Capítulo 22: The end of the battle (Part 2)
PAM! PAM! PAM!
Until...
Chaf! Clanc!
Marlon fell to the ground after being pelted from all directions, not counting the injuries and exhaustion he had accumulated until now
Marlon lost that battle and Narthad also the war...
"LEECH! LEECH! LEECH!
Good job Albert, you earned your salary today!
You will be amply rewarded when we reach the base!" Said Captain John, congratulating the one who had suddenly become one of his favourite subordinates.
He was so pleased that his timely appearance had saved his life that he even glossed over many suspicious details, such as the condition of the unconscious woman he was carrying, the fact that her clothes were ripped in certain quite specific parts or that he had taken so long to come to help
"Thank you very much captain!
I was just doing my duty!" Answered Albert, who thought he had used all the good luck he could accumulate in his life at that precise moment.
Instead of bringing the hostages quickly to the main street and immediately fighting as ordered, he had proceeded to rape one of the hostages outside the battlefield while the others risked their lives and also causing the death of a colleague also due to his irresponsibility.
However, by kidnapping the right woman and showing up at the right time, he had possibly saved the lives of the entire crew!
And not only that!
The captain, in addition to saving his life, wasn't going to punish his pathetic behaviour, on the contrary, he was going to be rewarded!
Without a doubt, Albert had had incredible luck, quite the opposite of his other companions still alive.
"And you...
YOU STILL HAD BULLETS!!!
COWARDLY FUCKING LIARS!!!" Shouted John the Leech furiously, who threw the two pistols he had in his hands, now devoid of bullets, towards the heads of their owners.
Two owners who didn't shoot Marlon while John and Smith were risking their lives since they feared that their shots would be reflected towards themselves as it happened with some of their companions
AAHHH!!
OUCCHHHH!!!
Ignoring the two cowards whose skulls he almost crushed open, John advanced towards his first officer, who was lying on the ground in the rubble of the house he had been thrown into earlier.
His appearance wasn't good at all, aside from all the injuries he had received during the fight, Marlon's final attack had been devastating, especially for his head...
His face was totally deformed and he was bleeding from every orifice!
John wasn't a doctor, so he didn't know how many bones had broken due to Marlon's iron grip, but he sensed that they couldn't be few or easy to repair. A normal person would have died with those injuries, however, both of them had survived serious injuries like this before, so he didn't lose hope.
"Smith?
Smith!
You're still alive?" John asked, visibly worried about the possibility of losing his best asset.
"Uh...uh...
I'll survive... I think...
Uahhh...
You... are also injured captain... you need to see a doctor..." Smith answered with difficulty, who dreamed of being in a strange river of blood before waking up all thanks to hearing the voice of his beloved captain
"You're the one who's screwed up friend...
Somebody take him to the ship's bed and treat his wounds...
The next time the doctor will stay on the ship, luckily there's one at the base..." Said John lamenting the death of the only doctor on the ship and leaving Smith in care of one of his crew members who could still move and was minimally knowledgable medicine.
And after being compassionate giving the rest of the day off to a single worker for health reasons, the tyrant and exploiter John the Leech returned to the scene "Those who continue to live regardless of whether it's difficult for you to move or not, take the women and everything you see of value in the houses...
Fortunately or unfortunately we now have a little more space on the boat...
When you're done, come back here..."
"YES CAPTAIN!" The eight filler crew members who were still alive answered and they began to work, even if they had to do it limping or dragging themselves on the ground.
Seeing how all his semi-slaves followed his orders to provide him with profits in exchange for not killing them and a modest salary in cash and in kind, John cleaned his most serious wounds and set out to do what all the cartoon exploiters were doing these days, have extravagant fun
And in the case of John the Leech, his favourite pastime was to martyr the rest of the living beings around him, especially the most defenceless and those who had lost almost everything. It didn't take him long to locate his ideal victim, Sara Gonzalez, a girl who cried near her father's body with her little brother while she watched helplessly as the pirates took her mother to the ship.
"Tell me girl, do you know why everyone calls me The Leech?" John asked trying to make his voice sound as disgustingly unpleasant as possible as he grabbed the girl with one hand and her father's corpse with the other and carried them to where the unconscious Marlon lay before the helpless gaze of Edu, his little brother, who couldn't speak or move for fear
And seeing that the girl, either out of fear, hatred or to show strength, stopped crying and didn't answer his question, John answered himself
"It's because I don't like to kill my victims like other pirates...
You know, most kill by lopping off heads, piercing hearts, and other types of murder that result in instant and certain death.
In my case, I like that they die slowly making their veins completely empty of blood...
You know, bleed to death..." John the Leech said as he dropped the corpse of Sara's father next to Marlon and took the opportunity to taste the blood of one of his greatest enemies to this day, thus increasing his disgust index even more.
And after that he continued with his monologue while he focused Sara's gaze towards the corpse of his father, some of her neighbour and also towards the adults who were still alive but injured, as was the case with Marlon
"It's a pity that many in this village have died from other causes even though they haven't put up any resistance, this is something that goes against my policies, I am truly sorry...
LEECH! LEECH! LEECH!
To compensate for this mistake I will give your mayor the great privilege of dying in my favorite way although I should kill him immediately under normal circumstances...
Nevertheless..."
Suddenly John drew his saber and...
SLASHHHHHHH!!!
In a single blow he severed the huge, muscular right arm of the unconscious Marlon, making the huge pool of blood under and around Marlon considerably larger.
"KIAHHHHHH!!!"
A heinous act that once again terrified Sara, that she couldn't help but scream...just like it happened before.
"Much better this way!
Seeing him with two arms and one leg was giving me OCD!
LEECH! LEECH! LEECH!" Said John who took it out on Marlon's amputated arm, which he kept cutting into smaller and smaller pieces, only to finally clean the blood from his saber with his tongue.
