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Kidnapped by Pirates

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Life on Mars

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Jan 9, 2009
It was nearing nine o'clock when they came ashore, a large group of men carried by rowboat to the jungle beach that surrounded the land. The were far from the normal harbor, there goals necessitating that they approach the town from far less obvious means. They were all seafaring men, their skin tan and leathery from working in the sun and their walk that of a man more used to the rocking of a ship than dry land. Of course, it was there scars and weaponry that gave away there true identities: pirates, and from there leers and grumblings they were far from the ordinary brand.

Their Captain was first to step on shore, standing over 6 feet in height and with broad shoulders he cut an impressive figure. He was dressed in simple breeches and black boots, with a white laced up shirt that showed off an impressive chest. He was armed from head to toe, with several pistols aloung his baldric and a menacing cutlass at his side. He took off his tri-corner hat to wipe of the beads of sweat from his forehead, calling his men to follow. "Be sharp you dogs, I want to catch them in their bunks."
 
Lucille had finally gone to bed that night, her father had wanted to have a long talk with the family after dinner. Of course it had been nothing of interest to her. Talk of security and the need for the daughters to appear more proper in public. Her younger sister had swung her skirt aimlessly the entire time they went shopping last week, and rumors had spread about indecent parenting.

Exhausted and annoyed, she had hit the bed immediately, sending out the maid who wanted to change her into a nightgown. Now she was fast asleep, turning and twirling the bed so that the covers twisted around her legs.
 
The crew of cutthroats marched through the jungle, eying the lights from the townspeople's homes with evil intent. Their Captain led the march, keeping them quite and stealthy as they readied for the attack.

They were close now, able to make out a few guards manning the town border. If they were to attack now they would certainly overpower them and make it through, but that would cost them the element of surprise. No, they had a different sort of plan to take this town. As they waited, their distraction was already nearing the port armed and ready.

In the harbor several sailors watched as a large sloop sailed into port, not slowing down it's speed as it approached the other ships already tied off. They tried to hail her but to no avail, and without warning the ship collided with one of the navies men-of-war and exploded in a towering inferno that shot burning rubble into the air, threatening to ignite the other boats and nearby homes. It had been a fire ship, one laced with gunpowder and oils and set to blow and acted as the perfect distraction for the pirates as all the guards rushed to the port to see what was happening.
 
A loud noise suddenly woke Lucille. Her face groaned into her pillow, and she opened one bright blue eye. "What?" She asked into the air. The young girl heard commotion downstairs, women yelling and her baby sister crying. She raised her head a bit, and then flicked her head to the other side, so she could see her window. She had a view of the port from it, but instead of the normal calm water, there were flames arising from a boat.

"Huh?" The brunette sat up into her bed, and ran her fingers through the long curls. A maid ran by her room, and she heard her knocking on her younger brother's door. What in the world was going on outside? Kicking the covers off of her, Lucille went to the window, and peered outdoors. It seemed the whole town was outside, running towards the fiery scene.
 
As the guards ran by them, their ranks broken and order destroyed, the Captain yelled out. "ATTACK!" The pirates let out a loud, inhuman yell and charged forward, pistols firing and cutlasses drawn. The guards turned to face this new threat but where quickly overwhelmed, the surprise attack catching them totally unawares. Their screams mixed with those of the citizenry who witnessed the pirates charge. The dead bodies of the town guard hit the ground one by one as the pirates began to flood the city, breaking into homes and killing men and subduing the woman for later use.

Captain Rogers watched as his men ransacked the homes around them while others dealt with the returning guards. He had no worries as before the night was over the whole town would be his. Looking towards the hill he set his sights on the large mansion that looked over the town and calling some of his men to him he matched onward towards the grand prize.
 
Lucille ran out of her room as the scene finally hit her as reality. There was such commotion around her, it was unreal. Her five brothers and sisters were being rushed into a cellar downstairs. "Hello?!" She screamed, and a maid grabbed her by the arm. Her baby sister was crying, and her mother was trying to hush the child. Her father had a gun in his hand, and he handed it off to her brother, before grabbing his own.

"We need to go miss!" The maid yelled, and Lucille wiggled out of her grasp. Running back to her room she looked around for the small gray kitten she had been given for her birthday the week before. "Now! Leave the damned cat!" An older maid was trying to get her out now, and Lucille ignored her completely. With an annoyed huff the old woman left, and made her own way down to the cellar.
 
