance floor is my stage,
Better be ready, hope that you feel the same,
All eyes on me in the center of the ring,
Just like a circus,
When I crack that whip,
Everybody goin' trip,
Just like a circus,
Don't stand there watchin' me, follow me,
Show me what you can do,
Everybody let go,
We can make a disco,
Just like a circus,
Aha, ha. Ha, ha, ho, ho,
There's only two types of guys out there,
One's that can hang with me,"
I point to Lovi when I sing this.
"And the ones that are scared,"
I point to the trio when I say that.
"So baby, I hope that you came prepared,
I run a tight ship, so beware,
I'm like a ringleader,
I call the shots, call the shots,
I'm like a fire cracker, I make it hot,
When I put on a show,
I feel the adrenalin movin' through my veins,
Spot light on me and I'm ready to break,
I'm like a performer and the dance floor is my stage,
Better be ready, hope that you feel the same,
All eyes on me in the center of the ring,
Just like a circus,
When I crack that whip,
Everybody goin' trip,
Just like a circus,
Don't stand there watchin' me, follow me,
Show me what you can do,
Everybody let go,
We can make a disco,
Just like a circus,
Aha, ha. Ha, ha, ho, ho,
Let's go,
Ah, ah, ah, ah ah, ha.
Let me see what you can do,
Ah, ah, ah, ah ah, ha,
I'm runnin' this,
Like, like, like, like, like a circus,
Yeah, Like a what?
Like, like, like a circus,
All eyes on me in the center of the ring,
Just like a circus,
When I crack that whip,
Everybody goin' trip,
Just like a circus,
Don't stand there watchin' me, follow me,
Show me what you can do,
Everybody let go,
We can make a disco,
Just like a circus,
Aha, ha. Ha, ha, ho, ho,
All eyes on me in the center of the ring,
Just like a circus,
When I crack that whip,
Everybody goin' trip,
Just like a circus,
Don't stand there watchin' me, follow me,
Show me what you can do,
Everybody let go,
We can make a disco,
Just like a circus,
Aha, ha. Ha, ha, ho, ho."
I laugh while I fight, they seem angry that I can dance, sing, and make total fools of them while fighting them. Not that I blame them, of course. I'd be angry too, if someone was doing that to me too. I finally decide to end this and I dive into the water. Again, only to be trapped by a net. When I get hauled up from the ocean and dumped on the deck, again, I am seething.
"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS IT WITH PIRATES AND HAVING NETS IN THE WATER WHEN YOU'RE TRYING TO BLOODY ESCAPE!?" I roar from the nets. The pirates below me laugh at my predicament. I thrash around and one of the crewmen shout the sweetest thing I've heard all day.
"THERE'S A SHIP OFF THE STARBOARD BOW! AND SHE BE FLYIN' A BRITISH FLAG and A JOLLY ROGER!" the man in the crow's nest yells down to the three Captains. They turn their heads and forget about me. This gives me time to escape and hide. Kirkland hails them.
"ANY OF YOU BASTARDS SEEN A LONG BOAT WITH A MALE SLAVE IN IT FLOATIN' AROUND HERE?" He yells to them. They snicker.
"Why No we have not!" They yell back. I decide now's a good time to be known. I'm up in on the mast, above the sail. So I pull a Peter Pan and stab my knife into the sail and rip it all the way to the bottom. Causing all heads to turn toward me. I cut a rope and sheath my dagger. I swing over to the Bloody Mary. I let go of the rope half way across and I spread my arms as though I'm flying. Then when I make it over I tuck and roll, hitting the deck and jumping up. I turn on my heel and make a face, sticking my tongue out at the dumbstruck pirates on the other ship.
"THANKS FOR HELPING ME GET BACK TO MY CAPTAIN AND FOR ENTERTAINING ME!" I shout at them. Lovi shouts at me.
"YOU TELL MY STUPID-A FRATELLO I SAID HI! YOU BRITISH BASTARD!" Lovi cheers across at me, causing the Spaniard to laugh, and the Prussian to become angry. The French man just laughs. As for my Captain, he orders us to get out of there as fast as we can. And we do. There are crew members who welcome me back aboard, Feli comes out and cries when he sees me.
"I thought I'd never see you again! Veee~" He cries. I chuckle and pat him on the head.
"I always come back, I'm like a bad penny that way." I chuckle at his cuteness. "And your brother says hi."
"My fratello?" He asks and cheers for joy. He then dances around the kitchen in his own blissful world.
"SO Blade, did they really help you?" Arthur asks, when he takes me to his cabin.
"Are you kidding? All they did was give me a good laugh I haven't had since I kicked your sorry ass. I fought them and danced around their ship and sang while I did it. Then I jumped into the ocean, and got caught in one of their damn nets. Much like how it was with you, then someone said you're ship was coming and they forgot about me, giving me time to get out of the net and hide. Then I escaped down the sail, swung over to your ship and you know the rest." I tell him shrugging.
"Good. I don't want to owe those idiots anything." He replies, he says that, but he doesn't fool me. He's angry because he didn't find me first. I lean in close to him and ask seductively, "Would it make it better if I slept in your bed tonight?"
"Yes," He pouts, and then realizes what I said. "N-no! I'm fine!" He jumps away and I laugh. "How about we dock at a port and celebrate your return?"
"It's your ship Captain, whatever you want." I reply. I smile, oh this would be fun.