I Will Sail With No Pirate! (mxm)

Chapter 21

Desden cocked his own gun the exact same time Wallace did, making him think that he was the only one with a firearm ready. He had been at the bar earlier in the far corner staring at his father for quite some time, so he knew that he would take his chance when James was drunk or... busy. Everything was going according to his plan until he heard a click completely unrelated to himself, or the man standing before him.  

"It has been a long time, Desden."

His stomach sank as his heart jumped into his throat.

"Ari..."

"Well well well, it seems we have reached quite an interesting impasse."

Desden's attention focused back on Wallace as the man spoke. He still had his weapon pointed at his father and he didn't doubt that the bullets inside were coated in holy water.

"Put your gun down, Desden."

"No."

Not a chance in hell. 

He heard Ari grunt behind him, then felt the gun press against the back of his head.

"I don't want to have to kill you."

Okay, that little confession made him grin. He didn't want to have to kill him? After knowing how much blood he had on his hands? After breaking his arm and forcing him to feed him repeatedly?

"I am not stupid, Ari. I know you would love to put a bullet in my head, however, my gun would go off just before your own so you are simply trying to threaten me in order to save your new captain."

"Oh no. He couldn't care less about me in all honesty. He wants you," Wallace said nonchalantly. 

"Does he now?" Desden questioned, not quite believing him. 

"Yes, I do," Ari responded calmly. 

Well, I suppose that makes sense... somewhat. 

He really wanted to turn around and look at him, though. It had been so long since he had seen him and his voice had definitely deepened a good amount. He wondered what he looked like now that he had likely grown some.

"Are you sure you do not want me in bed now that you have matured?" he finally responded, a mocking tone to his words. 

He heard a grumble behind him and took his chance... as did Wallace. Gunshots rang out right before the entire room burst into flame. His father blurred out of the fire with his lover in his arms, obviously not hurt, though he did smell blood.

He hit Alexandre. I am taking him to the ship.

Understood, coming father.

Well, he had intended to follow after him since he had ducked, avoiding Ari's bullet, but as he began to move he felt a sharp pain pulse through his back and burn into his body. He hadn't heard the gun go off a second time with the fire roaring just to his left, and after he felt another bullet slam into his back, his mind dissolved into darkness.

Desden was not sure how long he had been unconscious, but he knew immediately as he began to awaken that he was on a ship. Granted, he remembered being shot in the back, twice, so he knew it was highly unlikely that he was on his father's vessel.

Wait a moment...

Blinking open sore eyes, he glanced down.

There is something on my face?

He tried to open his mouth, but whatever was fastened around his head made it impossible.

"You will not be able to open your mouth with that muzzle on."