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Prisoner 2

Harry sighed, resting his chin on his knee. He'd been a prisoner for awhile now, and neither Cornelia or Brick had visited him since their last encounter. No food had been brought, so Harry silently starved in the cell. No matter how hard he tried, Harry couldn't escape his binds. It hurt his pride that he got napped, even though he wasn't fully healed from the recent poisoning.

Sighing again, he looked up towards the vent, wishing that he could see the sun that he hadn't seen in so long. Harry was chained so tightly that he couldn't stand, and when the sun's rays came through the vent, they were cast well in front of him, never enveloping him in their comforting glow.

Harry almost drifted off to sleep, but he forcibly stopped himself as he looked at the outline of the curtain. He hadn't slept since his capture, not wanting to be caught off guard again when his abductor inevitably returned.

A figure suddenly emerged from the curtain almost startling him. As the person got closer, he realized it was just Cornelia.

"I just came to check on you. You won't be leaving yet, sunset doesn't come for another four hours."

Harry huffed. He didn't feel like doing anything right now. He just wanted rest and food but he couldn't sleep and they wouldn't feed him.

"Now, now, why are you looking so glum? I didn't say you'd never be leaving." Cornelia smiled.

"I can't wait..." Harry's stomach grumbled for the tenth time that day. He really couldn't, not only did he want to be free but he was desperately missing Uma and was dying to know if Gil was still alive.

Cornelia almost looked hurt, "don't be that way Harry. You don't mean it, you like my company."

Harry tried to pull from his chains just to answer her question, "like I s-"

Cornelia cut him off with a quick slap on cheek. "You are so disrespectful."

"I'm a pirate, whatcha expect?" Harry smirked defiantly.

Cornelia looked defeated before a small smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, "I'll beat Uma, Harry. Just for you. Because even if she does manage to get the upper hand, Brick will intervene. So you see, it's a lose lose on her part."

"No! You wouldn't!" Harry tried to get at Cornelia but his chains kept him in place as the villianess left him to ponder over Uma's doom. She's going to cheat either way! I've got to warn Uma, but how?

Uma had left much earlier than she needed to, but it was for a good purpose. She wanted to get to Madame Gothel's shop and retrieve the medicine for Gil before her duel with Cornelia. Since it was lunch time, the streets were crowded with thieving individuals. More than once, Uma almost had her wallet stolen, almost.

She couldn't travel as fast as she wanted because of the amount of people bustling through the road. Occasionally she pushed a few people out the way, yes that was rude but it's the Isle so she's being polite.

When she finally arrived at the Madame Gothel's shop, she was glad to be greeted by the lady herself, but was crestfallen when she saw the amount of customers browsing, or stealing, in her store.

"What can I get you this dreadful afternoon." Madame Gothel addressed Uma.

"I'd prefer your assistance, but I'll take whatever you suggest is the best for an arrow wound and a twisted knife injury." Uma sighed.

Madame Gothel looked at her with a strange expression before she went in the back to probably retrieve some supplies. Uma surveyed the shop while Madame Gothel was absent. People were definitely stealing but she did that not too long ago.

"Here you are." Madame Gothel showed Uma the items but she held out her hand. Uma handed her some cash, but Madame Gothel's hand was still there waiting for more money, which Uma reluctantly gave Madame Gothel.

When she got the supplies, Uma checked to see what she had to work with. Bandages, needle and thread, ointment and medicine in case of infection.

Harry had been in his cell, which he guessed was a basement, when it started raining not. He's never bothered by the rain, but the fact that the water was draining through the vent and splashing onto the bucket that was making an irritable plip plop sound, yes, he's getting slightly annoyed. That's water he could be drinking.

Not only was the rain too far to drink and made an irksome noise, but it also made the basement cooler than it already was. Once again, he wouldn't normally be affected by the temperature drop, but he couldn't really move to get his blood flowing.

Glaring into the curtains that hadn't moved in too long, Harry sighed for the umpteenth time. His feet were asleep underneath him, and even if he did get up he'd probably be weak and dizzy. Three days huh. When Harry tried to move his wrists, he was shocked to find the chains giving him some slack. Joy almost overwhelmed him but he quickly pushed it aside. He couldn't get too excited too quickly.

Pulling his wrists as hard as he could, he could feel the resistance of the metal as it scratched against his wrists. It took quite awhile but suddenly the protests of the chains were no more. He stumbled forward and fell on the ground his body not expecting such a sudden movement.

Slowly getting to his feet, Harry staggered to the curtain only to be face to face with Brick. Backing up, Harry eyed his hook that was pointed at him.

"Now where do you think you're going?" Brick questioned as he advanced on Harry.

It was pointless trying to talk to his captors. He learned that from being captive for hours. Instead, he made his way slowly to the bucket of water. Quickly, Harry picked up the bucket of water and flung it in Brick's direction. Brick growled as Harry quickly slipped past him.

"Stop!" That was the last thing Harry was going to do as he kicked his run into overdrive. He had made it halfway up a pair of steps, before he was halted by Cornelia.

"Escaping?" Cornelia scoffed. "Harry..."

"I don't have time for this." Harry growled as he charged at Cornelia, but before he could take two steps, he was grabbed by his collar and tossed back down the stairs.

Harry groaned in pain as black dots started to swarm his vision. He painfully tried to get up, but he only made it to his hands and knees when a boot connected to his side sending him to the floor again. Painfully, Harry tried to move out the way of another assault, but Brick just simply picked Harry up and forcefully thrust his body onto the hard wall where his head snapped back and hit the wall. Then, as if that wasn't enough, he repeatedly hit his body with his fists while his other hand held him in place.

Harry cried out in torment, as his body received the vigorous assault that Brick gave him. He would've thrown up, but he hadn't eaten in awhile so all he could do was gag. Cornelia watched in the background as Brick continued his attack on the screaming pirate.

"Brick that's enough...heeeeee."

Harry couldn't make out the rest of the words as his world faded into a pain free zone. His last thoughts wondering if Uma had the strength to fight both Cornelia and Brick, because right now, he couldn't.

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