Captain Styles *UNEDITED VERSION*

Chapter 23

Harry's POV: (5 min earlier)

It was dawn and we had finally found Drake's ship. I knew it was his, it had his logo hung up high in the air like the cocky bastard he is. He had tried to divert us with that lousy little boat he calls a distraction, but that didn't work.

He just think I'm a bloody idiot if he thought I would fall for that.

We were now right beside the ship, my sword in hand as the remainder of my crew threw ropes across to the other ship, climbing across to invade.

I follow along, my anger built up and making me want to kill everyone in my way. As soon as I got to the other side, Drake's men tried to come up and stop us. This is going to get ugly real fast.

I was about to say something when I heard a scream. A very agonized, girlish scream. Bella.

"Where the hell is he?" I shout, aiming my sword at the closest person. They just shake their heads at me and that only fuels my anger.

I slice his stomach open in a heartbeat, watching as he falls to the ground in pain. Turning to the rest of his men, I give them a cold stare as they look at me in fear. I swear if they don't answer my question I'm going to murder every one of them right now.

"I said, where the HELL is he?" I growl and another scream fills the air. What is he doing to her???

I look around to see some of the crew, probably the smarter half, pointing to the captains quarters while others began to face off with my men. I know my men can handle themselves, so I ignore the rest, storming over to the door that I knew would lead me to Bella.

Someone came up behind me, trying to stop me and I mentally cursed. I don't have time for this crap.  I turned on them fast, swinging my blade down on their neck and watching them go down to the ground dead. "Idiot." I hiss before turning back to the door.

Grabbing the handle, my eyes narrow in anger when I notice that it is locked. This bastard...

Adrenaline fueling my body, I bring my leg up and slam it as hard as I can into the door. The door breaks down at the impact, clattering to the ground and I burst into the room, my heart stopping as I see what is going on.

Bella is bleeding badly, she looks bruised and whipped, and she's crying. Her shirt is ripped off and Drake is holding a gun to her head. Oh HELL NO.

"Harry..." She whispers but my anger boils over.

I was pissed. No, scratch that, I was more than pissed. I was so furious that I was seeing red. My body was trembling and the grip on my sword got even tighter than it was as I glared at Drake, who gave me a look of surprise.

"You got here too soon." He says and I take a step towards him.

"You must be a damn idiot to think that I'd fall for something so pathetic like your little distraction." I spit and the gun lowers from Bella's head.

"Well, you are pretty stupid Harry." Drake taunts me and I glare at him. "I will kill you." I say in a promising tone and he laughs uneasily. He's gone too far this time and he knows it. He knows that he's about to die.

"Oh come on, Harry! We were just you know, having a little fun." He says, smirking as he traces Bella's stomach. Bella whimpers at the contact and that drives me over the edge.

"YOU DAMN LITTLE BASTARD! DON'T TOUCH HER!!" I rage, hurling the sword in my hand right at him, impaling his leg. He screeches in pain and falls to the ground, and I take this as my chance.

I run over to him before slamming my foot down against his stomach so hard that I hear his ribs crack. Bending down, I grab his shirt and jerk him up, glowering down at him.