The Pirate's Lover #Watty's 2015

Chapter Six

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Ember stood in the room for a second, listening to the gun fire and men's screams of pain staring at the small dagger. Anyone could be attacking them right bow and she honestly didn't know if she wanted it to be friend or foe?  She did know one thing, she wasn't about to sit in this room and be cornered if attacked. With that thought in her head Ember made her way to the door, holding her dagger purposefully. Just as she was about to open it the door swung open. She jumped back as her eyes met Jack's malicious eyes, he was here to finish what he started yesterday.

  "Stay away from me!" Ember said, desperately trying to sound intimidating while holding her dagger up. "Don't you remember what your captain said?"

  "I'm afraid I was unconscious for that part kitten, now why don't you put don't that knife and I won't hurt you much." Jack said, his smirk ever so evil.

  Another cannon ball was shot at the ship and rocked it just enough to get Jack's attention elsewhere. Ember took her opportunity and took off running to the door, just as she was about to wrench it open Jack caught her waist. Slinging her back around her tossed her onto the bed, flinging himself on top of her in the process.

  Ember screamed as he started to kiss her neck and pull up her dress. She kicked and thrashed underneath him but it did no good, Ember felt hot tears well up but she wouldn't let them fall. She thought it was hopeless until Jack needed both hands to undo his pants. Ember took this chance to knee him in his manhood and kick him off of her for good.

  She felt a sense of sastifaction at seeing the bastard roll off of her and writh on the floor. Without another thought she picked up her fallen dagger and ran outside, anywhere was better than with that man!

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Eiven wasted no time, fluently wielding his sword with an ease that took years of practice. No opponent stood a chance, their attackers just so happened to be another pirate ship. Luckly it was filled with new and unskilled sailors who had likely just be added too the crew. Its captain was a man who was particularly unhappy with Eiven, Eiven had recently beat him at a poker game at the pirate tavern. He had known Hensly was angry, but he what he wasn't aware of was the man's stupidity.

  Eiven smoothly slid his sword into his last opponent,looking into the man's eyes as the life drained out of them before turning to survey the battle. Just as he expected his men were winning, what he didn't expect to see was Ember to coming flying out of the hallway. She looked panicked  but he noticed she still had her dagger with her.

  "Take prisoners men!" Eiven shouted his order,while making his way toward Ember who had spotted him.

  It wasn't long before the enemy spotted her, and a couple pirates made their way too her. Seeing this Eiven starting to jog to her,stabbing the first man in the back before he could even get too close. The second man however had reached her, and was crowding in on her. To his surprise Ember held up her dagger, and pointed it straight at the man. The man chuckled at this but soon wasn't chuckling anymore because Eiven had reached him and was holding his sword to the guys neck. Without pause he slit the man's throat and stepped back, moving to Embers side as he did.

  "Didn't I tell you to stay in the room?" Eiven hissed, grabbing her upper arm and started to pull her up to the ships wheel.

  She didn't say a word as he drug her or even after he had released her arm once they reached the wheel. He took his focus from her too look at his men. He grinned in anticipation as he watched his men gathering up the unlucky survivors, making them all kneel. Fortunately Captain Hensly had made it through the fight, he should have let their poker match be. This time he gambled with his life, and he would lose it.

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Ember watched all the intruders get pushed down to their knees, she had a sick feeling in her gut that this wasn't going to end well for them. She took a small glance at Eiven who had a malicious smile plastered on his face looking at his captives. This was a side of him she had never seen, one she didn't want to see. Unfortuantely Jack hadn't come out of the captains quarter's yet so their was no way she was going back in there.

  Once all the survivors were rounded up,  a few of his crew started to throw the dead over the side of the ship while others looked at Eiven expectantly. As if knowing exactly what they wanted, he began to walk towards them all, once he reached the captives he started to walk down the line looking each of them in the eye. Reaching one of the men, he stopped and put his sword to the man's neck.

  "Hensly, are we still swore I beat you?" Eiven's voice took on a taunting sound,unfortunately drifting up to Ember. "Hmm it seems I've done that twice now."

  The man did nothing but sneer at Eiven,     not breaking eye contact.

   "Unfortuantely Hensly this time it's going to cost you your life and the life of your men." Eiven said turning to Felix as he let his words sink in. "Felix you and Nicholas go and fetch some weights and rope. The rest of you go ahead and take anything of value off their person."

  Eiven stepped back and watched his crew loot the unfortunate men, Hensly glaring at him the whole time. A pirates life could be unforgiving, but it was moments like this that had helped forge his reputation. It could have easily been him in Hensly's place, and it might be. But as for today he was the victor. Seeing Felix and Nicholas return he stepped back closer to the captives in order to command their attention.

  "Now take Captain Hensly over to the plank and tie him to the weights. Make sure he can't escape." Eiven ordered watching his men jump to obey.

  Hensly tried to struggle out of his men's grips but it wouldn't work. They managed to successfully tie the man's hands together behind his back and then tie his feet together before securing two heavy weights to his feet as well. A couple of Eiven's men lifted the man onto the plank while Eiven stepped on to it as well. Pulling his sword out, he placed the point on it in the middle of Hensly's back.

  "Walk with honor." Eiven said to where only Hensly could hear.

  Ember watched on in horror as she saw just why everyone said this man was so ruthless. She noticed she wasn't the only spectator though, Eiven's crew seemed to watch on in excitement and what was left of Hensly's crew in fear. It all only lasted a few seconds because the man had walked to his death calmly, his splash could be heard in the silence followed by the cheers of Eiven's crew. Ember felt sick as she watched Eiven walk back onto the ship and a few of his line up behind the 11 remaining captives.

  Looking at his crews eager faces he said "Kill them."

  His crew each either stabbed their sword in the enemy's back or slit their throat. It was all Ember could do to keep the vomit down, and she quickly turned around and slid down against the ships wheel. If she hadn't been scared, she certainly was now. He had obviously known the man he just drowned to death, she no longer felt safe with him. Would she share the same fate as the other captives?