.:After the Battle:. (1x1) (Locked, DON'T DELETE)

[Captain Kaycee]

Allegra began to open up her eyes for a moment, blinking a few times to try and regain her sight. She looked around again, seeing only pure darkness in the cell. No light shone through the cracks in the hull of the ship, which meant that it was still dark outside. She tried getting up when she realised that cold metal bars kept her from moving anywhere. I'm in a... cell...? she asked herself, looking around once more in the cell.

After a moment of seeing nothing but darkness, she let out a sigh and trtied to remember a certain spell that gave her a small ball of light in her hand. "Illuminora," she whispered, and out of the palmof her hand came a beam of light that illuminated the entire cell. Her eyes widened at the stained blood on the ground, and based on the blood it was still fresh. Her eyes followed the small trail of blood before they stopped staring at one part of the cell.

Marcel.

Immediately, Allegra crawled over to him, setting the ball of light on the ground as she looked down at the wound in his side. It was still bleeding from earlier in the swordfight with Arthur, and she could tell that it was losing much more blood than she had imagined. Her hands drifted up to the sides of his face, feeling her hands shaking from the sudden shock that Marcel was actually gravely wounded.

"Marcel... it's me... Allegra.. stay with me okay? I'm going to heal you..." she soothed to him, looking down at the dried blood in front of him. She was a little overwhelmed at how much had been lost, let alone how he was still alive. She placed her hands on the wound, sucking in a short breath as she tried to remember her training from her mother. It all seemed like an eternity now, staying in Fortuna. Now it was a life or death situation, and her magic was finally coming into good use.

"Kian unto frey'a ein siche," she whispered softly, and suddenly a blue light had appeared from her hands and was swirling into the wound. She hoped desperately that she would have enough time to save him, and that the spell wouldn't hurt him any further. After a moment, she lifted her hands that were covered in his blood, revealing his normal skin again with no wound whatsoever.

Allegra looked back up to Marcel, placing a hand on the side of his cheek. The light that she had next to her suddenly disappeared in a flash, and they were left alone once again in darkness. "Marcel... are you alright...? I'm here..." she whispered to him, her head still throbbing from the pirate that had pulled her by the hair to the brig.

[Cloudsong]

Marcel heard something stir a few feet away, and he narrowed his eyes as he saw a faint light ahead of him, and heard someone murmur something under their breath. For a split second he wondered if he had died, then he stopped because he saw Allegra there, her palm outstretched to reveal a brightly lit orb floating a few inches above. He felt a wave of relief as he saw that she was unharmed, then when he was once again reminded of the pain he felt, the relief quickly disappeared as the wound in his side reminded him of what grave pain he was experiencing.

It didn't really register in his mind that Allegra was healing him. He was feeling close to blacking out again, and his conscious felt much lighter knowing that Allegra was still alive, and perfectly fine. After all, he had fought for her safety, even if the battle had been clearly in Arthur's favor.

There was a flash of blue light, and the pain he was experiencing seemed to die down. Quickly he looked down, seeing Allegra kneeling down next to his wound, her palm outstretched. She was healing him. With magic. In awe he watched as the large wound seemed to dwindle and dwindle until it was completely gone... Just like that. He swallowed, feeling the pain had gone away.

"I'm f-fine," he said quietly, still in shock. "My god, Allegra... you're incredible." She really was, and he was lucky that she was there... The wound was bad enough to have killed him. Seeing the worried look on her face, he forced a smile. "Thank you," he murmured. Silently he put his hands up to the door that led to the hallway above, and tried pushing it as hard as he could. Nothing. It was locked. How were they goign to get out?

(Are you going to sleep now? Sorry I took so long to reply... x\ I'm up for another reply if you are XD)

[Captain Kaycee]

"It's the only thing I can do to help," Allegra whispered, feeling rather confident that she had been able to help him. She usually felt like she was a weak person, who couldn't do anything because she was a woman. But when she was with Marcel, she actually felt like she was able to contribute and help. She was able to help sick patients in Fortuna, but that wasn't a passion that she wanted to do for the rest of her life.

Allegra looked around the cell again, banging against the metal to the point where her hands were almost bleeding. "That idiot..." she growled, leaning against the bars. There was seemingly no way out of the cell, except to wait until Arthur decided for them to come back up on the decks.

