Pirate England Xreader CH7

Pirate England XReader CH7





There you say across from Francis as you picked at your food.

“You have hardly touched your food, what is bothering you l’amour?” Francis asked

“I’m just not hungry.” You replied quietly.

“But the cooks have made you your favorite dishes! What more could you ask for?”

You sat there silent.

“Ohohohoh non non, do not tell me that you are worried about those pirates!” He shouted

You flinched a bit and shook your head. “I’m not.”

“Then tell me what is wrong!” He commanded

You stood from your seat, angry and slammed your fists onto the table. “Don’t you dare speak to m e like you’ve done nothing wrong!”

“Being at sea with your father and uncle changed you! What happened to that lady I once knew!?”

“I was never a lady! My heart belonged at sea!” You stormed off, your frilly dress swooshing with your movements.

He clenched his fists and scowled “I will have you one way or another..”

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You paced in your room trying to figure out what you should do. ‘I have to get them out..’ you thought to yourself. And then it hit you, the perfect plan…

You quickly took action changing into your most form fitting and chest exposing dress. Then you shoved two more dresses in a bag along with fans and gloves.

You figured out a way to lace yourself up in the back, it was difficult but you didn’t have time to call for a maid and have her ask a million questions, with the help of your teeth and some contorting of your arms you were all laced up, your breasts practically popping out of the top of the dress. “He wants a lady huh? Well, he’s in for a surprise.” You smirked at your reflection in the mirror.

You made  you way down the hall to Francis’ office. You knocked ever so gently on the door.  “Entrer” He said in French

You opened the door and his eyes went wide. “Bonjour monsieur” you said sweetly and curtsying before him. “I came to apologize for earlier.”

He stood from his seat, his eyes never left your body. “No need, you’ve had a ‘hard’ few months..” He said approaching you

You pretended to be shy and innocent. “Oh monsieur~ Why are you looking at moi like that?”

He grabbed you by the hips and pulled you closer. “Because you are so beautiful, no man can resist you.” He said in a husky voice.

You tilted your head back exposing your neck. “But monsieur~ if you look at a lady like that she is bound to not act so lady like~”

He growled and attached his moth to your neck. You let out a surprised gasp for show. He moved you so you were up against his desk…

‘perfect..’ you smirked as you reached around and grabbed something blunt and hit him over the head with it. He fell to the floor limp with a light thud. “Do you really think it’s that easy Francis? You’re an idiot.”

You stripped him of his clothing and put it on yourself and grabbed his keys. You looked like your father dressed in the full Royal Navy attire…but it’s what you had to do. And for fun…you dressed Francis up in your dress and tied him to a chair. You left a note pinned to the front of the dress. “Pervert.” It said. You smiled and ran out the door taking the bag with the other two dresses with you, holding for dear life to that key…

You walked the streets keeping your head down, a few people saluted you, to keep the act up you saluted back, fallowing your father and uncle around gave you all that you would need to know about being a Navy man. It came in handy tonight as you walked to the prison.

Upon entering the prison you found the guard fast asleep. “Perfect.” You whispered as you tiptoed past him and down the halls. The cells were filled with men, young, old, half dead. Your heart sank, but who knows what they did to get in here, and you needed to find Mathew and Arthur.

“S-Sir… I’m so thirsty… p-please..” One man begged.

You stopped in your tracks and got the man a ladle full of water and held it up for him. He frantically sipped it down until was gone. “God bless you.” He said licking the droplets of water from his lips and chin.

You simply nodded towards him and walked further down the corridor.

Screams echoed through the cells and halls. You froze.. “Mathew…” You whispered You turned the corner in horror to see two other guards standing in front of the torture chamber door.

You hugged the wall with your back and shimmied back to the entrance of the prison, you need a weapon….

Quietly you slid the sleeping guard’s sword and gun from his hip. He stirred a bit but ended up snoring once again. You ran back down the halls two the two other guards.

They stood at attention when they saw you and saluted. “At ease.” You said in your deepest voice. “Open the door.” You commanded

“I’m sorry sir but the only one with access to this room is Officer Bonnefoy and Officer Antonio Fernandez Carriedo.” The one answered

“Leave him alone!”

Your eyes widened, that was Arthur’s voice….

“AHHH!!!!”

That was Mathew crying out in pain.

You drew your sword. “Open the door…”

They looked at each other, and then back at you. They laughed “Do you really think you are going to get away with this!?” They both drew their own swords.

You stepped back a bit, unsure on what to do now, you’ve never killed anyone, on purpose at least, the thoughts of the two men on Arthur’s ship entered your mind… those were both accidents… you pulled it together and got into a defensive stance ready to fight the two.

It wasn’t a really fair fight, two Navy men against a crosses dressing girl.

