Arthur's point of view:
My only regret is not being able to freeze the look on Antonio's face when I won such a sweet victory.
I then remember the woman and then drop her in the middle of the deck. My men then make a tight ring around her as I begin.
"You haven't been gagged so why not speak?"
The woman looked at me for a second then found what looked to be a very interesting spot on the deck.
"Your captain is speaking to you."
She continues with her silence, but wiggles in her bonds a bit.
"So are you to disrespect your captain are you?"
With that I walk up and slap her across the face. She looked stunned, must have never been hit in her life. Well she's on my goddamn ship now. She seems to then struggle with what to do before then panning out
"You're no captain of mine, so go back to rotting in hell, devil."
She looked angry still, but instead of being fearful now she seen indifferent to her current situation.
Well that won't do. I grip the top of her head and stare down at her.
"Look around, you're already in hell and I rule here."
Isabel's point of view:
I sit uncomfortably in my chains for a while doing nothing. Then all at once the pain of today crushes me. Uncontrollable tears fall. They fall because of Lovino. They fall because of my separation of my family. They fall because I failed. They fall because I'm in Hell. They fall, bitter, bitter tears.
I try to calm myself, only to remember my loved ones for a second and then the next wave of tears hits me.
Allister's point of view:
"So you've finally done it, you've wounded the Spaniard and his minions in the worst way possible."
Arthur smiles.
"Of course would! Honestly it's not like any of the Fernandez or the foolish wankers of a crew were threats anyways."
I light my pipe and continue.
"But now we have a woman on our hands and the Fernandez will be on our ass."
Arthur took a moment to consider this.
"Then we'll kill her and kill the others once they show the bloody faces to me." "But how long are we gonna keep her? No point in keeping her if she's as good a dead."
Arthur goes for his second bottle of rum, drinking slowly as he thinks
"Well, I'm at least gonna get as much information as of her first off. Of course I'm also going to have to have my share of fun. Then once I'm done...
He's grin grew
...I'll use her to buy rum!"
I snatch the rum from Arthur and drink, grining.
The Black Baron was really in it this time. Despite what he claims, I know this whole fiasco between really Arthur and Antonio was just a petty fight.
At least it was.
Not that I don't mind going around fighting and plundering. Honestly I had fun taking on the Santa Maria. But Arthur kicked it up a few notches. Not only did he steal someone's sister, but a powerful someone's sister, King of the Seas as some called him. Now we'll have that crazy Spanish bastard and his crew tearing up the ocean looking for her.
Laugher spills from my lips.
"God! We really did it this time! And when they finally show up what battle it will be! And when we win? It will top our last meeting for sure! And another thing, I can't help to notice we got quite the looker."
"Really? I don't think I recall her being anything thing special."
I raise a brow.
" Probably because you were so high off your conquest. And not to mention blind. You'll sit and lust over pub gals but you'll a fine high class lady and say eh?! Even I can admit she's a beauty and I don't use that lightly. But women be damned when we have victory and RUM!"
We laugh as I grab more rum bottles.
"Couldn't have said it better myself!"
Isabel's point of view:
I wake dazed to the loud clang of my cell door. I watch Arthur trod in forcefully and sloppily. He delivers a heavy kick to my stomach. I tried my best to muffle my cry of pain.
"SO Fernandez, I want I make it clear who's ship you're on."
Even though I curled my legs against my stomach, he continues to kick me.
"So don't ever consider anything that may be against my best interests."
A long knife is slipped from his pocket. I could do nothing with my hand bonded to the wall. The demon pushes me away from the wall, tightly stretching my arms. Icy fingers push stray hairs from my bun. So cold, a prefect reflection of his dead heart. A searing pain starts to rage as he digs his knife into my flesh, dragging the steel which soon swims in my blood. I bear my teeth together and shut my eyes tightly, wishing to block out the reality of my situation in anyway I could. I go limp as soon as the pressure is removed from my back and a laugh echoes the slam of my cell door. Exhausted and upset, I fumble my fingers across the base of my neck. What has he done?
plays silently and repeatedly in my mind. Despite the flood of blood, I find a capital "A" now carved on me.
I was at the mercy of a monster.
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Heart of the Sun
FanfictionIsabel Fernandez once lived a carefree and simple life. Now she's running with the pirates as they explore and plunder. But what happens they're faced with a powerful enemy who gains a dangerous advantage? And what of Isabel's heart, which is threat...
