The next chapter! Wow 19 reviews! That's AWESOME! Thanks so much for all the kind comments! I hope everyone enjoys the next chapter! Chapters might be coming slow after this because high school is really demanding and makes me tired xD

Myri78, 'Angie could be a really good girl for Lucas dont u think': Haha, we'll see. We'll see.

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Tortugan Beginnings

The Little Rag Doll

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Angelina shifted her gaze from Captain Marcus Addison's cruel blue eyes. He grabbed her chin and forced her head to lift and quickly backhanded her. She flew to the ground and wiped the trickle of blood from the corner of her mouth. She uttered no cry, no tears poured from her eyes, she collapsed on the floor as rigid as a statue.

Quivering slightly, she went to her feet knowing it would be worse if she did not. This time, she allowed her eyes to remain steady on his but she couldn't help the thumping in her chest. Six years of him and she thought she might have grown immune to the cruelness and coldness of his deep blue eyes. But she was not, her knees were threatening to buckle as they were the first day she met him. The first day of her slavery.

It wasn't real slavery, she knew that. She was their prisoner. She was their little dolly. Angelina was really nothing more then a toy to them. A rag doll. They even called her dolly. Her pet name. It sickened her to hear that word; dolly. Because that's what she was. A toy for the men. She was nothing more then an inanimate object to them, void of feelings or emotion. Void of anything, she was an animal whose only purpose was to bring the pleasure of others. The worst thing was, was that Angelina was beginning to accept that fact of her horrifying life.

"You will look at me when I talk to you!" He roared into her face, his fingers digging into her shoulder. Her shoulder throbbed as he dug his fingers even deeper and she desperately tried to ignore the pain. "What d'yer get today?"

Angelina felt a shudder of fear go up her spine and she rummaged through her dress and pull out several shillings. She knew better then to speak to him directly; she let the shillings fall from her hand and into his opened one. His fist tightened around the coins and he reached out to caress her face where it was beginning to purple. She held her breath and released as another blow came to her head. It stung badly and she muffled another whimper, she couldn't ignore that pain. He gave a cruel, sickening laugh. He was mocking her, teasing and scorning her. He mocked her everywhere she went. In her dreams, every time she closed her eyes. The bruises were coming back it was only a matter of time until they were everywhere on her body. She couldn't wait to get back to Tortuga.

Tortuga was something of a haven for Angelina Lewis. She knew when they were to go to Tortuga; no one was to lay a hand on her body. A month of no pain and a month of being content. Tortuga allowed her to eat on a daily basis before they arrived, the bruises would fade from her body and she felt as she once was. In the back of her mind, she knew she would never be the girl she once was. She would never run the streets of Tortuga barefooted and giggle with her friends in the alley. It seemed so long ago, so long ago that she had a life that was worth living. A life where she could cry and show emotion and be comforted instead of abused once more.

"Yer did good, dolly." Marcus Addison purred in her ear, allowing his lone hand to grope her underneath the dress. She wouldn't allow herself to shudder from his touch, to retreat from it or grimace. She knew better then that. "Maybe yer'll get dinner tonight, sweet cakes. That's if yer a good little whore."

Angelina remained quietly as he continued to touch her on the docks of Tortuga. He wasn't content with her silence. "What d'yer say, dolly?"

"Thank you, Master." She said it hardly above a whisper.

"I didn't hear ya, dolly." He grinned sardonically, his rotten teeth shown in a toothy smiley.

Angelina was fighting the impulse to grimace from his rancid breath but kept her face still. "Thank you, Master." She said loudly and red tinted her cheeks from embarrassment

"Thank yer fer what, dolly?" He grinned sadistically as if he was getting some pleasure from her embarrassment and shame. He wanted to hear it from her lips. He wanted to hear why she was thanking him. Her master. The rag doll's master.

"Thank you for allowing me dinner and a night to warm your bunk." It pained her to say such words. She wanted nothing more then to die. She wasn't thankful for anything. The only thing that she was thankful for was the fact that she was mortal and could die. She was nothing more then a rag doll.

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Audrina felt herself shudder in the shadows, she felt herself wanting to kill the captain in front of her. She wanted to pull the black, mangy hair from his head and wanted to kill him slowly. Audrina wanted him to beg for mercy. To scream apologizes to his 'dolly'.

She was shocked at such feelings, at such hatred but she didn't shy away from it. From the corner of her eye, she saw Jack grimacing and Lucas shaking with a rage that she saw when men used to do that to her. She bit her lip as she watched the captain crush his lips onto Angelina's and she felt her hand go to her pistol. The rest of his dialogue horrified her. The way he could bring the shame into her dull blue eyes and the blush to her cheeks. It wasn't even the blush of an innocent but the blush of embarrassment.

"Relax yerself, luv." Jack whispered in her ear. "No good will come of killin' him yet. We're over powered. Lookit his ship over there, the crew will slaughter you in a second."

