Familiar People (blacksmiths, pirates, commodores, governors, etc.,)= not mine
Katrina= mine!
Lyrics (whenever they pop in)= not mine
WARNING: If the thought of rape, vampirism, and graphic physical torture squicks you out, don't read this chapter. This is probably the most dark and intense chapter in the story, and please skip it if the subject matter makes you feel uncomfortable. There's a reason why this is rated R, people!
WOOHOO!!! I broke past the 5000 word mark! Here it is! We finally know what happens to Kat after she's dragged off by the soldiers. Sorry this took so long to put out, but someone in my family died, then I got sick with some nasty bug, and I haven't felt like doing much of anything lately. R&R, it keeps the pirates happy.
Robyn: Damn straight!
Jack: You know what keeps me happy. *winks*
Bloodrose05: JACK!!! What have you been telling people?
Jack: That, uh, reviews keep me happy?
Bloodrose05: liar. *launches at Jack* RAR!
Jack: AH! *runs off*
Robyn: *maniacal laughter*
Bloodrose05: Wait! Jack! I didn't mean it!! Come back! *runs after Jack*
Songs: \\Crucify by Tori Amos\\ (not the whole thing)
Keeper of the Dreams: Don't worry! You'll find out soon what's in that letter to Will (actually, I have it drafted out already. It just needs some polishing). Thanks for your review!
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Chapter 7: Walking a Fine Line Between Sanity and Madness
Kat awoke to a familiar sight; the cupboard under the stairs. The bodies of her roommates parents were no where to be found. She looked down at her attire; a dress like Elizabeth's in dark green satin. "Let me out!" She screamed, pounding the door desperately with her fists. The guard standing outside rammed the door with the butt of his rifle, silencing her. "Screw this." She muttered, delivering a roundhouse kick to the door, blasting it off its hinges. A sharp pain in her shoulder alerted her to the bayonet sticking from it. She screamed in pain and fell to the ground. "Stupid, stupid, stupid!" She pounded her good arm on the ground. She rolled over, wincing, watching the guard aim his bayonet at her midsection.
"That's enough, Nigel." Elizabeth said, watching the guard retreat into shadow. "You're to come with me." A sharp kick to her injured shoulder brought her to her feet, fighting the tears back. She led Kat to the parlor, filled with the high society of Port Royal, to the Commodore.
"So glad you could come join us." He said smoothly. "James Norrington. Who might you be?"
"None of your fucking business." Kat hissed, writhing in Elizabeth's strong grip.
"Lizzie, darling, if you would." Norrington looked to his wife.
"O' course, luv." She took her seat at the piano and began playing.
\\Every finger in the room
is pointing at me
I wanna spit in their faces
Then I get afraid of what that could bring\\
Norrington advanced on Kat, pulling her up by her hair. "Such a pretty little wench." He whispered. "But not much better that a whore from Tortuga." Kat fought back the urge to smack that bastard in the face. "Speak!"
"Fuck you." She growled, launching a loogie into his left eye.
\\I got a bowling ball in my stomach
I got a desert in my mouth
Figures that my courage would choose to sell out now\\
"Watch what you say, my dear." He said angrily, throwing her down onto a table. "Gilette, hold her down." The lieutenant tackled her, forcing all of his weight upon her. Norrington raised her skirts and began undoing the fastenings of his trousers. Kat's screams of protest were drowned out by Elizabeth's singing.
\\I've been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
I've been raising up my hands
Drive another nail in
Just what God needs
One more victim\\
"Such a pretty little whore." He whispered in her ear, forcing his way into her. "A virgin. How sweet." She sobbed despite her attempts to stop.
\\Why do we
Crucify ourselvesEvery day
I crucify myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself
Every day
And my heart is sick of being in chains\\
"Waiting for your pirate captain to take this sweet blossom from you?" Tears clung to her dark lashes like diamonds as he broke her barrier. Her tears fell silently as he worked his way up to completion.
\\Got a kick for a dog
Beggin' for Love
I gotta have my suffering
So that I can have my cross\\
"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" He hissed in her ear. His fist jabbed into her injured shoulder, and she cried out in pain. "Answer!"
Afraid of what he would do if she said no, she nodded. With a gasp, he came, shuddering as his essence filled her.
\\I know a cat named Easter
He says will you ever learn
You're just an empty cage girl
If you kill the bird\\
"Take her to a room, would you, love?" Norrington asked Elizabeth.
