And so, after that evening, Jun Dao and I came to an arrangement. I would be allowed to work like a normal sailor during the day, with my percentage of plunder as long as I agreed to spend the evenings with him, doing whatever he wished. Not all of it was shagging of course, some nights we would talk, other nights he would read to me and the odd night I would allow him to dress me up in the silk, woman's robes that he kept. He would then powder my face chalk white, colour my lips crimson and blacken my eyes before placing an elaborate headdress over my own hair. I thought it strange but never said anything as it appeared to make him happy. I did, however, ask what it was about me that he admired so.

"You are beautiful" he told me simply.

I frowned at him then, for I was only after inspecting myself in his mirror and I was anything but beautiful. I was thinner than ever, but with rather muscular limbs and a gaunt face, not helped by my tall frame, flat bosom and my non-existent hips. Any hints of my once pale skin had disappeared long ago and replaced by dark skin and the odd patch of sunburn peppered with a variety of tattoos and scars which I often picked at with calloused hands. My poker straight hair was longer again and ended in knotted rat's tails at my shoulders, parts of it lighter now from the sun. My face wasn't much better with my puggish nose and heavy-set eyebrows and my mouth contained a mixture of silver and real teeth along with the odd gap. My cheeks were never without cuts and bruises along with the long scar that ran from my cheek to my jaw and to complete my over-all fashionable appearance I was in dire need of a through cleansing and sweat and grime covered me from head to toe. Delectable.

"Be serious" I replied.

He hesitated slightly then, "Well…you are not conventionally beautiful. But some men would find you reasonably attractive. It's your eyes you see?"

"Right" I said, not sure whether to be flattered or insulted.

Although I did not make a habit of love affairs, I had a strange feeling that this meant something more to my Captain than it did to me. After all, I was the one playing along under his will, not the other way around and handsome as he was, if it weren't for the ruby, which I was no closer to getting hold of, I had an inkling that I would not be with him at all. Every time he looked at me, it made me feel strange, a similar feeling that I got when looked at by a man during my days in France, but something altogether warmer. A look that I had wished that I could have received of Jack Sparrow, even if it was only a fraction of.

I tried to return these looks as honestly as I could, but I couldn't, and the further I fell into the dark pit that was Jun Dao's delirium, the further I came to realise what a hideous person I was. All these years I had myself convinced that I was just a victim of consequence, one of those just struggling to survive who bad things happened to. The truth, in fact, was totally different. I was the person who initiated all these happenings, either through my own stupidity, greed or cowardice if I had acted the good, Christian girl I was meant to be then none of this would have happened. I was a bad person and what was more is that I was proud of it. For now at least.

Almost a year of playing Jun Dao's game of two lovers, I finally lost my patience. The Chang Shi never left eastern waters and I was growing sick of the same routine, same food, same weather and trying to communicate to people in broken Mandarin, I wanted to go back to the heat of the Caribbean and the only way I would be able to do that is if I had money and to me, money meant the ruby, for our payment on board the Chang Shi was our bed, board and honour of sailing under the command of our Captain. The ruby was the one thing I didn't have. Jun Dao kept it around his neck at all times and when he wasn't wearing it, it was locked away in a small box in his desk. I realised that I wasn't being opportunistic enough but my moment came early one evening when Jun Dao realised that we were being pursued by none other than the Royal Navy.

"We can't turn and fight now" he told us, "The wind is on their side and the best thing we can do is try and outrun them"

We mumbled in agreement. I leaned over the railings and saw the dot on the horizon that was a navy vessel. It was small, but looking at it again ten minutes later it was gradually getting bigger.

"Mister Crugg!"

I spun around to find Jun Dao looking at me expectantly. I knew what he wanted, but felt reluctant to do so as I didn't need fornication at that moment, I needed a captain who would get us out of this situation and take control. A tug on my gut told me that Jack Sparrow would never ask at a time like this. Then again, it was unlikely that he would ever ask me for such a thing, ever.

In his quarters, Jun Dao pulled my clothing off eagerly and I did the same to him realising that this would possibly be my last chance to get hold of the ruby. I held my breath and pulled his shirt over his head and, catching the ruby with it, threw it on a heap on the floor; it would have to stay there for the time being, until I thought of the next step.

Things went on as they always did, nothing unusual happened until I opened my eyes at one point, not to see Jun Dao puffing away on top of me, but Jack Sparrow grinning back, I blinked again and he was gone again and I shook this off as being tired.

Our little "session" was cut short, however, when something that could have only been a cannon ball hit the starboard side and sent the ship rocking vigorously. It was only then that he realised his duties and leapt out of bed, dressing quickly.

"Stay here!" he told me, hastily pulling on his shirt and, to my delight, leaving the necklace on the floor in his haste.

