Duplicity

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Action and Adventure  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is a story that I wrote for English class really fast one evening. It takes place in like "Pirates of the Caribbean times" =) It's about prisoners and a young guard.

Submitted: May 15, 2008

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Duplicity
The roaring waves crashed against the dock. The prisoners looked miserable; in the morning they would be hung. I stared sadly in their direction. Why do they have to die? What did they do to deserve this? I thought. But I knew little, for I was only a young guard. I turned my head back to the darkness of the ocean. The sea mist splashed every once in a while and I blinked my eyes several times to rid them of the salty ocean, and my tears. I couldn’t understand why I was so emotional! I’d seen captives die many times before. Perhaps it was the look in their eyes this time. It was the innocent look that told me, ‘I didn’t do anything.’ A flood of guilt drowned out the sounds of the world, and I closed my eyes. I had to do something about this.
I carefully looked around and crept silently toward the old prison. I slid the rusty key into the keyhole and started to open the door, but I stopped abruptly when I heard someone coming.
“James! What do you think you’re doing?”
“Captain C-Cutthroat,” I stammered. I hated saying his name; I always felt like he was going to cut my throat. His eyes slashed through me like a thousand knives. “I was just checking to m-m-make sure that all of the prisoner w-were still h-here.”
The knives cut farther into my flesh. But what he said contradicted his eyes. “Fine. I guess you can be trusted. All of the other soldiers and I are leaving on – uh – important business. I expect you to make sure everything is inspected and guarded carefully until we return from this significant dealing.”
“Yes, of course, sir. I will do as you say.” Cutthroat was a bad liar. I knew they were all going to the town for a drink, but I said nothing to him.
“You’re a good lad, James.” He lifted his knives out of me and walked away. I was soon left in silence, except for the pounding of my heart.
I turned back to the cell and took the key out of it. There was no way I could set these criminals free. But I had no idea if they really were criminals. My eyes drifted into the cell and widened as I saw not only men but women and children as well. I locked gazes with a particular girl. Her eyes were deep pools of chocolate sadness, but she had long jet black hair. She mouthed words to me: Help us, she said.
I can’t, I mouthed back. She read my lips and tears filled her eyes as she turned away. I felt myself getting hot and sweaty. I knew that if I didn't do anything these people were going to die, soI opened the cell. I was going to set them free.
“Hurry,” I whispered to them. “Make for the beach!” Every person was on their way except for the girl.
“Come on! I set you free, and now you’re going to sit in this cell?! Get out of here before we’re all caught!” I was almost screaming now. She was going to get us both killed.
“Sorry to ruin your little escape,” a voice called from the shadows of the prison. The silhouette crept out of the darkness and I recognized at once the face of the soldier called William.
“William, sir, please! They haven’t done anything wrong. Let them go!” I pleaded. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw all of the captives coming back. I almost started crying again. Why aren’t they running? They had the chance to escape! I said to myself.
William’s mouth bent into a crooked smile, showing his remaining yellow-stained teeth. “I’m sorry, James, but I’ve already been paid by Cutthroat.” With that, he reached down and grabbed the girl by her hair. She screamed, and a few moments afterward I heard more voices and guns being prepared to fire.
“Captain Cutthroat approached. “Well, look who it is: James, the dumb little guard! You fell into the trap! I knew you wouldn’t have the strength to let these people die.”
Tears filled my eyes once again. They had tricked me! I shrieked, “Captain, stop it! These people don’t deserve to die!”
“Shut up, you stupid boy!” Cutthroat howled and smacked me on the head with his gun. The last thing I remembered were screams and shots being fired.
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Sunlight pierced my face and eyes when I woke up. My head was sore and when I reached up and felt it, scarlet liquid covered my fingers. I looked around and saw the town in front of me: all the people, animals, buildings…and the noose. I knew what was coming, but I could hardly believe it. I jerked my head around, looking for the girl and the other captives. She and three others were sitting against a wall a few inches away from me. One man was clutching a cross necklace, another was praying. The others must be dead, I thought. The girl’s tear-stained face stared back at me. For a moment I thought I saw her smile. She seemed to be about my age.
“Don’t worry,” she whispered to me as she stroked my hair and cleaned my wound. “We’re getting out of this wretched place, and these people must live with themselves forever.”
“Today is the Twenty-Sixth of August in the year of the King! James Rowlandson is hereby charged with setting condemned prisoners free, and will be hung by the neck until dead,” a voice called out. It sounded like Captain Cutthroat’s icy cold voice.
“Adalaide Berliner and her cellmates will be hanged as well.” Drums started to beat. I felt myself being lifted up by two strong men, and they stood me up on the wooden platform, where Cutthroat was addressing the villagers. They tightened a rope around my neck, and did the same to Adalaide and the other prisoners. As weak as I felt, I smiled at her.
“So, your name is Adalaide?” I asked quietly.
She nodded.
“That’s a pretty name.” She tried to smile back as I said this.
The drums started beating faster and suddenly the ground underneath me fell away. A blanket of darkness was laid over me, and everything disappeared except for Adalaide and her companions.
Then a bright light shone in front of us. After a few moments, we could clearly see a long, golden path leading to a beautiful gate. We all clasped our hands together and walked fearlessly up to the gate. I felt peaceful, and suddenly everything in the world was good again…


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