When I said I was back, I meant it. If you ever wanted any of the sea three to experience unpleasantness just review your prompt and I'll make it happen. The only thing I'm opposed with is M content. Although... this might be a tad bloody. Understatement...

Full Immunity

Dr. Facilier had directed Harry to carry Uma to a table that Gil had previously cleared off while he heated up some water. The bandage that was wrapped around her midsection was starting to bleed through. Harry hadn't said a word to either of them which left Gil to fill the voodoo doctor in. Keeping pressure on the wound, Harry waited to hear Dr. Facilier's consensus on Uma's condition.

"She has multiple burn marks, a couple broken ribs, and a ghastly knife wound." Dr. Facilier announced to the two VK's. He had already acquired multiple items that were essential for Uma's survival. Among some of those objects was ripped gauze, outdated pills, and a couple jars.

The two pirates watched quietly, both wishing silently for the same thing. Dr. Facilier started with the bleeding wound first. He moved her shirt up to have a better view of the injury, but low enough so she could keep her dignity. If he couldn't stem the blood flow than all else was lost. He had a needle in hand, the string already attached to the pointy object. One of the medical books that he managed to grab a hold of was finally going to get its due. For one, he knew that Uma could be saved because somehow, the assailant had missed all vital organs. Hands as still as a corpse, Dr. Facilier ordered Harry to remove his hands.

"Get me the cloth."

The desired fabric was in the hands of the 'good doctor'. Applying the now boiled water onto the dirty rag, Facilier washed the caked on blood off and got to work.

Gil watched the procedure with relative ease. Despite popular belief, Gil could stand the sight of blood, having been introduced to it so early in life. The voodoo doctor was moving with such speed and precision that it was mesmerizing. By the time he had finished, Gil hadn't realized that he had been holding a breath until it had escaped his lips.

Wrapping the injured daughter of Ursula with one of the longest strips of gauze he could find, Dr. Faciler finally had a chance to think of what to pursue next. The hard part was over. Even though he was not particularly fond of Uma nor her psychotic first mate, this life saving event would turn the odds in his favor. Dr. Facilier unscrewed one of the jars and poured a pale blue sticky solution onto Uma's exposed stomach. It only took a couple of seconds until the mysterious liquid hardened.

"Whit's tha'." Harry murmured, glancing at Facilier for answers.

Not missing a beat, Dr. Facilier started unscrewing another lid off of another jar, "a successful experiment. Think of it as... high tech ointment." Taking a frozen piece of fish out of the container, he applied the dead sea creature over one of Uma's most prevalent burns. He repeated this procedure until all of her burns were successfully covered with frozen foods. "Done."

"..." Harry closed his eyes in relief. This man had just saved his world from caving in, he had just saved him from the depths of his own oblivion. He had already gone through the grief of losing someone close to him at a young age and that was what started his seemingly broken personality. What might have happened if that were the case again?

"How can we ever repay you?" Not only had he saved his captain, but he had saved the first mate as well. He closed the distance, taking Dr. Facilier's hands into his own. They would be eternally grateful. No matter what the cost was, he was sure that Uma would agree to it. Saving a life was priceless, no amount would ever add up. Yet, here he was, asking for the worth of his captains life.

Dr. Facilier had thought about the answer to this question long and hard. In fact, that was one of the main thoughts that had been driving him to save Uma. All he ever wanted when he was banished to the Isle was the chance to start over. Live his life with his daughters, teach her how to hustle others, maybe show Auradon that he was a different man. Unfortunately, that chance never happened. Auradon believed that all of the adults were lost, opting to take the children instead. As much as he hated their reasoning, he applauded their bravery. He could live with knowing that at least one of his daughters got to live a better life than he ever would. "Keep Celia safe, don't allow a single hair of her head to be out of place. You dig?"

Both pirates nodded their acceptance. The Isle was a dangerous place, especially with a profession like hers. If someone disliked the fortune she was foretelling... They would leave some pirates to keep her safe-

"-and I don't want some random pirate keeping her safe. I want someone with a name, a reputation. Find me someone like that, Second-"

"-Haud up auldjin, ye ainlie git wan deal." Harry cut in, a frown forming on his already stressed face, his heavy Scottish accent making it near impossible for either occupants to understand him.

Dr. Facilier raised his eyebrow in confusion, looking at Gil for some translation.

"He said only one deal." Gil clarified taking a step closer to Harry so that he had quicker access to the sadistic pirate. Everything else he said was an insult. Gil thought to himself, placing a hand on Harry's shoulder.

The way Facilier saw it, he could make as many deals as he wanted. "Is your captains life only worth one deal," The silence spoke volumes so the man continued, "I want full immunity from your pirate taxes and we got a deal. Me and my daughter do not owe you squat from now on."

Gil could clearly see the bubbling frustration that was surfacing to the top of Harry's emotions. As much as he recognized and sympathized with him, their hands were tied. Even though Uma was on the road to recovery, they would still need Facilier's resources to make sure she did not take a wrong turn. "Fine. Deal."

Dr. Facilier held out his hand, waiting for the pirate in command to shake on it. Gil waited for the appointed captain to close the deal, just wanting the whole ordeal to finally be over with. Harry, however, was a bit more reluctant. But another glance at Uma and he caved. He took the clean hand into his bloodied one, and shook.

Hah. See. I updated. Twice. In the same week. I didn't even do that when I first started writing this story. Now will you review? haha... ha. I love me some prompts ya know... but I do have some ideas of my own if you're shy or you just don't like the way I write things and would rather do it yourself... i get it