Ok readers this chapter is going to be intense Barbossa cheats the parley ?ᅡᅠ

Thank you so much Libby

CHAPTER 10 CAPTAINS ARE NOT CREW

We're both grabbed from behind. Looking over at Jack, I notice two crew members, and then looking down as my wrists are grabbed, I notice the long nails.

"No," I whisper.

I get dragged back a little bit before I begin to struggle. Jack has already started.

"Now, there be no need for that;after all, nothing much is going to happen," Barbossa hisses in my ear.

"No!" I scream, struggling.

"Barbossa, you liar! You swore they wouldn't be harmed!" Will shouts from his ties.

"Don't impugn me honor, boy! I swore the crew wouldn't be harmed, and captains are not crew!" Barbossa snaps, wrapping his arms around me tighter.

"You can't feel anything! Why are you doing this?" Elizabeth yells. Barbossa doesn't answer, just pulls me further toward the cabin.

"Let me go! Stop it, Barbossa!" I scream.

I'm almost at the door to the cabin. Jack's practically there. Barbossa's grip weakens and I take advantage, twisting in his arms. I get a wrist free and pull my other one away, and make a run. I make two steps before my wrist is grabbed and I'm flung back into the cabin wall. Crying out as my head makes impact, I slip down.

"Jaz, get up! Jaz!" Jack says in worry, but it's fuzzy to my ears.

The grip on my wrist is still there, and I shake my head to clear it. I look up into the livid eyes of Barbossa.

"I would have been easier on you if you hadn't struggled," Barbossa snarls ,pulling me to my feet by my upper arms and dragging me to the door.

"No, not again! Not again!" I scream, before being pushed inside.

GIBBS' POV

I stand against the ropes, talking to Jack.

"Why do you think Barbossa left both you and Jasmine to roam about?" I ask him, looking over at her talking to Elizabeth.

"Don't know. That's what's worrying me," Jack replies.

"She'll be... Jack, watch out!" I change my sentence as I see two of Barbossa's crew members sneak up behind Jack but it's too late.

They grab him and hold him back and I watch as Jack is dragged back. Most of the crew are now struggling against the knots and ropes.

"NO!" I hear Jaz scream, and I wince at how panicked she seems. She knows what's about to happen, as do the crew, who are either stood still watching in silence or yelling at Barbossa. She's struggling and Barbossa is getting angry. Jack has no choice but to pull against his captors which isn't working.

"Let me go! Stop it!" she screams, and I look back to Jack.

His captors have the door open. Looking back at Jasmine, I notice she is free and Barbossa looks furious. She takes two steps and Barbossa lunges, grabbing her wrist and pulling her back toward him. He lets her to hit the cabin wall she sinks to the floor. She isn't getting up. We wait in silence. Barbossa is sneering. Jack has ceased all struggle and is staring at her. More minutes pass.

"Jaz, get up! Jaz!" he whispers, and I hear the pain in his voice.

If she doesn't get up, this will kill him. I exchange a look with Anamaria. If Jaz doesn't get up anytime soon, Barbossa will pull her up to see if she's alive or conscious and just faking, and, if she is, he's going to be harsh on her. If she's not, he will just kill her and then throw her body overboard.

We look at Jaz as another moment passes. Barbossa makes his move and she stirs. Her eyes flicker open, and she flinches back at something.

"I would have been easier on you if you hadn't struggled," Barbossa snarls to Jasmine. Then she's pulled to her feet by her upper arms, and Barbossa, taking advantage that she's been unconscious, drags her into the cabin door.

"No, not again! Not again!" she screams, before being pushed inside.

We're all silent, as is the cabin. We hear a thump and a groan comes from Jack, so I'm presuming he was forced up against the wall.

"No, you bastard! Not again! No, stop! Barbossa, get away from me! No! Jack!" I hear Jasmine yell.

"It will be easy, Jasmine, if ye stopped struggling and if you do what I want willingly, then I can stop the crew from having ya," Barbossa growls from inside.

"You won't let the crew at me because you're a coward! You're afraid to share your prize, so if you give 'em promises it keeps 'em loyal. You hide behind others, you bastard!" Jasmine screams.

There's a smash, and then the door suddenly flies open and Jasmine is thrown out of it. Seeing her holding her cheek, most of the crew are presuming Barbossa struck her and, since he can't feel anything, more power will have gone into it than normal. Barbossa walks out of the cabin, his belt undone and no pistol or sword at his side. His sword is in his hand and there are three scratches across his neck that will scar, even if he is immortal. He has his sword pointed at Jasmine, who, I notice, is still on the floor. She's shuffling backwards. Her shirt is ripped and some of her cleavage is showing, but her breeches are the worst. They hang from her waist in tatters, which proves Barbossa is showing no mercy. I also notice Jaz has a few cuts to go with the many bruises that are layered across her body.