Suddenly something ran across her boots, making Allegra scream in fear and hide behind Marcel. "W-What was that?! Are there rodents in here?!" she gasped, her arms clutching onto Marcel's shoulders. She now wanted out of the cell more than ever, as she hated any type of filthy rodents.

[Cloudsong]

Marcel closed his eyes again as he sighed in relief, still in awe of the magic he had just seen Allegra do. She truly did have a gift, and he found himself wondering why he had doubted her of having the powers ever. 'There's no such thing as magic,' he remembered telling her when they had first met, she had told him of her gift. She had gotten very upset, and had stormed off. The memory brought a slight smile onto his lips. As he opened his eyes again, seeing Allegra banging her hands against the metal, he hesitated. "It's no use," he said gently, silently sitting down on the floor, leaning his head against the cold wall. The door was locked, and wasn't going to be opened from the inside. Even if she used magic to get them out, what could they do if they escaped? They would be outnumbered, even if Henry and Jan joined with them.

Seeing her scream and hide behind him, his eyes widened, and he heard scuffling around them. He bit his lip. "Rats," he hissed through gritted teeth, clenching his hands into fists. The vile creatures carried disease, and were considered a curse from where he came from.

He wondered how long they had been down there. Still no light filtered in through the cracks, and he expected it to still be nighttime. Silently he ran a hand through his hair, deep in thought as he remembered what the captain had said.

"Allegra," he said suddenly. "When you were with Arthur, did he ever mention what port he was planning on landing in?"

[Captain Kaycee]

Allegra, after she knew that the rat had disappeared to another part of the ship, stopped clutching onto marvel and walked to another part of the cell. She looked around and tried to pinpoint any sort of weak part in the metal that kept them imprisoned. Although, there was nothing but the same metal bars, each with the same force.

As she realised that it would be useless to escape, she turned her head back to Marcel. The words that Marcel had asked her made her grow cold. She had remembered Arthur vaguely explaining that he was going to an island that used to be occupied by the French until the common man took it over. It was something that she had also remembered in a few books she read back home, although she simply thought that he was going there for business. Now that she realised that Arthur was a pirate, she thought otherwise.

"I remember him speaking of Tortuga, which I guess is a pirate town or something. Although, when he spoke of it it sounded almost like he was going to do business there. I guess he was lying to me then too," Allegra explained to him, noticing the light rays of sunshine fill the cracks. She guessed that it was morning, and the sun was just beginning to appear from the waves. She had a feeling that this day wasn't going to be a good one, as Arthur had mumbled to one of his officers to go to an 'island', and she didn't expect it to be a good one either.

(Sorry I haven't replied ;___; I wanted to work on a Hetalia video and was watching Merlin... ^^; )

[Cloudsong]

(Yeah, they're posting the new season this year!)

Marcel bit his lip as she mentioned the island. He had of course, heard of the island. It had been discovered by the Spanish, but the French had taken it over because of the large salt mines there. Many years ago, however, it had been captured by pirates. They had kicked out or killed any civilized men, and had made the place their paradise. Being sent there would be any pirate's dream, and Marcel had at one time expected to go and see what it was like. After all, he spent half of his life living the lifestyle of any pirate. I guess we'll be learning the hard way, he thought gravely. Arthur obviously planned on dropping them there, and Allegra being a very beautiful woman, he expected many pirates to try and get her. Silently he glanced over at her, seeing her pacing back and forth, trying still to try and find a weak point in the bars. If any of the pirates there were as strong as Arthur, then he knew that they would be in trouble. However, most pirates were weak, and he found it easy to disarm them even when he had been a young boy.

Eventually he sat down on the cold floor, leaning against the wall, obviously deep in thought. He had heard many stories about the place. Only the meanest, blood-thirsty of pirates survived there. Or perhaps only the worst of the worst wanted to go. They would kill each other, fight, get drunk, gamble... Things that usually happened on board, too. However, being an island, there would be no escaping until another ship came by. It could be hard to stay safe. And though Marcel knew of all of the dangers of the place, he didn't want to alarm her by telling her. Perhaps she was wrong, and Arthur would drop them off at another island. Only time would tell.