One thrown grenade and the front gate was blown open, aloung with the posted guards. The men stepped over the dead bodies without a second through and charged the door, kicking them off their hinges and raiding the house with war cries and shots of pistol. The servants unable to escape were caught in the attack, the men killed while the prettier maids where thrown to the ground and stripped then and there, taken on the wooden floorboards.

Roger himself searched the home for it treasures, pointing out the golds and valuable trinkets that lined the walls. Anything of value was taken, from the gold chandeliers to the expensive silk covering the windows. "I'll take the above, you lot take the below." With a few other men he made his way up the stairs, hoping to find the rumored riches this family held.
 
Lucille heard a bang, and the door to her home being broken open. Her head turned, and she heard another scream. At that moment she found her kitten, and scooped it up into her arms. The small creature mewed, and she covered its small mouth. "Hush Antoinette!" She whispered loudly, and then moved to her bed. "Stay quiet." She told the animal, and then crawled under the bed. Shoving a chest in front of where she got in, she peered through the crack between her bed skirt and the floor.

Women were screaming, but thankfully, she couldn't pick out her mother's or sister's. It was the maids. Still, her heart was thumping into her ears, and she wanted to cry. The cat cuddled against her neck, and she gently shushed it. "It'll be okay." She whispered.
 
Rogers drew his pistol, shooting a butler who came running down the hall inn the chest. The man hit the ground hard, blood pouring from his wound and staining the floor. He signaled for his men to search the rooms while he moved on, stopping in front of the door the butler's dying body lay in front off. Looking down he could see the pool of blood seeping under the door and into the room.

Heh, that seemed like a sign if any to him.

Raising his large boot he kicked the door hard, breaking the lock open and throwing the door open. It hit the wall with a loud BANG that shook the room, announcing Rogers presence. He took a step inside, his eyes scanning the room. It was a bedroom of some sort, obviously of someone important. He stepped inside, his cutlass drawn and ready to attack any who might be hiding.
 
Lucille jumped as she heard a shot, and she saw blood coming into her room. The kitten tried to move out from under the bed, but she grabbed the small creature and held her tightly. And just as she did so, the door was broken open. She wanted to scream, but kept herself from doing so. The large boots of a man came into view, and Lucille cuddled her kitten tightly.

The eerie sound of a cutlass being drawn sent chills through her body, and Lucille stroked the kitten in fear. The small animal began to purr quietly, and then mewed. Lucille gasped and covered the creatures mouth. Her heart seemed to stop beating, she her life was at risk now. She had to keep quiet.
 
As Rogers looked around the room three of his men came up from behind with a young woman in tow. It was one of Lucille's maids! One that had worked for her for years. Her face was streaked with tears of anguish and fear as she begged to be released.

"Found her hiding in the next room Capt'n" one of the pirates said. "Said she knew where the family was."

Captain Rogers looked her up and down, his blade pointed at her throat. "Well my dear? Care to reveal just where they're hiding?"

The maid's teary eyes looked directly into Lucille's under the bed, knowing fully well where her mistress was hiding. "They're in the cellar!" she shouted, "bu-but you won't get them! They have plenty of guns and-and you'll be killed!" She wouldn't hand over Lucille to these scum! Never!

Rogers looked her in the eye. "All of 'em are down there eh? Not a one of them left behind or out of the house?" The maid nodded, still not budging. Rogers let out a sigh, "I don't believe you. Strip her boys."

The maid let out a scream as she was pushed to the ground, her clothes torn off as the pirates hands moved over her skin. She looked at Lucille, trying to tell her to stay hidden.
 
Lucille looked shocked as her maid was pulled into the room. She hated her for a moment, for revealing where her parents and siblings were, but the pirates didn't seem to care about them at the moment. But, for some reason, she didn't let him know where Lucille was hiding, even though she had clearly seen her. A tear ran down the brunette's cheek as she saw her maid being pushed to the ground and stripped.

The gray kitten saw the familiar face, and meowed loudly, trying to get her attention. "Shush!" Lucille gasped, and then hid the kitten under her hand. Unfortunately, as she did this, a few of her fingers poked beneath her bed skirt. Immediately hiding it, she scooted under the middle of her bed.
 
Everyone froze at the sound of the kitten, but only Rogers saw the fingers disappearing under the bed. With an evil gleam in his eye he reached down and grabbed the edge of the bed frame and with his impressive strength lifted the bed up and pushed it aside, revealing the young maiden hidden underneath.

"Well well," he said with a smirk, "what have we here?"

Reaching down he grabbed her by the arm, lifting her up to face him while the maid screamed to leave her alone. "And who might you be my pretty little thing?"
 
