Chapter two
It was a week since they had found Clara on the island and now she was aboard the Pearl. She wished she could remember who she was or where she came from, but she couldn't. When she came she had found a strange medallion around her neck. She couldn't remember where she had got it from. She knew there was another, somewhere. But where? And where did she get this medallion from? And why was there a skull on it?
"Too many questions" she said to herself as she looked at the medallion in her hand.
"What do you have there?" a voice asked. She turned around to face Barbossa.
"That's none of your business" she answered coldly.
"I'm the captain and this is my ship and everything on my ship is my business!" he said and nicked the medallion from her hand.
"Give it back you bloody pirate!"
"You don't know what this is, do you?"
"It's my medallion"
"This is aztec gold."
"What?"
"You don't mind me taking this, do you?"
She didn't know what to say.
"Thank you dear" the captain said. He lifted her chin with his finger and stroke her cheek with his hand. She looked into those blue eyes and wondered what he was thinking.
"I can't feel you" he said sadly.
"What? I don't understand."
"882 pieces and there is only one missing." He said.
"What are you talking about?"
Without answering the question he leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers. A shiver went through her spine and she returned the kiss but then he pulled back.
"I can only imagine what that feels like" he said gloomily.
"Don't you dare to touch me again that way!" she said angrily.
"Haha, you liked it, didn't you?"
"No! I don't like kissing a pirate!"
"I'd like to kiss you but I can't"
"What? But you just kissed me?"
"You don't understand."
"Then tell me!"
"This is aztec gold!" he replied and showed the medallion.
"And?"
"One of 882 identical pieces. It has a terrible curse!"
"Curse?"
"Yes, we found it and took it all. We spent it to everything, drink, food and nice company. The more we gave it away the more we came to realize the drink would not satisfy, food turned to ash in our mouths and all the pleasurable company could not slake our lust. We are cursed men! We can't feel anything." He said dramatically.