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Post by ~~*Buffy Bloom*~~ on May 4, 2007 22:00:07 GMT
Evelyn couldn't even bring herself to speak. She just shouted and screamed. She couldn't push him off, it was as if there was a superhuman strength in him. Tears began to stream down her cheeks and she panicked completely, screaming at the top of her voice, praying for the nightmare to end.
She saw his face change, flashes between Frederick and another man...a man that sent shivers of fear through her. The priest she had seen, was it just her mind playing tricks on her?
She started to shake with fear and shock, putting every ounce of her strength and energy into fighting him off, "Get off me! Please stop!" she screamed protests and swore at him. "You f*cking pig! Get off! Yer a sadistic w*nker!" she screamed until her voice began to tremble. His body was pushing onto her own, she felt his fingers touching her and it made her fell nauseous, the vile taste of his tongue, she couldn't bear it. Her throat was sore, and perspiration formed on her body. The room was scorching hot, she could feel flames licking at her feet. Darkness shrouded her, it was smoke. The room was ablaze! She screamed even louder, crying out to the heavens to save her soul.
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Jack rushed over to the Admiral and knelt by his side, "Bl**dy hell..." he put a hand on his wound, putting pressure onto it, but the blood was seeping through his hand. "Come on now Charles, you just hang on, we're going to sort this out, it's just a little wound..." his voice was quite collected, but he was feeling terrible and in doubt. He saw the colour leaving his cheeks, his breathing was slowing down. Charles was dying...
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Post by ~Charlotte~ on May 4, 2007 22:19:42 GMT
Frederick slapped her face once again, ignoring her shouts and pleas. Like a mad man he tore at her flesh, ripping the corset from her small frame, biting and scratching at her, trying to consume her entirely, feeding himself from her cries. He laughed cruelly and pushed her face into the pillow to muffle her screams, releasing her hands quickly to yank down his breeches...
"You make such a fine lady..." he spat at her, "Shame your nothing but a wh*re...my wh*re!" And he thrust into her with a pain as hot as a seering poker, tearing her poor body in two...
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Will threw the man against the wall and punched him hard in the face, breaking his nose.
"Where is she?" he screamed, spittle flying into Reginald's face...
Cradling his nose, he pointed down the hall
"Second left and the door on your right at the end of that atrium...GO! He's..." he trailed off as Will fled down the corridor at top speed, brandishing his sword, his hair flying loose, sweat running from his veins, adrenaline pumping through his body as he rushed to save her. He found the correct door and threw his whole weight against it.
The sight he saw before him horrified him more than anything he had ever seen. His throat burnt with rage and something in his head exploded. He let out an animalistic roar and hurled the half naked man to the floor. Frederick had the decency to look shocked, and he stood slowly, pulling up his trousers, half looking for a weapon. Will placed his sword to the man's throat.
"Don't. Move. I swear. I will. I will kill you."
Frederick gulped and raised his hands in childish surrender, though he half smiled with sadistic glee...
"You love her..." he teased.
"Yes." Will answered, pressing the sword a little closer to his jugular, "Now get out. Leave the palace. Take your little crony with you." He meant Reginald.
"Who? Hook?" Frederick queried, mildly confused.
And Will realised that this man had orchestrated everything, planning his own sister's demise and the violation of Evelyn...
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Charles Laurence clutched at Jack, his breath faltering...
"No...god's sake no Jack...save her from him. Go...please...and promise me you will care for her...for I would have if she'd let me...but you are the one for her. You..."
He coughed, blood dribbling down his sallow cheek,
"You would have made...a fine...Earl, and are a...Prince among men...and are the most worthy for her...now go and..." but he gasped and sputtered, blood escaping him. With a final heave of his chest, he passed away.
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Victoria protested by hammering her fists on James' chest, put he pulled her closer, drowning in her, their curls entwining as they embraced. Eventually, Victoria pulled herself away, sobbing violently as the man held her tight.
"Shhh..." he whispered, using his good hand to wipe her tears..."I won't hurt you..."
"You already have you bastard!" she cried, "Why did you not leave me alone? All I ever did was do my duty...and you could have done yours..."
"But I love you!" James protested, looking quite hurt.
"And I loved you too, but I could not stay...and you knew that! Not then! I had to go to Minette!"
The man growled with frustration as the girl in his arms shook with fear and sadness...and something else...a long lost memory of love.
