[IC] The Nine Worlds End ("The Raven King" Sequel) { Jazz & Angel }

[AngelBites15]

Seeing Loki just walk passed him, Killian made a smirk before turning around to see him completely. "Because I would think there is a way of saving him", he called to him, hoping he would stop.

[Jazz]

Loki walked a good few feet from Killian when he spoke of a way to saving Eric, which of course stopped Eric right in his tracks. If there was a way the Jotun could save his love, Loki would at least listen before thinking of these pros and cons. As much as he wanted to save Eric, Loki wanted to weigh his options and then take hold of the most likely one to succeed with what he felt was right. Turning himself halfway, his head though turned more to look upon the man that seemed to speak of this 'way' to save Eric. "Go on. What is this 'way' that could save Eric?" He asked, seeming to be cautious of this approach and he was going and the man that was giving it.

[AngelBites15]

Killian walked over to him so that he was in front of him. "Well, there is a chest", he began. "Oh, dear", Eomer rolled his eyes in annoyance, fed up with his lies. Ignoring him, Killian continued. "A chest of unknown size and origin. It contains the severed still-beating heart of Hades. And whoever possesses that chest, possesses the leverage to command Hades to do whatever he or she wants, including...", he paused. "Saving brave Eric from his grim fate", he finished with a smirk. "You don't actually believe him, do you?", Eomer asked Loki to make sure he wasn't really interested.

[Jazz]

Having stopped in his tracks, hearing footsteps as it seemed to belong to Killian as he was now infront of him, telling about some chest that Eomer, he noted, seemed to probably think that this chest was nothing but a rubbish rumor or something of the sort. But with all that the Jotun had seen in his lifetime up till now, something like this was most likely possible. A chest that no one know what it looks like or the size of this chest. Containing the heart of Hades and whomever has it in their possession can make Hades do whatever he or she wants. The cons to this that he could think of already was that, they had no way of finding, could not possibly exist in the first place, and lastly be as dangerous as all hell coming from the man he trusted the least. Pros, he could possibly save the one man he loves. But what would happen after that? What would they do with the chest IF they found it?

Not believing what he was going to do next, Loki enhaled and exhaled one big breath before crossing his arms over his chest. "And how would one possibly find it if this rumor is indeed true?" The Jotun asked, seeming to consider this option. For now.

[AngelBites15]

Killian reached into his pocket and showed Loki what appears to be a compass. "With this. My Compass...is unique", he told him with a determined smile. "Unique having the meaning of broken", Eomer pointed out before he vomited over the side again. "True enough", the pirate responded to the ex-captain before turning his attention to Loki again. "This Compass does not point north", he paused once again as he gently took one of Loki's hands and places the compass upon it, allowing him to hold. "It points to the thing you want most in the world", he finished in a soft voice.

[Jazz]

Watching the man pull something from his pocket, seeing what he pulled out seemed to be an old looking compass. He could see just how determined Killian was and Loki still looked very skeptical about all this. He turned his head to face Eomer who said that this 'Unique' compass was apparently broken of which made him more skeptical and weary about it when Killian admitted that it was. Though he never heard of a compass that didn't point North. It was rather strange to say the least. Loki looked back to the man in question as he watched as Killian took his hand to place the compass upon it. He looked at it with a small tilt of his head. Listening to what this compass can supposedly do, the Jotun then looked back to Killian. "Will this help me find Eric? And if what I want doesn't exist, what will the compass do?" He asked, Emerald looking to Killian's brown orbs. Waiting to hear a lie or truth.

[AngelBites15]

"I assure you, young Loki, that every word that comes out of my mouth is truth", he told the Jotun with a small smile appearing on his face. He placed a hand on top of Loki's own, in comradeship. "The compass, never lies. It will point to what you want most, even if it doesn't exist", Killian said to him with a determined smirk. "And what you want most in this world, is to find the chest of Hades", he flipped open the compass lid and drew away quickly in order to not influence it. The arrow within it began to spin before it pointed in the specific direction. Behind Loki, right over his shoulder, Killian slowly rose up to peer at the face of the compass. "Sir Fandral!", he called to the blonde warrior. "Captain?", he asked. "We have our heading", Killian responded in a slight happy tone. "Finally! Cast off those lines, weigh anchor, and prow that canvas!", Fandral called to the crew almost excitedly. Killian sweeped an arm in a gentleman-like manner. "Master Loki?", he said, allowing the Jotun to board first. And from there, everyone boarded and sailed away from the realm, and onward.

At the Flying Dutchman ship, thunder sounded along with lightning, as the ship sailed through treacherous waters. Hades was in his quarters, where he seems to be playing a huge pipe organ. The song played on loudly as steam came from the pipes above him. On the deck, his fish-like crew are slaving away, while pulling rhythmically on a rope. "Heave! Heave! Heave! Heave! Heave! Heave!", they chorused all together while pulling onto the rope. They seem to be lifting a cannon from the deck. Eric pulled along with the group as hard as he could, his muscles aching during this one night. "Secure the mast tackle, Odinson!", a crewmember shouted towards him. Unknown to him, another member heard the same command. "Step to it!", he called again. While running to that one post where the rope should be secured, he moved the one member aside. "Step aside!", he told him. But it wasn't a him, it was a her!

[Jazz]

Silena was only following her orders. Hearing her name called upon, went to attend to the mast tackle as told. Only when she got there, she hadn't noticed that someone also got to it. She spoke out the same time he did. "Step aside!" She said with him in unison. Looking toward the man that was with her at the rope, noticed to look strikingly familiar. Father? How!? Too stunned in the moment, her hands seemed to have lost their grip, the rope slipping from her fingers. Though when she realized that she let go, she cursed, realizing it was too late.