Audrina knew he was right but she didn't want to accept it. She nodded absentmindedly and moved her hand from her pistol. The Abaddon wasn't as glorious looking or even as large as the Pearl but there was something about it that made Audrina shake. It didn't look like a friendly ship or even a remotely decent one. The crew had a look that see had seen in Robert Ulysses' eyes and in his crew. She had seen that look many times and she hated it more with each passing second. The ship itself was light in color, the sails white. On the side was the bold letters of 'the Abaddon'. It looked like a toy compared to the Pearl. Nothing more then a toy.

The three watched as the captain and Angelina Lewis disappeared onto a long boat and into the ship. Her golden hair disappearing in the darkness. Audrina feared for the girl, the 'dolly.' She knew what horrors awaited her. What scared Audrina most was, that she wasn't even sure Angelina was scared. Was she used to it? Did the sight of her own blood grow familiar to her? Was she used to her own suffering? Audrina knew she had to act now. Angelina Lewis wouldn't be a rag doll anymore.

She took Jack's leather hat off his head and placed it on her own. He scowled deeply and tried to grab it back from her but she slapped his hand away. She removed a hoop and pulled her hair into a long plait. Smudging dirt on her face, she wondered if she looked acceptable. The faint smell of rum was still present on her breath and that added to the disguise. Women didn't drink rum but she did. She had too, her alias as a boy all these years made her grow used to it. Looking at her reflection in a nearby puddle, she nodded. Jimmy Hart was coming out to play.

"Oh no you don't, missy!" Jack said, realizing her intentions.

Audrina whipped her head around and narrowed her eyes on him. "Oh yes I do. I refuse to stand back and watch. I'm going in and neither of you can stop me."

"Audrina." Lucas growled angrily. "You better listen to Captain. What if you're caught? We can corner them out in sea and board the ship. The Pearl can easily beat them."

Jack frowned deeply at Lucas. "Who made yer captain!"

Audrina turned to them, her hand on her hip. The fury was evident on her face and Jack realized he never seen such anger present on her face. "You filthy cowards. I don't care, I'm going in anyway." She said sharply.

Lucas and Jack watched her form disappear into the darkness. Lucas scowled at her and sighed. "I have to go." He said simply and Jack watched his form disappear into the dark. He cursed underneath his breath and ran after them.

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By the time Lucas and Jack ran after her, Audrina was already on the ship. She had stolen a long boat from a crew member that was incredibly intoxicated, it was quite easy really. Lucas and Jack unfortunately had to swim.

Blinking, she walked over the deck and realized that she was alone. It was silent on the ship but she could hear the captain's brusque voice and fear was settling into her heart. Quietly, she moved closer to the captain's quarters and his voice got louder and more audible. Angelina's moans and cries also grew in volume. She knew that she couldn't just walk in; she wasn't looking for a death sentence. She moved in closer to the shadows and waited until one of them left the confines of the cabin.

Several minutes later, they both emerged, his hand tight around Angelina's bicep. Audrina watched from the shadows as he went below deck and she immediately thought the brig. Biting her lip, she waited until the captain disappeared again into his cabin. Going below deck, she figured that most of the crew would be in Tortuga and she was quite thankful for that.

Going down the stairs, she wrinkled her noise. The odor was horrible and made her quite nauseous. It was of sweat, blood, corpses and urine. Turning her head, she saw the mangled corpse of what used to be a man. She blinked, rendered speechless at the sight. She thought her years of a pirate would make her stomach strong to such sights, she was wrong. Moving down the corridor, she came to the last cell. Audrina desperately hoped she wasn't wrong about the brig. She inhaled sharply when she came face to face with Angelina's broken figure.

She was huddled in a corner, her golden hair framing her face and her head buried in her knees. She was naked; her pale skin was riddled with purpling bruises. The blood was fresh in a number of places and Audrina soon realized that she had parallel, horizontal cuts going up her bicep as if made with a knife. She knew that there was no way in hell that that was an accident. She felt such a hatred for the captain that she never felt before. She though quite sadistically that she wanted to hear him scream apologizes. Scream, cry and beg for mercy. Audrina wanted that bastard to feel real pain.

It overwhelmed her and she inhaled sharply, letting tears wash over her eyes. No, she told herself. Don't cry. The tears dried in her eyes and she clicked her tongue to get Angelina's attention, she wasn't sure if she had the energy to say actual words.

Angelina's head shot up and Audrina gasped sharply. Her lip was split and a deep gash was on her cheek. The bruises were even worse around her eyes, her neck and her cheeks. Love bites were etched onto the flesh of her neck and Audrina felt such a desire to comfort her like a mother would comfort a daughter. The surprise was evident in Angelina's eyes and for the first time, Audrina realized that there were no tears in her eyes. It surprised her. Her treatment was far better then this and she cried, why didn't Angelina?

"Who are you?" Angelina said quietly and expected to be grabbed, groped and manhandled through the bars. She closed her eyes and braced herself for the pain.

