"Here's your food." Gem slowly began to hand over a leg of lamb through the bars to Elizabeth; when the prisoner went to grab the food, Gem quickly pulled the meat quickly away and laughed while saying. "No it's not!" When she got done laughing she gasped out, "Okay. I had my fun, here." She slid the leg back through the bars once more. But just as Elizabeth went to grab it once more Gem pulled it out roaring in laughter. "You are so STUPID! You fall for it every time. You actually think I am willingly going to give you this food. You're going to have to earn it!" Then Gem spat at Elizabeth's feet and watched as the helpless prisoner struggled to reach her through the bars with only her right hand since her left arm was still immobile and still had the four bullets inside her shoulder. Gem put the leg bone in her mouth like a dog would hold it and began to climb all over the cage like jail. She laughed, hooted and hollered as she teased her injured prisoner that kept trying to attempt to get the leg of lamb. After a bit of food teasing, Gem threw the haunch of meat to the two leopards that were chained to the opposite wall of where the cell, then she jumped off of the cage wall and grabbed a mop; she smiled with amusement as she thought of another way to have fun with the prisoner and climbed back up the cage side and began to jab, stab and poke at Elizabeth and tried to get at her wound with the top of the mop handle to see what the prissy wench would do. This lasted for hours each day when it came time for a meal to be sent down to the brigs. And each time, the food ended up going to the leopards.

I sat at my desk staring at my necklace my mother gave me. I hardly ever wore it now a days; it always reminded me of my past, since the memories hurt so much looking back, I had stopped wearing it. I fingered the piece of eight thoughtfully; suddenly the memory of Will holding out his hand to me flashed before my eyes. I grimaced at the necklace and threw it on the desk. I looked away from the necklace, why was his memory haunting me? I got up from my chair and walked over to the huge windows at the back of the stateroom and ship and watched the wide ocean churn from the ship moving through the water. Just hours ago, Gem had informed me that we would come upon Port Royal come nightfall.

"It's about time I showed Miss Swan who she is really dealing with. She thought she was dealing with true pirates before; well she was greatly mistaken. I am the true pirate along with an honorable crew to boot. I believe it is high time to show her how I am not the forgiving type unlike my gutless father." I muttered to myself; I looked back at my necklace that still was on the desk. I closed my eyes and sighed helplessly; I thought long and hard while watching the scenery slowly pass by. We sailed to the settlement without any disturbances from anyone. Once it was sunset; it was then that the jewel in the Kraken tooth began to glow. I held the giant tooth in both of my hands and watched intently as the jewel brightened. Without much comprehension on what was going on, my eyes rolled in the back of my head and then my head flew back as if I was looking at the ceiling. Visions flashed through my mind; many of the scenes didn't make any sense until I saw William standing next to a ship's wheel shouting orders. My vision then caught sight of the name of the ship: The Flying Dutchman. I looked back at Will who was talking to what seemed to be his father, they were talking about a woman Will loved and was sailing to see. I was anxious to hear if it was me; but my heart stopped when her name was mentioned. Elizabeth Swan.

Reality suddenly came back with a flash of white. My eyes rolled back with a single blink; I lowered my head and looked down at my necklace to see that the jewel was back to normal. So. William Turner has indeed forgotten all about me. I thought with great contempt. I see how it is. It appears that Miss Swan will have to die. I knew there was something I hated about her. I stormed out of my stateroom and walked to the bow of the ship. It was now nightfall and the settlement of Port Royal was insight. I grimaced and stormed up to the ship's wheel. Gem approached me, ready for orders.

"Prepare the guns and long boats. Then before our attack, bring Miss Swan up on deck. I wish to speak to her before our invasion." Gem nodded and ordered the crew as she jogged down to the brigs. I didn't have to wait long for Gem to return on deck with our shackled prisoner. I walked down to the deck and leaned on the starboard banister that overlooked Port Royal. Gem brought Elizabeth to my left side and then stepped away from the both of us.

I looked over at Elizabeth with great interest as she watched the crew with a questioning expression. I could see that she was wondering why the crew was preparing for battle when there was no sign of any ships on the left port bow.

