deep in the sea (I give you my heart) // jenlisa

Chapter 3: Playing With the Devil

A/N: Sorry I'm late! Was busy with something unexpected. Enjoy!

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The door shut firmly behind Captain Athena, and for a moment Lisa thought she was going to be able to contain her tears. That will power lasted a total of five seconds. Lisa burst into sobs, huddling into herself as her entire body shook with each racking breath. The water rippled each time she inhaled, having grown cold by now.

She was hopeless, alone, and stuck. How in the world was she going to make it out of this? She wasn't and Lisa knew that. She was stuck with these pirates, being slowly dragged to her inevitable death. There was no avoiding what was going to eventually happen. Lisa wondered if she really should push Captain Athena; get her mad enough to fully lose control and actually drown her, instead of teasing her with threats.

What if Lisa just did it herself? There was a mirror, or even the window, that she could break to use as a weapon... No, the thought of ending her own life scared her more than the thought of living with these criminals. Lisa was a coward, and she hated herself for it. It only made it worse that she knew that Captain Athena knew she didn't have the guts to take her own life.

After another few minutes of crying herself into exhaustion, she finally got out of the cold bath water. She dried off with a towel and got changed into the clothing given to her. It was a simple white long sleeve shirt with a wide open collar, and some black pants and boots. Everything fit her oddly well.

She took a look in the mirror and winced. There was a nasty gash just under her hairline on her temple, surrounded by a purple and blue bruise. Lisa raked through her long blonde hair with her fingers, bitter at how soaking wet and messy it was. There wasn't much she could do, however, so she left it down to dry.

Lisa opened the door, pausing when she saw a man waiting outside for her. She recognized him from Athena's crew, but didn't know his name. "The captain says you can keep your hands free. You've already learned your lesson, apparently." She could feel her resentment building up, but she pushed it back as much as she could.

"How thoughtful of her," Lisa replied sarcastically. The pirate sneered, but turned to lead the way back downstairs. The tavern was full of Athena's crew, and was incredibly loud. They seemed to be celebrating- no doubt this was due to the death of the king.

Lisa silently wondered how long it would take the main land to find out what happened. They probably assumed she was dead as well, considering The Oryx was gone, along with her entire crew. Lisa felt a pang of grief shoot through her, and it took everything in her not to start crying again.

The pirate led Lisa through the crowd and over to a table where Athena and some other crew members were sitting. Athena was drinking from a large tankard, and the men around her were messily devouring some stew and a communal tray of fruit. Athena's cold chocolate eyes- lined with oddly beautiful eyeliner –landed right on Lisa.

Her lips curled into an equally as cold smile as she looked at Lisa's new outfit. "You almost look like one of us, Ms. Manoban," Athena cheered. Lisa clenched her jaw in annoyance- both at the sly insult and the name that Athena seemed to have decided to stick to, instead of calling her by her first name.

"I'd rather be back in my uniform," Lisa replied rudely. Athena chuckled, her eyes sparkling in sick amusement.

"If you'd like, I can arrange for you to have no clothing at all." The pirate captain narrowed her eyes, giving Lisa a testing look to see if she had a sarcastic answer for her.

Lisa visibly bit her tongue, glaring at her captor. Hatred was boiling inside of her, but she knew better than to push her luck; she was already on thin ice for trying to hit Athena earlier. After a long pause of glaring, Athena finally gestured towards the seat next to her. "Please, sit down."