The crew were all back on the Dutchman, Jones as well, and Clanker dragged the girl over to Jones.

"What do we do with 'er?" He said looking down at her.

Jones didn't say anything to Clanker, but snatched the girl from him and took her into his cabin.

Jones through her onto the floor once inside, and slammed the door shut behind him. He thought she looked to be around the age of 18 or so, but how should he know? He hadn't been around a woman in years.

The girl moved until she was in a sitting position with her arms crossed and glaring at Jones. Jones just stood in front of her glaring right back at her.

After some time of silence, Jones spoke. "Tell me. How old are ye?"

The girl just sat there glaring harder than ever. "I aint sayin' nothin'."

Jones smirked at her and then walked to the door. He opened it slightly and spoke for someone to come in. The girl couldn't figure out who he was calling, but soon found out. Jimmylegs, know as the Bo'son, entered Jones' cabin. He looked at the girl on the floor and smiled horridly, bullwhip in ready in hand.

Jones walked back over to the girl and said, "Once again. How old are ye?" This time more power in his voice.

But the girl stayed silent as ever. Still sitting, and still glaring. Jones' face grew angry, and he gave a single to Jimmylegs. The Bo'son lifted his bull whip and brought it down over the girl. It hit her hard, right across her cheek and down her neck, making a snapping sound. But yet, she didn't cry out or even flinch. Jones and Jimmylegs looked at each other, and then Jones continued. "Answer one question, and ye wont get another."

She thought hard about his question. Did it really matter if he knew her age? It couldn't hurt her by telling. "Sixteen." She said angrily and quietly. Jones would have smiled, but didn't show it. This was going to be an easy task taming this girl…so he thought.

As Jones said before, if she answered one question, she wouldn't get another whipping. But if anyone knew Jones well, they knew lies when the saw them. The Bo'son, knowing what to do, brought down the whip once more, this time lashing into the side of the girls arm, taking flesh with it. The girl wasn't expecting it, but she didn't flinch still. Instead, it made her anger higher.

"Ye said-" she paused, and stared at Jones with bared teeth.

Jones ignored the girls complaint and went on. "Sixteen aye…why such a young lady on a ship?"

This time, she didn't pause. She wanted him to think that she was beginning to listen to him, but there was no way she would do that. "I was with my parents." She started softly. "My father was cap'n of that ship, and he had invited my mother and I."

Jones thought for a second. If she told him that so easily, then maybe he could get some more questions out of her.

"What's yer name?"

The girl shot him a look and stood up. "I aint sayin' that."

The Bo'son, knowing what to do, brought the whip up high in the air and lashed down on the girl. The girl didn't cry out, but turned around, facing her back to them.

"Go ahead. Strike me." She said turning her head around and smiling. "See if I care." Not caring what the girl said, the Bo'son gladly brought down the whip again as hard as he could. It hit her back with a loud crack, ripping skin and flesh away.

The girl kept her word. Once she was hit again, she turned back around to face them. Smiling, she said, "Told ye. I aint afraid of anything." Blood was streaming down her face, but she could care less.

Jones said something to Jimmylegs, and the Bo'son left, glaring at the girl when he did.

Jones walked up to the girl, half expecting her to back away but she didn't. He leaned down to her level, seeing that she was at least a head smaller than him.

"Until yr talk, ye stay in here." Jones turned and stomped out of his cabin, locking the door behind him.

Alex was the girl's name. She hadn't told him her name because she about to let this monster control her just like that. Sure she was wounded, but she was a strong fighter.