"Angelina. It's me, Audrina. I'm going to help you." She said softly and Angelina nodded slowly as if she didn't believe her. She looked like a man not the pretty girl in the tavern. "Do you know where the keys are?"

"Over there." Her voice was hardly above a whisper and Audrina turned and took the keys off the hook. She thrust one into the lock and was surprised to hear the click. She opened the door and embraced Angelina quickly. Frowning she realized she was naked and she had to cover her up somehow. But she knew that she couldn't at the moment.

"Can you walk?"

"I think so." Angelina replied and tried to move to her feet. She winced and Audrina put an arm around her waist to help.

"We have to leave quickly." Audrina guided Angelina through the brig and when they were up on deck, she moved her eyes over the darkness, desperately wanting to see Jack or Lucas.

She gave a sigh of relief when she saw Lucas headed their way, his eyes widened as he looked Angelina over and blushed when he realized she was completely naked. On the deck, he was uneasy; he was expecting for one of the crew members to shoot them now. Audrina didn't even realize that Lucas was soaked from head to toe, but he didn't seem to mind. His attention was targeted on Angelina.

"Let me carry you." He went to gather her in his arms but she shied away. "I won't hurt you, I promise." She nodded and he lifted her in his arms, he was surprised at how light she was.

Turning, they came face to face with a crew member, his breath hot on their faces. The scar that ran from his ear to his shoulder made him look menacing. Audrina managed a low cry, they couldn't be caught. The man's expression suddenly turned to shock. The three recognized blood on his shirt and he fell to their feet. Lucas' brow knitted together at the dead pirate, motionless on the floor. The look of shock turned to relief as they saw Jack come from the shadows. He placed the pistol in his waistband and looked the girl over once more. His eyes became round with anger when he saw her state. He took the jacket off and placed it around her naked body in Lucas' arms. They soon realized she was sleeping.

"I've never been happier to see you before." Audrina cried and hugged Jack quickly. She realized that he was also wet but he didn't seem to mind either.

"I don't know whether that's a compliment or an insult, luv." Jack slurred and eyed the sleeping woman in Lucas' arms. "Poor lass."

"Let's go to the Pearl before anyone else catches us." Lucas said quietly and looked down with concern in his eyes as Angelina fidgeted in his arms. "Shh, you're alright now." He whispered.

Jack blinked, knowing that his respect for both Lucas and Audrina rose. In the world of pirating, you don't see people like them everyday. Especially Lucas, Jack knew he wasn't cut out to be a pirate but he remained that way for his sister. Audrina was a pirate to save herself from the streets. He felt sympathy for them. They didn't deserve this, any of this. They didn't deserve to be killing people and stealing from people and to see such horrors. The girl looked so right in his arms and the kind smile on Audrina's face looked so right to be on her face. Jack knew that they weren't meant to scoundrels like him but they were. For that, he was sorry. They had more honor in their pinkies then most nobles had in their whole body. They didn't deserve this. And Angelina didn't deserve to be a rag doll. But life had a funny way of working.

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Angelina blinked and was momentarily paralyzed when she realized that she was not on the Abaddon. A surge of hope went through her, maybe someone had rescued her. She had temporarily forgotten last night's events. The bed was soft underneath her body and the covers tight around her. The cabin was much more grand then Captain Addison's one on the Abaddon. Blinking, she wondered if he had finally sold her. She moved her head and was shocked to see Audrina, Lucas and Jack gazing at her worriedly.

The night came rushing back to her, everything came back to her. Audrina had come back for her, she had saved her. Lucas, she remembered him vividly. He carried her; she remembered his arms tight around her limp body. The third, she remembered his name, Captain Jack Sparrow, but couldn't place him at the scene.

"You're on the Pearl, Miss Lewis." Lucas said to her and she felt herself nodding.

Jack gave him a sideways look and looked back to Angelina, the slight smile gracing his handsome features. "Cotton fixed yer up, how did yer feel, luv?"

"Better. Better then before." She managed. A fury of panic went over her suddenly. "Don't bring me back to him! Please!" She squeaked.

"That bastard should bloody be eaten by the goddamn sharks! We would never bring you back to that son of a bitch!" Audrina said passionately. "I will not allow anyone to bring you back."

Jack was momentarily surprised at Audrina's outburst but smiled at her instead of smirked. She was right and they all knew it.

Lucas was in awe at how someone so beautiful and pure ended up so mangled and bruised, anger pulsed through him. Jack had seen this happen before but he still managed to grow angry about it. Men like Marcus Addison were of the lowest kinds of pirates. Murderers and rapists of the innocent. Jack, Audrina and Lucas despised them all for they all had encounters with such men.

"Thank you." Angelina replied simply. "Thank you for everything."

"Are yer hungry?" Jack said to her and she merely nodded. "Go ter sleep, luv and when yer wake up there will be food. Would yer like us to eat with you?" She nodded again.

"Alright, Angelina. We'll be back."

They disappeared through the door and she felt alone for the first time in six years. Totally and utterly alone.