"O' course, luv." She stopped playing and took Kat by her bad arm, dragging her upstairs. "In here, filthy whore." She shoved Kat into the small, dark room. She was left alone, with her thoughts.
~~
Kat awoke, seeing a pair of high-heels inches from her nose. "Up." Elizabeth's voice rang out above her, delivering a swift kick to her stomach. "You think that you are the only thing James finds pleasure in?" Her small fist connected with the bayonet wound in Kat's shoulder. "I'm his wife! He loves me!"
"I only agreed because I was afraid." Kat whispered hoarsely. "I don't want to die."
"You won't die." She seemed strangely soothing before lashing out on Kat again.
Elizabeth grabbed the whip hanging from the wall. "This'll only sting a little." She said sarcastically, unfurling the whip and letting it down across Kat's back. Her scream echoed off the walls, mocking her pain.
//I'm sorry, Jack.// Kat bit back her screams as the pain became less intense with each lash. Norrington strode in, watching Elizabeth hungrily as she whipped Kat.
"Love," He said, stilling her wrist. "Try the Cat 'o Nine Tails." Her grin widened.
"I forgot we 'ad that!" She said cheerily, skipping off to find it.
"Allow me." He said, taking the leather grip lovingly in his hands. He brought the new lash down on Kat. She howled in pain as the nine thongs cracked against her back. "My sweet little whore," He purred. "This is only the beginning." He nodded to the blacksmith in the shadows, a red-hot iron in his hands.
"Hold still." The blacksmith said in a gravelly voice, wrenching her wrist forth. He brought the brand onto her skin, driving the 'P' shape deep into her flesh. Tears ran down her cheeks as the iron was pulled away, displaying a deep pirate brand in her arm. Her blood sodden back burned as Elizabeth kept slapping it merrily.
"Mmm." She purred, licking Kat's blood from her palms. Meanwhile, Norrington was intent on having his way with her. He dragged her up, unfastening his pants and forcing himself into her mouth. She gagged around the mouthful of rotting flesh, trying her best not to vomit again. Elizabeth took a small dagger and began stabbing Kat with it. It all became too much, and she passed out.
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Next chapter: The letter! In the meantime R&R!
Katrina= mine!
Lyrics (whenever they pop in)= not mine
WARNING: If the thought of rape, vampirism, and graphic physical torture squicks you out, don't read this chapter. This is probably the most dark and intense chapter in the story, and please skip it if the subject matter makes you feel uncomfortable. There's a reason why this is rated R, people!
WOOHOO!!! I broke past the 5000 word mark! Here it is! We finally know what happens to Kat after she's dragged off by the soldiers. Sorry this took so long to put out, but someone in my family died, then I got sick with some nasty bug, and I haven't felt like doing much of anything lately. R&R, it keeps the pirates happy.
Robyn: Damn straight!
Jack: You know what keeps me happy. *winks*
Bloodrose05: JACK!!! What have you been telling people?
Jack: That, uh, reviews keep me happy?
Bloodrose05: liar. *launches at Jack* RAR!
Jack: AH! *runs off*
Robyn: *maniacal laughter*
Bloodrose05: Wait! Jack! I didn't mean it!! Come back! *runs after Jack*
Songs: \\Crucify by Tori Amos\\ (not the whole thing)
Keeper of the Dreams: Don't worry! You'll find out soon what's in that letter to Will (actually, I have it drafted out already. It just needs some polishing). Thanks for your review!
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Chapter 7: Walking a Fine Line Between Sanity and Madness
Kat awoke to a familiar sight; the cupboard under the stairs. The bodies of her roommates parents were no where to be found. She looked down at her attire; a dress like Elizabeth's in dark green satin. "Let me out!" She screamed, pounding the door desperately with her fists. The guard standing outside rammed the door with the butt of his rifle, silencing her. "Screw this." She muttered, delivering a roundhouse kick to the door, blasting it off its hinges. A sharp pain in her shoulder alerted her to the bayonet sticking from it. She screamed in pain and fell to the ground. "Stupid, stupid, stupid!" She pounded her good arm on the ground. She rolled over, wincing, watching the guard aim his bayonet at her midsection.
"That's enough, Nigel." Elizabeth said, watching the guard retreat into shadow. "You're to come with me." A sharp kick to her injured shoulder brought her to her feet, fighting the tears back. She led Kat to the parlor, filled with the high society of Port Royal, to the Commodore.
