Title: Forgive and Forget
Genre: General
Rating: T
Pairings: Ragetti/Pintel later on… kinda
Disclaimer: I don't own anything PotC bar my Jack Sparrow glass and my badges.
A/N: It's short (ter even than before), I know.
Chapter 2. Prisoner
On deck Pintel and Jack joined the short line of what was left of the crew, a meager number including William Turner, a lad like Jack, and the aging pirate 'Bones'. As well as Pintel and Jack there also stood about five more, many of them in several stages of injury. Their Captain was nowhere to be seen, but the captain of the enemy ship, a solemn faced man with a scar that curved his lip into a permanent jagged leer, surveyed the survivors before ordering them to be taken onto his ship and held captive until further notice. When the ship hauled up anchor Pintel noted that Marie was not onboard.
For three days, the captors were held in cages below deck of The Whirlwind without any news to their fate. On the third day a large black man with metal studs round his eyes came down and informed them that if they proved worthy of The Captain then they would be given the honour of joining his crew. Jack, still raw over the death of his father informed the man that they would not like to be given that 'honour.' He was thus rewarded with a blow from the black man and a jeer that then 'they would be left to rot.' After that, they were left to themselves.
Pintel, who had been silently grieving himself, cursed Jack for his stupidity and resigned himself to a slow, painful death in this cramped, smelly cage. The days went by, faces came and went, and Bones died from hunger, followed by two others. After a month of cramped starvation, a face appeared in their filthy prison that Pintel barely remembered. It was the blonde haired boy that had captured Pintel and had left Marie to die. Bile rose in his throat at the sight of the blue eyed boy and from the look on Jack's face he was not alone in his anger, although almost certainly not for the same reasons.
The boy hesitated at this look of cold hatred before continuing his advance. He stopped beside the cage and crouched down to whisper conspirationally to the small party inside.
"Snuck this out fer yeh." He said, bringing out a small package of meat and some apples from what must have been bottomless pockets in his thin jacket. No one moved to take the food.
"S'poisoned or summat aint it?" Jack asked, looking the boy up and down with distaste. The boy looked taken aback.
"Naw, s'just tha', I d'aint 'hink s'very fair te leave ye lot down 'ere ter starve like this. I know wha' it's like."
Pintel started at this wondering if the boy was much different from them. Hesitating he took an apple from the pile and took a small bite. Finding it good he wolfed the rest down seeds and all. Seeing the ok signal the rest followed suit, even Jack, hunger taking over from distrust.