"I could do it, you know. Here, now. Leave you bleeding on my deck whilst the crew look upon you until I let them have you," Barbossa snaps at her.

"You can do it, but I will never ever stop struggling! I will never do it willingly, not a chance in hell!" she replies.

She doesn't shuffle backward as Barbossa moves closer. Barbossa pushes his sword down toward her and it hits her shoulder slightly, but catches most of her shirt. She cries out in pain as the sword cuts a line down her shoulder and her shirt, which is now pinned to the floor by Barbossa's sword, the fabric held beneath its clutches. He pulls her to her feet by her hair, before throwing her back into the cabin.

"No, no, no!" Jaz screams, and we all hear Barbossa make a groan. His crew cheer. Even if he's faking the feeling, the crew know what's happening now.

"Barbossa, stop! Stop! No, no!" are the some of main screams we hear coming from the cabin as Jaz screams in fury.

Barbossa, stop, no, or bastard are just some of the other comments I hear from the cabin. Judging from Jasmine's yelling, it's nearly all over and Jack is silent. Then it all goes silent.

"Ye were just as good as last time, Jasmine, even if I feel nothing," Barbossa comments, before we hear the thumping of his boots towards the door.

He opens it, and he and the two crew members walk out.

"Five minutes," he snaps back.

He looks at us all and smirks, before ordering for the anchor to be dropped.

JASMINES POV

No! Not again! How could I have let it happen again? Only this time, it was worse. The whole crew will have heard my screams, Barbossa's moans and Jack's yelling.

"Here Jaz," Jack says and I notice he's holding out some fresh breeches, shirt and a wrap for my cleavage, since I can't wear my other clothes again as they are in tatters across the floor.

I take them and just sit, staring. Jack comes to sit on the bed next to me. Taking the clothes back, he helps me dress. I don't need it, but for some reason it makes me feel better. He draws me into his arms.

"How could I how could I let him do it again?" I snarl at myself.

"Jazzy, this was not your fault, ok? He had two people against me, knowing I would fight tfor you, so using two people against me, I'm overpowered. Jazzy, you were unconscious for five minutes prior. He took advantage of that and then beat you and cut you up, making you weaker than average. You are not to blame, you had no way to stop this," Jack tells me, holding me close and rocking us back and forth.

"But if I hadn't angered him in the first place," I start, pointing out a truth Jack can't work around.

"No, Jaz he would have done it anyway. You're pretty, you're a fighter, you have spirit and you're mine. He was raping you again whether I was here or not," Jack tells me sternly. I sigh but nod in agreement. It is true; Barbossa would have raped me again no matter what.

I slip onto the floor, feeling more comfortable there now that moving doesn't hurt as much. Jack joins me and we sit, his arm resting on my shoulders and my head lying on his shoulder. Thump thump thump! I flinch and begin to panic. Not again, I won't, not a third time.

"Relax, Jaz. Our five minutes are up," Jack tells me.

Barbossa opens the door, striding in. Jack and I both stand, though I step back a small amount, even with my hand safely in Jack's. Two other crew members enter behind Barbossa, and Barbossa makes the first move, attaching his fingers around my upper arm. I flinch back against him and his look toward me is one of joy that I'm in pain, that I'm panicking. He knows I have no fear of him, but he knows I fear his actions. He pulls me toward the door as the other two crew mates grab Jack. I stride out, my head held high, my bruises and cuts shining in the sunlight. Barbossa shoves me upon the plank and goes to do the same to Jack.

"I really had hoped we we were past all this," Jack says and I notice Elizabeth swimming toward the island in the distance. The same island, I realise, as the last time we were marooned.

"Jack, Jasmine, did you not notice that be the same little island we made you governors of on our last trip?" Barbossa explains.

"We did notice," I reply, my voice void of any emotion. I notice Gibbs and Anamaria wince when I talk.

"Perhaps you'll be able to conjure up another miraculous escape…but I doubt it. Off you go," he says, unsheathing his sword which still has my blood on it and pointing it to us.

"Last time you left us each a pistol with one shot," Jack shouts.

"By the powers, you're right. Where be Jasmine's and Jack 's pistols? Bring 'em forward," Barbossa yells. The pistols are brought forward.

"Seeing as there are three of us, a gentlemen would give us three pistols," Jack bargains.

"It'll be two pistols, the same as before. Only this time, Jasmine can shoot the lady and you can shoot yourself. And leave Jasmine to starve, though I'm sure we can come back for her," Barbossa grins, then, throwing the pistols overboard, he watches as we launch over to get to our pistols before beginning the swim to the shore.