Chapter 5:Then what?

At first he sees only a bunch of cuts and blood. But then as he looks a bit harder he sees it looks like a map.

"Wha's this?" He asks.

"Wha's wha'?" She asks, as if she has nothing on her. She moves to pull down the sleeve but he stops her.

"Tell me wha' this is." He says to her. "It looks like a map. But fer wha'?" He seems to say the rest to himself.

"If ye let me go Ill tell ye."

"Before I do tha'. Fer wha' treasure is this?"

"What makes ye think its fer treasure?" She looks him in the eyes.

No, she thinks. I cant, not again. Stupid eyes. Me one weakness.

She quickly looks away.

"If its not fer treasure. Then what could it be fer?" He looks at her then back at her shoulder.

"Im not to sure." She paused for a moment. "I have no memory of when I was small. Except fer one small part. One day, me 8th birthday, men came to our house. Killed everybody but me. I fought, he said something bout me and me future. I remember he said that one day, many years from then, he would see me again and I could be of some use."

"What does that have to do with this thing here, luv?"

"I think he put it there. I saw him again yesterday mornin'. I don't remember much, again, except fer the part where he did this to me while I was still awake. He said again that I shouldn't wander off to far, he will be needin' me soon."

Jack leaves the room. Comes back again with cloth, water, and rum.

He placed it on the floor near her and he started to clean and fix the shoulder.

As he looked closer, he noticed scars all along her arm. Very faint scars. He looked at her other arm and saw the same thing.

"Where did these come from?" He asked in a serious tone of voice.

"Some are from fights. But most of them…."

"Wha' luv? 'Most of 'em' wha'?"

"I did most of them. With me dagger. Only me ship mates know bout 'em." She looked at the scars with sorrow on her face. She couldn't bare to think about the past, or parts that she may remember. She spent all this time trying to forget it, even if it was just momentarily.

"Why?" He said, with what sounded like, concern in his voice.

"Why not?" Is all she said, as-a-matter-factly.

She looked at her arms again. Rubbing her callused hands over them and at some spots, tracing them with your fingers.

Tears swelled up in her eyes. Something that hasn't happened since she was very little. She didn't even cry when her whole family died. Something else that hasn't happened in a very long time, happened. A thought, a thought she hasn't thought in an even longer time.

'What have I done?'

She quickly covered up the scars of the past and fought back the tears. Only a few dripped down her face, making wet marks through all the dirt on her face.

She tried to hide them before Jack could see, but it was too late. He saw the tears and the pain on her face.

"Luv? C'mon. Tell ol' Jack bout yer troubles." He tried to wipe the tears away, but she didn't let him touch her. It's obvious that she doesn't trust men. That there was only one she ever trusted. 'He ripped your heart out.' She thought. People (even she) said that she had no heart at all, the only part of heart that she did have, was blacker than the blackest of nights.

"Can ye take me to me ship? It should be round here somewhere."

"No luv. I don't think so."

"Fine then. Are we going to Tortuga by any chance?"

"Aye. Why do ye ask?" He looks at her suspiciously.

"No reason. Jest thought that it would be great to go to Tortuga some time. Havent been there in a while."

"Ok…. Well. About that map thingy on your shoulder. The man who gave it to you. Do you remember what he looked like?"

"Not really. I jest remember that he looked really old, had a big hat. That's bout as much as I can."

"We are going to visit an old friend in Tortuga while we are there. He could probably help us find out bout this little thing on your arm there. So no tryin to escape or else Im not gonna tell ye what it means and yell have to figure out what this man wants with ye all by yer onesies. Savvy?"

"Then what?"

Jacks POV

Tears. Why does she have tears in her eyes? Whats all this bout? Jack thinks, oh…. Well that explains the scars. Why on earth would she hurt herself like that?

Shes so pretty she shouldn't be actin like this.

"Fine then. Are we going to Tortuga by any chance?" She asks.

Why would she want to know? What is she thinking of? Whats going on inside that pretty little head?

Kats POV

Not again. I gotta stay away from him. Hes gonna hurt me jest like the other. But what would it matter? Its not like I can feel much now anyway. Im to numb from all the pain Ive had. I could get stabbed and not even know it until somebody told me. He he…. That's actually kinda funny….

Wait a minute. Tortuga! Its me only chance. If we get off there then I can get back to me ship! I jest hope shes there. She should be…. It is where I told 'em to wait fer me if theres been no word from me fer a week. I haven't written to 'em in a week and a half. They gotta be there…. But when I get off, how will I lose Jack? Hell find me, most likely. He seems good at that.

When I get away from him. Then what?

Hello! More still too come, it gets much better, I promise you. So, please, bare with me through the extremely bad parts. ) Thanks, mates.

CaptnKat