Ana looked arond shocked, "this is tha famous Tortuga?"
Jack moved aside as a drunk stumbled past them, "well it's not in it's heyday luv, but it's still a home away from home."
Once they reached the docks, the group split up and went into different bars. All that was left was Ana and Jack.
Ana started to walk towards the bar, she really wanted to get drunk when Jack called her.
"Ana!"
Ana dropped her head and sighed in annoyance, "yes cap'in?" she asked in annoyance as she turned around.
"We need ta talk." He said as he led her towards a bar. Over on another side of town Aaron Rossen, one of the crewmembers of the Pearl stood on the side of the road.
"Come on! Come on!" He exclaimed angrily looking around nervously, "I wanna get this ova wit' so I can go 'ave a drink."
Suddenly a carriage pulled up and the curtains pulled back revealing Madeline.
Madeline wasted no time in getting down to business.
"When did you get in?" She asked.
"About an 'our ago."
"Where did he go?"
" 'e went in a bar." Said Rossen rubbing his arm.
Madeline annoyingly sighed, "which bar?"
"I didn't really look." He answered gruffly.
Suddenly two hands reached out and grabbed his shirt collar and roughly pulled him against the carriage.
This time a man's face appeared. His light yellow skin paled in compared to Aaron's tanned skin. His green eyes flashed maliciously as he once again pulled him against the carriage.
"The lady asked you a question, which bar did he go into?"
Aaron fearful of being crashed back into the carriage again yelled out weakly, "I rememba now! I rememba...it wuz tha drunken monkey!"
The man roughly dropped Aaron on the ground while the woman dropped a sack of coins next to him.
"Thank you for your troubles." She said emotionlessly as the carriage sped off.
Aaron dusted himself off and checked himself for any broken bones. His cheek was cut, he had bruises on the side of his head, and he think he might have bruised a rib, but other than he was fine.
As the carriage sped down the road Madeline leaned back against the seat and sighed contentedly to herself, I think I'll drop in and give Mr. Sparrow a visit.
The man looked over at her, "you think maybe ya're takin' this a bit too far Maddie?"
"No," she snapped, "I've been waiting too long to have this, and I'm not gonna let you or anyone else fuck this up for me!"
"You're a spoiled bitch you know that Maddie." Remarked the man.
"Oh yeah that may be so, but at least I still got mine, what about you?" she retorted.
"That was in the past, I've moved on." He stated simply.
"And you say I'm crazy." She said as her voice drifted away while she looked out the window at the rolling countryside.
The man's eyes flashed in anger as he trapped her against one side of the coach.
"What the hell!" she exclaimed in what appeared to be a mixture of anger and fear.
"I'm not crazy." He said never raising his voice.
The both of them fell into silence the only thing filling the silence was the continuous monotone of the carriage as it sped off towards Tortuga.
Over in the Drunken Monkey Ana and Jack were sitting at a table together near some decent candlelight.
"So cap'in wha' do we need ta talk 'bout?" Asked Ana as they ordered some drinks.
"I wanna talk ta ya bout Edisto Island."
"Wha? Dat's all we've been talkin' bout for tha pas' month." Complained Ana.
"Well wha do ya suggest we talk bout luv?" He asked curious.
"I don' kno' ya hopes, ya dreams, yar aspirations, anything besides bloody piracy." She said as the barmaid came back and served them their drinks.
They were silent for a few minutes while they drank a couple of drinks.
After about their sixth glass Ana and Jack were starting to feel a little buzz from the alcohol.
And for no apparent reason Ana stood up.
"Wha's tha matta?" He asked confused.
She turned and faced him slowly smiling, "nothin' really," she whispered into his ear, "jus wanna go swimmin tha's all, care ta join me cap'in?"
Jack's senses which were already tweaked by the alcohol were now intensified by the warmth of her breath mixed along with the rum and the husky sensual tone of her voice.
Jack raised his eyebrows in suprise at her suggestion, "are ya flirtin' wit me Miss Ericson?"
Aan steadied herself because she was a little tipsy. "No cap'in it's only a friendly invitation tha I come before ya."
She's quite attractive when she's a little drunk. He thought with amusement.
"As ya say Cap'in, do we 'ave an accord?"
