(Editors note- I have neen through this chapter but I didn't really edit it in detail


It seemed as if Sara was back to her sun-shiny self again.
What people didn't know was that Toni , Francis, Gilbert and Natasha spent many a waking night with the child after the fire and the attempted murder.
Night after night the nightmares would continue.
Toni was afraid that they would drive her insane there was very little he could do. Sara didn't even understand what had happened to her, let alone come to terms with it. Even after the physical damage- the bleeding- had gone, the emotional scars remained. And Sara had no way to express it, so her fears would resurface in her nightmares.

Natasha saw that Toni was getting very little sleep with all Sara's nightmares. The local doctor suggested that he try to give her something to calm her nerves.

Doctor Cruz tried to help but Sara would start screaming and Toni had to calm her down with big a hug. Tasha also helped with her gentle Soothing Nordic words enough to calm even a traumatized child.
Toni smiled he knew that Natasha was good with children, Sara snuggled up to Natasha , she refused to let doctor touch Sara .
The doctor protested that needed to examine the little said "no, it is better that you leave she doesn't trust you enough to let you near her."

Indeed, ever since the incident, Sara would only let those close to her in. She became terrified of new people, especially men. In large crowds she was reduced to a crying, shaking mess.

Miguel walked past them and muttered "what- the brat still around? I hoped England would have rid us of this curse."
Toni unfortunately heard everything that Miguel had said.
His face went a very deep puce color he was furious that a member of his crew could do such an underhand thing.
He summoned the crew while Tasha took Romano and Sara into town.

Toni had Miguel's hand tied, and forced to the ground. He knelt before Toni, arms bound and hungover, looking up at the nation with fear.
"This man- This BEAST you see before you tried to get my sister killed at the hands of out enemy, England, by allowing his to set our ship, the Bella Maria on fire!" Toni snarled, his voice shaking with rage. All that pent up anger he hadn't been able to express was finally spilling out. He turned to the crew. "Whata ya say, maties? how should we treat a scoundrel like this!?"
The Crew Jeered. "Flog him till he bleeds!" Some called out.
"Keelhaul him!" Others cried. Toni grabbed Miguel by the hair.
"Alright! Lets have some fun!"

When Gilbert and Francis returned to the vessel, what they saw shocked them. Miguel was tied to the mast, his back torn to shreds, bleeding. Behind him was Antonio, who was literally flogging the skin of him, his knuckles white around the whip and his usually mellow green eyes wide and crazy. The crew jeered, all clearly enjoying the show of torturing the traitor.
Francis stared in horror his precious ship was soaked in blood.
Gilbert spoke softly to Francis "it is traditional for the captain of the ship to avenge the wrong that has been done. An let's admit it- that bastard deserves it, Ja!"
Francis went white heard the sickening thud of served head hit the precious deck of his ship.

"please somebody clean up that blood NOW TONI A WORD IN MY CABIN NOW!" Francis cried out.
Toni turned to face him, smiling a friendly smile despite the fresh blood stained onto his face "what is it Francis?"
"How could execute one of your own crew on my ship and make mess of my deck now the crew will have extra cleaning duties on my ship just to please your blood lust and revenge for England Attacking your sister." Francis said, being his usual pompous self-absorbed self. Toni gripped the whip in his hand tighter, feeling the anger resurface.

"Whats the matter, France, I thought you enjoyed beheading people. Or is that only when they're royal?" Toni sneered "My sister has been having nightmares because of that man! he took away her innocence. He RUINED her. Do you understand me? Capiche? He made her so scared she won't trust anybody near her Except Natasha." Toni took a deep, calming breath before continuing. It didn't work, he didn't feel any calmer.
"All you can do in complain about your fucking bloody ship getting tinnie weenie blood stain on the deck!"
Natasha sighed, placing a calming hand on Toni's blood-damp shoulder "myself and Gilbert are thinking of quitting the pirate business because it is unsafe for a very young child to on board a ship."

Francois looked up at Toni, his blue eyes full of sympathy. "mon ami you could stick her in some young ladies sanitarium where she would well looked after and cared for then you would have no worries she be safe and you could go on being a pirate. Go on living your life."

Toni Grabbed Francois's throat, his last shred of restraint gone. "You want me to stick my sister in some mental home!?" he hissed, his eyes wild, almost feral. "You know they just USE the girls in there don't you? of course you do. I bet your one of the ones who uses a child for your own sick, twisted carnal pleasure. You want that to happen to her? you think I could go out looting and plundering ships while she was locked away like some- caged bird?"

Gilbert reached forward, forcing Toni's hands of Francis' throat because he was turning blue with pressure that Toni applied. Francis gasped when he was released, sinking to his knee's and massaging his bruised throat.

"He is not worth it." Gilbert said, looking down on Francis. " Look what he's become- He's just a pansy afraid to get his delicate hands dirty."
Toni sighed, his eyes downcast "I'm giving up being a pirate." He said, his voice small and defeated because he knew that this was exactly what England would want. He felt tears brim in his eyes, but he refused to prolong his sister's suffering any longer because of his pride. "I'm giving up for the safety and sanity of my sister."