Ello again! You all ready for the next installment? Well first, thank you to Air Guitar Pixie (Yesh Meg! But actually the woman with Cas is not quite Meg… Close guess but that actually isn't the parallel that I was going for, though it is a fair guess), Kather-Swine(oh yeah….complete shame… if only I had done that.. but don't worry… who knows, plenty of time, you catch my breeze? ;), Akayuki Sawada( yup, but can you blame a guy for trying?), mywarisalreadywon( Wow, to get such a reaction is quite lovely to see/read! I'm glad your enjoying the tale as much as I am!), and DeerTopus C. Von Zenhousen( yes! I put my own twist on it but they are here in this universe. Your theory of course, is just as plausible as everyone else that writes or thinks up there theories. I'll leave it to the characters of the story to see if that would ever happen between the two ;) for reviewing! A thanks as well to those who have followed and favorited, I always love seeing more people join our little own crew! Now, enough with the formalities, let us continue!
But then the former sailor froze, frowning as he was met with nothing but silence. Especially because of the fact that he left someone chained to a cell back in the brig; she should be screaming her head off, trying to gather attention, right? Then the image of keys floated into his head and Castiel dragged a rough hand over his face, his eyes looking up as he cursed at himself before shaking his head.
"Stupid, stupid. She's already out," Castiel muttered before turning around. Before he had time to react the woman smirked as she swung something at his head, connecting with his temple. The former sailor collapsed near the door, his head throbbing.
"Dumbass," he heard the woman say as she bent down, something metal clinking in her hand. It was a great effort for Castiel to keep his eyes open, and he found himself losing as his eyelids gradually shut down, darkness trying to overwhelm him.
Castiel gave a grunt as he felt a tug, someone trying to pull him. His eyes fluttered open, and he immediately screwed them shut as spots gathered in his vision and his head screamed. Then he felt the tug again, someone pulling up on his arms which were behind his back.
Behind my back? Castiel thought as he cringed when his head gave another cry of pain. But then he remembered someone calling him a dumbass, which at first Castiel found odd until his mind flooded with the previous events. The stranger, their fight when he left her in the brig, and then she was out and then she had hit him with something. He remembered falling, but he didn't remember his arms resting on his back.
Experimentally, the former sailor tried to move his hands, but then he rolled his head against the door once he felt the cold metal of the handcuffs biting into his wrists.
"Damn," he muttered, but his attention shifted when he heard someone snort. His mind and eyes swam, still blurry from the solid blow that the woman had delivered, but Castiel managed to turn his head. Blue eyes looking up, his gaze met with the confident, victorious look of the stranger, who had a thin smile while she stared down at him with a single-raised eyebrow. Brushing a strand of hair from her face, she crossed her arms while maintaining her staredown with the former sailor.
"Are you done, dumbass?" Castiel's jaw clenched while his eyes narrowed at the smug woman. Refusing to answer, the former sailor pressed his lips together, forming a thin line as he could feel the anger beginning to rise inside of him. But his face fell and he dropped his eye contact once he cringed in pain, grudgingly releasing a small groan as his head throbbed. Eyes shut, Castiel formed both of his hands into fists, riding out the waves of pain that came from his head.
He barely noticed the sigh that came with the woman as she stepped forward, bending down and grabbing him by his upper arm. She tugged on his arm, but Castiel refused to budge, out of both pain and his own stubbornness.
Releasing a breath of annoyance, the stranger reached over and grabbed a fistful of Castiel's hair before pulling it back roughly, receiving a grunt from the former sailor. Leaning down, Castiel could feel her breath against his ear.
"Get up on your feet now, we don't have all day princess," she hissed before dropping his head; it fell back down to the floor and Castiel held back another groan of pain by gritting his teeth. As the woman maintained her hold on his upper arm, slowly he rose up, collecting his feet under him before he managed to stand up, taller than the smaller woman by a decent amount.
Opening the door, the stranger kept an iron grip on Castiel as he half-followed, half-stumbled behind her. He didn't admit that her grip on him helped him from tripping on the stairs, instead he turned his head with closed eyes as she opened the door and bright morning light swallowed his vision.
