I sliced guards throats, making blood splash on me, covering me in redness. Louis was close to me, not killing anyone. The gun was more of a precaution if something happens to me. Matthew's guard had run out of munition not long ago so it was easier to kill them, since they relayed on them and didn't have other weapons.
Stupid.
Edward was somewhere on the down floors. We separated; I was to go get Louis with the others and he to clear the path with the rest of the crew.
Edward and I were together in the cell, I didn't know why they put us together when we were separated before, when we had heard a commotion from somewhere in the dungeon structure. It could have been from almost everywhere, echo present throughout the complex. He still had bruised face from the beatings a week ago.
We had gotten on our feet, trying to see what was happening because it sounded really close and closer with every moment passing. Then the female guard that had kept my company, aka guarded me, a week ago had come into view.
She didn't say anything, she just went to our cell, keys jigging in her hand. She pushed a key in the lock and unlocked the cell. "Hurry."
We had run with her through the exit route, meeting halfway with Niall. They led us to a secret room, I guessed, where our crew was. There wasn't time for greetings so they had told us the escape plan. Then we had separated and now we were fighting.
"Harry, on your left! Look out!" I heard Louis' voice from behind and turned just in time to see a familiar man raising his knife. At least someone had a weapon aside from a gun... Not the time, Harry.
"Murray?" I asked but the man acted like he didn't hear me. I bought my sabre up to defend myself. I didn't want to kill him, he was my friend once.
We fought and I realized he was moving kinda strange and unnatural. I managed to throw the knife out of his hands, lowering the sabre and, instead, grabbing him around the neck with one hand. I pulled him towards me and he didn't try to wiggle out and resist.
I looked at him in the eyes and saw his pupils wide. I narrowed my eyes. "Louis, come see his eyes." He came closer, doing what I said.
"Why are his pupils so wide?"
I thought about that. "I think he's drugged." Edward was acting strange like that when he was taken to the torture room. He followed the guard without hesitation, eyes distant. "We're going to have so much trouble if they continue drugging people."
"You mean... Matthew and Troy?"
"Yes."
"Captain! Let's go!" Niall yelled and I doubted about taking Murray with us or not. In the end, the side who wanted him to go with us won. I pulled him with us; one hand dragging Murray with the help of his shirt and the other holding Louis' hand.
We went through the door first, my crew shooting at guards. I looked back one more time, Matthew and Troy were nowhere in the sight. They had probably run away before we could even have a shot at capturing or killing them.
We ran and ran, Edward and the crew did a good job of clearing the path. We managed to get to the big front door, the rest of the crew still following behind us and shooting when needed. I let Niall take Murray with him as I stood next to the door and watched if all of my mates would come out. "Louis, go with them!" Louis stood beside me, not wanting to go. "Now!" He bit his lips and took a few steps back. I heard a scream and looked in the castle to see one of the pirates on the floor with a wound in his leg. I ran to them and went to help them out. The castle's alarm was sounded, bells sound echoing.
Then I heard a gunshot. I looked behind to see a guard fall on the floor with a bullet wound in his chest. I look towards the door to see Louis with a gun pointed in our direction, smoke coming out of the gun's muzzle, Louis' hands shaking and his eyes wide. I pulled the wounded man up, him holding onto me and limping as we walked.
"Louis? Lou, babes, I need you with me. Look at me." He did, eyes scared and shocked. "Come with me." He nodded, lowering the gun and pressing against my free side. I walked away with them holding onto me, my men defending us with the position on the stone path. When we passed the wooden bridge, Niall threw some kind of bomb and it exploded, bringing down the first half of a bridge. We hurried down the path, Niall ushering us in carriages as he jumped on the coachman seat, taking the reins in his hands.
I let Ashlin start looking over the crewmate's leg wound and I hugged Louis tight, looking behind through the window. There wasn't anyone following us.
We drove down the familiar streets to the marina. My boat was there as well as Edward's, and we quickly carried the wounded man on the ship. The others were ready to sail so when we got on board, we immediately started to sail.
"Is everyone okay?" I asked Liam who came to Louis and me.
"Edward's shot." He said straightforwardly, like always.
"What?!"
"Eddy is... Wounded? He won't die, right?" Louis burst into tears, one hand going to cover his mouth as his knees gave up. He would've fallen onto the floor if I wasn't holding him up. I picked him up bridal style and carried him inside my chambers, where Edward was lying on the bed. I set him down next to him and he put his hands on his face.
Edward was sickly pale, only in his trousers and a bandage all around his torso, dark redness slipping through. I gulped, trying to force my tears to not fall. I have to be strong for Louis. He needs me.
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I'm going back to school on the 6th of September and Idk if I'll finish this book in 6 days lol