"It is time for you to be returned to your proper place, wench." I said with a monotone voice that got her attention back to me. I narrowed my eyes at her surprised look and motioned my head out to the settlement where I was looking. Elizabeth looked out and saw Port Royal with wide eyes. I knew then that she finally caught on my plans for the city. She opened her mouth in attempts to defend the city; but I interjected by slapping her hard across the face. I watched with a stern face as she fell to the floor. Gem picked her up roughly and shoved her back to her feet. When she got her balance back, I saw that she had earned herself a huge red hand mark on her left cheek. "Don't you DARE say that you don't live here!" I spat. "Barbossa told me himself where you belong." I punched her in the face; as she went to fall again, Gem caught her and pushed her back to her feet once again. "On that account. You and your people MUST DIE! This is your punishment on what you have done to my life!" I then shoved her back to Gem. Gem looked at me and quirked an eyebrow. I nodded and the both of us smiled evilly. I watched as Gem attached a long chain to the prisoner's shackles and then pushed Elizabeth over board. With high pitched screams Elizabeth fell into the cold ocean water. Since she was weighed down with heavy chains, she couldn't even begin to attempt to swim. After a short while, I had some crew members pull her up and bring her back on board. I watched solemnly as she crashed on the wooden deck and began to spit and sputter, trying to cough up all of the water out of her. Maybe, just maybe; I can use her a leverage with what I am up against. I smiled thoughtfully and ordered that she be chained to the mast until further notice.

Once Elizabeth was fastened good and tight, I had Gem lead the ground invasion of Port Royal; their orders: to kill all in their path. As I watched the many long boats head to shore, I had all the cannons being set off. The instant the long boats got on land, a chorus of high pitched screams and cries filled the air along with the sounds of guns, and the opposing cannons. Throughout the whole ordeal, I had to have Elizabeth gaged to shut her up so that she wasn't a distraction on our work.

The attack on Port Royal only lasted until dawn. I watched with great satisfaction as all the long boats came rowing back with the entire crew that had attended the on land attack. As we began to prepare to depart, Gem strode over to me soaked in blood holding a blood stained brown velvet coat that could only have fitted a young boy. She handed the article of clothing to me and smiled as she motioned over to Elizabeth. I dismissed her so that she could get cleaned up. I walked up to a now dismayed Elizabeth Swan and had her set free; she looked at me questioningly but before anything else was transpired, I threw the small bloody coat at her. I watched as she fingered it and grasped it as if feeling the texture and thickness of the cloth; then she burst out into tears as she held her dead son's coat. I began to walk away from her to go back to my stateroom, but was stopped by Elizabeth grabbing my right coat sleeve; I looked over my shoulder and saw her filthy tear streaked face pleading for something. I pulled my sleeve free from her and began to walk away once more. I could hear her try to come after me but was stopped by the crew; before I walked in my stateroom, I had her put back in the brigs to think things over and what she had put herself through.

I gave orders for the return journey to Tortuga; Gem made sure to carry out the word and get everything ready for re-supplying as I sat behind the my desk and took off my hat and lightly tossed it onto the desk. I sighed with irritation at the thought of Elizabeth having Will's son; the only comfort was that Gem had taken care of the fact of the child being alive. I pulled out my dagger that I kept under my right coat sleeve strapped to my forearm. I began to stab at my desk out of boredom and attempting to concentrate with what I was planning to do with the leverage that was kept captive in the brigs below.

Gem sloppily splashed and sloshed a mop around the floor of the brig, as she worked she mumbled something as she did about her business. Both leopards watched quietly, every so often they would glance at Elizabeth with some interest.

"You seem to know the Captain well." Elizabeth said as she tried to make conversation in order to break the chilling silence. Gem looked up at her from her work.

"Yeah. So?"

"How come your Captain is the way she is?" Elizabeth questioned as she gripped the cell's bars with both hands. She had a bandage over her left shoulder from Gem when she was forced to take out all four bullets from Elizabeth.

"You mean Riley? Captain Riley was once from what I saw; someone you would a commoner." Gem went back to her mopping.

"What happened?" Gem looked back up and sighed.

"We happened."

"We?"

"Barbossa and me. We took her in when no one would. Taught her what she knows and all. So you best be quiet and careful if you want to live if I were you." After a long pause, Elizabeth spoke up once more.

"I wish to speak to your Captain then." Before Gem could reply, both of them heard me playing my organ, signaling that it was now night time. Gem looked at Elizabeth and laughed as she shook her head.

"Not now you aren't. The Captain is playin'."

"What does that have to do with anything?"

"You NEVER interrupt the Captain when she is playin'; you get yourself killed that way. See, the instant someone opens the door to the stateroom, she shoots you while playing the organ. Never breaks her concentration or makes her pause a single note from the song. She don't even turn around to aim her pistol at ya. Just shoots without lookin' and BAM your dead!" Gem burst out laughing uncontrollably as she turned and left the brigs to go to the upper deck.