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Post by ~~*Buffy Bloom*~~ on May 4, 2007 22:32:55 GMT
Evelyn was curled at the corner of the bed, clutching her knees and sobbing. She'd never felt so frightened in her life, her naked body was shaking, it felt burnt, searing with pain, she felt sore and was pounding with agony. She couldn't bring herself to move or speak, she couldn't even lift her head to look at Frederick. She couldn't even think of him without wanting to throw up. She gasped for air between her sobs, and sat there, cradling herself like a broken child. This was hell itself.
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Jack's face fell, he held the lifeless hand of the man and nodded, "I will...I will Larry..." he felt great sorrow in losing him, and great gratitude for his sacrifice. Tearing himself away from the scene, he ran out into the corridor to find Victoria. He noticed that Hook had left...oh God! How could he have been so stupid? To leave her like that!
And just like a dark prince, in finding the deceitful man, he pointed his pistol directly at him, "Get away from her you scum." he said with a dangerous tone in his voice. There was a click as he readied his weapon.
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Post by ~Charlotte~ on May 4, 2007 22:43:06 GMT
Will jabbed the sword into the man's neck, drawing a little blood. Frederick winced, and moved around to the door and opened it, still tidying himself. He said nothing, but glanced once more at Evelyn before leaving the room and stalking down the corridor.
Turning back to his love, Will rushed to the bed and cradled her in his arms, removing his smart velvet jacket to wrap around her. He noticed the room was unnaturally warm, and so blew cool little breaths onto her face whilst murmuring words of comfort, kissing her damp little eyelashes gently and stroking her hair, holding her gently...
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James turned his head a little and pulled his woman closer to him, her face tearful face pressed against his chest. Victoria looked at Jack desperately, still snuffling slightly, but not moving away from the pirate who held her.
"Leave us alone for God's sake..." James spoke harshly, looking down at his old lover, gently lifting her face to see his. With trembling lips, Victoria tore her eyes away from Jack and gazed back into the deep blue eyes that had captivated her years before.
She shook her head at him.
"No...James. No."
"I love you." he repeated to her...
With this, she burst into fresh sobs and tried to push away from him, but he held her fast.
James turned to look at Jack, a look of hatred upon his face...
"I dare you to try."
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Post by ~~*Buffy Bloom*~~ on May 4, 2007 22:54:10 GMT
Evelyn let herself go, she buried her face into his chest, mumbling "I was so afraid, so afraid Will..." She clutched onto his shoulders, wanting to feel the comfort he gave her, to feel safe in his arms. He had saved her, he was the answer to her shouted prayers, and she was forever thankful...
She looked up at him, her eyes still filled with tears, "I can't even begin to..." she trailed off, taking in a quick breath. She let herself drop into his arms again, her body was shivering with exhaustion.
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Jack swallowed thickly, he almost faltered. He kept his stance, and kept a firm look in his eye, no matter how defeated he felt. This was a pirate captain...this was the other pirate captain, the first...
"If you love her so God damn much...let her go. Will she stay with you?" he asked him with narrowed eyes. He glanced at Victoria, and his eyes softened, would she...would she stay with him?
He felt so small. But he refused to surrender, he wouldn't give up, not without a fight. He'd made a promise and no matter what happens, he would keep that promise.
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Post by ~Charlotte~ on May 4, 2007 23:03:58 GMT
Will embraced her and kiss the top of her head tenderly, holding her close. He closed his eyes and closed his arms around her, just hushing her cries...
"It's allright now...everything is OK. We'll leave tomorrow. I'm sorry for doing this to you..." he whispered, kissing her cheek.
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James stared at Jack for a moment longer and then turned back to the wriggling girl in his arms...
"You said you loved me once..." he asked,
"I was sixteen!" Victoria wailed back at him, wiping her eyes on her hand, "And things have changed. I have grown up, and we would never have been able to marry! We caused enough scandal...and you have plagued me ever since. James..."
She cupped his cheek and he closed his eyes at her touch...
"James...we cannot do this. Listen. I do not love you anymore." She said gently.
He looked as though an arrow had pierced his heart. His face crumpled into a mixture of agony and rage. He bowed his head, lowered his eyelids and kissed her forehead gently. She trembled at the touch and shut her own eyes...
"If you will not let me love you...then no man should be able to..." he muttered.
Her eyes flew open as she realised what he was implying. He brought a pistol up in his good hand and held onto her tiny waist with his Hook persistently digging into her stomach. He placed the barrel to her forehead and she gasped, a sharp intake of breath...but her eyes never left his. She shook her head desperately...
"No..."