"Yea I do believe we 'ave an accord," he said shaking her hand, "when are we gonna go swimmin?"
Ana bit her bottom lip in thought, " 'ow bout tonight?"
"Tonight?" Jack eyed her skeptically as if she was crazy, "Ana tha wata is probably freezin' cold."
Ana got close to his face, "sometimes" she said softly as she trailed a finger down his face, "ya 'ave ta take a chance in life."
Jack smirked at her, "strange of ya ta say tha 'cause as I recall ya neva took a chance in ya life."
"Well I'm all grown up now Mista Sparrow, things are very different." she said sensually as she got up and walked out the door.
After walking to the end of the pier she turned around and wasn't suprised to see him not too far behind her.
They both took off their shoes and vests and stood on the edge of the pier.
Ana turned towards him, "ya ready?"
Jack smirked, "I'm always ready luv."
Ana paused for a second thinking about what he said before shaking her head slightly.
"Ok, we swim from 'ere ta tha docks."
"Sounds good ta me."
"Ok ready...go!" She yelled as they dived into the water.
At first it felt as if her body was going to freeze, but soon her body got warm and used to the water with each stroke cooling her. The truth was she hadn't really been swimming in about 2 years and her lungs showed that, they felt like they were on fire, but she willed herself further. At first she was in the lead, but then it seemed as if he had been waiting for her to pass him, but towards the end she won.
Ana's head emerged from the water as she looked around to find Jack, but he was nowhere to be found.
"Jack," she asked nervously as she looked around.
Suddenly he came up and pulled her down with him into the water.
When they arose again they were trying to dunk each other under the water.
After they played for a few minutes longer the both of their heads emerged from the water admist sputtering coughs and laughs. The both of them resembled wet dogs.
"Jerk." she said as she splashed him.
Jack pretended to be offended, "I'm a jerk!"
"Yes ya're a jerk." she repeated.
"If I'm such a jerk then why are ya so attracted ta me?" He asked as he flopped on his back and started backstroking.
Ana thanked god that it was dark because a light blush spread across her face.
She turned towards him and frowned, "wha makes ya think tha I'm attracted ta ya?"
"Well one tha kiss in tha kitchen."
Damn him thought Ana angrily, he's gonna hold that over my head probably as long as we live.
"Two tha time in tha bar when ya were flirtin' wit me, an' three no woman can resist Jack Sparrow's charms."
Ana rolled her eyes, "Oh please seems ta me someone's a bit too full of themselves."
"I'm not full of meself," objected Jack, "I'm jus' very observant of these things luv." He said swimming close to her.
Ana began to feel a bit nervous even though her face didn't show it.
Jack sould sense her nervousness as if it was a faint scent.
"ya nervous?" He asked teasingly.
"Bout wha'?" She asked with a frown on her face.
"We're 'ere alone by ourselves, things can 'appen."
Ana got his suggestion, but decided to keep her mouth shut because whenever she opened her mouth to say something to him he usually turned it to something suggestive.
"Ah," sighed Jack, "playin' tha silent type are we? I kno jus' 'ow ta bring ya out of ya shell."
Jack pulled her to him and kissed her. At first she put up a fight against him this wasn't supposed to happen she thought as she once again to fight him. She didn't know if it was the water, the rum, or his lips, but she began to calm down. Then he slipped his tounge into her mouth first gently grazing her bottom lip and then mixing with her tounge. At first Ana was shocked, but then her tounge met his in mutual bliss. His kisses were a relief to her. Too long had she been deprived of the type of kisses he was giving to her. His kisses were meaningful not the emotionless blank kisses she was subjected to.
His hands ran up her back and down to her hips where they comfortably stayed. They kinda stayed that way as the water brought them towards the docks. Once on the docks Jack found a ladder and climbed up helping Ana up. Ana's clothes stuck to her as if they were a second skin; Jack caught a sneak peek definitely liking what he saw. She's definitely changed in all the right places. He thought smirking as he grabbed a sail for the both of them.
He gently nudged her rib, when she looked over at him he gave her the sail, " 'ere ya go luv." He said looking away from her.
Ana couldn't help but say "awww.." she stepped close to his embrace where their bodies touched, "ya don' 'ave ta look away anymore."
