Will and Elizabeth stood on the dock, almost as though they had been waiting for me to find them.

"Hello Vivian." Elizabeth said with a smile. I smiled back, waving in reply.

"Elizabeth… May I ask you something?" I asked putting my hands behind my back. She came down to my height.

"Of coarse dear." She spoke. I was embarrassed… afraid that she may get mad at me for telling my father about her pregnancy. He would have found out at one point, right? I sighed, gulping slightly before I spoke.

"When are you going to tell everyone that you're having a baby?" I asked shifting my position. I had to know the answer… but the thing was, at the same time, I didn't at all want to know the answer… She did nothing other than shrug.

"I'm not quite sure yet… probably sometime soon though." I grinned. Since she would be saying it to everyone quickly now, it should have been okay that I told dad.

"I told my father…" I said looking down at my two feet. "I… I hope that's okay with you… I just slipped out; I didn't mean to say it…" Elizabeth looked slightly worried, but not angry… not at all angry. I coughed, repeating my words. "Is that okay?" I asked again, by this point, wishing that I had not said anything.

"It's okay…" She murmured quietly. "He would have figured it out eventually." I nodded, agreeing with her.

"But why did he seem upset when I said it? I mean, when I told him?" Elizabeth shrugged.

"Likely because child birth is how he lost your mother…" I turned my head slightly, realizing that William had been the one to answer my question…

I had trouble sleeping that night; it seemed that my eyes had just managed to close when a loud bang was heard. I jumped slightly, thinking of if I should go to the top of the deck again… last time I did that, I was shot with a splinter…

"Vivian!" I heard my father call, he ran down to me, taking me in his arms. "There's more than one attacker, cannons can come through these walls, stay with me love okay?"

I nodded, my body was trembling. I had only been through an attack one other time, and like I said before, I had been injured badly.

Father picked me up, taking me with him to the top of the deck.

"Don't look any direction other than forward, dear, okay?"

I couldn't respond… I didn't want to say anything… all that I wanted to do was go back downstairs and hide until someone came to tell me that everything was over and that I would be safe… I finally realized it…

I was afraid of danger…

"Jack!"

I turned my head, disobeying the orders that my father had given me about looking forward. William and Elizabeth where running up to us. "Why do you have her up here?" Will said looking t me. "It's dangerous, she could get hurt."

My father glared, suddenly looking slightly angry.

"Where I have her is not your concern eunuch." He said. "She's my daughter, I'm her father. I can take care of her."

I wondered to myself, why is he suddenly so angry with Will? I could hear Will mumble under his breath.

"If that's the case… why is it Elizabeth and I who always take care of her…?"

I was sure that the mumbled sentence was not meant for father to hear. The only problem was… he did hear it…

I wasn't even sure where it came from, but before I knew it Will had stumbled backward… from my father hitting him in the face… He took my wrist in his hand and pulled me with him. I felt helpless… like there was nothing that I could do about what was happening. The more I thought about it, the more I realized… there was nothing I could do about it…

I could feel the tears welding up in my eyes. I was not going to cry… I was getting to old for silly little things like that… no… that was all that I could promise myself… I was not going to cry this time…

Cannons and pistols continued to shoot off as the sound of clashing swords could be heard in all directions.

I stopped moving… I started to struggle, struggle to break free of the grasp that he held me in. I yelled, but I didn't cry. Father looked at me strange, with eyes that asked: What the hell is this stupid girl doing?

Finally, I was free, he let me go, but not for long… his hands where around my waist and he was knelt down beside me.

"Vivian Marie, What has gotten into you?" He slightly yelled, the rest of his frustration was added by giving my middle name.

"Let go!" I yelled. I turned around, facing him… my blood was boiling but I didn't know why… I was angry-no furious… "Will was right!" I screamed, "There the ones who take care of me! You do nothing you claim that you love me but you do nothing!" I had gotten out everything that I wanted to say, but I couldn't stop… "I hate you!" I screamed.

I was now on the floor; my cheek hurt… what had happened? I wondered, but I remembered… he had hit me… my father had hit me… slapped me right in the face and walked off… just leaving me here…

I know this isn't that long of a chapter, but I thought that it would be a good place to leave off for now. Sorry for the wait, I'll try and update daily if I can.