Light of the Scourge (POSTPONED)

Chapter III

Pyrope, I like you.

You froze. What did she even mean by that? You suppose she's only sweet talking you to catch you off-guard, and then it's imprisonment for you. And surely you were not going to allow that to happen. The she-pirate's body was stiff underneath you. It made you unsettled the way she ceased resisting; your adrenaline had run low when the quarreling had stopped and you could feel relaxation starting to kick in. You were getting comfortable in this position? That makes absolutely no sense at all! And why is the girl not jumping at the chance to put you in a stronghold?

"You know, it really is enjoyable to have your body all over me and the two of us laying on the floor and shit, but I've got important business to attend to. Would you kindly unhand me so I can be on my way?" Your captive ask almost too sweetly, and at this point you really don't know what you should do. You've gone blind! Your job and your career are over. Maybe it's best you let her take you, perhaps she'll go easy on you if you surrender now. She already said that she liked you.

"Uh..." You faulter and feel your cheeks warm up a little at the way she put your holding her hostage as enjoyable. But you don't let go of her. You keep her tethered to the the bottom of the ship and jeer her on. "And why would I do that? Care to elaborate what "important business" you are so desperate to run off to?"

You feel she's rolling her eyes at you. "Ugh fine. Considering my position I may as well tell you, you're going to hear the whole backstory anyways because you are my bondswoman and part of this crew now." You press your lips together and your brows furrow; she's still acting like she's imprisoned you when in all actuality it's the other way around! You groan irritably and let her tell the tale regardless.

"I'm sure you've heard of the Prince of Pirates?" At this your breath stops. Pain swells in the corners of your eyes and they're throbbing from new wounds, dried blood and tears on your skin. You respond, but the saliva in your mouth has dried up and evaporated; your throat is completely barren. "Very well, criminal. That dastardly bugger is at the top of my list of scoundrels to bring justice upon." Your words are bold but you sound like an aired out well.

"My, your cheeks are all red. Has the quixotic bounty hunter had a more intimate relationship than just that of a perpetrator and his tracker?" Her lips curl up into a wicked smirk and you retaliate more strongly than you had wished- falling backwards with a shout.

"No way in hell would I ever give him my body or any sort of satisfaction for that matter! He's the son of a bitch that blin-" you stop and realize with a shudder that you've accidently set her free. Her laughter echoes in your ears just as she comes up from behind you and kicks a heel into your back; right in the kidney. You face plant into the wood and groan as she steps on your pitiful body.

"Whatever, I'm sure you'll spit it out eventually. Now let's get back to story time. So this prince who you've seemed to acquainted yourself with used to be my second in command. My former mate. He was so diabolical in his plans of mischief and mayhem, I couldn't help but be utterly charmed by his craftiness. Who would have guessed he was planning mutiny behind my back the entire time? On a silent night when the sea was at its quietest his followers moved about and snuck onto my ship none the wiser, which by the way her name is The Scourge, and yes I named her by myself. He tiptoed to my quarters and took my key that he had weasled its whereabouts when I was intoxicated, and while his band of thugs distracted us with swords and canons, stole away with my chest of riches without lifting so much as a finger."

She finished and released you. Though your back pricked where her heel dug into your skin, it was hardly noticeable compared the complete shock you were in. Her story made you even more breathless than the mentioning of your arch nemisis. Even with all of the misfortunes you had experienced, her tragedy gave you a sense of relief.

"So, I'm not alone." You whispered.

But loneliness was wasn't going to haunt you much longer.

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