As Jack and the others were walking towards the tavern, Jack saw something that greatly disturbed him. On the corner of the street, a large stage with an auctioneer standing on it was selling slaves. He's seen things like this before, but what was disturbing to him was the young teenage girl in ragged and dirty clothes standing there with chains about her arms and legs. Her shoulder length, dark brown hair was dirty and knotted. She looked as though she had a very pretty face, but it was full of dirt smudges and an ugly greenish bruise that covered one half of her face as though she had been hit very hard. She also had bruises up and down her arms and what he could see of her legs, for the dress was too short. He knew he had to save her from the horror that was about to befall her if she was sold to any of the nasty, dirty men around him. As he got closer he heard the auctioneer start talking.

"Beautiful young girl, very strong, very capable of doing different kinds of labor, good cook, a better cleaner if need be, I'm sure she could please you in other ways as well, if your heart so desired.", the auctioneer said loudly. Jack shuddered at that last thought. "Do I have any offers? The bidding starts at 5 shillings!", yelled the auctioneer above the loud crowd of people pushing in get a better look at the girl.

Before Jack could call out a number an old, ugly beast of a man without any teeth cried out "I'll pay 10 shillings for the girl!"

Jack not liking being beaten to it by a slob then yelled "Twenty shillings!"

The other man not wanting to lose the girl, quickly shouted "Thirty shillings!"

Jack, really starting to get annoyed with the ill-mannered pirate, then yelled "Fifty shillings!!"

The other pirate then got it in his mind just to go farther up than was really necessary for the girl and shouted out "Seventy-five shillings!!!"

The auctioneer was surprised and said "Seventy-five shillings, going once, going twice..."

"ONE HUNDRED SHILLINGS!!!", yelled Jack as loudly as possible.

The auctioneer just about peed his pants. It had never gone up this high for just a small, fragile girl. "One hundred shillings, going once, going twice, and sold for 100 shillings to the man with the red scarf in his hair!" He unshackled the girl, took the money from Jack and handed him the rope that bound her wrists together. After he won, Jack looked over at the other guy and stuck out his tounge.

"Come along, love, lets get you out of here," Jack said gently to the girl. He led her silently to the dock and then to the longboat he had used to get there. When Jack went to reach for the trembling girl, she flinched terribly. "It's all right, love, I promise I won't hurt you," he tried to convince her. When she glanced up at him, her bright green eyes startled him. They were beautiful, yes, but they held a fear so deep. It made him want to kill whoever made her so terrified. Even though she flinched again when he did, he helped her into the boat.

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Here she was again, being sold off to the highest bidder. To be taken home, beaten, raped, and sold again when the master got bored. She shook as the auctioneer tried to persuade the people to buy her. She wasn't sure why anyone would want to, she was bruised, scarred, and ugly. She looked out in the crowd, and saw dirty, nasty pirates. All staring at her with lust in their eyes. Oh, she'd rather just die then go home with one of these disgusting pigs. After the auctioneer was done talking about her, an old nasty man with no teeth and long, tangled, greasy hair bid 10 shillings on her. 'Oh God! Please don't let him be the one to bid the highest!' she thought. Pleading with God to spare her. Then she saw another pirate making his way up towards her. He looked a lot friendlier than the other one. She was glad when she heard him yell 20 shillings. But then she remembered her last master had looked kind from the beginning too. But it turned out he wasn't so much. The nicest he got to was being passed out drunk on the floor, so he couldn't try to grab her anymore. She prayed this man was different, but she highly doubted it. Then she heard the gross man yell 75 shillings (she had zoned out for a bit). 'Oh boy! 75? that's a lot!' she thought.

Then the auctioneer yelled, "Going once, going twice," -Oh, she wanted to cry!!- Then the nice one with the red head scarf shouted 100 shillings. 'Good!' she thought, 'I hope he's as kind as he looks!' The auctioneer looked surprised and said "SOLD!" He undid her shackles and handed her rope over to the man.

"Come on, love, lets get you out of here." he said to her kindly. He led her to a dock, and then to a little boat. She guessed he had a big ship just off the shore, and when she looked up she saw it. 'Uh-oh, captains aren't always the kindest. I wonder if he's the captain...' When he went to help her into the boat she couldn't help but flinch, though she did regret it because of how nice he was being.

"It's alright, love, I promise I won't hurt you," he said softly to her. She really wanted to believe that he wouldn't hurt her, that she could trust him. But all other men had proved that it was never good to trust them, even her own father. She looked up at him to see if he looked sincere. Of course, he did. But she knew she couldn't trust appearances, her second master had taught her that. She then let him help her in the small boat, but as soon as she was in she took her hand back like touching him burned her skin.