Black Raven

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- Chapter Three -

"An assassin." Jack echoed looking at the woman sceptically.

"Aye. But I really haven't got the time to explain." She said, while she crouched down and grabbed her hat, that was next to the corpse. Not surprisingly enough it was black, which just fitted in with the rest of her dark appearance. "Got to catch up on some things."

She placed the hat on her head, and stood back up. Scowling briefly at the corpse, she started to walk off. Much to Jacks amusement she actually walked more like a man, none of the closely held legs which women tended to do. Instead she had wide strides, even so she didn't do it severely enough for her to look daft.

Jack was about to walk away himself, when she spun around to look back at him, though she took a few steps backwards.

"Oh, and Sparrow. Me name's Raven." She smirked idly at him, then turning back she continued into the distance.

Raven? What kind of name's Raven?

Jack raised an eyebrow, he glanced again in wonder at the corpse. Jack studied it for a couple of moment. What exactly had Raven been after?

The man, who Jack had realised had once been Bart Gallagher, a local drunk, didn't just have his throat slit, as he first thought. There appeared to be various small cuts on the left of his face, his left eye was also rather puffed out, as though he had taken a sharp blow there.

Whatever Raven had been after she hadn't found, and Bart had paid the price. Whatever she was looking for she was willing to kill for.

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A little later on Raven was back aboard her own ship, which had been docked not too far away from the infamous Black Pearl. She was sitting in her cabin, with her booted feet resting up on the table. When she heard a rap upon the door she barely even cast a gaze over. She was too busy just gazing at a grain of wood.

"Enter." The door opened and in walked a young man with dirty light brown hair, and surprisingly deep blue eyes.

"Captain. Did ye get what ye wanted." Asked Malone, he had his duty as Raven's first mate, a position that he hadn't had for long, but he performed the duty well enough.

"Nay. I didn't Lad. The information that Willy gave me was wrong." Raven dropped her feet down from the desk with a thump and pulled herself up. She strode across the room to a drawer that was next to her bed, and pulled out a bottle of rum from the stash that kept there. She liked to have it close to hand.

She pulled the cork out with her teeth before spitting it over her shoulder, and took herself a long swig. She let out a satisfied sigh then wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, she then looked back at Malone.

"We'll stay in port for another day. One way or another I will find it."

Malone duly nodded, he knew that when his Captain set her mind on something, she would carry it through until the end. For this he respected her, and it was for this reason why he was glad to have her as his captain.

"I'll make the crew aware." Malone then turned to leave the cabin, though her calling to him made him pause in his tracks.

"Oh, and Malone?"

"Aye Captain?"

"Wake me up at dawn. I'm gonna pay Willy a little visit." Malone nodded with a small knowing smile.

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