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"I Promise I'll be good! Please don't leave me with him! Mum! Daddy! Please! I don't want to stay here. I want to

go home with you."

A lonely tear slid down her cheek.

"They don't want you anymore lass, it's no use. You're all mine now."

"N- No." The tear hung off her quivering chin.

"Look at them! They aren't even sad about leaving you. You don't want to be with them."

A second tear followed the same path and they fell to the boards in unison.

"You really must stop torturing yourself, love," he said sincerely from the opposite side of one of the tiny rooms in his ship. "Let me do it for you."

Her back was turned to him and she was leaning on the windowsill desperately trying not to let him get to her. Why was Strappings the only person who could turn her into a trembling little blob of emotions?

"If all I did was mention our 'anniversary', if you will, coming up, let's explore what would happen if I mentioned that your loving mother and father sold you to me with only the request that I wouldn't sell you." He smirked.

She turned her head and said sharply, "They cared about me. They didn't want me stuck on a worse ship."

"Ah, but they didn't consider the fact that maybe the Crow was the worse ship, and they also said nothing about giving you away, or what I could do with you. If they left that much out did they really care about you? Don't you think they would have come back for you?"

"Mum!" She wrenched her hand out of his hard grip and ran for her departing parents but was stopped. "Ungh," a sharp pain had taken hold of her and she collapsed. She rolled over, catching her breath, to see her new 'father' holding the leather whip that had caught her by surprise.

She let out a whimper as whip met her back once again. She fell to her knees, still holding on to the windowsill. More tears formed a puddle below her.

"Answer me! Did they really care about you?"

She braced herself as another blow came, and another.

"They didn't." He folded the leather menace and inserted it back into his belt, all the while taking in and enjoying the pain he caused her. "I cared though, that's right, I took you in and brought you up right. I brought you up with discipline. Children need to learn obedience."

She remained facing the window as she repositioned herself hoping he would leave her be. Nonetheless, he came strutting up to her and took hold of her arm. He pulled back her sleeve to her elbow, revealing deep cuts and gashes all up her forearm. She tried to pull away but was too shaky to get away from his grip.

"Why are you hiding your scars, lass? Don't want people to know you're a bad girl?"

She grimaced as he pulled her sleeve up farther, revealing her newest scar she received for simply being in his way while he was on one of his angry rampages around the ship. He held her arm more loosely now and she pulled it from his grip, cradling it in her other arm.

After several minutes of staring at her in silence, he left, leaving her alone in the shadow-filled room. To her, the room was more of a prison than what she was in earlier.

This was the place (well, a very good replica of the place because the original place had sunk), where, on that dreadful day, he placed her on the bed and put ideas in her head. Ideas about her parents, ideas about how her life was going to be. Ideas that scared her so much that after he left her alone in the room, much as he did tonight, she could hear the dark walls echoing his words. And as she tossed and turned again tonight, she could hear the springs in her old bed repeating the same words until she wore herself into an uneasy sleep.

"You disgusting pig!"Captain Strappings paced his quarters, yelling at himself and ripping at anything within grabbing distance. "Why can't you have one conversation with her without bringing her to tears! You just.. Have to see her suffer don't you? "

A very unlucky shipmate stuck his head in the doorway and was met by one of Strappings' shoes that just happened to be in the perfect place for the Captain to kick towards the door.

She wasn't supposed to be scared of him! She was supposed to love him as a child lovesher father! There was never a time that she ran to him for protection; never had they exchanged friendly words. Even in times of battle when she was out on deck with the crew, he always received her strategies through someone else. Boy was she good at strategizing. But of course she had learned everything from the first mate.

He sat down and put is head in his hands. Things weren't supposed to turn out this way, and he had not the slightest possible clue how to fix it.

A/N

Ok, once again, sorry for the long gap in there. I have valid excuses this time though. My school musical was last month, so between when I last updated and mid-march I was at my school until 11 for practically every night. It was lots of fun though, I was on tech crew and techies are the best people you will ever meet. Also, last Friday I went to see the Broadway Musical Wicked. One of the most amazing things I have ever seen. And I have to tell just about everyone that before we went to see the show we went to a fancy Italian restaurant and apparently I was flirting with one of the waiters because he gave me one of those origami napkin roses while me and my 'date' were eating our ice cream. My date being one of my guy friends who was kind enough to sit with me at a two-seat table since those were the only ones left when we got down there. He ate a spoonful of the parmesan cheese they put out for the food in a nice little bowl. It was very disgusting and I got a picture of it. Score! The main point in this whole thing is that I got a napkin rose from a waiter! I felt very special. (for all you people who think napkin roses are stupid, let me be special)

Now, go write those lovely reviews!

-Milkeh

I now dub this the Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Wonderful Reviewers Corner! Or shortened too WWWWRC.

Mz-turner- Aww, creepy? I prefer the term, misunderstood. Sorry about the no name thing once again. But I promise it WILL BE IN THE NEXT CHAPTER!

Kappeh- Just hop on that random Hippie Van and I swear they will take you right to me! You know all my excuses already. Thank you for the grammar help!

Williz- dances around in your pirate booties Fun stuff . That is an interesting girl. As I said though, misunderstood. You have to be tough in prison so basically she is purposely trying to freak them out. It's fun stuff.

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