Once his eyes adjusted, Castiel glanced around the deck, his eyes sweeping across it and the other strangers that were running around, until his focus landed on a couple of women who were holding back an irritated Dean Winchester. The woman who held onto him began to walk over there, pulling him along.
A particular woman that was standing in front of Dean turned as she heard the approaching stranger and Castiel. Immediately the former sailor froze, his feet rooted into the wooden boards as he saw the woman.
Along with her pitch black eyes.
"What's a matter Dean, surely you didn't think you'd seen the last of little ol' me?"
Dean surged forward, green eyes burning as he was restrained by two of Meg's crew. They forced the pirate to his knees, while the others stared with raised swords and pistols. The female captain's wide grin stretched further, and she turned to her band of pirates.
"Get yourselves organized, regular stations. Someone take the wheel and just get us away from that forsaken town."
Pulling at the two pirates' grip, Dean tried to escape from their hold. Meg nodded to one of the pirates, and he saw the black-haired woman pull out a pair of handcuffs. Clenching his jaw, Dean tried again to pull free from the two. But the two held strong, and Dean's wrists were met with the tight, cold metal that bit into his skin as he tested them. Dean dropped his eyes, not wanting to look into the face of Meg, not wanting her to see what was leaking out from his steel trap and tainting the look in his eyes. But Meg noticed, and quickly she realized what Dean was most likely thinking of.
"You know, this almost looks familiar," Meg sang, and the captain walked up to Dean, her fingers wrapping around the top of his throat. They weren't trying to choke the life out of him, instead lifting his head up so his eyes stared into her own. But his gaze was drawn to a woman that rushed up from one of the staircases and towards Meg.
"Captain," the blond-haired woman interrupted, and Dean immediately released a breath he didn't notice he had been holding when Meg let go of him. The captain turned to face the unfamiliar pirate.
"What is it, Ruby?" Meg asked, obviously annoyed at having been disrupted from her business.
"There's a man down in the brig," the pirate named Ruby answered, her eyes drifting slightly to the man on his knees before they focused back on her captain.
Meg turned and faced Dean, hands on her hips as a smile was shaped by her lips.
"You've got a man in the brig?" her voice was full of curiosity and surprise. Dean refused to meet her eyes, looking straight ahead. She bent down and leaned forward, whispering into his ear.
"That's not the Dean Winchester I know," her eyes were lit up with pleasure at the sight of his face falling slightly, and Dean turned his head away so he couldn't look at the captain. Smiling to herself, Meg turned back towards Ruby.
"Go ahead and bring him on up, I want to meet the unicorn," Meg commanded and Ruby nodded before turning around and heading back towards the stairway. She paused as Meg called out to her.
"Don't forget to secure his hands," she ordered before turning back to face Dean again. This time she bent down, her eyes level to his own as he continued to look away.
"Now Dean, why the sudden acts of kindness? You think that maybe it'll get rid of all those little dark thoughts that are scratching at your head?" She leaned forward, Dean's eyes finally locking onto her dark eyes. With a smile Meg's eyes remained full of confidence and enjoyment as she continued to mock the pirate. Her voice was quiet and vicious as she spoke.
"You can never take it all back, Dean. All of that blood is on your hands. Your brother's blood too," Meg relished in the broken look in Dean's eyes, how his face faltered. But she was almost impressed as Dean recovered, and he jerked forward despite the strong resistance that it was met with by the two that held onto him.
Pulling his head back, Dean threw his head forward, connecting with Meg's forehead. The captain cursed as she stood up, and Dean smirked at the look of vexation that appeared on her face.
"I don't break that easy, bitch," Dean snarled, his vibrant green eyes blazing with defiance. But Meg only faltered for a second before the smug look appeared back on her face.
"But you can break; we both know it," she countered.
Their attention was pulled as Dean and Meg's eyes were drawn to the stairway. Ruby appeared first, annoyance written all over her face. Dean's eyes traced over her arm, and to her hand that gripped onto the sleeve of a familiar tan coat.