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Post by ~~*Buffy Bloom*~~ on May 4, 2007 23:13:19 GMT
Evelyn wiped away her tears, her eyes had gone red. She felt so tired, everything was drained away from her. She leaned on his shoulder for a moment, and steadied her breathing. After a few moments silence, she laid her head on his lap, "Don't be sorry...this is all my doing...it's my fault, my stupidity. I brought this on myself..." she spoke quietly, her voice quivering slightly.
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A shot rang out.
Without a second's thought, Jack had shot the pistol out of Hook's hand with precision. The pistol fell to the floor, and immediately he pulled the trigger again, this time the bullet shot through James' hand. He quickly grabbed Victoria, pulling her away and holding her protectively, "Dare to move and you'll lose that hand too." he said fiercely, the pistol was dead still in his steady hand. His eyes glowed with rage, he could kill him right now. He should kill him, he moved the pistol and pointed at his chest.
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Post by ~Charlotte~ on May 4, 2007 23:22:32 GMT
Will looked down at her,
"Don't ever let me hear you say that again..." he said, gazing into her emerald eyes. He stood up and picked up her skirts, handing it to her before turning to face the door, allowing her to regain her modestly.
He was thinking about when he'd first entered the room...he had seen something that made him shiver even now, and he prayed that it was his imagination
He waited patiently for her to dress before turning around to take off the choker that she still wore. He threw it on the floor and took her hand..."Come on Evelyn...well..." he smiled at her and put on his high voice..."Lady O'Malley now..."
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Hook's face contorted with pain and he placed his hand to his breast to stem the flow of blood, glaring at the both of them. Victoria placed a gentle but shaky hand on Jack's pistol and drew it down...staring at James as though she had never seen him before in her life. Still clutching Jack, she buried her face in his shirt. The man before them shook his hook menacingly, swore loudly before adding,
"Mark my words Victoria de Bourbon, you will be sorry...you will rue the day you left me for your riches and your Kings."
Hearing this, Victoria lifted her head with pride and glowered at Hook as he began to move hastily away down the corridor. The hall became quiet and still, the sounds of battle fading as the pirates were defeated...
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Post by ~~*Buffy Bloom*~~ on May 4, 2007 23:34:47 GMT
Evelyn frowned a little at the thought, "Mmm...don't remind me..." she walked out into the corridor and turned round to face him, "Sir William Turner..." she smiled slightly. She leaned in, inches away from him, "Lady O'Malley and Sir Turner..." It became a whisper as her lips met his in a very tender, sweet kiss. She drew back slowly, "Thank you..."
She turned back round and made her way down the corridor to her room. It was quiet in the corridors, and she hadn't even known that there had been a battle. It was a bet, true. A silly gamble they had made, never would she have imagined that the circumstances would have become reality. But it had...and to be very honest, she felt within herself that she kissed him for more than that. She arrived at her door and stopped, she touched her lips and managed to smile. It was something quite different.
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Jack obeyed Victoria's wishes. He didn't shoot the man, he let him go, but knew he'd regret it.
"Victoria..." he began, his face suddenly soft but filled with sadness, "I don't know how I can tell you..." he swallowed thickly. "I'm so sorry...Admiral Charles is..." he looked away for a moment, "...he died..." the last words were almost a whisper.
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Post by ~Charlotte~ on May 4, 2007 23:40:53 GMT
Will touched his lips, and despite the terrible events that had passed, he nearly skipped out the room with joy. He headed quietly back to the hall to help clear up the mess...
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Victoria put a hand to her head and moaned softly, more tears spilling from her eyes...
"Oh..." she whispered back to him...she could say nothing more. She held Jack tightly and pressed her lips to his, shaking with sorrow as she did so, holding onto him for safety, for fear she might faint. Eventually, she released him, and said in the tiniest voice...
"We must leave here at once...take me away Jack Sparrow...and we shall never come back...I am yours."
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Post by ~~*Buffy Bloom*~~ on May 8, 2007 20:30:03 GMT
When Rory turned to see that Evelyn had returned, he had the most concerned look on his face. "I was lookin' for ya everywhere, where've y'been Evie?" he quickly came to her and saw cuts and bruises on her face, her arms and neck..."What happened? Did they attack you? Bl**dy pirates! I was worried they'd get to yer...that somethin' might happen..." he trailed off as he went to the bathroom to get a towel. He came back and attended to her wounds, gently patting and cooling them. "I don't even know where they came from...just crashed through and started killin' people at random..."
Evelyn quickly adjusted to the situation, "Yeah...yeah I wasn't armed or anythin', they caught me unawares...y'know. I'm just...sore, fell down the stairs when one of them got me from behind." She didn't want him to know. If he ever found out, he'd massacre the lot of them. She winced as he patted her bruised, bleeding head, she took the towel from him and went to the bathroom to undress and take a shower. She couldn't even bear to be naked in front of him. Not now.