Lucille curled into a tight ball when he grabbed the bed, and screamed as he pushed it aside. She didn't look up at him, as if she was pretending to be dead. She held her kitten close, even as he lifted her up to his face. "I-I-I-I...." She couldn't speak, and then turned her face away from the man, and pushed the small gray animal against her chest. Her eyes darted to the maid, who was having everything proper torn away from her.

Withstanding the pain from the men around her, the maid mouthed for Lucille to just tell him. "I'm L-Lucille Isaacs. The g-governor is my father." She mumbled quietly, and she tried to calm the frantic kitten in her arms.
 
Rogers smirked. "L-Lucille, is it?" he said, mocking her stutter. "A proper name for such a proper lady." He pushed aside her locks, taking a good look at her face. "Tell me, why would such a pretty little thing hide herself from me?"

Just then another crewman came up the stairs. "Captain, we found 'em. They're held up in the cellar but we can't..."

"I know!" Rogers barked, cutting him off. He looked down at Lucille, eying her young body with delight. "We have what we need. Take everything that ain't nailed down and lets shove off!" He let out an laugh as he said this, pulling Lucille with him as they marched out the door. Behind them the maid let out a cry as the pirates invaded her womanhood, violating her body against her will.

"And what be this little critter then?" Rogers said, taking he kitten by the scruff of its neck and holding up to look.
 
Lucille's entire face turned red as he mocked her, and touched her hair. She didn't dare speak, or try to remove herself from his grasp. She was in a very delicate situation, where any move could hurt her chances of survival. She moved her head further away from him as a man yelled at the captain. The sound of yelling had always bothered her, and now more than ever, it made her cringe.

She was aware of the strange looks he was giving her. She had seen men look at her like that before, but never had they gotten anywhere close to her. Now she was in his hands, and at his mercy. Finally a scream came from her as he pulled her out of the room. She couldn't be taken away from her home! From her family...

Her mind was brought back to reality as she lost the furry warmth of her kitten. "No!" She screamed as he held the kitten up to his face. "Please, let her go." She whined, scared that the worst would happen. "Just let me have her, please!"
 
He held up the helpless kitten and laughed at her as she tried to get it back. "And why should I lass? Do you have anything to offer? Any way to make me give it back?" He laughed as he dragged them both out of the house, the rooms around them ransacked and ruined. Her childhood memories of the home ripped apart one by one.

Dragging her outside he held the kitten to one of his shipmates. "Take the creature on board, but don't hurt it...yet." He looked back at Lucille with a grin. "So then lass, will you be givin' me any trouble this night?
 
"She is mine! Its not fair that you would take a helpless creature!" Lucille barked at him, and then shrunk back into her innocent position. This man had almost a foot of height over her, and ten times as much strength. Lucille was a lady. Ladies were meant to be soft, not strong. The girl was just as weak as her kitten that was held in the hands of this pirate captain.

"No!" Lucille cried again as he handed off her kitten, and the creature disappeared with one of the men. She watched the man walk off, until she could no longer see him. Finally she turned her attention to the captain with a glare. "I haven't given anyone trouble. Why should I start now?"
 
He patted her head as if she were a child, or worse, a pet. "That's to make sure you don't dod anything foolish lass. Wouldn't want ya to try runnin' off and gettin' yerself shot full of holes, would we?" He laughed at this and starting making his way towards the jungle, fully expecting her to follow him or else risk being attacked by the other pirates and see her kitten killed. As they approached the dense jungle he scooped her up in his arms and carried her, bridal style. "Don't want ya getting that fancy dress muddy now."
 
Lucille followed the man, his words truly had put fear into her heart. If she turned back, would she get shot? Would her family be attacked once again. She watched the ground as she walked, trying to avoid stickers that were in the ground or sharp rocks. Her delicate feet were not used to walking around her house without covering, let alone outside in the wild. Still, when the captain scooped her up off the ground, she screamed and kicked her legs.

When she looked down she saw a spider crawling around, and then decided that she didn't want down on the ground at all. No, now she wrapped her arms around her neck, so that if he dropped her, he would go down too. "Where are we going?"
 
The girl looked like she hand't set foot on bare soil before in her life. That would make this all the more fun. "We be going back to my ship, The Good Fortune" Rogers told her. "She be a fine vessel, fit for a girl of such noble stature as yerself." He said this with a hint of dark humor, knowing she would understand once she saw it.