Jack wrapped his arms around her to her hips, "ya sure ya kno' wha' ya doin luv?"
Ana wrapped her arms around his neck, "I think I'm sure I got a pretty good idea."
And that was all he needed to hear as he kissed her.
"Now," explained Jack, "wha say ya an' I go back change clothes an' do somethin' like oh...I don' kno'...'ave a drink."
Ana nodded her head slowly, "yea I think tha would be a good idea."
As they walked down the street, Jack wrapped his arm around Ana, and for the first time in the 3 months since they had met again she didn't object, she just accepted by putting her head on her shoulder.
Madeline and the man that was in the carriage were walking when when she noticed the both of them. The way how he was holding onto her and the way how her head was on his shoulder made her face turn red with anger and jealousy. That should be me.She thought with wanting.
Madeline's hand which was wrapped around the man's shoulder began to shake violently and the knuckles on her hand turned white because of how tight her hand was grasping his arm.
"Careful darling." He advised gently, "you're likely to break my arm if you squeeze any tighter."
"Look at 'em." She vehmently whispered, "her holdin' on to his hand all helplessly. That should be me not that bitch."
The man tapped her hand lightly, "all in good time my dear."
As they passed each other Jack had a spark of recognition when he saw her, burt in his slightly ineabriated state he wasn't very sure so he stopped and turned around.
"Wha's tha matta?" Asked Ana concerned as she looked around.
"I though'..." He started as he watched the pair keep walking. Was that Maddie? He thought, but then he shook his head slightly, naw that can't be her. He thought as he kept walking, "nothin' ".
Ana turned back around once again and eyed the retreating couple when they had passed by them Ana also had a bit of recognition as she passed them, but she shrugged it off thinking that it was the alcohol.
After walking for a little they stopped in a bar called the Devil's Advocate. Inside they went to a table and ordered some drinks, the atmosphere was as the last place had been: dark, dirty, and gritty but it semed as if this place had more of a darker nature by the deviant attitudes of the barmaids, prostitutes, and men.
After they sat down another pirate came stumbling over to their table. His skin was caked with dirt, his eyes were bloodshot red, and the smell of vomit and cheap whiskey flowed from his mouth every time that he opened his mouth.
"Adam?" He asked suprised as he looked at Ana.
Ana ignored him, but this gave him the incentive to keep talking to her.
"Adam, come on it's me Roberts...don' cha 'member me, ya were cap'..."
Before he could finish what he was saying Ana cut him off by turning around and angrily replying, "do I look like Adam ta ya? I'm a woman no' a man!"
Even though he found out she was a woman Roberts still didn't think about what she said. He grabbed her shoulder roughly, "come on cap'in.."
"If ya say one more word ta me I'll knock yar fuckin' lights out!" She warned pointing a finger in his face.
Well Roberts must have been piss drunk because he didn't heed to her warning. Ana turned around and clocked him in the face, once he fell to the ground she jumped on top of him but Jack pulled her away before she could land any punches on him.
"Ana!" He exclaimed as he pulled her back to their table, "wha's gon' inta ya? He wuz jus' a confused drunk."
Ana just stared at the man Roberts as some blood started coming from his head in a rivulet. Looking at him lying there brought another flashback upon her.
Dirty sheets was what she felt as she awoke in the master's bedroom in a Virginian plantation that she was sold to. Anger was what she felt because not long after she had left David and the rest of the crew someone had sold her into slavery and she was taken to Virginia not even the second she stepped off the gangplank. In Virginia she was stripped of her clothing and forced to wear a potato sack dress, examined ,poked, and prodded like an animal and sold to the highest bidder a red faced and yellow haired man who was the richest slave owner in Virginia. He took her and a few other slaves he purchased to Brookewood. Once there she fell into the job of maid to the master's wife a plain but kind woman from New Amsterdam who had never seen slaves until she came here. Well one day the master called her up to clean papers, which she was thankful cause she thought that he was going to rape her.
After finishing up cleaning, Ana wiped the sweat from her brow, "masta ya got any wata?" she asked settling down into the southern slave accent.
"Why yes my dear it's ova there in tha pitcha." He replied pointing over into a dark area of the room.
Ana started to feel nervous, "cain't cha bring it ova 'ere masta."
