Magic in the Caribbean

Chapter 1: Making way to Britain

The ships prison section, which was located at the bottom of the ship, where water occasionally flooded in through the tiny cracks in the hull of the ship, and rats slept tell everyone else on the ship was sleeping, then they would rush around the ship scavenging for any food left out. The Englishmen were smart enough to keep their shoes on after a couple incidences with peoples toes going missing from some of the rats, if they slept hard enough. But the rats weren't the real problem with being a prisoner on a British vessel. The crew were the real menace, they spat at the prisoners as they walked past to get the occasional bottle of rum, the sea drink for many. 

One crew member in particular was the hardest to get along with, the cook, you were lucky if you got a small ration of food once a week, and lucky for the shackles holding the prisoners to the metal frame of the cages they were kept in, otherwise half of them would be dead, either from cannibalism, or fighting for just a piece of bread. 

One prisoner stood out from all the others, despite the several layers of dirt and blood covering her skin, and the messy black hair that was also hard to differentiate from brown or red due to all the dirt, she was quite beautiful. Her eyes were closed but they were bright green when they were open. Her prisoner rags covered most of her body but the holes in them showed some skin. Luckily not in any of the important regions. The sound of foot steps filled the quiet ships brig as a somewhat fatter man came down the steps. 

"'Ello witch, brought some breakfast for you, cap'ms orders." The chef tossed the piece of bread at the woman sitting across from the cage, shackled to a bar that went through three metal beams connected to a sturdy board on the ground, she could barely move her hands or her feet, stuck in a sitting position day in and day out, the bread bounced off her hand and fell into a small pool of water just inches from her hands last position. 

Unable to reach the now soggy piece of bread, she sat there staring at it, her long messy black hair covering up most of her face, but what you could see, was mud and blood smudged over it. The other prisoners began to grumble and shout at her. "Don't just let the bread go to waste!! If you don't eat it I will!" a rat scurried its way towards the bread it's nose gently wiggling around smelling the food that lay out in the open. 

"Dammit girl! You let the fuckin' rats get to it!" the man hit the metal cage and went back to the wall his shackles were attached to. 

Smiling the girl watched the rat as it went over to the bread then moved over to a different puddle of water, rubbed its hands in it, then picked up the bread, and handed it to the girl, before rushing off. All of the prisoners went silent as they watched, the girl quickly bend her head down, and popped the soggy bread into her mouth chewing for a moment before swallowing. 

"You disgusting witch!" The prisoners began spitting and shouting names at her the entire prisoner deck filled with the sound of fear. 

"Silence! Or i'll send you all overboard!" One of the guardsmen said running down the steps looking at the prisoners. The prisoners didn't notice and continued shouting but suddenly a loud explosion filled the deck and then the sound of wood shattering. The ship shook some before several more explosions filled the area several more explosions followed suit as holes were blown into the ship. 

"WERE UNDER ATTACK!! GET TO BATTLE STATIONS! ARM THE CANONS PREPARE TO FIRE!!" Yet another explosion then a loud crash. "THEY"VE DESTROYED OUR MAST WERE SITTING DUCKS!! THEIR COMING TO BOARD GRAB YOUR WEAPONS!!" 

The girl sat there, her heart racing from the commotion hoping that it was a group of pirates, and not the Spanish or French. Suddenly yelling and screaming followed suit, the sound of swords clashing and guns firing as a battle raged just above. Then the sound of heels clicked on the floor above before two gunshots were fired. Down the steps the girl could only make out the boots, they were tall red and black. They went up to just below the knees of the person wearing them. As they came farther down more of the person was able to be made out, red shorts and a black and red Jacket went down to just above their ankles. They had long wavy red hair and the girl could immediately tell it was someone she knew. Wearing a black and red corset that pushed up the girls bussoms, she had fair skin and her facial features were stunning. Her eyes were as blue as the sky and she wore a pirates hat. 

The prisoners began whistling and howling like dogs, but with another loud POP and a small spark of light one prisoners body dropped dead. Everyone grew quiet after that and watched as the girl walked down the path looking in each cage tell she came across the one with the girl in it. 

"Aye lass, you look like your in a bit of shite, mind coming with me? I can't imagine being locked away with this filth is very pleasant." The girl talked with a very thick Irish accent. The girl in shackles nodded once before another pop. The pirate girl broke the lock of the prison door and came to the girl. "Don't move an inch." Another pop and shackles were broken. The pirate helped the girl up, the other prisoners began shouting and begging for her to free them but she ignored as the two went up the steps. 

The sound of the battle on the ships deck grew louder as the two made their way up. The Pirate held onto the girl helping her walk knowing she would be weak from malnourishment and dehydration. As they came up to the deck a blast of warm fresh air filled the girls nostrils and she could finally feel the sun on her skin. But sadly she couldn't enjoy the freedom for to long because bodies lay about the deck as the battle raged on, the pirates were winning and by now they had outnumbered the naval crew. Finally, they had decided to surrender and dropped their weapons, a loud yell of victory came from all the pirates as the naval crew got on their knees. 

"What shall we do with the survivors cap'n" One of the Pirates asked looking over at the girl wearing all black and red. "Any survivors that want to join our crew can come with us, we need to make up for the casualties, take whatever salvage they have before we send the ship to its grave." The pirate girl said before continuing to walk with the weakened girl. Another crewmen on the pirates ship smiled and picked the girl up to help her onto the ship. Everything was spinning for the girl and she could barely make out much of what was going on around her. She just stood there her eyes closed the dissiness and the sun both working against her vision before she felt the girl pirates arms around her again. "Come now lets get you cleaned up."