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Jack embraced Victoria tightly, "I would Victoria...we'd leave now, sail away to wherever the winds take us, far, far away from here. Just you and I...just us..." he pulled back and stroked her cheek, "...but I'm not sure if that's really what you want. I would take you away, now, forever, we'd leave this moment, but you may regret it..."
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Post by ~Charlotte~ on May 8, 2007 20:55:18 GMT
Will arrived in the banqueting hall and surveyed the damage. The King, Queen and other notable courtiers had vanished, rushed to safety at the first opportune moment. Only a few soldiers, guards and other men floated about, picking at the damage, repairing windows and tending to the wounded. Will flinched with shock as he saw the body of the Admiral being covered in a sheet. He felt rage build up inside him...and headed over the the Duke of York, who was surveying the scene with a look of deep sadness.
"These are terrible times Sir Turner..." James spoke gently, "And I am making you personally responsible for finding the men who did this. And dealing with them. Take who you will and whatever supplies you need." He turned his strong Stuart face to him and nodded before following some men out of the room.
Will felt his hand reach around the hilt of his sword as he swore revenge on the men who did this to the palace...the everyone and to Evelyn...he already knew who to start with...but first he had to find Jack.
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Victoria shook her head.
"I don't know what I want anymore." She gulped back a few more sobs and put a hand to her head, a little bruise forming from where the barrel of the gun had pressed deep into her pale skin. She sighed deeply and let out a little groan.
"I don't want to be here...I'm going to my rooms." Then she shook her head...
"No. I can't go there...it's too dangerous to be alone. Can I please come to your rooms?" She looked up at him through dark wet lashes....
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Post by ~~*Buffy Bloom*~~ on May 8, 2007 21:03:32 GMT
Evelyn locked the door and stepped into a tub of icy cold water. She sat herself, knees up, cradling herself as she tried to extinguish the flames inside her body. She was aching and throbbing, and in being alone, in her own privacy, broke down and began to sob.
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Jack wiped away her tears and smiled kindly, "Of course you can, you don't even need to ask..." He felt such a need to protect her, to make everthing safe for her, to wipe her tears, hold her hand, make her smile...
He took her hand, "I won't even blink an eye, I'll just watch over you, how's that?"
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Post by ~Charlotte~ on May 8, 2007 21:15:07 GMT
Will decided to avoid Evelyn's rooms. He knew she was with Rory, and no doubt wanted to be alone. Instead, he sought out another man from her life...Henry Morgan. He hunted through the now empty corridors, the occasional echoing cry haunting him and making him jump a little...
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Victoria kissed his hands gently and wiped her eyes with her silk sleeve. Her royal blue gown was in a small state of disarray and her hair had tumbled down her shoulders.
"Lead the way..." she spoke gently, keeping her eyes lowered.
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Meanwhile in a small rented room in a tavern near the Thames, Hook bandaged his injured hand.
"It will heal..." Frederick said, dabbing his neck wound with a damp cloth, watching him cautiously. Reginald sat in the corner, drowning his despair in strong ale.
"I swear de Bourbon...either I'll have your sister or I'll kill her. Or both of you."
"James my old friend," Frederick said casually, flopping onto a chair near Reginald, who edged away from him, "We need another plan. That damned Sparrow and Turner...ruined everything. I say we kill them. Then you can have Victoria, and I can kill that bloody witch O'Malley. I swear to God...I will kill everyone she cares about, and then I will kill her. I cannot go back to Whitehall for a while...and so I offer you my service...and our ships."
He raised a glass to the Captain and drank deeply.
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Post by ~~*Buffy Bloom*~~ on May 8, 2007 21:25:40 GMT
Henry was washing his shirt, which was stained with blood splatter from the fight. He cleaned the minor cut he had on his chest and hung his shirt to dry. Sighing, he approached a desk covered in paperwork. He sat himself down and began jotting and scribbling, but his mind was elsewhere...Evelyn. Henry was desperate to heal old wounds, to go back to a time when he was truly happy, when a young Irish girl had stolen his heart and it filled him with joy to see her grow and evolve into a young pirate, a young woman. He put down his quill and scratched his head. There must be something he could do. He knew that there were some remains of the past...he felt it when their eyes met, when they embraced and even for a brief moment, she was his again...
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Jack took Victoria to his room. He opened the door for her and lit some candles. He kept it quite dim, and his brown eyes glistened in the candlelight. The flames danced and created brilliant shadows in the room.
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