"So glad you could come join us." He said smoothly. "James Norrington. Who might you be?"
"None of your fucking business." Kat hissed, writhing in Elizabeth's strong grip.
"Lizzie, darling, if you would." Norrington looked to his wife.
"O' course, luv." She took her seat at the piano and began playing.
\\Every finger in the room
is pointing at me
I wanna spit in their faces
Then I get afraid of what that could bring\\
Norrington advanced on Kat, pulling her up by her hair. "Such a pretty little wench." He whispered. "But not much better that a whore from Tortuga." Kat fought back the urge to smack that bastard in the face. "Speak!"
"Fuck you." She growled, launching a loogie into his left eye.
\\I got a bowling ball in my stomach
I got a desert in my mouth
Figures that my courage would choose to sell out now\\
"Watch what you say, my dear." He said angrily, throwing her down onto a table. "Gilette, hold her down." The lieutenant tackled her, forcing all of his weight upon her. Norrington raised her skirts and began undoing the fastenings of his trousers. Kat's screams of protest were drowned out by Elizabeth's singing.
\\I've been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
I've been raising up my hands
Drive another nail in
Just what God needs
One more victim\\
"Such a pretty little whore." He whispered in her ear, forcing his way into her. "A virgin. How sweet." She sobbed despite her attempts to stop.
\\Why do we
Crucify ourselvesEvery day
I crucify myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself
Every day
And my heart is sick of being in chains\\
"Waiting for your pirate captain to take this sweet blossom from you?" Tears clung to her dark lashes like diamonds as he broke her barrier. Her tears fell silently as he worked his way up to completion.
\\Got a kick for a dog
Beggin' for Love
I gotta have my suffering
So that I can have my cross\\
"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" He hissed in her ear. His fist jabbed into her injured shoulder, and she cried out in pain. "Answer!"
Afraid of what he would do if she said no, she nodded. With a gasp, he came, shuddering as his essence filled her.
\\I know a cat named Easter
He says will you ever learn
You're just an empty cage girl
If you kill the bird\\
"Take her to a room, would you, love?" Norrington asked Elizabeth.
"O' course, luv." She stopped playing and took Kat by her bad arm, dragging her upstairs. "In here, filthy whore." She shoved Kat into the small, dark room. She was left alone, with her thoughts.
~~
Kat awoke, seeing a pair of high-heels inches from her nose. "Up." Elizabeth's voice rang out above her, delivering a swift kick to her stomach. "You think that you are the only thing James finds pleasure in?" Her small fist connected with the bayonet wound in Kat's shoulder. "I'm his wife! He loves me!"
"I only agreed because I was afraid." Kat whispered hoarsely. "I don't want to die."
"You won't die." She seemed strangely soothing before lashing out on Kat again.
Elizabeth grabbed the whip hanging from the wall. "This'll only sting a little." She said sarcastically, unfurling the whip and letting it down across Kat's back. Her scream echoed off the walls, mocking her pain.
//I'm sorry, Jack.// Kat bit back her screams as the pain became less intense with each lash. Norrington strode in, watching Elizabeth hungrily as she whipped Kat.
"Love," He said, stilling her wrist. "Try the Cat 'o Nine Tails." Her grin widened.
"I forgot we 'ad that!" She said cheerily, skipping off to find it.
"Allow me." He said, taking the leather grip lovingly in his hands. He brought the new lash down on Kat. She howled in pain as the nine thongs cracked against her back. "My sweet little whore," He purred. "This is only the beginning." He nodded to the blacksmith in the shadows, a red-hot iron in his hands.
"Hold still." The blacksmith said in a gravelly voice, wrenching her wrist forth. He brought the brand onto her skin, driving the 'P' shape deep into her flesh. Tears ran down her cheeks as the iron was pulled away, displaying a deep pirate brand in her arm. Her blood sodden back burned as Elizabeth kept slapping it merrily.
"Mmm." She purred, licking Kat's blood from her palms. Meanwhile, Norrington was intent on having his way with her. He dragged her up, unfastening his pants and forcing himself into her mouth. She gagged around the mouthful of rotting flesh, trying her best not to vomit again. Elizabeth took a small dagger and began stabbing Kat with it. It all became too much, and she passed out.
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Next chapter: The letter! In the meantime R&R!
