(A/n: Thank you for the wonderful reviews and to clarify this is as if DMC never happerned)

Chapter Fourteen: What I Came For.

Aurora quietly left Jack's cabin as the sun began to sink into the horizon.

He must have been tired… She closed the door quietly and slowly stepped into the fading daylight. Screeching caught her attention as Jack, the monkey, hopped down onto her shoulders and hid under her hair.

"Hello there," She greeted the little creature giving it an affectionate scratch. Aurora climbed up into the masts and found herself a place among the beams as she stared out over the ocean. Her new found friend jumped from her shoulder to her side looking out to see what she was staring at. Aurora began to think of what would happen when they dock. No doubt Amaya had already retrieved what she had ordered her to get.

Hopefully not another common whore… The pale woman braced herself against her hands as she leaned back carefully. Her joints felt stiff and her muscles ached in a dull throb as she started becoming aware of the chronic fatigue that began to consume her. Little Jack jumped back onto her shoulder and hid again lowly chattering in her ear. Aurora peered down past the sails to see none other than the captain standing below her. Grinning mischievously while removing little Jack from her neck, she carefully lowered herself to the wooden beam above and behind him. Quickly, she hooked her legs around it and flipped backwards hanging upside down behind the pirate she grabs his shoulders in one fluid movement. Jack spun around jumping back in surprise and then again as the monkey dropped down hanging by its tail. Pulling out his gun Jack blasted little Jack.

"Damn monkey," He murmured then looked to Aurora, who hung upside down in front of him glaring at him for shooting her friend. The pirate raised an eyebrow at the woman who swung upside down in front of him.

"Afternoon Captain," She greeted with a smirk then swung her body back releasing her grip on the beam and dropping to the ground landing on her feet.

"Ever heard of the gem of Anon?" Jack questioned, Aurora's heart skipped a beat.

So that is what you want…her face remained calm as she put on a slightly confused face in false ignorance.

"What's that?" Aurora cocked her head to the side and stared him in the eye. Jack eyed her with some suspicion then smiled sending a wave of nervousness through her body.

"A very valuable gem that I need you to help me get," Jack shifted as she smirked at him "You asked what I wanted." Aurora glanced to the ground then back up to his eyes.

"Why my help?" She questioned fully knowing the answer but wanting to see if he would tell the truth.

"Seems it's in a bit of a unnatural place," He ran his eyes over her body "And seeing as how you're a bit unnatural yourself." Aurora pretended to run over it in her mind.

"Sure I'll help you," She smirked and walked past him. Jack turned and caught up with her.

"Just like that?" He asked with doubt in his voice. Aurora continued to walk.

"Just like that," She repeated to him firmly. Jack moved in front of her blocking her path and cornering her against the side of the ship. She glanced to his arms then turned to gaze into the hazy brown depths of his eyes.

"Something tells me there is more to it than that," He muses searching her eyes for any hint that she was lying to him. Aurora lets out an amused laugh as she continues to stare at him.

"So paranoid you pirates," She continues to laugh lowly "Glad I'm not one of you." Moving his arm she walks off leaving a very suspicious Captain in her wake. Aurora glanced back to Jack as he staggered off to the helm after their little encounter.

This could work to my advantage…The mage thought to herself already formulating a plan to tell her sisters. Staring off into the distance she allowed her mind to drift into a meditative state. The blackness enveloped her mind and time slipped through her fingers yet again because when she opened her eyes again she could see the faint glow of an island in the distance. Aurora's eyes glazed over red at the sight.

Amaya…

Nothing like the scent of corruption in the morning.