"No I fear it's nailed ova ta tha floor."
Now she definitely didn't wanna stay around, she took 1 step backward and he took a step towards her.
She turned around and tried to run for the door, but he was faster than her and caught her before she could make it to the door.
He dragged her into the dark area where his bed was and Ana thought she was in hell. Sure thecaptain had raped her, but it was because she had beat the shit out of a guy for making racial slurs at her and touching her. With the master there was no need for an explanation and this was of the norm so she couldn't question it.
She tried to scream but he choked her until she almost suffocated and then dropped her to the ground.
She grabbed her throat coughing and gagging, "cain't 'ave a pretty lil' thang like ya dyin on me. Oh no I paid too much fa ya an' I plan ta use every penny." He replied smiling maliciously as he threw her on the bed.
Ana tried to scramble off the bed, but he secured her with one knee while his hands had ripped off the buttons on her outfit exposing her breasts. He roughly grabbed her breasts and pinched them leaving marks then he bit her on the neck causing blood to leap out.
Ana weakly yelled out in protest.
"Tha's righ" he whispered into her ear his breath hot, "keep fightin' I like it when they put up a fight." He unbuttoned his pants and forced himself into her.
This caused Ana to go beserk, she tried clawing his eyes out, but he just ignored it.
After it was all over he rolled off of her.
Ana rolled onto her side and stared out into the darkness so this is to be my life, she thought very depressed, to be the whore of a plantation owner.
As her eyes closed for just a second the voice of the master rang gruffly out disturbing her train of thoughts.
"Get up ya're done."
Ana clasped the front of her dress together as she walked out of his room in shame.
As she passed by a mirror, she stopped and took a look at herself. Her neck was dark red almost purple from where he choked her. Little rivulets of blood were rolling down her legs and started to from little circles of blood on the floor. Her breasts were red and bloody from all of the pinches he had put on there. As she looked in the mirror she made a promise to never let him rape her again even if she died trying, the thought of death was something that she had becomed accustomed to think about since she was a pirate and all.
She went down to her cabin that she shared with a friend she had made named Tia Dalma who came from Haiti.
Tia was in the kitchen section of their 1 room shack.
Tia was about the same color as Ana and had dreadlocks that reminded her of Jack. The strange thing about her were the tatoos that she had all over her body. She said that it was something that every member of a tribe she had belonged to had gotten, but hers were special because hers had pictures of gods that only the shaman's of the tribe were able to have. Supposedly she said that she could see the future, and bring people back from the dead, but Ana had never seen her do it before so she didn't know whether to believe her or not.
Ana came stumbling into their cabin, and Tia came rushing over to catch her before she fell. Tia saw her bruises and torn clothes and knew where she had been.
Tia silenced her before she could get a word out, "Don' cha waste no more of ya energy, I kno where ya bin."
Ana gave a silent look of thankfulness. Normally others would've wanted to know more, but Tia was different from the others. The both of them were different because they had been free before so they knew what it was like to live the prosperous life while others only dreamed of having.
Tia gave Ana a bath in some roots and herbs that she had gathered around the plantation. The water soothed Ana's bruises as she washed up and got dressed with the help of Tia. After an hour of taking a bath with Tia's mystical roots Ana was almost back to her normal self.
"Tia I don' kno' wha ya put in tha bath but I feel great!" She exclaimed hoarsely as she spun around.
Tia sweetly replied, "don' worry bout it," she answered with her thick Haitian accent, "ya're gonna get tru dis."
Ana turned around and met Tia's eyes and she gasped, because Tia's eyes had changed from brown to red, but these were not like glowing red they were more of a bloody red in the irises.
Ana started to back away, but Tia's hand gently grasped her leg, "don' be afraid chile, it's jus mi eyes tha's all, see look." she urged as she blinked once more and they magically changed back to brown.
"But 'ow.." asked a confused Ana.
Tia just shrugged her shoulders, "I don' kno it seems like I been born wit it, it comes an' goes. Ova tha years I've learned ta control it." She explained.
Ana still a bit freaked out, decided not to say much more about what happened. "Don' worry I got a plan tha's gonna get us out of 'ere." She said changing the subject.
