First of all I would like to apologise for taking so long to update (end of term shows etc. being the reason) secondly, thank you to every one who has reviewed. So on with the story… oh will have a bit of Will torture in this chapter, you have been warned.

Chapter Four

Will took a deep breath and stepped through the doorway onto the deck of the Dampier, the man himself was being held by about five pirates, when he noticed Will he gave him a menacing look. At this Will almost turned and fled back down below, but a reassuring hand on his arm stopped that. Will looked into the pirate captain's face hesitantly, expecting to see anger, or disappointment. But all he saw was patience and sadness. Will immediately felt guilty, he was causing the man who had rescued him to be upset, he smiled at the man, then turned and glared at Dampier, however the glare suddenly changed to a look of horror as he saw a member of – what was his name again – Jack Sparrows crew, Dampier was getting a small taste of his own medicine, the crew member was groping Will's tormentor, and what should have been a sweet taste of revenge tasted bitter and wrong. Will turned away abruptly, Jack saw this, and then noticed what his crew member was doing, he gently steered the boy towards the edge of the ship, over the plank and onto his beloved Pearl.

The whelp was beginning to get agitated, Jack felt him shaking and every now and then the boy would make a small whimpering noise. Gently, but firmly Jack began to lead Will towards his cabin. He sat the boy down on the bed and helped him to strip, tucked him in. Will quickly became embarrassed, and so Jack helped him under the covers and

"Sleep Will, you need he rest, and don't worry, Dampier will pay for what he has done to you." At this the boy looked up startled.

"I don't want to watch, please sir."

"Hush, you don't have to watch if you don't want to, and don't call me sir, I've told you, it's Jack." The boy nodded, then sighed, the bed was so comfy, and he hadn't slept in days, and when he had slept it had either been on the floor, with rats scurrying around him, or with Dampier or the one of the crew in bed with him, making it impossible for him to have a decent rest.

The whelp yawned and Jack couldn't help but think how adorable it was. After about ten minutes Jack left the room, sure that the lad was asleep.

Fourteen year old Will looked out to sea wistfully, how he wished he could b free to go wherever he liked, instead of not being allowed off Dampier' ship, except from with Dampier himself. He shook himself, that wasn't going to happen, so why waste time dreaming. He returned to his current job, fixing a railing that had been damaged during a recent storm, he heard shouting and turned to see what was going on, something was being brought up on deck and it was causing a lot of excitement. He was having trouble seeing what it was and he climbed up onto a more sturdy railing to try and see what it was, when he still couldn't see he gave up and returned to his job. But I was not long until he was disturbed, he jumped as a hand groped his behind, his heart fell, he had thought that he would be left alone today, hoping that the crew would be to engrossed in what had been brought up on deck. He cursed his stupidity, he was never left alone, why should today be any different.

The crew began to move apart to create a pathway and his heart stopped as h saw what had been causing the excitement. It was a table, with chains on it; it seemed that the chains were for him. He forced himself not to resist as he was pushed down onto the table, chains put around his hands and feet so that he could not move, and then a piece of rope was tied around his neck and attached to one of the legs of the table. Dampier loomed over him and Will tried not to show how scared he was. Even after four years on the ship Dampier still found new ways to torture him.

"I think that it's about time we make sure that no one can ever mistake your ownership whore. So, on with the show if you please." Will began to shake, still not quit sure of what was coming, Dampier moved out if his view and he was blinded by the sun, he could not see what was going on, had no idea of what they were going to do to him. Suddenly he felt fire, pain, then he realised, he was being branded. Will Turner screamed.

Will sat up in bed breathing heavily it was just a dream, only a dream he kept telling himself, but he still couldn't stop shaking, the reality was that even though it was a dream, it was also a flashback, a memory, one that he would rather forget. He looked down angrily at his stomach, there it was, the brand that he would never be able to get rid of, no matter what fate met Dampier, Will would never be rid of him inside his head, he would always be there.