Um… tell me if this gets boring!!! I'm not used to write fics longer than a chapter or two. I usually write one shots and I'm not sure if I'm doing this right.

Hope I make up for the last short chapter. This one's a longer one xD

Nitemair Island

Remus shivered, it felt like the temperature in the cave had dropped ten degrees because of the icy voice behind him. He looked at the man and found the same face he had seen as a boy. Like himself the man aged slower than other people… His hand reached for his belt where he knew his sabre was.

"Don't even think about it my young one…" Greybacks voice sneered and Remus' hand stopped instantly. If he had been alone he wouldn't even have considered stopping in his tracks. He simply would've tried to kill Greyback. This monster. The man had made Remus' life a never ending nightmare. He deserved to die! But Sirius was with him. Remus would risk everything to kill Greyback, but not this man. Not Sirius, this beautiful, sweet person…

A sharp pain at the back of his head interrupted his thoughts, he hissed in pain, bright light dancing in front of his eyes. Then everything went as black as Sirius' hair. Soft, fresh smelling hair.

Nothingness…

When he woke up again he could feel the ship sway beneath him. It was a familiar feeling but yet so wrong. Last thing he remembered was being in the cave with Sirius. Sirius! He shot up from his position – a sharp pain in his head followed this motion - on the planks of his ship His ship. He was safe? Where was Sirius? Was he with him? Remus eyes looked for him but all he could see was Shaklebolt kneeling next to him.

"Sirius… where is he, Shak?" Remus asked the man. He didn't like the look his crewman gave him. Hopeless. Like the mage was already dead… Shaklebolt shook his head slightly and another jolt of panic ran through Remus.

"When we heard your cursing we instantly left the boat and tried to find out what happened. You lay on the floor and Sirius was gone. There was a man and he… he killed him.", Shaklebolt said with a shaking voice. So Sirius was dead? The captain felt tears burning in his eyes. That couldn't be! He needed this man. He couldn't be dead.

"Sirius is dead?", Remus whispered, his voice hoarse, like that of a drowning man. Again Shaklebolt shook his head.

"Neville…", he whispered. "The man killed him so fast I wasn't able to save him. he told me to tell you something.", Shaklebolt said and instantly Remus felt bad for the man. Shak and Neville had been friends since their childhood days. Together they had joined Remus' crew and they were like the perfect team. A friendship shouldn't end like this.

"I'm so sorry, Shak…" The captain said. It sounded lame to his own ears. Neville had been like a brother to Shak and he knew the man would miss him terribly. Remus fought back tears, he had to be strong for his crew, for Sirius. He remembered Shak's words. "What did the man tell you?", he wanted to know. His hand reached behind his head where he could feel a large bruise under his hair. It hurt like hell and his head was heavy with pain. That he also fought back and struggled to get to his feet. When he finally stood he looked at Shaklebolt questioningly.

"He told me to give you an instruction." Shak said as if he was afraid to give an order to his captain. Remus' eyes urged him to go on. "He told me that you should dig for the biggest treasure you can imagine and if you find it you…you will pay for it with a life."

"I see…Remus said and reached into his coat. The small bag with the gold coins was gone but the map was still there. He unrolled it and looked at it but the delicate lines were gone. If he wanted to see anything he needed Sirius. Before he pulled it away again he became aware of some lines on the back of the map. His heart skipped a beat. Watching closely, watched closely by his crew, Remus tried to find out what the back of the map meant, while his crew tried to find out if he had gone mad. A faint outline suggested an island Remus knew well. No ship should come near it, shoals and cliffs surrounded it like lethal teeth. But it didn't matter… An X marked a spot on the island, labelled: torture, 3 days.

The werewolf could well guess what this was supposed to mean. He ignored his headache, his pain and the tiredness and turned towards the bridge where James stood and watched him kind of anxiously. "Bring the ship about! Head straight for Nitemair Island!" Remus yelled. James nodded and gave the order to another man on the bridge. He wouldn't argue with the captain in front of his crew. Then he came down to his captain, looking around at the other crewmen.

"Back to your positions!" James said in a firm voice and the men went where they belonged on the ship. Shak still stood next to Remus, his eyes cast to the floor, his gaze lost in memories. James placed a hand on Shak's shoulder. "Go… get some sleep. You need it.", he said and watched the man walk towards the crew's quarters. Then he turned towards Remus and grabbed his shoulder, leading him to his cabin. There he forced Remus to sit down on his bed, never saying a word.

The captain watched his friend and trusted second in command with wide eyes, then his eyes lingered on the bed where he and Sirius had talked this very morning. It seemed so far away, so long gone. Pain found it's way to Remus' heart and he bit back a sob. He wanted hold the mage again, he wanted to tell him how much he meant to him… His hands clenched into fists at his sides and he looked at his shoes avoiding James' gaze. He knew what was about to come.