Tia glad that the subject had been switched away from her, frowned a bit, "an' jus 'ow ya plan gettin' us out of 'ere?"
Ana smirked, "a magician neva reveals 'is tricks."
Tia lowered her brows in confusion, but didn't say anything as she helped Ana finish getting dressed. After Ana was dressed she tried to help Tia make dinner, but she was shooed by Tia to go back to bed in order to gain strength.
Ana mumbling trudged back to bed like an upset child who's been told to do their chores. As she laid down, she didn't know how tired she was because before she knew it she was fast asleep.
About an hour later Anamaria woke up in a dark room. Normally this wouldn't seem strange to most people, but to Ana this was out of the ordinary becuase normally Tia would've left a light on in case she had fallen asleep, but that wasn't the case tonight. She looked over at Tia's bed and saw that she wasn't there.
Where's Tia? Wondered Ana as she got up to look for her, but she found out that they weren't alone when a hand clasped over her mouth.
Ana tried to move, but she was held back by a pair of hands, possibly a man's.
Ana tried to move until she heard a voice speak out angrily saying, "Hold her down Jason."
Suddenly a light from a gas lamp came on and she saw that the master and the other plantation owners were in her bedroom.
"Wha's goin on?" Demanded Ana.
But no one answered her except for a hard slap across the face from her master that sent her reeling.
"Shut up ya lowlife bitch!" He ordered, "ya don' 'ave tha right to speak to me."
Ana grasped the side of the bed but bit her lip angrily as she eyed her master with hatred burning in her eyes.
"From wha' I gathered, you an' ya voodo bitch nigga friend 'ere are pirates. In Virginia we don't accept thieves and tramps."
"Tramps! I ain't no tramp! "Spat Ana.
"Shut up nigger!" Retorted one of the other plantation owners as she was once again slapped hard across the face this time drawing blood on her lip.
"Now for being a slave and a thief ya'll have ta be punished for such a heinous crime."
This time Tia spoke up from the chair that she was tied to, "are ya jus' mad tha' a woman has more powa than ya, or is it tha a 'nigga' as ya call 'er is makin' more money than ya eva dreamed of."She spoke with anger in her eyes.
The master furious went over to her taking the candlestick holder from their endtable and started to beat Tia with it.
Ana tried to rush out to her friend's rescue, but she was grabbed by two of the plantation owners.
"Find the tallest tree you can and tie these two to it by the wrists." Ordered the master now beet red with anger.
Tia and Ana were roughly grabbed and taken out of their house to an oak tree out at the end of the slave row. As they were being dragged along Ana looked out and saw the slaves watching them from the doorway of their shacks.
"All slaves come out to the oak tree!" Commanded the master.
Once there Ana and Tia were tied up with the same rope that was used by the horses to help plow the ground. As she looked out Ana saw all the slaves watching them as if they lived in a fishbowl.
The master stepped in front of the both of them facing the slave crowd, "These two have committed a terrible crime and anyone who decides to become a pirate or get involved in satanic rituals such as vodoo or any other crazy nigger religion will suffer the same punishment as these two will!"
Ana could see the fear in the slave's eyes, and knew that becuase of the fear that the master had installed in them that many of the slaves would never leave this plantation, but in some she saw the flame of rebellion spark in their eyes, and knew that those would fight for their freedom even if it meant dying becuase those few were not afraid of death.
Ana looked over at Tia whose eye was blackened, different parts of her face were bruised, and bits of her cheek were cut making her face look as if it had rained blood on her face.
Tia looked over at her and smiled devishly revealing a mouth full of blood.
The master and another plantation appeared on the stage smiling slyly.
"Ya think this is funny ya son of a bitch!" She replied sarcastically, "ya really wanna kno' wha's gonna be funny?"
"Wha?" He asked annoyed.
"When I kill ya an' watch ya body rot from tha sea where we'll be ridin' off." She replied smiling menancingly.
The master furious reached out ripped Ana's shirt off and took out a bullwhip which he started whipping furiously.
Ana tried to keep from yelling out as the whip started to tear into her flesh, but after about the tenth time she couldn't hold back any longer. Slowly she felt the blood start to run down her back like water onto the stage mixing with the tears that were falling from her cheeks.
