Open Waters (A Crossover Between the Worlds of Jacie and Morrow)

Morrow has been thrown in jail again for reasons that are unknown to him. Actually, they're not exactly unknown; after all, he's a pirate. What else could he be in for? .... Jacie managed to land herself in some trouble in London. Again. She manages to make her escape, but this time with the help of a pirate. This could be the start of a new age of piracy. .... With the new age of piracy beginning and the authorities on their trail, Jacie and Morrow are on the run. will they be able to keep out of the way of the police?

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1. JACIE

Jacie was on the run from the London police. Again. The routine was starting to get old. She would break into a store dramatically (usually a jewelry store or a pawn shop), grab the most valuable object, annoy the store owner to death until the police arrived, feebly fight off the law enforcement, get taken to jail, break out, and do it all over again. This time though, she pulled off something slightly different. Instead of robbing the store, she lit it on fire.

Jacie had been working all night laying down bales of hay that were slick with oil. She wanted the store to go up in flames quickly. When she saw the man who owned the store walking up to it to open up the shop, she stopped him in the street to ask him a question.

"Excuse me sir, but is that your store?" she inquired politely, faking a friendly smile.

"Yes, it is. Now please, let me get to work, little girl," he answered irritatedly, trying to step around Jacie. She stopped him again. "Sir, if it truly is your store, there's something you might want to know. The window has been smashed. You may have been robbed."

The store owner looked startled. "My store? Robbed? Oh no!"

He frantically ran up to his store and unlocked it. Jacie followed him inside. He lit the lamp sitting on the counter and looked around, slightly confused.

"Why would someone leave wet bales of hay in my store?" he wondered aloud.

"I don't know," Jacie said, knocking the lamp off of the counter. "Oh oops!" she apologized. Jacie smiled manically as the first bale caught on fire. The flames spread across the oil she had spilled all over the store and caught the other bails of fire.

"My store!" the man shouted. He point at Jacie. "You did this!"

"Guilty as charged. I suggest you run. Otherwise, you'll be burned alive," Jacie said.

The store owner hesitated for a moment before before dashing out of the store. Jacie followed him out. She turned back and looked at the store. The flames were through the roof at that point.

When Jacie turned back around, she saw the store owner speaking frantically with the police. Suddenly, he pointed at her and shrieked, "Her! That girl is responsible for destroying my store!"

"Who me? Why would I do something like that?" Jacie asked innocently.

The store owner glared at her. "Arrest this little girl!" he commanded. The police officers looked at him warily. Then they looked back at Jacie. One of them narrowed his eyes at her and said, "Hey, isn't that the same little girl we threw in jail a week ago?"

"Yes," Jacie answered. "I managed to break out if you couldn't tell."

"Then you are hereby arrested for fleeing from prison and for arson. Maybe a solid month in jail will straighten you out."

"Yeah, see, that's the thing. I'd hate to have to be the one to tell you this, but putting me in jail isn't going to help anything," Jacie said.

"That's enough out of you. Come on, let's get to the jail," one of the men ordered.

"Alright, I'm coming," Jacie agreed. She let the police handcuff her and lead her away. The officer walking in front of her had a rifle strapped to his back. Jacie counted off in her head for when she would strike.

One, two, three!

Her handcuffs broke open and she grabbed the rifle from the officer. He turned around suddenly in shock. All of the other officers quickly pointed their rifles at her. Jacie pointed hers at the man she stole it from.

"I'm still going to shoot him," she said matter-of-factly.

"Little girl, you've clearly got something wrong with your head. Put the gun down and let's go to jail," one of them coaxed.

"Not a chance."

With that, Jacie fired the rifle. The officer hit the ground, dead. Guns were fired, but not a single bullet hit Jacie. Somehow, she dodged them all. Jacie took off running down the street. She called out to the officers, "Is that really the best you can do?"

They took off running after her.

Jacie turned down a side alley, which let to a busier road that was bustling with activity. Looking around, she saw a carriage parked on the side of the street. The horse harnessed to it shook its head impatiently. Jacie grinned. She had a plan.

Jacie grabbed a torch off a market stand and crept up behind the horse. She then lit its tail on fire. The horse flew into a panic and went galloping off down the street. Luckily, the wagon didn't break or flip over. Just as the police officers came out onto the main road, the horse charged by. Most of them were out of the way, but one unlucky policeman was swept under the horse's hooves and trampled to death.

Two down, two to go.

"Oops, sorry about that!" Jacie called out. "Maybe you guys need to watch where you're running!"

She took off running down the street again. One of the officers was through with chasing after her. He raised his rifle and fired. Jacie couldn't hear the gunshot over all of the other commotion. The bullet hit its mark and she went down hard.

"Holy McShizzles, did you just shoot me? What the smeh? Why in the vortex would you do something like that?" she shouted.

The police ran over to meet her. They hauled her to her feet and said, "Now you have murder against you, little girl."

With her right arm bleed heavily, they dragged her to the jail since it was one street over. All of the cells were empty, except for a man sitting in the back of one. He didn't look up as Jacie was dragged in.

The police threw her into the cell next to him and locked it. Jacie lay on the floor in a pool of her own blood, working on her next escape plan.

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