Looking up, Dean took in the injured face of Castiel. Blood was trickling down the side of the former sailor's head, and his eyes seemed weary along with his posture; he looked battered. Yet despite the weariness that resided in Castiel's eyes, they were tinged with anger; a look that Dean noticed seemed to always be in his eyes. Meg turned around to look at the man that Dean's eyes were locked onto.
Then Castiel immediately froze, and Dean closed his eyes and sighed. It wasn't hard for the pirate to guess that the former sailor had seen Meg's eyes change to black. For a moment Castiel just stood there, eyes staring at the captain until Ruby pulled him forward, and he stumbled behind her.
Never in Castiel's life had he seen such a phenomenon such as the woman that stood in front of him. Sure she seemed like a regular woman at first, attractive with her dark curly hair and figure. Although that was the last thing on Castiel's mind, especially considering the predicament.
But once her eyes transformed into two obsidian orbs that seemed to be windows for oblivion itself, the last thing the former sailor wanted to do was go near such a thing. The woman that had attacked him though had different plans, and she pulled Castiel forward with unexpected force. He stumbled, barely able to keep himself from dropping as he and the stranger briskly walked over to the monster in the form of a woman.
Castiel's attention drifted over to Dean, who managed to get off of his knees and stood with a stiff posture while two women stood on either side of him, his face rigid and slightly paled; Castiel assumed it was because of the sight of the monster's eyes.
"Was he leaking like that when you found him Ruby?" the woman with the black eyes asked, her eyes shifting back to a normal pair of human eyes. The stranger that had found him, apparently her name was Ruby, smirked before pulling Castiel forward and closer to the thing he didn't want to be anywhere near.
"He wasn't playing nice," came the reply.
Castiel anchored himself to the spot where he stood, his whole body tense as the woman who had the coal-black eyes approached him. His heart was racing as she stood next to him, her face only a few inches away from his own. She tilted her head up, eyes looking into Castiel's intense blue eyes. The former sailor could feel the breath of the creature hitting his face, and the silence was deafening as she maintained her position and so did he, neither of them backing down; despite how Castiel swayed ever so slightly from foot to foot.
Then the woman blinked, and when her eyelids shut a noise that was unknown to Castiel followed. She opened her eyes and again they were bottomless pits that sucked in the normality that had once been the woman's illusion. An innocent smile looked out of place as she grinned up at the former sailor.
Castiel looked away, and instead of staring at the being before him his eyes locked onto his greatest, most vexing adversary that stood to his left.
The pirate's eyes were watching the encounter between Castiel and the black-eyed woman. Once the former sailor had glanced over to him, the two focused onto each other. Castiel tried to see how Dean was reacting to the creature before him; surely he had seen the woman's eyes change.
But the only look in Dean's eyes was caution, followed by rage. What confused Castiel further was the dark, guarded look that he noticed. The only time that Castiel had seen such a look…
The former sailor was brought back to the time he and Dean had talked, where the challenge for Castiel's freedom had been made. Faintly Castiel remembered that Dean had been about to mention another person, but the pirate had caught himself and instead that same look had been haunting his eyes.
"Well aren't you two adorable," a sweet voice pulled him out of his thoughts and Castiel blinked several times. Castiel gradually brought his gaze back to the woman who stood so close to him. Squinting, his eyes fell upon the monster's and gave an inward sigh of relief at the sight of her now normal eyes.
"I beg your pardon?" The former sailor asked, confused by the woman's statement. He watched as the creature rolled her eyes.
"So he speaks," she said before sashaying over to where Dean stood and resting her elbow on his shoulder, "Well unicorn boy, what do you know of Mr. Wonderful over here?" Her eyes narrowed with mischief, she was reveling in the power she held over the Winchester. Castiel watched as the color that had begun to return to Dean's face seep out; draining him of the former confidence that Castiel was so accustomed to seeing on the pirate.
The woman noticed the way Dean reacted to her question, and her eyes lit up like a child with delight flooding into her light brown irises. She turned her attention back to Castiel, her elbow resting on a Dean's stiff shoulder.
