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Chapter Eight:

After a long hard day of sailing, Jack retired to his cabin. He had a rather restless

night. He couldn't sleep. Christina and Bonnie were all that was on his mind. Jack

didn't care about what Cleo had said long ago. He would kill that bitch if it took

his life.

Ah, what Cleo had said. Jack remembered it as if it happened 10 days ago instead

of 10 years ago. Cleo had taken his beloved Ashlynne and tortured her into

near insanity. Before Jack could kill the wench, her and her crew pulled a great

escape. The lights went out. Jack heard Cleo whisper in his ear," You can never

kill me Jack. I am a part of you as you are of me." When the lights came on,

she was gone. Ashlynne had died a few moments later leaving Jack with their

5 year old daughter, Bonita or Bonnie. Jack vowed that day if Cleo ever touched

one of his loved ones again, he would have her head.

When Ashlynne was with Cleo, Cleo had her repeatedly raped by Spike, Cleo's pet,

tortured by Nina, Cleo's First mate, and endlessly beaten by Ness. When Jack

finally made it, she was bruised and scarred. It was better that she died in a way.

Jack knew that no amount of medicine would heal her emotional scars.

Bonnie was touched in shameful ways by Angelito, Ness' pet. Bonnie was not beaten,

but Jack wished she had been instead of being molested.

Jack finally drowsed off into a fitful sleep. All he saw now were memories of Ashlynne's

poor face after she had been so brutally treated and all he heard were Bonnie's high pitched wails.