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Four

Swab could see the men dragging the chests over the sand as she stood at her captain's side. "Look at it, Swab," a hand rested on the youngster's head and a familiar, holly face appeared, "that's all yours someday, aye?"

The man who spoke was suddenly struck. "Don't put ideas into her head, Gord."

Glancing over to the Captain, Swab regarded him carefully. The Captain smiled generously—too generously. "Don't worry, my pet, you'll get your due reward soon enough."

With that the captain stalked off, watching the men hide his treasure. Gord eyed Swab in regret. "Rita," Gord, the heavily bearded man, bent down, "ye've got ta get off this island—now."

Swab frowned. "Why?"

"Because," Gord replied, "yer not safe 'ere. Not safe anywhere 'til we get back to mainland, ya hear?"

"Gord, come on now—"

"The plans the Cap'n has for ye—"

"The captain wouldn't hurt me." Swab said with confusion. "He's my father."

Gord just stared at the girl. "Well ye've got to get back to the boat."

Something splashed into the water and began to bark. "Atticus!" Swab turned to her pet. "Come here boy!"

"Marguerite!" The Captain called.

Swab instantly followed the Captain's orders, Gord becoming distracted with the new chests that came on land. Atticus followed Swab into the cave, after the Captain. "Here, lass."

After her eyes adjusted to the darkness, Swab ran toward the image of her father, dressed in lavish red clothes. "Look at it." The captain marveled at the chests. "Each one of those is filled to the brim with treasure, Marguerite. Can you believe it?"

Swab just beamed with curiosity. "Right then," the captain pushed her ahead, "go see if you stand nearly as high as them."

"Oh, Captain, they're twice my height, I—"

"Just do it." The captain snapped, shoving Swab ahead.

Swab did as she was told and stood next to the chests, and when she turned to face the Captain she saw a barrel aimed right for her. "Sorry, my dear, but I can't have competition, can I?"

Atticus came thundering into the cave, causing a stir. The Captain growled at the large dog that nearly knocked him over as he raced for his master"Shut the blasted mutt up!"

"No!" Swab begged as the captain aimed for Atticus. "Don't hurt him, please!"

"I said, shut him up!"

A gunshot went off, and the dog fell onto the sand, coloring it red as he whimpered in pain. "Atticus!" Swab fell to the dog's side.

"Rita!" Gord cried in terror. "No!"

"Stupid girl." The Captain grumbled, walking forward, reloading his gun as he watched Swab sob over her hairy black companion. "He was only a dog."

When Swab looked up the gun went off.

Jack gasped for air and when he opened his eyes Swab was gone, there was only sand beneath him. "Swab?" Jack called. "Swab!"

Getting to his feet, Jack stumbled out of the cave, everything was gone—even the coming storm…only the moon remained. Jack gazed up at the slit of a moon. Jack saw a glint on the sand nearby. Moving to where the tide now washed, Jack saw a familiar pistol and ring. Bending down, Jack picked up his belongings and gave a sigh. "Oh lass…all you ever wanted was a friend…"