I nodded my obedience and waited until he was gone before dressing quickly, pulling on my weapons with the intention of grabbing the precious stone and running out to see what was going on. I approached the necklace carefully, wanting to savour the moment that I had waited a year for.

"Got you" I murmured, reaching out to grab it, when I was thrown back by another blast of cannon fire rocketing through the ship. This sent a large trunk flying and scattering all manner of treasure scattering over the ruby. I growled my annoyance and set about searching through the various pieces of jewellery and silk, trying to find my ruby again.

I stopped, when a glint of red from under the bed caught my eye and unsheathed my cutlass and reached under the bed, trying to catch the chain on my blade, whilst a series of bangs and shouts went on outside along with the shudder of a ship making contact with something solid.

"C'mon, that's it you little red shit. C'mon" I said through gritted teeth, before sighing in triumph, "Got you!"

I grasped the cold metal tightly and went to pocket it, but changed my mind and put it around my neck instead. Just then, I felt myself tackled from behind and I went sprawling face first into the wooden floor, grazing my chin. I rolled over and kneed my attacker in the stomach, making them double over and roll to the side. I tried to scramble away and reach for my cutlass that had been knocked out of my hand, but a loud shot ringing out stopped me in my tracks and an immediate burning sensation reached my upper arm. I cried out in pain and looked down to see blood seeping through a gash in my bicep. So angry at being shot I hurled around and smacked whoever it was across the face with my fist. They dropped like a stone. I stood above them, putting my boot on their neck before seeing, with a slight wince, who it was.

"Crugg! What are you doing with my ruby?"

The fight went out of me and I mumbled limply, "Apologies Jun Dao, I need it."

"You blackguard!" he spat, furious, "Do you know how many men have died for that thing?"

I heard the clash of sword stop outside and an upper-class English accent say, "This ship is ours! Men, search it and flush out any crew that may be hiding. Find the captain!"

I turned back to Jun Dao to answer his question, unable to look him in the eye, "I haven't a clue, but there's about to be one more. I'm sorry."

I shut my eyes and hastily cut his throat. He needed to die for my plan to work, I couldn't afford to be caught again. I tried to ignore his gargling breath as he fought for life and I set about quickly to work. Pulling the biggest silk robe I had over my own clothes and weapons, I rapidly painted my face with the make-up he kept in his dresser and covered my own hair with the headdress. I heard footsteps thundering in the direction of the cabin as I soaked Jun Dao's own sword in his blood and held it awkwardly in front of me just as three officers and a young captain burst into the room, weapons drawn.

I didn't give them time to react, "Oh thank God, you're here!" I said in the most upper class accent I could muster, "I killed him! I didn't mean to, but this brute of a Captain was going to attack me!" I started to cry hysterically.

"Calm down madam" The captain took a step towards me, "Are you saying this is Captain Jun Dao?"

"Yes" I nodded frantically, "He's been keeping me hostage and dressing me up an..and…"

I cried harder and watched through my fingers and they looked at one another before their leader spoke again, "I reassure you madam, you're quite safe now. Come with us and we'll transport you home safely."

He put his hand on my shoulder and began to guide me out of the room, "Thank you!" I said pathetically, half disgusted, half proud of myself. My only main concern now was the rest of the crew ratting me out, but as I appeared on deck I was glad to see that either they had been already been taken to the cells of the HMS Conquest or were lying on deck, dead.

I spun a long winded explanation to this "Captain Norrington", about how I was a governess travelling to Asia on an expedition with my husband to meet my new employer, but I was kidnapped whilst still in Singapore by the Chang Shi and have been kept captive for nearly a year. All I wanted was to return to Singapore to try and find my husband, Jack.

"We are more than happy to assist madam" Norrington had told me from the comfort of his quarters, "In the meantime, let us make you has comfortable as possible, you may have my quarters and I will sleep elsewhere"

I had smiled gratefully, "What will happen to the rest of the crew?" I knew fine rightly what would happen to them, but I just wanted to be sure that I wouldn't be found out if one of them saw me and squealed.

"They will hang for what they have done, of course. I make it my personal duty to see that any man you sails under a pirate flag or wears a pirate brand swings"

I had requested that I be left alone at all times and refused any form of clean clothing or hygiene claiming that that last thing I wanted was "another man touching me after those ten months of violation" and spent my days with the same make-up, robe and headdress on, hiding my real identity, along with my weapons that I hid under Norrington's bed and the fresh wound on my arm which was growing more painful by the second. One evening I had removed my shirt to inspect the damage. There was definitely a bullet stuck in there as it was lumpy, inflamed and seeping a yellowy puss. I could have asked for the ship's doctor, but rick exposing myself at the same time, so I just had to grin and bear it, soaking the thing in cold water every day and wrapping it in cloth when I could. However, if it wasn't seen to soon, the infection would turn to a fever and I would most certainly die.

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