She managed to look over and saw that Tia was being whipped the same way as her. Instead of tears that was flowing from Tia's eyes, blood ran from her eyes.
The both of them were whipped for about another half hour until the master and the other plantation owner got tired. They were untied and dropped onto the floor of the stage like a sack of potatoes.
As she laid there Ana weak from the whipping felt like her whole body was set on fire. She couldn't breathe, she tried to call out to Tia, but all that came out was screams from the tremendous pain.
She tried to stand up, but the pain was too much for her and she fell on her back causing dirt to get in her wounds making her scream bloodcurdling screams.
Please god let me live long enough to kill the bastard who did this to us. Begged Ana as she passed out.
When she awoke it had been two days, but the pain was still hard to bear. She looked around and saw that Tia was sitting up in her bed watching her with concern in her eyes.
Tia breathed a sigh of relief, "I taught ya almos' bit tha dust."
"No, I'm fine." Said Ana as she tried to get up.
Tia stopped her, "no ya need ta rest."
"No," demanded Ana weakly, "I wanna see wha 'e did ta me."
Tia sighed as she helped Ana walk over to a mirror and gave her another mirror to look at herself with. Ana looked and saw that her back was messed up, the skin had been torn so bad that she could see her spine, but around the edges she could see that scars were starting to form which meant that soon the torn skin would become scars which would forever stay with her.
Ana closed her eyes and sighed depressed.
"Don' cha worry we gonna get tha son of a bitch." Promised Tia.
Ana nodded slowly as she motioned for Tia to put her back in the bed.
For the next 2 weeks Ana basically stayed in bed refusing to eat she let her anger be her medicine along with the herbal cream that Tia had conconted. After about 2 weeks a skinnier and much more vengeful Ana was walking around.
Later on that night while everyone else was asleep, Ana woke up Tia.
"Wha?" Asked Tia drowsily.
"It's time ta go." Was all Ana said as Tia jumped out of bed.
"Ya got tha knives?" She asked turning towards Tia.
Tia pulled out some knives she had stolen from the kitchen which gleamed in the dark.
"Good." Said Ana as they walked towards the barn where the master was checking his supplies.
They snuck in the barn staying in the shadows so he couldn't see them. They watched him for a few minutes studying his movements before Ana nodded at Tia.
Tia aimed and threw the knives which nailed the master's hands and legs to the side of the barn.
"What the hell!" He exclaimed, Ana appeared and stuffed a piece of clothing in his mouth rolling it around with a piece of cloth to shut him up.
"Shut up!" She yelled.
When all was quiet she eyed him up and down with hatred and disgust, " 'ow shold we kill ya?"
The master's eyes opened wide with horror, "oh wha's tha matta?" Asked Tia sarcastically, "are ya afraid to die? 'Cause ya sure weren't afraid 2 weeks ago when ya were beatin' tha livin' 'ell out of us. It's Judgement Day."
" 'ow do ya think we should do it Tia?" Asked Ana, "should we shoot 'im?" Ana pulled out a gun and aimed it at his temple. The master flinched screaming muffled sobs into his gag.
"Naw 'e don't deserve tha bullets."
"Ya're righ' 'ow bout we throw 'im in tha ocean?"
"Naw I wanna see him die."
"Me too." Agreed Ana.
Tia's face brightened and she smiled devishly making her eyes turn red. The master's eyes widened once again in fear and horror as he saw her eyes change.
"I kno' let's do wha' 'e did ta us."
Ana's eyes met hers and then turned towards him smiling devishly, "smashing idea my dear."
They removed the knives from him and he fell to the ground. He tried to stand up, but the knives had cut all the main arteries and veins that allowed him to walk. Ana and Tia laughed at him as they watched him trying to crawl away causing blood to shoot forth from their veins each time he tried to move.
They grabbed him and dragged him to a spot in the middle of the barn trailing blood behind him. Ana found a whip in the barn and brought it forth.
This time the master's turnk which was still moveable began to rock furiously back and forth as he tried to protest.
Ana got down on the ground next to the master, "don' worry luv," she said mocking sincerity as she cupped her hand on his chin, "it'll all be ova soon, an' I promise it won't 'urt...too much."
The master began to cry as a laughing Ana got back up and joined Tia.
