Alfred was rushing through the burning corridors of the pirates air ship. Every room he looked in was either destroyed or being ravaged by his men. As he got to the very end of the corridor he hears the clicking of shoes on the wooden floor, he doesnt turn around to see whoever decided to follow him though.
" Wait up!" The person who was following called out.
" I don't have time to!" He bursts through another door only for the said door to fall off its hinges and fall through open air. He wobbles on the edge of the doorframe when someone pulls him back into the corridor. He lets out a sigh of relief before turning around. A tall lanky man who is looking panicked meets his eyes.
" Captain told me to help you find Mathew. My name is William Jameson, but just Jameson to you."
" I don't need your damn help."
" You're looking the wrong direction. That captains room is all the way at the end."
Alfred is surprised with the mans' politeness even though he had just cursed at him.
" Oh, um, thanks," he turns the right direction and starts to run. Jameson continues to follow him. " You can go away now!"
" I can't. It's captains orders."
" Screw the captain. Save yourself. From what I've heard, he's ruthless and couldn't care less about his crew." Alfred winces at his bluntness, but it was true from the rumors he's overheard. Despite what he said Jameson chuckles.
" That's all lies circulated by his crew mates. You can't be feared by every enemy if your reputation was that you can't cook and you treat the cabin boys like they're your sons," he chuckles again," I've know him since we were toddlers. Don't take him lightly though because he can pack a good punch."
" Oh yeah I know about that. He gave me a kick to the gut... So why isn't the captain with you right now? Come to think about it where was he going?" His eyes flicker to Jameson for a second before looking at the door that they were fastly approaching at the end of the long corridor.
" The canons you fired destroyed some areas of our ship. One of them directly hit the Cabin Boys room. The captain went down looking to see if anyone had made it."
"Oh, well is anyone going to help him?"
" No, he told me to get the crew that's left alive onto the night hawks on deck, and to escape." Alfred's eyes widen. He clearly underestimated the other captain as a heartless man, but was now coming to realize that he was totally wrong. They came to the end of the corridor and Jameson pushes open the heavy wood door to the captain's compartment.
Upon entering Alfred feels the wind and rain battering against his skin. The glass that was covering the captains room had been entirely blown to bits leaving a gaping whole for the weather outside to invade the compartment. Papers and electric equipment had been ruined and a red light was flashing, keeping the room illuminated slightly.
Alfred starts to sift through the rubble, and Jameson walks to the control station.
Alfred soon loses hope looking through the pile of derbies and starts to pick through the room.
" Mathew can you hear me?" Alfred calls while searching. When he comes to an overturned bookshelf he gives up and slowly sits down on the floor.
"Dammit! Mathew come on...don't do this to me..." He throws a stray book to the other side of the room, which startles Jameson.
" Hey now, don't give up. A person can't just disappear...unless" he looks towards the whole in the wall, but quickly looks back towards Alfred, " never-mind, I'll help you." Jameson starts to look around where Alfred is sitting. Alfred slowly started to look around with him when a groan startles them both and they look towards where the noise came from. Which would happen to be by the bookcase.
" Mathew? Holy shit! Mathew, if you can hear me groan or something!" Alfred jogs over to the bookcase followed closely by Jameson. Another low moan comes from under it.
" Hell man! Help me lift it!" Jameson and Alfred scurry to opposite sides of the bookcase and start to push it upright.
" One more push..." Jameson looks at Alfred and on the count of three they both push the bookcase up, back to its original position. Sure enough a groggy half unconscious Mathew is lying where the bookcase used to be.
"Mathew!" Alfred drops down to the ground beside Mathew and picks him up bridal style. Looking at Jameson he pushes Mathew at the man.
" Thank you so much! But I need you to bring Mathew back to my ship for me."
" What why?!"
" I need to go rescue a stubborn pirate captain."
Jameson's eyes widen and his mouth hangs open, quickly regaining his wits he slips his arms under Mathews legs and back. Standing straight up he meets Alfred's stare.
" Thank you, even if I should hate your guts right now, thank you." Jameson turns around and hurries out the door and Alfred could hear him shouting things like grab the Night Hawks and abandon ship. He stands there for a second letting the sound of sparks, wind, and rain wash over him before he springs into action.
" Look out Captain Kirkland a Hero is on his way!"-----------------
I know that the point of views are kind of weird....I think, but bear with it because the only first person point of view is going to be from Arthur. Anyways next part out instantly.
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Skybound: a USUK fanfic
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