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Once we got to London, John Rolfe and his men chained the wrists of my tribe together and began leading them out.
"Where are you taking them?" I asked, still in the cell.
"Why, to the auction, of course." John Rolfe said. "Did you think the king wanted all of those savages in his castle?" I narrowed my eyes.
"You are a monster." I said. How could he have such a lack of heart?
"That's what they all say." He smiled, standing up and grabbing a lone pair of shackles. "Now be a good Indian and let me put these on you." He opened my cell door and I shook my head, backing up. He sighed and entered, walking to me. "Pocahontas, really now. Don't make things more difficult than they need to be."
"I will make them as difficult as I think you deserve." I said angrily, putting my hands behind my back. John Rolfe sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
"Pocahontas, I want to show you something." He turned away and walked to a window, gesturing for me to look out it.
"Put down the shackles and I will look." I narrowed my eyes. John Rolfe chuckled and dropped them, gesturing with both hands. I watched him carefully and took a step towards him, then turned on my heel and ran towards the cell door. I made it out and up the stairs before I felt his hand around my wrist. He grabbed both of my wrists and I felt the cold metal of the shackles.
"Now that I have your attention," He said, leading me to the railing of the ship. He shoved me hard against it and I winced. "Look down there." He said in my ear. I looked at the swarm of people below us. "If you don't cooperate, I could have everyone in your village killed. Those are not common village folk at the auction." He said, resting his chin on my shoulder. His lips were almost touching my ear and I shivered. "Those are my men. As you may well know, I am a very powerful man. One little slip up and I'll have your people hanged."
"You disgust me." I said. He chuckled and stepped away, grabbing my shackles and yanking me backwards. I stumbled and he stood me upright, leading me towards the loading dock.
"You didn't think that when you passed up poor old Smithy for me." I frowned and walked forward.
"I thought I knew you." He laughed.
"I guess you shouldn't have followed your heart, huh?" He leaned closer. "Just goes to show you can't trust your instincts. A woman's intuition is a joke." I clenched my jaw and continued walking. "You know?" He began. "You're being such a good little savage, I may have to bring a friend for you." John Rolfe looked to his left and nodded. A man from his ship nodded as well and vanished into the crowd, returning moments later with Nakoma. My heart fluttered at the sight of my best friend but I stayed still. The man lead Nakoma to us and walked behind us as we continued our voyage.
It wasn't long before we found ourselves in front of John Rolfe's home. He lead me inside, followed by his crew member and Nakoma. The man let go of Nakoma and nodded at John Rolfe before leaving and shutting the door. John Rolfe let go of me and walked forward.
"William, I am home." William? Where was Mrs. Jenkins? A tall, muscular man entered the main room from a side door and looked at John Rolfe.
"Who is that?" I asked, looking at him warily. John Rolfe turned and chuckled.
"My cousin. I had to let Mrs. Jenkins go. She liked you too much. William here hates natives." John Rolfe spoke to William softly. William nodded and walked to Nakoma, unlocking her shackles. He then walked to me and did the same, but only to one shackle I blinked and he began pulling me backwards. I pulled against his strength, but he was much larger than I.
"What are you doing?" I asked, pulling harder. It was in vain though, and he easily managed to shackle me to the stairs.
"Nakoma, be a sweetheart and go in that room?" John Rolfe asked, pointing at a room. Nakoma looked at the door, then looked at me with frightened eyes. "Nakoma." John Rolfe repeated. "Go to that room." Nakoma looked at him and shook her head.
"No." She said, fear dripping from her voice. John Rolfe sighed and looked at William, who was standing beside me.
"Some assistance?" William nodded and approached Nakoma. Nakoma shrank away from him and backed up, but he grabbed her by the forearms and began dragging her to the room.
"Pocahontas!" She shouted, trying with all her might to free herself. I pulled against my shackles.
"Nakoma!" I pulled against my shackles hard enough to cut my skin. Warm blood ran down my hand and I looked at John Rolfe. "What are you doing!" John Rolfe smirked at me.
"I am getting from her what I couldn't get from you in a year." He said and my mouth fell open.
"No, leave Nakoma alone!" I shouted, pulling against the shackles again. "I will go in her place, please!" John Rolfe chuckled and walked towards the door.
"Oh, don't worry, your time will come. For now, you can spend the rest of the night with William so you're not lonely." He walked to the door, then turned to me once more. "He has the order to bring you to your room, but don't worry. He won't try anything. I'm saving you for myself. I hope you don't mind being second." He laughed and entered the room. William exited the room a moment later and walked to me, unshackling me and replacing the shackles with his hands. I pulled against him, trying desperately to get to the door, but he threw me over his shoulder and carried me up the stairs. He put me in my room and stood me on the floor, leaving the room and no doubt standing on the other side. I ran to the door and tried to open it, but it was locked. I looked around feverishly, but this was the only entrance to the room. There wasn't even a window, only this lone door. I shouted angrily and began hitting the door before falling to my knees and sobbing.
Poor Nakoma! Will John Smith get there in time to save Pocahontas? Maybe, maybe not. After all, I'm not Disney :)