Ana let Tia go first and she went at it for about a half hour, then she appeared before Ana all bloody and smiling evily.
" 'ere ya go darlin."
"Thank ya Tia." Thanked Ana as the whip was handed to her.
Ana walked slowly up to the master, the man that had raped her, had humiliated her for about a year and a half, had beat and whipped her almost to the brink of death. He was all bloody and slowly breathing. Ana took the whip and started whipping him with everything she had. Every time she whipped him, she wasn't exactly whipping him, she was whipping every person that had ever really done her any harm before. The blood enveloped her giving her the greatest feeling in the world. Soon she dropped the whip smiling contentedly and closing her eyes in sweet pleasure.
Tia walked up to a bloody Ana, "ya done?"
Ana couldn't speak because she was so happy, she just shook her head side to side meaning she wasn't finished. She walked around the barn looking around until she found a hammer. She grabbed the hammer and walked towards him, it seemed like she was in a dream realm becuase this seemed to be too good to be true.
Ana brought the hammer up above her head and saw now that he was barely breathing, no remorse filled her head as she looked at the man who was going to be the first person she had ever killed in her life "see ya in hell." she said slowly as she brought the hammer crashing down upon his skull. She heard his skull crash like a walnut ending the pain and torment that she had suffered for the past year and a half. Even though that he was dead this didn't stop Ana from bringing the hammer down upon his head over and over and screaming with each swing.
Tia ran up to the screaming Ana who was fully covered in blood and wrapped her arms around her in motherly comfort. She ran a bloody hand through Ana's hair which had become sticky with blood as well, " 'e's gone now, we 'ave ta get out of 'ere."
Ana started to rock a bit back and forth her mind was somewhere else at the moment as she looked at her dead master.
Suddenly Ana was brought back to reality once again to where she was in Jack's arms, while his brown eyes were looking at her in confusion and concern.
"Luv wha's goin on wit ya?"
Ana tilted her head a bit and looked at him with a blank look on her face which frightened Jack even more, "wha do ya mean?"
"Did ya 'ave anotha flashback?" He asked.
Ana wasn't really paying attention as she was looking off in different directions.
Jack snapped his fingers in front of Ana's face which made her stare at his fingers finding new interest in them.
Jack's eyebrows furrowed in confusion, "ya're frightenin' me luv I think ya should lie down." He suggested.
Ana shook her head quickly, "no I'm fine really look." She said as she stood up and walked around for a bit before sitting down next to him.
Jack was still unsure, "I don' kno' Ana."
"Jack I'm fine." she assured him by cupping a hand on his cheek.
"Alrigh'." He said uneasily as he ordered some more drinks.
After about her fifth glass which so far has been about a total of eleven glasses Ana was definitely feeling light headed because she was officially piss drunk, but she didn't really show it.
She looked at Jack and warmly smiled. Jack scooted closer to her and she laid her head on his shoulder.
"Why don' we go up to bed?" She suggested.
"Wow ya cut righ' ta tha chase luv." Stated a suprised Jack.
"Well isn' this wha ya've been wantin' for awhile?"
Jack smirked, "ya kno' this is wha I've been waitin for a long time."
Ana took him by the hand and lead him upstairs to where some bedrooms were at.
When they got upstairs they both were a bit drunk so they were stumbling a bit and trying to hold onto each other for support.
"Shh..." Said Jack trying to silence a snickering Ana as they selected a random room.
Ana anxious to get started, started whispering into his ear what she wanted to do to him at the same time that she was grabbing at his pants.
"Whoa! Calm down luv, let us get inta tha room first." He said excitedly as he tried to open the door.
"Well come on, I don' kno' 'ow much longa I wanna wait."
Suddenly Ana slapped her hand against her head, "I forgot tha rum, I'll jus' go back downstairs an' get us some."
Ana kissed him quickly, " Well hurry back." He said a bit ticked.
Ana smirked as she hurried down the stairs.
She went over to the bartender and ordered some drinks. After waiting for about 5 minutes she got her rum in a pitcher and was on her way back up the stairs trying carefully not to spill the pitcher. At the top of the stairs Ana cursed softly, "Damn! Now which room is it?" As she searched among them she found what she thought was the right room?" She knocked on the door and when the door opened she came in.
"Hey."