Chapter 5

As the wee hours of the morning dawned upon the city of Port Royale, Ana was slowly starting to drift asleep. As she did so she woke up to find herself in somewhere else completely different.

Gone was the bed that she had been lying in comfortably with Jack. Now she was lying in a bed with maroon like sheets and pillows to accompany the color. The bed wasn't comfortable, but it wasn't stiff either as she sat up in the bed brown eyes alert in confusion as to where she was.

"Jack?" She called out in confusion as she looked around the room trying to look for something of rememberance. As she looked around the dimly lit room her eyes took in the scenery of this mysterious place. There was a lit candle on the wooded nightstand and another one by the door but other than that the room was in a semi-darkness.

She pulled back the covers and stepped onto the hardwood floor that creaked a bit from the slightest pressure that her foot gave off.

She grabbed the candle which was in a brass candlestick holder that had gone a bit dull in shine as if someone hadn't shined it in a bit. As she walked towards the entrance she now noticed the wooden beaded curtain that served as a substitute for a door. As she tried to look through it she was able to see a room that was lit a bit better than the bedroom. As she passed through the bedroom into the next room she was amazed at the infinite numbers of jars that hung from the ceiling by different types of support. As she passed by some she saw that some of the jars were filled with interesting items floating in multicolored liquids. On some hung preserved artifacts such as bugs or eggs but in others hung actual human body parts such as eyes, ears, and some pieces of hands and feet. Ana shuddered a bit as she got caught staring at these artifacts before she walked around trying to find who the owner of this house was.

"Hello?" She called out, but when no one answered her call she called out even louder, "Heeeeeelllllloooooooooo?"

This time after she called out she noticed the front door open a bit by itself.

Ana stared at the door a bit in confusion, what was she doing here? Why was she all alone?

Surely there must be someone who knows. She thought as she approached the door.

As she looked out she saw that it was raining a good bit by the way how the raindrops were bouncing off the tin roof. As she looked out from the makeshift wooden porch she saw a river that looked as if from where she stood that the river was a highway that was leading out to this house. From the porch she saw many shacks standing above the river by ways of ladders and stilts that she thought this had because it was higher than all of the rest of the houses. As she stared at this architectual feat she heard a girlish giggle erupt from behind her.

She spun around to see a little girl watching her intenesly from the opening of the house. The girl was dressed in a white cotton chemise which went to just under her knees and on her ankle was a gold ankle bracelet that tingled a bit as she swayed a bit. Her hair was a dark brown almost black and was braided in two giant braids that went from the top of her hair to just under her shoulder blades. Her skin was honey colored which contrasted with the dark brown oak of the house. Her hazel eyes stared out at Ana with curiousity and a bit of humor as she slowly walked towards her.

"Il est joli n'est-ce pas?" It's pretty isn't it? She asked the french flowing from her mouth as smoothly as the river that lightly lapped against the suport beams of the house.

Ana looked at her with a bit of confusion wrinkling her features wondering what she was talking about.

"La pluie." The rain. She clarified as her hazel eyes once again stared out across the distance at the rain that was steadily flowing without the slightest sign of stopping.

"Oui il est tout à fait beau." Yes it's quite lovely. Replied Ana the french freely flowing from hers, luckily she was glad that she and Jack sometimes spoke french so that they both didn't forget about what they learned.

"Il me fait la sensation comme j'ai un ans avec la terre. J'aime particulièrement quand il pleut pendant l'été où il a fait vraiment chaud et j'aime aller jeu dans lui." It makes me feel like I'm one with the earth. I especially like when it rains during the summer when it's been really hot and I love to go play in it.

Ana nodded her head in agreement not really knowing what else to say as she watched the girl sit down on the edge of the porch her feet hanging over the edge of the porch getting wet by the rain.

"Veuillez me garder compagnie, Je n'aime pas être laissé seul." Please keep me company, I don't like to be left alone. She begged turning to Ana and patted the spot next to her her lip quivering just a bit as sadness crept into those hazel eyes that had so far only shown her warmth and friendliness.

Ana smirked a bit as she sat down beside her and moved her feet back and forth letting them get wet a bit.

"Où est votre mère ?" Where is your mother? Inquired Ana looking around a bit trying to wonder where the owner of this house was.

The little girl shrugged her shoulders, "Je ne sais pas, Je ne l'ai avant jamais rencontrée." I don't know, I've never got to meet her before.

Ana's face once again frowned in confusion. "Votre papa ?" Your dad?

The girl shook her head causing her braids to move also, "Non jamais rencontré le l'un ou l'autre." Never met him either.

Ana's heart filled with sorrow for this girl that had never met her parents before.

"Ainsi avec qui vous de phase ?" So who do you live with?

The girl's face frowned in thought for a second, before she answered. "Je vis avec toutes ces personnes." I live with all of these people.

"Personnes?" People? Asked Ana in confusion, "Moyen aimez-vous dans un orphelinat ?" Do you mean like in an orphanage?

The girl's eyes clouded over in confusion, "Orphelinat ? Quel est un orphelinat ?" Orphanage? What is an orphanage?

"Vous ne savez pas ce qu'est un orphelinat ?" You don't know what an orphanage is? She asked in disbelief.

The little shook her head once again sending her braids to sway alongside with her head lightly slapping her in the face.

"Ainsi où vivez-vous ?" So where do you live?

"Nulle part près d'ici." Nowhere near here.

Ana's eyes frowned even more in confusion. This just didn't seem to make any sense to her this girl didin't have any recollection of her parents which was fine because there were many children who were born into this world and then lost their parents, she didn't live in an orpahanage so then Ana thought that she must live on the streets around here, but now she doesn't even live near here? Something just wasn't adding up.

"Ainsi qui vous a apporté ici ?" So who brought you here? She asked instantly becoming alert of her surroundings for fear that trouble was lying somewhere.

"La prêtresse m'a apporté ici." The Priestess brought me here.

Ana's face changed to one of fear, "Prêtresse ? À qui la prêtresse ?" Priestess? Whose the Priestess?

Suddenly a new voice came in suprising both Ana and the little girl, "Je suis." I am.

A/N: And cue dramatic music...(Dramatic Music Plays) (laughs) Hey everyone! Yay I'm actually starting to update a bit better now! Anyways I gotta give the shout out's to jackNanamaria (thanks so much for the reviews they've been so much fun to read), Johnnycakesdepp (thanx for reading the story, and don't worry there'll be more in store), ILOVEYOUDRACO18 (I really like hearing from your reviews alot mi numero una amiga!) and to everyone else whose reveiwed lately (gets out megaphone) THANKS SO MUCH FOR ALL OF THE LOVELINESS THAT IS KNOWN AS REVIEWS! As you all know See ya in chapter 6! Peace!