Speaking of the Past

By Viggorus183

A/N: I think that the first part of this is a bit nasty so bear with me. But the rest of the story is good if I do say so myself. I'm about to start writing this now but I already have it in my mind what's about to happen.

Disclaimer: I don't own POTC, AnaMaria, Jack, Will, Elizabeth, Gibbs, Marty or anybody else in the movie but I do own Marcel, Claudia, Alton, Gavin and Hunter. They are all helpless fragmented (is that a word? I'm not sure but I used it anyway.) victims of my mind. (If you care) Now on with the damn, blasted story.

She stopped in her tracks falling behind Elizabeth as she walked towards a vendor.

He forced his mouth to hers as she pounded against his chest earning her a forceful slap. He thrust harder this time making her cry out in pain.

It was him. There he was standing there talking to another woman at the vendor. She brought her hand up to her mouth to stifle a scream.

"AnaMaria?" Elizabeth said questioningly. The man turned towards AnaMaria with a smile. She ran and ran down the street. She turned to see the man and Elizabeth following behind her. She fell on all four limbs, skinning the rough flesh of her hands. Scrambling up to continue to run she let out a short scream. The man caught up to her grabbing her by the shoulders as everyone on the streets watched on confused and bewildered at their actions.

She pounded against his chest again and again refusing to give up as the tears came freely down her face.

"Let go of me!" AnaMaria screamed frantically. "Don't fuckin' touch me!"

"AnaMaria," Elizabeth said cautiously coming up to AnaMaria, as the man backed away slowly. "AnaMaria? What's wrong with you?"

"Get the fuck away from me!" She yelled unsheathing her sword.

The man took a wary step towards her. "Miss AnaMaria. We're only tryin' t' help you." She put the sword towards his throat threateningly.

He thrust harder into the girl beneath him with a dirty smirk on his face.

"Stop!" She yelled faintly, her own voice betraying her. A tear welled in her eye and before she had a chance to catch it it fell, rolling down her check. "Don't come near me," she said before her sword fell to the ground with a clank and her body fell down right beside it.

The man carried AnaMaria back to the house while Elizabeth carried her sword not quite sure how to do it.

"Right up this street here." Elizabeth pointed at the large house up the street. The man nodded and continued walking up the road.

Soon they were at the house and Elizabeth opened the door letting the man and the limp woman into her home. "Up these stairs here." He continued up the stairs carrying the pirate. Elizabeth came to the room she wanted to put her in and walked in hurriedly pulling back the sheets to slip AnaMaria inside.

"Who are you?" asked a very angry Will Turner. Elizabeth walked to her husband putting a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

"Nothing's going on Will. He helped me bring AnaMaria back here." Will's expression changed from anger to worry and shock in a matter of seconds, suddenly noticing AnaMaria laying in the bed. He walked over to the bed and stared at her pale face.

"What happened to her?"

"I… I don't know she… We were walking around the market and then she saw something. She started running back this way and then when we tried to come towards her she started screaming things. Telling us to get away from her and not to touch her… Where's Jack?"

"Right here luv." Jack said in his usual drunken slur appearing as if on que at the door. "And who's this?" Jack asked looking at the man standing in the room with the blonde curly, shoulder length hair and fairly tanned skin. "Where's Maria?" He inquired not bothering to let someone answer the first question.

"Here she is." Elizabeth announced moving out of the way so that Jack could see her.

"What happened to her?" He asked walking to her side, pushing Will out of the way. Elizabeth sighed having to retell the tale.

"Alton brought her back to the house for me since I wouldn't be able to manage myself."

"Thank ye Alton. You're a good lad," Jack said never taking his eyes off Maria. "Can ye leave me wit' Maria for a bit?"

"Sure Jack," Elizabeth said pushing Alton and Will out of the room.

"Jack," AnaMaria said once the three of them had left.

"Maria!" Jack said in surprise. "You're awake."

"Been tha' way since she started tellin' th' tale," was the remark she gave to accompany the smirk. The female pirate sat up in the bed drawing her legs up so that the captain could sit on the edge of the bed.

"Wha' happened t' ya?"

"Elizabeth tol' ye already Jack," she said rolling her eyes.

"Well why then. Wha' made ye do it."

"It's nothin' Jack," she said preparing to get up and go downstairs.

"AnaMaria! Can ye please tell me wha' th' bloody 'ell is goin' on wit' ye!" AnaMaria sat down beside him with a sigh.

"Okay. I'll tell ye. We were walkin' down th' street, me and Elizabeth, the man that brought me here, I thought he was Hunter…" Jack had halfway made his way out of the bedroom door with his sword unsheathed before she stopped him.

"Jack, dammit 's not 'im! I just thought it was." She said trying to calm him down so he wouldn't go kill the innocent man.

"How do ye know. Ye thought it was 'im b'fore. Why th' sudden change o' heart."

"I jes' know, okay? 'S not 'im. Jes reminded me o' 'im is all." He reluctantly came back to sit back where he was before on the bed, laying the sword on it. "I 'ad a flashback, or vision or somethin' or other abou' when he raped me. And then the rest is what Elizabeth tol' ye. Satisfied?" She said walking out of the room, not waiting for a reply.

"Bloody women," he muttered under his breath after she was out of hearing range, slowly getting up from his spot to follow her down the stairs.