"Ah, seems our fearless pirate isn't quite so confident now, huh? Boy, the things I've seen this man do-"
"Shut up, Meg," Dean growled, his eyes cold and dark as his whole body seemed to tremble, Castiel wasn't quite sure if it was from anger or fear. The pirate that Castiel had always found vexing and troublesome now seemed smaller, unsure of himself.
What had happened to the infamous Dean Winchester?
Meg smiled as she tilted her head at Dean. "Strike a chord, did I? Don't want your unicorn to hear about your lovely past?" Dean narrowed his eyes at the pirate, his face rigid as his jaw remained clenched.
"Why don't you cut the crap already bitch. What are you doing on my ship?" Dean challenged, quickly finding his feet and running from his previous feelings. He wouldn't let this woman break him, tease him. Meg pouted, bringing up her bottom lip in mock hurt.
"I was just remembering all the fun we had together, I thought you might want to share with your lovely friend over there." She shrugged as she lifted her elbow off of Dean's shoulder, making her way over to the former sailor. Dean watched, unsure of Meg's actions as she stood extremely close to Castiel. Dean noticed the way Castiel's eyes were looking down, watching the pirate that was almost pressed up against him with uncertainty in his gaze.
Green eyes went wide with surprise as Meg wrapped her arms around Castiel's neck, and pulled him down. Her lips met his, and Dean watched as she kissed a surprised Castiel, whose eyes were as wide as his own.
After what seemed like an eternity Meg dropped the kiss, and a grin bloomed on her face while Castiel frowned. Unphased, Meg turned away from the former sailor and stood in front of Dean.
"Well, I was in the market for a new ship. My lovely crew and I were unwillingly residing at Sioux Falls; imagine my surprise when I see this lovely little boat pull into port. All those nasty little rumors about the infamous Dean Winchester and his beloved Impala, well I really wanted to take her out for a spin after hearing about how it was owned by the infamous pirate himself. Especially when it was you of all the little normal pirates." Meg answered, as if she hadn't been sucking face with Castiel just moments before. Dean cast his eyes towards the former sailor, who was watching the two intensely, curiosity evident in his blue eyes.
"So I assume you two know each other?" Castiel spoke up with a rough voice, his eyes focused more directly on Dean than Meg. Said woman turned, her attention back on the man she had assaulted with her lips. Dean looked at the former sailor as well, their eyes connecting. A smirk fell on Meg's face.
"Of course, me and Dean go way back!" She tossed a glance back towards Dean, who didn't react to her remark. Grinning at the pirate, Meg turned back towards Castiel.
"But I'm sure he can tell you all about it," as she faced Dean once more, the look on her face sent Dean's mind searching as he tried to decipher her message. The woman looked at the pirates that held onto him.
"Take them both to the brig," she ordered before making her way back to Castiel, who now watched her warily.
"Nice meeting you loverboy," she winked before sauntering away, and Dean watched with narrowed eyes as she entered his quarters.
"Bitch," Dean muttered before he was pulled forward by the two women that held onto him. He watched as the pirate who had been holding onto Castiel lead the way, and Castiel still seemed a bit off; a small stream of blood still curving along the side of his face.
The quick trip was silent as they headed down, and Ruby opened the cell that was across from the one Dean had put Castiel in, and she shoved the former sailor in. Dean followed, the two pirates forcing him in before Ruby closed the door with a smug look on her face.
He watched as they quickly left the room, and he listened until he could no longer hear their footsteps. Turning around, Dean's attention was brought to Castiel, who was leaning against the side of the ship; his eyes unfocused as he tried to look at Dean. An uneasy feeling filled his stomach.
It seems the time for running was finally bearing down upon him.
THINGS ARE GETTING EXCITING NO?! A side note, I imagine Ruby as the first one and Meg as the second actress who played her. I do really like the second Ruby, but I didn't want to have to continue going with lovely women with dark brown hair, no disrespect! Thank you for reading and please review, follow, or favorite if it suits your fancy!