"You wanna risk your ship and crew for this man?" he asked in an exaggerated voice and made a gesture that included both ship and crew. Remus' shoes were very interesting to look at. Still he didn't say anything. "That's ridiculous Remus!" James exploded. He knew that the captain would listen to his advice, to his suggestions. "This island's a nightmare. You remember it's name? Nitemare Island. The name is no coincidence." The next words were spoken more softly, when he realized Remus was still looking at anything – preferably the floor – but him. "It is dangerous…" James' voice trailed off. He had never seen his captain so distressed.

"I…I…" Remus stammered, no real sentence leaving his lips. He was surprised, when James sat down next to him and touched his shoulder.

"You would risk everything to get him back, right?" Remus closed his eyes. Nodded. "He means that much to you." No hesitation. Remus nodded instantly. Yes. Yes, he would risk everything down to his life for Sirius. The man was beautiful, sweet, clever… he was everything Remus wanted and he would get him back! He wouldn't let him suffer! The mage deserved to be happy, he had looked so pale and miserable when he had come aboard the ship for the first time but he had opened up to Remus. Greyback wouldn't destroy what they had! He got up from the bed, James stood up as well and was surprised when he found Remus facing him, all doubts resolved. His captain's gaze met his eyes directly.

"We will head for Nitemair Island. No discussion. When we arrive I will take a boat and leave that ship. I'll get him back, I…" …love him! He nearly blurted out but with an astonished expression he shut his mouth and nodded. James wanted to disagree but Remus cut him off with a harsh gesture."Understood?" – "Aye."

New determination filling him, Remus left his second in command in his cabin and headed for the bridge. His men were bewildered when they saw his mouth set in a grim line, his eyes searching the horizon. He would get him back. Hold him again. Greyback wouldn't live longer than two days…

Darkness. Complete and utter blackness. So disturbing, so calming, so unnerving. Sirius opened his eyes but nothing changed. He closed them again, opened them again. Still so damn dark. Slowly he remembered what had happened. Remus…! Where was he? The man, that huge, ugly man had left him in this cave, the back of his head bleeding. Was he dead? No… no that couldn't be! He had found a friend, a pirate, true, but he was so nice to him like no one before. He hadn't met many people in his life who had been nice to him. In fact… No one. And now this was all over?

He tried to move but to his utter shock he realized he was chained to the ceiling, his arms raised above him, his feet barely touching the floor. And his whole body hurt so much. Not knowing why ,he tried to find out, concentrated on the pain and regretted it instantly. He could feel dried blood on his back. The shirt was gone, the one Remus had given him. Panic surged through him when he realized his pants were gone as well. Naked he hung here. In a dark room, blood on his back and pain causing him to shift uncomfortably.

"Hey…" he yelled. That means: He tried to yell but no real word came from his dry lips. It was a weak croak like that of a drowning man, trying to reach the surface. The mage coughed and his whole body shivered with pain. He could feel bruises on his chest, perhaps a rip was broken. It didn't matter now. Surely he wasn't on the Lost Angel any more. He wished he was. A sob escaped his lips when the whole situation dawned on him: Here he was, chained, too weak to use his magic, Remus so far away from him, maybe even dead. Tears formed in his eyes and made their way down his dirty cheeks. Exhausted he closed his eyes again. His back hurt so much, the pain numbed his brain, made it work slower and slower.

But before the man could drift away to sleep, the door to the room opened and a small streak of light illuminated his face. With a hiss of pain and surprise Sirius yelped and tried to hide his face from the light, but when a huge man entered, he carried a torch with him, the fire illuminating the whole room. It was small and narrow, dirty, his walls rough stone and Sirius got even more afraid when he recognized the face of the man: Greyback.

"Where…s Remus?", he croaked, causing Greyback to smile.

"Gone." He whispered, his voice cold and dark. Sirius gasped. Gone? Like in dead? New tears run down his face, along his neck, down his chest, down, down, down… Like rivers. "Hush, beautiful dolly. Now you got me, right?" Greyback came closer with every word until his nose nearly touched Sirius'. The mage tried to escape the foul breath but he was so close, so unbearably close. When Sirius began to whimper Greyback reached out a hand and brushed away some of the salty liquid on Sirius' face. Flinching, the mage tried to escape him. But of course he simply hung here, in the middle of this room not able to escape this man.

Greyback smiled. It was more like an ugly grimace, scaring Sirius. His blood froze in his veins when he saw the whip in Greyback's hands. Now he knew why his whole body hurt like that. His eyes widened while he stared at it. "No!" he whispered, pleaded but Greyback circled him slowly, his fingers lightly touching the fresh wounds on his shoulders and back. "…" Sirius bit his lip, tried not to give the man the satisfaction of crying out in pain. It hurt so much, the fingertips burned on the soft, tortured flesh.

Suddenly the fingers left his body and he couldn't see the man any more. Struggling Sirius tried to see the man but Greayback was behind his back. What…?