And seeing that other heinous act happening just inches away from her and her father's corpse, for whom she felt responsible for his death, Sara finally burst into tears again "Sniff...
Sniff...uhhh...
BUAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!"
"You don't need to worry little one...
Unlike other pirates we don't kill little boys or little girls
If we killed the little boys in the future there would be no hard working men to be robbed and killed by us if we ever decide to come back for a visit.
In the same way, if we killed the little girls in the future there would be no beautiful women to take to our ship and enjoy
In fact, I already look forward to visiting this town in about ten years to pick you up just like we did with your mother.
LEECH!! LEECH!! LEECH!!" John said in an even more disgusting way than before as he examined Sara's face, touching it with his bloodstained hand, to finally drop her on her father's corpse with an even greater trauma than the one she had already accumulated
After that, John killed time by further injuring the villagers who were still alive and who he believed hadn't been injured enough.
SLASHHH!!
SLASHHH!!
SLASHHH!!
SLASHHH!!
Until finally his men finished carrying out his orders and they all went to report to him in an almost military manner
"Captain!
The women are already chained on the ship!
At the same time the ship is already full, although there are still houses to loot, unfortunately..." Said Albert, who was still trying to accumulate points against his captain
After his stellar performance… at least in the eyes of others… more or less become the second-in-command in Smith's absence, something that, among other things, was using right now in his favour to prevent his colleagues from going to rob a certain house
A house that could surely contain incriminating evidence against him, such as the body of his partner and certain signs that they had been eating and raping...
Good job Albert!
Let's get off this shitty island at once..." John said almost cheerfully to his second favorite subordinate... to suddenly change his mood 180 degrees when addressing his two least favorite subordinates "Except you two...
Did you think I had forgotten about you?
That you wouldn't be punished for lying to me and acting like cowards?"
"Ca…
Cap…
Captain?" The two pirates who hadn't fired at Marlon when ordered stammered in terror, especially knowing what his captain used to do with subordinates who disappointed him
It was no exaggeration to say that those who had done anything remotely similar to what the two of them had done today used to envy the good treatment their gang gave to those they used to loot.
"Under normal circumstances you would be executed in a painful way...
But as you can see now we are short on staff...
So to redeem yourself you have two options..." John said as he grabbed the two low pirates by their heads and focused them towards the sky, specifically towards a small column of smoke that came from somewhere to the north of the island
"Do you see that column of smoke coming from the other end of the island?
There must be someone there who we haven't said good night to
Go there, kill him and bring me his head... or their heads...
If you can't, you'd better get back to base in one of these tattered boats with something valuable..." Said John who threw the two cowards to the ground, in the direction of the forest and pointed to some of the fishing boats that were on the dock, giving them an ultimatum "If you get both, it may even allow you to participate in the party if you arrive on time...
...
WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR!
RUN LIKE THE CHICKENS YOU ARE!"
"Yes...
Yes captain!" The two cowardly pirates shouted as they ran in fear towards the forest, in the direction of that column of smoke, which they didn't know exactly where it was or how to get there.
And John, when he finally lost sight of those two defective products, he said to the rest of the crew as he made his way toward the ship, stepping over dead bodies, future dead bodies, and heartbroken children "Let's go guys...
Don't let this little mishap spoil our day
I had promised you a great party tonight!
I don't want to see anyone downhearted!"
Although he was really thinking 'DAMN ALL!
We almost died!
More than half of the expedition has died here! Smith is almost dead! And I'm fucked up too!
And for what!? For a little of scrap!?
I screwed up this time...
Well… at least the base is near here
Ouch!!! All my body is in pain…'
"YES CAPTAIN!!" The other pirates answered energetically, following the example of their captain, they got on the ship, hoisted sails and left the village
A village with the streets totally destroyed and full of blood, which gushed from the multiple corpses of pirates and civilians on the ground and also from the lucky or poor unlucky ones who were barely still alive...
Lives that would end when much of their blood ended up on the ground already saturated with the blood of the corpses
In that small town now painted red and plagued with death and tragedy, nothing was heard but the sound of blood dripping on the ground, the tears of children falling on that blood of their family and friends and obviously the screams of agony generated by those tears
Only three children who weren't even ten years old remained conscious in the streets of the town although they wanted to believe that they were inside a horrible nightmare... a nightmare from which they couldn't wake up no matter how much they wanted to.
A horrifying nightmare in which they would soon become the only survivors of that carnage in which they couldn't do anything before or now except to cry helplessly while they saw how everyone around them died…
Alone…
They were completely alone and helpless in that big and cruel world in which only the sound of blood flowing, their tears falling, their screams of agony and...
Clanc... clanc...
And some heavy and irregular footsteps that approached them slowly, overwhelming the broken hearts of the three infants, who looked with terror and barely being able to breathe in the direction of that sound.
Clanc... clanc... Clanc...
After having lived through this great tragedy, the terrified minds of those children were only capable of imagining the worst possible scenario about the origin of those steps...
Perhaps it was the pirates who had gone into the forest and were returning to the village to finish the job they had started.
Perhaps it was one of the huge beasts that inhabited the forest, which had come to the village guided by the smell of fresh blood, which covered their small bodies.
Or maybe it was something much worse, something they couldn't even imagine...
Clanc... clanc... Clanc... clanc... Clanc...
But fortunately for them, those steps represented hope...
"Kids...
Ahhh...
This is no time to cry...
Ahhhhh...
I need your help...
No...everyone needs it..." Norman said as he walked with great difficulty towards the survivors, carrying with him his white coat stained with the blood that escaped from the bandage that covered his abdomen and carrying medical equipment
A large amount of medical equipment and supplies that used to be heavy for him even under normal circumstances
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