The Desolation Of The Red Rackham

Chapter 11

I walked around with Emma that evening, because, as usual Louis had gone god knows where, Austin was on the medicinal drugs, which sent him to tight sleep, and everyone else was also laying down. So, it was pretty much just me and her, with all the space to ourselves. The cool of the wind, felt nice against my skin after such a long day. The ground was still warm since the sun was just about to set, and the whole sky was painted orange. The clouds seemed to enjoy this hearty moment, and adding colour to my eyes by emerging out as blue blobs in between the vast orange sky. The trees swung by the breeze, waving a goodbye to the sun, the butterflies were still out, and the flowers bloomed with even brighter colours. On one end, was the sun, which seemed to be drowning into the sea and on the other end, was the mighty crescent shaped moon ready to shine its light after sundown.

Emma and I walked inside the mansion's boundaries; to the end of the lake, then back, and then back again. 'So, Emma.' I said as I slipped my hands into my coat pocket and laid out a short sigh. 'How did you end up there?' I asked as she walked elegantly beside me. 'I am a blacksmith. I make swords, guns, knives, blades, canons, whatever the buyer wants. Just for the wrong cause, which was money, I started making weapons for the Red Rackham. Mysterious guy, he was; he would come in any moment, order around and go with the door banging. Though the prices he paid me were high and fair enough, he never let me do anything else, like making weapons for someone else. He paid a large sum of money to make a giant room for me, in his territory where I could make weapons for him. He constructed a mansion for me, in his territory, of course to keep me within boundaries. Frankly, speaking, I have made more than eighty per cent of his weapons, including his wrath and doom option, the customised Kaewoo K3, which I like to call the Doom Blaster. Devastating one,of course, firepower is ferocious and the amount of ammunition it holds is tremendous. It took me years to carve out such a design, which was unique in the world, and there was not a vote of thanks from his mouth. That's when I realised; I was the basic person on whose help he could construct such an empire, because only the best of the goldsmith hands can make such devastating weapons. But, I was used like a pawn; had no value but had an extensive use. I have made more weapons than the population of Valle De Luna. But, at one point in my life, I realised I was doing it for the wrong man. So, I started to quietly make some weapons and sneak out every night and give them out to police officials, which would in turn fight him. In that way, I could do both of my passions; weapons and helping others.' She said as I listened intently. 'One night, when I was sneaking out, I was caught by one of his guards. He tried to stop me. But before his could, a powerful blow of a blacksmith's hand knocked him out for the whole night. Some other guards saw him and alerted other guards. This meant I was dead meat. So, I stole a horse from the stable and ran away as far as I could. They followed me and shot the horse, and that's when I started to run. That's where you found me and killed them all. Thank you so much for that, by the way.' She said as she turned towards me.

I gave her a smile of joy and said, 'Anytime, Emma. I was just helping you. And I hate Red Rackham anyway so this was like a punching bag experience for me which took some anger off.'

She gave out a cute smile and we walked in utter silence for a while.

'So, Adrian, tell me about yourself.' She said and I told her everything. 'Aww, poor you. Must've been a pretty harsh time. I can understand, I've been through it.' She said as I gave her a confused look. 'Huh?' I asked. 'Yeah. Daddy somehow got mom pregnant with me and asked her for abortion. Mommy refused, it led to fights. The extent of those fights was so much that he tried killing her. So, she ran away the same night and went and settled somewhere else and raised me all alone.'

'I'm sorry.' I said as my face gave out a sorrowful look to the girl that stared at the ground and played with the soil.'So, you're a blacksmith.' I changed the topic intelligently. 'No, not just a blacksmith. I don't just work with iron, I create wonders with it. Swords, guns, knives, rifles , anything the customer wants. Of course, because the quality is top class, only the rich people can buy my things.' She said.

'Which is great because we have arrangements for your metal work, in my backyard if you get bored.' Louis said aloud, scaring the both of us. 'Sorry, did not mean to interrupt, I just came to tell you that I have a room for you in my house that I have cleaned up. Change of clothes is in there as I just ran into the nearby market and bought off some of them. Hot water is ready in the bathtub so you can go and comfortably sink in.' He said, as he handed her a towel. She took it and went. 'Bye Adrian.' She said 'Bye.' I replied.

'Okay, I can barely take responsibility of all of your group and you just brought in another one to make it worse.' He started to scold.

'Relax, she's just scared, needs some rest. She isn't our enemy.' I replied.

'Fine, but if anything happens to her......'

'I take responsibility.'

'You aren't very good at taking responsibilities Adrian.'

'Excuse me?'

'Your last job was to clean out the blunder you made outside.'

'Oh yes, on it.'

I ran off to the main gate, avoiding the conversation. I reached outside, and dragged those bodies out of the way. I dug a pit, and buried them in there, and put a rose on top. 'Rest in peace.' While I did that, Louis got there with Austin, who had recently woken up. 'We should probably bury the bodies of people in the city as well.' Louis spoke. 'Yes, but not now. These souls are free, there is no unfinished business to do, so this was the right thing. But, the people of Valle de Luna demand revenge, their souls demand revenge. Our soldiers that died demand revenge. Those who died serving that horrible person demand revenge And once their death is avenged by every drop of blood Red Rackham loses, it will be freedom for their souls. And as long as the power of their souls is with us, no one in this world can defeat us. Death is an illusion, to scare little children of the one resting above; but as soon as we all are together, there is nothing that can separate us, nothing that can prevent us from winning the war and leading to the desolation of the Red Rackham.' I said in a bold tone, as I started to walk, back to Louis's house.