LS7: Why hello…*Sheepish laugh*

Audience:…

LS7: Tough crowd….

Jim: Well duh! You haven't been updating this! What? Is God of War that Important!

LS7:….Yes! It's the way of life….

Silver and Jim:…..

LS7: Well… Let's get on with it! Remember, I don't own! (Sadly)

This will be in Silver's P.O.V. and will probably be short…

'Thinking/Silver's POV'

"Talking"

I just left Jimbo to rest up in his bed. Of course I left him with Morphy so that he can watch over the pup. As much I as hate to admit it, for many reasons, I didn't want to leave Jim. He looked so helpless and scared, most of all alone when I had to leave him. I know he's been through hell and back but I have to keep up appearances. I'm a ruthless pirate. Only out to gain Flint's treasure. I make it down to where the kitchen is to make some dinner while at the same time, more medicine for Jimbo. Of course with everyone lookin' at me, watchin' my every move, it's really hard to keep up appearances. As I start peeling the potatoes for some stew, I feel the eyes of my crew upon me. Mainly the eyes of Scroops. He's the one that I have to keep me eye on…

'Sneaky Bastard!'

I think to myself bitterly. I ought to kill him for that little altercation that he and Jimbo had this morning. I hope he hasn't figured out that Jimbo is up to par right now. Jimbo could really be in trouble if he knew.

"So where were you…? Captain?"

I didn't look at him for two reasons! One of those reasons was if I did, I would blow my cover and I couldn't afford that. For Flint's treasure is within my grasp. As well as Jim's life on this ship. I can't have the crew thinking Jimbo has had an effect on me.

Although he has… The other reason for me not looking at the spider freak is because of the hatred that I have for him. I hate him because every time Jim is around, he just has to mess with the lad. He's done nothing wrong. Maybe that's why it's so hard for the pup to make friends. They take one look at him and judge. I hadn't realized that I was in thought because I accidentally cut myself. Swearing loudly, I grab the towel besides me and wrap it around my hand. The cut wasn't deep but it hurt. I nearly forgot Scroops was standing there… Almost.

"Distracted… Captain? Care to share with the rest of us where you were…? Probably off with that pathetic hum-"

Don't YOU DARE TALK ABOUT THAT BOY! I CARE FOR ONE THING AND THAT'S FLINT'S TREASURE YOU PATHETHIC EXCUSE FOR AN ARACHNID!" "AND THAT GOES FOR ALL OF YOU!"

I couldn't take it, having these slimy worthless creatures, gawking at me at my every move made me irritated me. Not only that, but not knowing if Jimbo was okay. I trust Morphy to care for him but still… I must have not noticed that I was choking the life out of the arachnid because the rest of the crew was at our sides pulling my robotic hand from his scrawny throat… He deserved it. But I have to act cool… I never let my emotions get the better of me. I finally let him go, and with hate and fear in his big yellow orbs, he then spoke in a raspy tone.

"Whatever…But I know your hiding something Silver… I just know it! And I will find out!"

I looked around to eye the rest of the crew to speak their minds. I dare them to say anything else… Apparently they all go the memo not to question me for I have the upper hand in this situation. I looked towards Scroops and though we said nothing, it was in our body language that said everything. He knew how I felt about him and vice-versa. But we all wanted one thing and that was the treasure. And I will get it no matter what it takes!

It was a around nine at night when the crew was done with eating and whatever other chores they were responsible for. I knew my shift was over yet… two hours to be exact but I just had to see how he was doing. I just had to. He was on my mind since I left him. I had a feeling about him when we first met that he had a hard life. But after we talked for awhile, I realized that I didn't know the half of it. His thoughts of pain and sorrow, feelings of loneliness, regrets; no one his age shouldn't have those. A boy his age should be out there in the world trying to find himself. Aspire to be someone. I see Jimbo trying but the pain of his father leaving him and his mother so many times, is something that he has to overcome on his own…

But if he needs someone to talk to- WAIT! What am I doing! I'm not supposed to be bonding with him. I'm supposed to be a selfish person who wants money and loads of it. I'm supposed to be… I'm supposed to be a friend to the one person besides Morphy who trusts me even when I can't trust myself. I walk down the steps to where Jimbo is asleep and Morhpy is keeping' an eye on him for me. I have some time so why not.

The room is a bit dark with the moonlight shedding some light in the room. I take not of Morphy sleeping beside Jimbo. I have to admit, it's a warm sight. But I have no time for sentiments because I have a feeling that someone is watching me and I have a dark feeling of whose that person is. I placed my left hand in my pocket and retrieved a small vial that held a grayish blue liquid. It was medicine for Jim to help with his cold symptoms. I hated to wake him but if he wanted to get better, and continue wit he chores, he better wake up.

"Jim? Jimbo you got take this medicine and then you can go back to sleep."

Jimbo obviously heard me because he slowly woke up and with a congested groan. He sounded a bit better then before but still had a long way to go before he was fully recovered. Helping him to a sitting position, Jim took the medicine and then I gave him some water to wash it down. Not matter how sick he was, the taste of the medicine still made him cringe. After his head hit his pillow, the pup was out like a light. Can't blame the guy, he's sick. I place my hand on his forehead and find that his fever has gone down but was still high enough for him to get some rest. I placed a cloth in freshly cool water and rung it out to place it on Jim's head, moving his bangs out of the way of course. Jim sighed in content as he went into a very deep sleep. Morphy yawned silently as he smiled at both me and Jim. Before he flowed over to me, he kissed Jim on the check. It was his way of saying goodnight and feel better.

Morhpy was always the kind one…

I left Jim to sleep as I headed above the deck into the now dark blue sky. Stars shining like little gems. I welcome the cool breeze as I begin my nightly rounds to make sure things were alright above deck. A few minutes into my shifts, I could sense someone watching me. But when I turned around, no one was there.

I wasn't stupid, I know someone was there. I'd be one hell of a pirate not to know when I'm being watched. Morphy felt it too because he whimpered against my check. A sign that something was bothering him. I patted him in order to comfort him and it worked. I looked around suspiciously as I whispered to Morphy on what I wanted him to do for me.

"Morphy, see how things are below deck…" I winked at him to understand my true meaning, if I was correct on whose following me, (And I know I'm right.) then I want him to stay away from Jim.

Damn… I am getting soft…

Morphy nodded as he understood and quickly left to check on Jimbo making sure he wasn't followed. Now that we were alone, I would confront him…

I just hoped that Flint's treasure wouldn't pay the price… Damn Emotions…

"Come out Scroops! I know yer out there you son of an arachnid! Come out!" Well I was right on who was following me. Because I saw two big yellow orbs glaring at me menacingly. And I knew that evil snicker anywhere.

"Hello…Captain…"

Well so much for Keeping up appearances… But I'll die trying… For Flint's treasure, for my reputation…

And for him… Jimbo… Damn kid is growin' on me… Oh well…

"Evenin…' Scroops…"

LS7: YAY! I FINISHED THE CHAPTER… MORE TO GO!

Jim: About time!

Silver: Yea Lassie, Seriously!

LS7:…Sorry… Review everyone! ^U^