If Only He Saved Her

Chapter 6: To Watch Pain

Oh...I can't watch what happened next, maybe make me feel better by clicking that star?

(Four years back)
Marinette POV----------

The door creaked open, the room was dark except for the dim light that peaked from the dirty purple-stained window. It's shape was of a butterfly, or as they called it here on the ship, an Akuma.

Suddenly out of nowhere, a flame was set on few candles, the room brightened and I was able to see clearly after adjusting to the light. The cabin was pretty decent just like the rest of the ship, surprisingly since these were pirates, a dark hammock swung along with the rocking boat, jars of black with purple streaked butterflies stacked on each other which cluttered the room a bit, books piled in the corners, papers scattered on a table in the center of the cabin.

The boy in the cloak still behind me but shut and locked the door, he pointed at the large chair that sat infront of the window. I hesitantly tiptoed to the chair, afraid of who or what sat on the dark purple leather. My hand reached out to turn the seat when a voice boomed out:

"Don't
Touch
The
Chair"

The figure slowly stood up, the floor creaking under its feet. His eyes were a dead,dull gray. Something about him was...dead, I don't know why but his presence makes me uncomfortable, the way the shadows flickered on his face scared me. Surrounding his eyes was a dark butterfly...mask? No it must have been paint, but it was smudged on....weird. He felt so familiar, like I knew him before.

The captain, I suppose he was, wore a silver butterfly brooch pinned on his gray collar. His purple button-up blouse was loose but tucked into his dark purple pants, and though he did not pull out his sword I noticed the handle was a dark, clear purple sphere with a butterfly. But this butterfly was not black with purple streaks instead pure white, almost glowing.

Ahem

I quickly look back up at the man,

"You called for me?"

"Yes, see I noticed that you seem to know the prince?"

"Uh..no I have never acquainted with the prince. You must have mistaken me for someone else I'm sorry."

Didn't know what he wanted to know about Adrien so I lied about not knowing him. I tried to walk out, but the boy stopped me, though I couldn't see his eye, I could feel his glare like stabbing daggers at me. He nodded to the captain, then he shoved me so hard that I fell on my knees at Papillon's feet. I gritted my teeth,holding back the whimper:

"What do you want."

Looking at the man, he made a face to show that he didn't even noticed I was shoved.

"Oh what every pirate wants: WEALTH, especially from France."

Did that mean that France s not destroyed? Is Adrien alive then? Why would the Pirates lie then? I shrugged the thought off and chuckled,

"France will be too strong to attack again."

"That's what you think. Look, I know what I am doing. Taking children from kingdoms drives everyone crazy, forcing them to leave because their poor children are gone. Then they revolt against the king or queen because the royalty could do nothing about it, this leads to arrests, traitors, and even bloodbaths. From there it's easy to plunder a kingdom once and for all."

He let the last sentence sit in the air, to let me picture France gone. Off the map. Forever. I cannot let him see me in pain of the thought f Adrien being murdered by his own subjects. What if her parents start the revolt?

"Oh, I almost forgot, would you like to see an example? Look at the white butterfly." He grinned as the handle of his sword pointed at me, I tried to block my eyes, but I hear a voice calling for my name.

It was Adrien, he was fighting against the villagers. They had torches pointed at Adrien and Felix, the guards trying to protect the two but the wall of the guards broke. They took Felix, slashing and tearing their blades in his face. Adrien lying in the dirt, slapped, stabbed, spat upon, burned.

I couldn't watch anymore so I pushed the sword away and backed up. All my hope was gone.

Slowly the room blurred, my face hot, I raise my hands to my pigtails, then I look at the captain as he smiles, and I scream. I scream for my friends. I scream for my home. I scream for my parents. I scream for Adrien.

--------Time Skip-----------

My eyes are still swollen and red from all the pain I have suffered. Everyday Papillon, or Hawkmoth as they call the Captain, would show me the same scene with the same screams, the same blood, the same threats, the same insanity, the same suffering.

The boy in the cloak had tried to support me, he told me that it happens to most of them, the most stubborn captives are tortured in this way. But every single person, including Nino and Alya, says that Hawkmoth saved us. No. He didn't save us, he kidnapped us to plunder. Alya, for the 20th time put her hands on my shoulders and looked in my eyes saying,

"We all know that Hawkmoth wants to plunder, but he opened his arms so you can join his crew and leave the suffering of watching that....nightmare. Look at Nino, he is going to fight with Hawkmoth because the cap'n says that he won't make that vision you see real. I'm gong to join the crew, along with the Rose, Juleka, Alex, Kim, Ivan, max, and even Mylene. Please Mari, join us-"

"NOOOO!!!!" I pushed my friend away from me, this pirate has ruined my friends and my life.

Hands grab me, I try to struggle as I was being dragged to the lower deck. Then I was pushed against a wooden column, I look up to see the cloaked boy,

"Hey what are you mfffff-"

He covered my mouth, looking around, then looked back at me and released his hand,

"Sorry, I overheard your conversation with your friend."

"You mean eavesdropping?"

"No, I was passing by and I- forget it."

His hands reached for his hood, slowly pulling it back. I couldn't see very well so I pushed him into the light,
OH
MY

"N-n-Nathaneal???"

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