one-shot collection [multi-fandom]

Fear || Black Sails

Another day, another raid. Or so they thought.

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The crew of the Ranger had prepared for this boarding like any other, but clearly, they should have expected more. They had run themselves to a false sense of complacency; they had become overconfident, cocky.

And they paid the price.

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Finally boarding their own ship, the crew of the Ranger, or what was left of it, were soaked in blood, exhausted, and only 30 pieces of gold richer.

None, however, were more blood-soaked than Anne Bonny, who could only be described as drenched.

None of it was her own, however, of course not. The bloody woman was invincible, Jack Rackham thought to himself as he eyed her up and down.

"Don't look at me like that."

Anne's soft, yet sharp sneer broke Jack from his thoughts. Eyebrows momentarily pinching together as he tilted his head in confusion.

"Like what?"

Anne's scowl only deepened. "Like you're scared of me. Don't pretend."

Jack's face dropped and he stepped forward, placing his hands on her shoulders and sighed deeply. "Darling, I wasn't scared of you, I was scared for you."

Anne scoffed in disbelief.

"There-there's just..." Jack trailed off, glancing down at the small, powerful woman before him with hair so naturally red, it appeared that it was soaked in blood, even after numerous washes. She truly was a sight to behold. Leaning forward and placing a tender kiss to her forehead, Jack then proceeded to wrap his arms around her and drew her into his chest, uncaring for the additional blood that was seeping into his coat. Finally, he found the strength to continue.

"There's just so much blood. I don't wan- I can't lose you Anne. I can't."