He watched as pale sunshine filtered in through the cracks, and he swallowed. Morning. Suddenly he found himself sighing. "We should never have gotten on this ship," he said suddenly, half to himself. If only he had insisted on not trusting the man; he could tell from the start that Arthur would be trouble. "I could tell from the second we saw it that this was a pirate ship." His voice was barely audible, and he sighed, closing his eyes for a moment. Allegra had been oblivious. Perhaps if she had known, she wouldn't have been so captivated by Arthur's charming looks. It was his fault, though; he knew. If only he would have told her. Then none of this would have happened.

[Captain Kaycee]

Allegra turned around to listen to Marcel mutter to himself in the corner. She could hear a few parts about never being on the ship, to which she let out a sigh and walked up next to him. Allegra put a hand on his shoulder, sitting down next to him. "Hey, it's not your fault. I was the one who wanted to get away from Italy as quickly as possible. I promise you that everything will be alright, no matter what... okay?" she whispered to him.

Allegra had wanted to go to the New World as quickly as possibly, but because of her eagerness she had failed to grasp the idea that who she was going to the New World with would end up being one of the most vicious pirates on the Seven Seas. She had wanted to sail alone with Marcel on their own little ship, but she guessed that it would never be that way anymore. Instead, she would feel the wrath of Arthur because he had loved her as well. The man had a broken heart, and his revenge would be strictly on Marcel.

Suddenly, a loud bang came from the top of the cell where it connected with the upper decks of the ship. The hatch suddenly opened up, the old creaks of the hinges echoing through the lower part of the ship. Allegra looked up and almost gasped, her hand covering her mouth. Never in a million years would she expect somebody to save them, let alone one of the most trusted crew members in the entire ship.

"A-Alfred!?" Allegra gasped, looking at Arthur's little brother smiling with a goofy grin on his face. He seemed to appreciate being the knight in shining armour, even if he was just a little kid.

"I'm here to save you guys! We're off the island of Port Royal to get supplies and all of the crew members are asleep or at the island! We're en route to Tortuga to sell you guys there, but I couldn't let that happen to you Miss Allegra; you're too kind. There's an extra boat that you guys can row to shore without anyone knowing! You can escape!" he hissed to them, trying to be quiet as to not wake up any of the other sailors.

Allegra stared at him with wide eyes before nodding quickly and turning to Marcel. She stood up and held out a hand for him, glancing quickly between both he and Alfed. "Come on, if this is our way of escaping then we need to hurry," she breathed, pulling a strand of her hair behind her ear so she could see Marcel properly.

[Cloudsong]

Marcel didn't reply as she tried to comfort him. He wasn't worried about what would happen to them, actually. All his life, he had been exposed to danger. And every time, he seemed to get out of it. This time will be just the same... he insisted to himself. There would be someone - something that could help them get out of this. But no matter how hard he tried to think of possibilities, a small voice in his head couldn't help but ask; Really? Would they really get out of Arthur's grasp so easily? He told himself that they could. Somehow, he knew it would have to.

He bit his lip, eyes narrowing as the hatch opened slowly, creaking as if it hadn't been used in years. Light filtered through, half-blinding him, and quickly he stood onto his feet, ready to defend them against Arthur. This time, he would win. Determination pulsed through him, and he felt for his sword, then stopped as he realized with a curse that he didn't have it. The men must have thrown it overboard after he was defeated.

However, as it became clear that the person standing there was much too small to be Arthur, he felt himself relax. Allegra seemed to know the boy, aand he felt as if he could trust him. Especially when he declared that they had a clear escape route. Somehow, he couldn't really believe it, however. What if it was all a plot from Arthur? What if he had sent this... Alfred to trick them into trying to escape? Sighing, he knew that their only option was to believe him.

"Are you sure?" The words came from his mouth before he could stop himself. Idiota, he inwardly cursed to himself. Of course he was sure. Disregarding his own comment, he took Allegra's hand that she offered him, and nodded to the boy. "We are highly grateful for this," he murmured, unsure of what else to say. The boy reminded him of himself, in a way; he at one time had saved Kateliana from pirates as well, and had betrayed his own mates.

They would have to try.