Cordelia, Daughter of the Sea
Sides Don’ Matter
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style='font-size:16.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'>“Sides Don’ Matter”
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Only mere seconds existed between The Black Pearl
once again docking at Lyon and the crew departing the ship.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Anamaria, Gibbs, and a few others were
prepared to find Cordy – Jack was prepared to kill Ahriman.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> As the group started into town Jack spotted Dolon,
slumped against a wall. The man was
covered in blood, but still conscious as he’d managed to stop his bleeding.
“Sparrow,” Dolon said hoarsely, weakly motioning for
him to come over. Jack went to him,
followed by Anamaria and company.
“Ye don’ look so good, mate,” Jack said coldly.
“’E’s gone mad,” Dolon said.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> “Need another deck hand?style="mso-spacerun: yes"> I seem t’ be out o’ work.”
Jack let a smirk cross his face.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> “An’ ye wan’ t’ switch sides now, eh?”
“Sides don’ matter now, mate, I ain’ got a problem with
ye, ye ne’er crossed me, jus’ Ahriman.”
“Crew’s a bit full mate, but if ye’d like yer own
ship, I’m plannin’ on killin’ Ahriman as soon as I find the bastard.”
Dolon strained to sit up a bit more.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> “Better get yer lass first, Sparrow, before
someone else beats ye t’ ‘er.”
Jack’s eyes grew wide. “Where is she?”
“Milady’s.”
“A bloody brothel?”
Jack’s voice became angry. “’E
put ‘er in a brothel?”
“Jus’ so ye know, ‘e wasn’ lyin’ before, she is a
Barbossa, but she didn’ ‘ave a clue.
She didn’ lie t’ ye like ye thought.”
Anamaria spoke up.
“Why are ye bein’ so givin’ with yer information?style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Why should we believe any o’ this?”
Dolon took his hand away from his throat, alinaling
the gash beneath. “I tol’ ye, ‘e’s gone
mad.”
“’Is word’s enough for me right now,” Jack
said. “Ana, go get Cordy.”style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Anamaria nodded and left with the other
pirates following her. “Where is ‘e
now?”
“Lookin’ fer ye.
Stay out in the open an’ I’m sure ye’ll meet up with ‘im soon.”
Jack extended his hand to Dolon, helping him
up. “Thank you. for lettin’ me know
where Cordy is, I won’ try to make a fleet with yer ship.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Go get on it an’ stay o’ me eyesight for the
rest o’ yer life.”
Dolon smiled weakly. “Aye aye, Captain Sparrow.”
Dolon walked to the docks as quickly as he could in his condition.
Jack took a deep breath and began to walk the
streets of Lyon, his hand never leaving the handle of his sword.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> “Where are ye, ye dog?” he said to
himself. He made himself as high
profile as he could, hoping that Ahriman would find him sooner rather than
later.
Meanwhile, Anamaria and the others entered Milady’s.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> The women immediately began approaching the
male pirates, and they were not happy to be either ignored or turned down.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Anamaria asked several of the women where
Ahriman’s room was, but they wouldn’t give her a straight answer.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> an>Tan>The crew decided that they would simply
check room by room, but they didn’t have to.
After going upstairs, only one door was partially open and it was indeed
the door to Ahriman’s room. Dolon was
correct when he said it wasn’t locked.
Anamaria peeked her head in and immediately saw
Cordelia on the floor. She was still
unconscious, but no longer alone. Two
men were in the room and she could clearly hear one of them saying, “If she
ain’ awake, she can’ expect us to pay.”
Heat rose in Anamaria’s body and she kicked the door open the rest of
the way.
“Get yer filthy ‘ands away from ‘er!” she yelled,
pulling her sword from her belt.
The men looked at her and laughed.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> The man who spoke earlier said, in a very
patronizing voice, “Now, lass, put tha’ away ‘fore ye ‘urt someone.”
Anamaria stepped aside and the rest of the pirates
walked in. Gibbs smiled and said, “Wha’
was tha’, mate?” The men immediately
got up and fled from the room.
Anamaria knelt down next to Cordelia.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Her face was badly bruised from Ahriman
hitting her. “Cordy, can ye hear
me?” There was no response.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> She looked up at Gibbs.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> “She’s out cold.”
“D’ye think they…”
Gibbs refused to finish his thought.
“No, I think we got ‘ere before tha’.”style="mso-spacerun: yes"> She brushed Cordelia’s hair away from her
face and said, “Yer day’s not goin’ t’ get any better, but at least gettin’ on
the ship won’ be a fight.” She rose up
from the floor and motioned for Cordelia to be picked up.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Gibbs nodded and did so.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Anyone that crossed the pirates’ path as
they left the building was met with fists.
Anamaria silently prayed that they could get Cordelia on the ship and
out to sea before she woke.