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The Chapters do get darker and somewhat harder to write.
As the late Captain Hector Barbossa has said "Here there Be Monsters"
Chapter Seven
Elizabeth Turner heard her husband cry out. She rushed to the cabin that the two shared and saw Will in tears.
"Will what happened?" She questioned
"He is dead Lizzy. Our son. Dead" Will said through his sobs.
Elizabeth paled. "What? How do you know?"
"The bond. The bond through love. It snapped. The Dutchman said so" he continued.
"What?"
"I have a mental...wait what? How is that but I felt him die" Will said to himself
"Will what going on?"
"Henry. Henry is not dead! The Dutchman made a mistake! Henry is still in trouble" Will explained or at least tried to.
"Will I could have told you that our son was still a live. I would have felt it in my heart if our son died" Elizabeth said.
Carina grew frightened when Henry didn't come back around his usual time of return.
She too nearly died when the ship had dived.
Just before her thoughts could turn darker, she heard someone being dragged.
Coleman had brought Henry back. It was later than normal. She felt better and safer at least.
Henry was placed in a separate cell. Coleman chained Henry to the floor. Then Coleman left.
"Henry?"
Nothing.
"Please wake up Henry?"
Again nothing.
"HENRY" she shouted
Henry this time groaned.
"Henry what happened?"
A groan was the reply. So she waited a few minutes before trying again.
"Carina?"
Carina jumped.
"Henry!"
Henry tried to move but found that he couldn't. He was chained down.
"Where were you?"
"Top side"
"What happened?"
Henry muttered something but she didn't hear it.
"What did you say?"
"I broke"
Carina stared at him. She was shocked. This brave young man broke.
"What about your plan?" she asked
His plan? What plan? His plan was stupid! His plan would get him killed. Jones was out for blood. His father's blood. Jack's blood. He was a coward. The Navy had said so, Jones had said so and he had told himself so. There was no plan of escape!
"Henry?"
"Carina I'm sorry. I'm so sorry" Henry said
He sounded hopeless.
"Whats gonna happen now Henry?" she asked
"We wait. We wait for Jack, my mum, and dad" Henry said.
Before she or Henry could say anything, Maccus came for Henry.
They had wasted the night away talking.
Henry groaned as he thrown at Jones's feet.
Henry pushed himself up to his knees.
"You called for me Master Jones?" he asked
"Yes boy"
Henry didn't speak. He just waited for Jones to finish.
"You have no name. I have the power to take that away from you. You are now my slave."
Henry looked up at Jones.
"What?"
"Didn't you say you wouldn't talk back?"
Henry shut up and looked at the floor.
"You will only speak when spoken to. You will call me Master Jones or Master. Savvy boy?"
"Yes Master" Henry said.
Jones grinned.
The Turner boy was his. Captain Turner was in for a shock.
The young man known as Henry Turner was dead.