[AngelBites15]

Eric's face was confused when Silena gazed at him like that, but once he saw the rope being let go, he attempted the grab it, but the cannon's weight of falling, caused him to be dragged by it across the deck. The cannon crashed onto the floor of the deck, making Eric stop. "Haul that weevil to his feet!", the same crewmember that gave their previous order, told the others. The Huntsman was then forced to his feet by two members, who tightly held him by the arms, and dragged him to what seems to be a rope rig, making Eric face it as they held him down. "Five lashes to remind you...to stay on them!", the same member announced as he lifted to what seems to be a whip.

[Jazz]

Silena realized what she did and not able to stop it once it happened. Making her way toward the crew that got Eric to his feet and hook him up to a rope rig. Silena sees the crew member lift the whip when she grips his wrist. "Don't you dare." She told him sternly.

[AngelBites15]

Feeling the female member stop his motion with a grip of his wrist, the crewmember named Bo'sun, looked to her. "Impeding me in my duties, are ye?", the crewman said aloud in an amusing manner to Silena with a snicker and a laugh. "You'll share the punishment", he snarled darkly to her.

[Jazz]

Silena looked to Bo'sun still as he seemed amused of her stopping him and telling her that she would share the punishment. "No. I prefer to take the hole punishment than share it. I was the one who did it."

[AngelBites15]

"Will you now?", the voice of Hades sounded in all but an amusement as the crew moved aside, so the captain himself would be in front of Silena by a few feet. "And what would prompt, such an act of charity?", he asked in wonder as he took a couple of a few steps towards her until stopping.

[Jazz]

Selena looked to the Captain and had let go of Bo'sun when she saw him. Her head lowered slightly. With his question Silena looked toward the man who she believed was who she thought he was before looking toward Hades again. "He's...He's my father." She confessed. Why should he be blamed for something that she failed to do on this ship. Why should he take the fall?

[AngelBites15]

Eric listened to the conversation as he was still forced to face the net rigging with his back turned on them. "My name is Eric Odinson!", he announced suddenly. "My brother was Thor Odinson. I'm his twin!", the huntsman told them, shouting over the thunder, which sounded right after he revealed his true identity. Eric proceeded to turn around, but since he was forced to look the other way, he could only look with a turn of his head. Upon hearing this, Hades walked passed Silena from her side, so he was in between them by a couple of feet. He looked from Eric to Silena, before looking back at Eric. That was until he gave a laugh. "What fortuitous circumstance be this!", he said amusingly as he looked at Silena before looking at Eric. "Five lashes be owed, I believe it is!", he announced as the whip was handed to him before he presents it to the female, gesturing for her to take it.

[Jazz]

She couldn't believe her eyes at the confession this man made. He wasn't her father? Her father's twin? Silena was absolutely dumb founded with the confession this, Eric had just made. Either way, Silena looked toward Hades who was tickled pink about this whole ordeal. Though seeing Hades take the whip from Bo'son to hand to her. Looking at the whip, she looked to Eric before looking at it again. She shook her head quickly. "No, no." If this was supposedly her uncle, she couldn't just do this to him after just seeing him.

[AngelBites15]

"Oh, the cat's out of the bag, Miss Odinson!", Hades told the hesitating woman, who just rejected an order. He groaned at her answer before the two crewman holding Eric, managed to rip his shirt wide open in order for his bare back to be exposed. "Your issue will feel its sting be it on Bo'sun's hand. By your own", the dark god continued as he firmly glared at her with the whip still in his hand. Now, he had enough. "Bo'sun!", he called the crewman.

[Jazz]

Silena looked away from Hades, refusing to look at him when he got onto her about her family. Hearing his clear frustration of her defying his orders, Silena heard him have Bo'sun come to take the whip when Silena snatched the whip while she was still refusing to look at him. She looked at Eric's bare back, feeling her own hesitation. Though it didn't take her too long to give in and bringing her arm up with the handle, the tail of the whip comes up till at the moment, brings the whip down and aimed at Eric's back, tears formed though hard to see due to the rain. But she was clearly upset and tried not to cry as she carried out with the punishment.

[AngelBites15]

As soon as the whip hit him against his skin, Eric gave a painful grunt when he felt his own skin break. Already feeling the sting, he clenched his teeth and shut his eyes tightly to not allow the crew to see his pain. A second hit his back, and this time, it was much more painful than the first. He let the same sound out as before. Hades watched with a stony yet pleased face as the Huntsman was whipped repeatedly in the same spot three more times. It was a slow process, but it ended quickly.

Later, two crewman tossed Eric's wounded body into a lower part of the deck, which was partially filled with water. It was a height that covered the Huntsman's ankles. He slowly tried to stand up, but the pain was too much and he could only get to his knees. He still had his destroyed shirt on, revealing the red streaks upon his once clear back. Now, he had to wear the scars of Hades himself. "You had it easy, boy!", the crewman laughed before they left to attend to other duties.

[Jazz]

After a few minutes of Eric being in the lower deck of the Dutchman, Silena had jumped down, not caring exactly of the splash she made, but with the slight crouch, had stood and looked to Eric with guilt. Her bright blue eyes not as bright as they use to be. Walking over as her boots had swished in the water, seeing him on his knees, trying to get up, only the pains of the whip were stopping him. "Here." Her voice soft, though slightly demanding. "Let me help you sew that up." She tried to reach over to help him, hoping though he would let her help him.