"Your... Your Maud's brother?" They stood on a grassy cliff. She stared at him, remembering when she was kidnapped by Maud. Maud had pushed her off the plank of the Black Pearl in the ocean when she was six, so Jack would have to jump in after her. Then Maud had tried to shoot Camille. Finally when Maud was caught, and to be hanged... it turned out that she was pregnant. Of course, you couldn't kill the child as well when the baby was innocent. The father was Anthony, who was a member of the navy, he had saved Camille... Anthony had no choice but to go with Maud...

"I am." John said, folding his arms, looking at her up and down.

"And... And what happened to Maud?"

His eyes snapped back to hers, "You haven't heard?" He asked in an angry way, a disgusted look on his face. "She died." John told her coldly, clearly not liking the subject. "She died while giving birth. Her and the baby."

Camille lowered her eyes to his neatly polished boots. Her eyes lifted back to his, a questioning look on her face.

"Your wondering about Anthony?"

She nodded slowly, "Yes..."

"He's with them. He's also dead."

"How?" The question slipped out of her mouth.

"You didn't ask me how my sister died...But you ask about him." He glared, his hands curling into fists, then going loose, then curling back into fists. John tilted his head to the side, "He took the coward's way out of life. Anthony had no wife, no child...He wouldn't be allowed back into the Navy, and I really didn't like him that much. I suppose he thought that life wasn't living. So, while on my sister's ships, which I took over, he tied a cannon to his leg, and jumped into the ocean."

Camille felt cold suddenly, staring at him in disbelief. Anthony had been so nice to her when she was little, always showing her things, and reading to her from his books. "He- He did?"

His eyes narrowed "Maybe. Or maybe I gave him a small nudge over the plank. Who knows?" A smirk made it's way to his lips. He brushed past her, "Now if you'll excuse me, dear Camille." He started to make his way back to the port, a few buildings were engulfed in flames.

"Wait!" She called, running after him, "What are you doing here? That can't be the only reason why you came."

John spun around, grabbing Camille's arms in a sudden motion. "Your correct. There is more why I came. But I see no point in telling it to you."

"But... You had one of your crew members to come and get me."

He let out an annoyed sigh, then slapped her across the face, sending her to the ground. John pushed her shoulders against the ground. He put a leg on each side of her, "Listen, you need to stop asking so many questions. I don't liked being asked too many questions." His hand went to her throat, "I do not like it at all. Do you understand?" When she gave no reply, he leaned in closer, kissing her in a hard and forceful way on her lower neck. He stopped, and let his lips run up her neck, to her ear, "I said, do you understand?" Camille nodded.

"That's good." He stood up, picking Camille up with him. He stood her on her feet then let her go. Sharply, he turned around, his gun raised, "Don't even try to, Jack."

"John?" Jack quirked his eyebrows, "What are you doing here?"

"What does it look like I'm dong here?" He motioned to the port, where flames were still burning, they were still cries and screams.

"Right..." Jack looked to Camille, "What are you doing with her?"

"Talking..." John said with a smirk, pushing Camille into Jack.

"Are you alright?" He asked Camille concernedly. When she nodded, he stepped in front of her.

"Sparrow... What are you doing here?" John asked with a laugh, "Your at a port, and everyone welcomes you. That's the worst pirating I've ever heard of."

"Or is it? Just think... This port has a navy. The navy trusts me... The navy is on my side." This wiped the look off of John's face.

"How is the Black Pearl?"

"Why?"

"Just want to know the condition it's in, Jack." He smirked, his blue eyes dancing. John gave a bow to each of them, "I'll be seeing you each soon." John left them. In minutes, the fighting ended, and the ships were leaving.

"Why'd you let him go?" Camille asked Jack.

"He's up to something... Whatever it is...It's something importanted. If it wasn't... He would've ordered every man killed... And every woman taken to one of the ships..." Jack muttered, deep in thought.

"But why'd you let him go-"

"Sometimes you just need to wait and see what the other person is up to before you make any decisions. That's exactly what we're going to do." Jack frowned, watching the ships disappear into darkness.