Sirius got the answer only seconds later, when the whip touched his back and ripped at his flesh again. This time he couldn't stop the agonized cry that escaped his throat. It hurt. It burned. He couldn't breathe for some seconds and when he finally caught his breath the whip came down on his back again. And again. And again…

Whimpering Sirius hung in his chains, his body limply dangling, his breath coming in rugged gasps, the man barely awake, but the pain wouldn't let him slip into redemptive unconsciousness either. Pain. So much pain…

Greyback's dark shadow towered before him, his grin growing larger and larger. "Your captain will love this. And if he's not here soon enough he will not have the pleasure of watching me while I turn his beloved one into another creature like me. A werewolf!" Sirius couldn't care less about himself but when he heard Remus' name hope grew in him, a small spark of hope. The captain was alive. He shouldn't come! He should stay away from this monster! Sirius was afraid that something would happen to Remus.

"Bastard!", Sirius uttered, his voice so faint, Greyback barely caught the word. But his senses were sharp… he heard Sirius and instantly slapped his hand across his face, leaving a large bruise and causing the skin at his temple to break. Warm blood flowed into his eye and hurt him even more.

With a slight laugh Greyback left the room.

Remus hadn't slept the last night but his tiredness instantly vanished when the island appeared on the horizon. "Full ahead!" Remus yelled and the sails shivered when the ship got faster. Just like Remus. He shivered with rage, his hand lying on his sabre at his belt. He would use it! Seek, find and kill Greyback! That was all he could think about. The werewolf in him was wide awake and for the first time in years he wasn't afraid or tried to suppress him. He needed it's strength and it's instincts. Remus could feel the rage of the animal, a storm inside him, making him tremble. His men knew that he was dangerous now. His eyes were more golden than normal, his gaze determined and his shouted commands sharper than usual. No one dared to mess with him now.

Nitemair Island came closer, they were near enough and Remus yelled some last instructions before he left the ship and rowed to the island with the same boat he and Sirius had used two days ago. With strong stroked he came nearer to the shore, carefully making his way past huge rocks. The Lost Angel never would have made it to the shore.

But a determined Remus made it to the shore. The small boat lay on the sand, abandoned, footsteps marking the path the captain walked towards the middle of the island. There was only one place Greyback could be. Didn't he even care to hide? The man should know that a werewolf would run berserk if made angry. And Remus was beyond being angry. With heavy footsteps he approached the cave he knew Greyback was hiding in. If he was alone or not, Remus couldn't care less. But this man was so stupid so arrogant that he would make that mistake…

Remus strode into the cave. No second thoughts, his sabre drawn, his eyes aflame and his heart beating steady. His urge to kill was rising. And it rose even more, when he heard the small sobs coming from a door in the far corner of the cave. Sirius? He was sure it was the man's voice he could hear behind that door. But before he entered the small room he would make sure no one was in this cave. He searched every inch of it, every dark corner but Greyback was nowhere to be found. So Remus snuck towards the door and the sobs grew louder and nearer with every step he took, tore at his heart and soul. Sirius' pain was like a sting into his heart.

When he opened the door Remus was greeted by a horrible sight: Sirius was chained to the ceiling, in the middle of the small room at the back of the cave. His stomach made a funny jolt, rage running through him once again. The naked body was covered in dirt and blood, dark bruises all over the pale skin. He had been tortured. "Sirius!" Remus said but the man seemed not to notice, his head hung in a strange angle, like he was not able to hold it up anymore. He looked so weak, so small. And it hurt so much to see him suffering…

"I knew you would come." A cold voice arose from the shadows behind Sirius. Never would Remus forget this voice… Greyback took a few steps and closed the distance between himself and Sirius. Remus could feel the rage boil inside him.

"Don't. Touch. Him!" he bit out, his teeth bared like the wolf would bare his fangs. Greyback smiled.

"Oh…You're a strong one, a fierce one. Perhaps I should make another one like you. This man would be perfect. Imagine what it would be like… you and him. Every full moon your bones and skin break in unison. He will feel the same pain you feel." Remus growled deep in his throat.

"Don't you dare!"

"I will… I gave him a taste of the pain you are so used to. Now his skin is like yours: lashed, cut, ugly. Was he shocked when he found out what you are? Was he shocked when he saw you body? Was he able to heal those scars?" Greyback's nasty voice and words filled Remus' mind but all he could look at was Sirius. He had suffered so much these two days. Maybe Sirius wasn't able to heal his scars but he was able to soothe his heart. And he would fight for the man to stay human. He needed him…

"I'll repeat this one last time: leave him alone, Greyback!" Remus' voice was used to give orders but Greyback was used to disobey. His teeth lowered towards Sirius' pale neck and the poor man wasn't even able to defend himself. And Sirius was between Remus and Greyback. The captain couldn't stop him like that…

"Bastard!"

Greyback's teeth touched Sirius neck and Remus knew what all this was about: Sirius was here because Greyback wanted to torture him, Remus. This was all about Remus, Sirius was just the medium Greyback used to make him suffer. How did he know that Sirius was that important to him? was it just a guess? Or had he seen them in the cave and…? It didn't matter now. Sirius would suffer so that Remus would suffer. Tears of rage filled his eyes, when he heard the ugly noise of teeth ripping flesh.

Sorry to stop again at such a point.

I will do better, I promise. Hope you like it!

Two more chapters to go….

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