When they reached the beach many of the pirates were already getting ready to set sail in the rowboats. Taking the first one Roger set Lucille down next to him and ordered them to shove off. Around them his crew had bountiful treasures stolen from the town including several other young girls that Lucille would recognize from her families parties. They all looked terrible frightened as the pirates pawed and leered at them. None touched Lucille though, as one look from their Captain told them she was off limits to anyone but him.

"There she be," he remarked gesturing to the large ship coming into view. It was black and battle-worn, with several cannon mounted at its sides. Scars from battles marked its hull and the sails were covered in repaired patches. "Welcome to yer new home, lass."
 
Lucille rolled her eyes when the man spoke of his ship. She doubted that any pirate ship was fit for any girl, except for the few whores that worked the streets. The brunette cringed as she was set into a rowboat, and she looked shocked as she saw the faces of other girls. She knew a few of them, but their names escaped her. Lucille was never the most social girl, she spent most of her time to herself. Still, her heart went out to those girls around her. By the looks of it, Lucille was the property of one man. These girls belonged to whoever wanted her at that moment.

"Its not my new home." She mumbled, looking over the ship. "Its a temporary visit." The ship was large, and it looked fairly old. But still, at least it wasn't as crowded as most of the ships she had heard of. New settlers came on tiny boats that barely had enough room for half the people on them. "Whats your name?" She asked with an annoyed tone. Perhaps if she was able to know him better, he would thin more before hurting her.
 
"Ah, where are my manners?" he said in a mock tone. Removing his hat he gave her a bow, a devilish smirk on his face as he looked down at her. "I am Captain Nathanial Rogers, the leader of the merry band of entrepreneurs." Several of his shipmates laughed at the joke at Lucille's expense, knowing their captain was far from a gentleman.

As they reached the ship a rope ladder was thrown down to them while some stayed behind to host the boat up. Rogers simply lifted Lucille over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and carried her up himself much to the enjoyment of his crew. Setting foot on deck he placed her on her feet where she was immediately set upon by scarred rogue.

"Who the little bitch then, Capt'n?" the pox-marked man said with a leer. He reached a grubby hand out towards her, feeling up her breast before Rogers bashed him upside the head.

"Off with ya! She not be for touchin'!" He growled at him. "She's the one we're gonna ransom off to that rich father o' hers!" He placed an arm around her, pulling her into his large chest. "Any man who thinks of laying a finger on her will answer to me! If you want to settle your lusts sample the others females we brought aboard." Several screams from the other women went out as the were hurled on board at that moment, not having the same protecting Lucille had from the like of these devils.
 
For once, Lucille decided to return his sarcastic tone. "Sir." She lifted her skirt slightly in a curtsy, and then she immediately rolled her eyes. Nathaniel... Sounded much too gentlemen like to be his name. Once they finally came to the ship, the brunette felt herself being lifted far too high for her liking, and she squealed. Closing her eyes tightly she tried to avoid the scene below, of the hooting men and terrified girls, along with the frighteningly dark sea.

Upon arrival to the deck, Lucille jumped back at the sight of the man. His skin was covered with dark circles, the sign of pox. Gulping, she immediately moved back as he reached for her. "Stop!" She screamed as he touched her, but thankfully, Roger hit him harshly. For once, she was glad to be in his grasp, and far away from this man. To be honest, he didn't smell as completely awful as the rest of this crew. But, he was a captain. They were different from the other pirates.

The girl was grateful for his threat to the rest of his men. At least she would be kept safe... At least from the others. Realizing they were now on the boat, Lucille looked up to her captor, and gulped. "Can I please have my kitten back now?" She asked, trying to sound as sweet as possible. "I just don't want her hurt... And someone could throw her overboard! Or hurt her... If you let me have her, I'll... I'll try to help you get more money.'
 
He looked down at the much younger woman with a glint in his eye and stroked his chin in thought. "Well now, did I say you could have your kitten back? I don't recall I did." He grinned at her, slapping one of his crew on the back. "What do you think? Should we give the little girl her kitten?"

The pirate laughed, deep and evil, and looked her over with his one good eye. "Ohh, maybe not Capt'n. We need some good meat for supper tonight. You know we ran out o' pigs to slaughter."

The pirates got a laugh out of that, especially Roger. Seeing her reaction to what they could do to her cat was priceless. "Settle down now lass, we're only fooling." He patted her shoulder and started to walk her across the deck. "Your kitten would have been taken to my personal quarters, so there's no need to fret. As for your fathers money, we'll get to that bit later."
 
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