Swords clashed together as you tried to defend yourself. ‘What if I lose?’ you thought… then the images of your uncle and father entered your head. They were both smiling at you. ‘You can do it (Name)!’ they both said.

You were snapped from your badly timed day dream as a sword came down on you, in the nick of time you dodged but your hat flew off exposing your hair and face. They both froze, the tips of their swords at your neck.

“(N-Name)!” The one shouted pulling his sword away, the other fallowed suit.

You stood up. “Open the door!” You commanded. They looked at each other and shrugged as they opened the door.

Inside was a horrid sight. Arthur chained up on the wall ahead of you and Mathew was laid out in a wooden table. He was motionless and bleeding.

“Mathew!” You shrieked running to him.

Arthur lifted his head up and looked at you.  “(N-Name)!”

You turned just as an axe was coming down at you missing you and Mathew by a hair.

“Amtomio!” You shouted

He paused and looked at you for a moment. “(Name)! Why are you in here!?!” He demanded

All of a sudden Antonio fell to the ground. Behind him stood one of the guards holding a rock. “I’m not sure what’s going on, but your father and uncle were my mentors. Do what you need to do, I will help you.”

Mathew groaned and sat up. “Can you walk Mathew?” You asked going to his side.

He nodded

You unlocked his shackles and ran to Arthur. “I’m so sorry..” You whispered to him.

“Just get Mathew out of here!” He said harshly once you got his wrists free.

You nodded and threw one of the dresses at him. “Put this on.”

You helped Mathew off the table, he was wobbly but could walk. “Mathew, if you can, I need you to put this dress on…” You said

“Bloody hell I’m not dressing as a woman!” Arthur protested

“This is the only way I can get you guys through town! NOW HURRY!” Arthur went wide eyed at the tone of your voice and soon slipped the dress on, with the help of the guard, Scott, was his name, you got the other onto Mathew.

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“This is bloody embarrassing. I’m a pirate not a lady.” Arthur grumbled

“I’d have to agree, I’d must rather see you in this dress (name).” Mathew smiled, you knew he had to have been on so much pain yet he smiled for you.

You and Scott walked through town with the two girly pirates under your arms.

“Thank you Scott.” You said in a hushed voice. “But I do need one more favor.”

“What is it?” He asked

“I need you to go to my old house and get a hidden box from the attic. It should be in a rafter in the far right corner.”

“You knew where it was the whole time?” Arthur asked

You nodded. “It’s a hiding place I always used to hide my corset laces, so I didn’t have to ware the corset.” You smiled a bit at the memory. “It’ll be there,”

Scott nodded made it to the docks. You helped the two girly pirates onto the ship.

“Be careful Scoot.” You said handing him your gun, so that way he had two.

“Aye captain.” He saluted and off he went.

“Get Mathew to my cabin.” Arthur ordered and Allen came running heloing you get him inside.

Allen gave questioning looked at Arthur. “Don’t even you git!” Arthur growled as he stripped the dress off tossing it over board.

You got Mathew situated on the bed and got the dress off, then his tattered shirt. Allen grabbed fresh water and clean rags as you cleaned Mathew’s back. He cringed when you poured whisky on his back. “Shhhhh…” You shushed him softly. Soon he passed out.

“Allen go to the tavern and get the crew, I’m going after Scott.” Arthur said

“No, I’ll go after Scott, if anyone else shows up it’s better for me to talk my way out.” Before Arthur could protest you were already leaving the ship and running off to see Scott.

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You found Scott in the attic. He was holing the box you told him about. “Good.” You said taking the box. “Come on let’s go. If they find you helping pirates you’ll be hanged.”

You dragged him out of the house and back down to the docks. The crew was getting the ship ready to leave and you ran faster.

“Not, so, fast…” You and Scott turned to the familiar voice.

“Antonio! I was uhh..” Scott stuttered.

Antonio didn’t even say anything only drew his gun and shot Scott right between the eyes. “The penalty for treason and piracy is death.”

You screamed scrambling to your feet as the tears burned your cheeks. You looked back one last time at Scott’s dead body and ran to the dock.

You jumped grabbing the side of the boat.

Hand reached down and pulled you up, but not before you were sot in the side by Antonio.

“AFTER THEM! PRISA!” He commanded.

Other Naval officers raced to the ships.

Arthur carried you off to his room and set you down next to Mathew.

It was Alfred and Allen who stayed while Arthur took the wheel and as fast as he could got the hell out of there.

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The door opened to Francis’ office. The maid dropped her tray. “Monsieur!”

“Just untie me!” He shouted at her. As he struggled in his seat, in a dress, and a ‘Pervert’ signed pinned to him. “She’s dead! I will put an end to her Name! NO MORE (LAST NAMES)’S!!!”