Hi everyone, I know its been a while since I last updated but the truth was I had absolutely no idea where I was going with the story where I needed some time to figure out how to get all to work or it would have looked like a mess. Originally I was going to have these next few chapters be explained via flashbacks in the present but it started to make less sense as I kept trying to write the outline for it. Thank you everyone who did email me about this story and for being very patient with me so here is the new chapter and I hope you all enjoy it.

WARNING: There will be some abuse and a rape attempt in this chapter

After Killian freed Belle around six hours past the point she was originally supposed to be released, he then demanded she was to sleep on deck with the rest of the crew from then on whilst taking away her knives. There were little structures on the Jolly Roger in how to conduct oneself so Belle knew she was placed in a vulnerable position as the many of the crew tended to go overboard on the drinking. To keep out of sight, she slept at the far corner of the ship keeping herself occupied by listening to the ocean waves or stargazing until she was sure many had passed out indicating it was safe for her to sleep. Even her authority began to be placed into question, it appeared pirates aren't known for taking orders from someone who spent 20 hours chained up or has fallen out of favor from the captain. In order to keep her valuables safe from prying eyes, Belle used an empty cupboard hidden under several water barrels which became big enough to hide all of the remaining valuables Killian had not either given to Milah or destroyed altogether. As Killian began spending hours in his room, Belle could not keep the ship in order as many began to make lewd comments or taunting her position as both a woman and a former royal even though Killian was one too but his years of seas navigation earned him the respect to escape criticism.

Several days later, Killian finally left his quarters declaring Milah as his second in command demoting Belle to becoming Milah's assistant which overtime Belle realized meant she became nothing more than a servant. She would demand Belle wait on her, dress her up even though the garbs she requested to wear were unnecessary to wear onboard the ship, comb her hair in the style of a noblewoman that did annoy Belle where Killian had to remind her she was no longer a princess therefore should learn some humility.

Despite Killian's assurance, Belle and Milah had not become the sisters Belle had originally hoped they could have been. Belle learned immediately not to go to Killian to her problems as they would get worse whenever he had not immediately sided with his raven haired lover. Since Belle was one of the few pirates onboard with the knowledge of her surroundings and strategy, she was usually kept around when working out plans. However, the direction of how things ran in the Jolly Roger proved to be confusing as the crew started to see Milah as their mistress with Belle needing to be reminded of who ran the ship whenever the captain was not around resulting with several slaps and punching fights that lead to Belle spending several nights in the brig in order to be reminded of "her rightful place" as Milah told her in a spiteful tone.

The brig was a portion of the ship Belle had always try to avoid if she could help it mainly because due to the over whelming stench of human waste and death. If a prisoner was placed there they would more likely survive because the mere force of the ship rocking back and force would cause endless nausea for anyone who was not use to sea travel. She was not sure about how long she was going to placed there as they were not going to kill her but she wasn't sure if that was a possibility at this rate. By the second day, it seems she taken pity on to be given a small ration of stale bread and some cup of water for a day's ration where Belle needed to keep it safe from the rats as she started to wake up with discomfort from her arms and legs as she started noticing her pale skin now consisted of bites marks. At times to keep her sanity intact, Belle would wear the gloves Rumpelstiltskin gave her which she always tucked away in the purse she kept on her at all times; staring at them fondly whilst hoping he and Baelfire are now better off without the horrible woman Belle had the misfortune to view as her sister.

There were times Belle wondered about what would have had happened if she took Baelfire's suggestions to heart. She would have been married within the first few months to Rumpelstiltskin and she would have made him smile again, enjoyed tending to the sheep for the wool to be properly spun and at the same time taking a side job as a teacher to the village children, cooked, sewed, and kept house even using a bit of her extra money to be sure they would at least have some bit of comfort if money was ever tight. A modest life but they all would be happy not having to worry about the gossip or the worries about the world as long as they had each other. Belle did love both Rumpelstiltskin and Baelfire to the point where being a wife and mother to them in this fantasy world no lingered seemed far-fetched. Perhaps they have forgotten about her by now since she only stayed there for about a week but she hoped they were safe and happy even if it meant never seeing them again…

I swear Killian and Milah, someday you will both get what you deserve.

Three years later, the state of the Jolly Roger continued its reputation as reckoning force on the high seas. Ships within its area never stood a chance as they were quickly bombarded with smoke and gunpowder; any good of value were taken immediately whether this meant exotic animals, strange artifacts, gold or women. A custom most would hear about pirates where they would hardly take prisoners yet the Jolly Roger crew particularly Killian Jones would normally laugh at this assumption as they stated a prisoner would spread the legend of a pirate ship. With much of what was taken aboard merchant ships, the weeks the Jolly Roger would stay on ports became an endless party where some of the crewmen were at times became too drunk to have remembered to have reported back on the ship before it sailed off.

During this time, Belle grew up not only mentally as well as physically. Gone where the bandanas and loose attire as she started to use bodices and tighter trousers which gave displayed her body in a curve shape, hair now in smoother curves as it was at times pushed back in a ponytail as her blue eyes were the more noticeable features. At this rate Belle was now seventeen years old and had lived on board the Jolly Roger for the past five years in which she had spent more time there as a servant than as a fellow pirate. Any status Belle had on the ship was now gone but she was still able to fend for herself as Milah constantly taunt her or try to slap her with Killian placing her on the brig several times a month whenever she needed a time too cool down.

Belle knew her protection from Killian was the only reason she was not killed or sold off as also her knowledge over the different lands allowed her to be a liability but her crimes were minor as she simply defied Milah whenever she had the opportunity to as it became apparent from the rest of the crew she was not a fairly popular person in the Jolly Roger as her shrilling orders and strategies became more of a joke but her staying power was mainly due to Killian's protection as well as her quick use to stab a person whenever she distracted them rather than placing them at gunpoint.

For now, Belle was content with the way most matters onboard the ship. Her job at this point consisted of bringing up rum for Killian during the night and attending to Milah during the morning when she wasn't doing her other basic daily chores. As she conducted her usual routine of going into the captain quarters bringing Killian his flask filled up with fresh rum on evening, Belle heard her brother yelling in a volume which was not loud for the entire ship to have heard it but for most of the lower deck to notice something was going on. What made things strange became as she walked closer she heard a second voice in the room not known to her by anyone onboard.

"I swear I keep trying to find it. Do you have any idea how many trade ships there are in this entire realm? Not to mention it's a bit hard to go through the junk for the items that honestly mean more to me in keeping" from what Belle could see in her vision, Killian was talking to someone who was covered up in a brown cloak in which their head was lowered down so as their face was completely covered.

"Well I'm not in any hurry Jones but it would appear you might be should I not get what I want very soon!" the figure spoke in a deep vocal which boomed a little causing Belle to jump to the point she almost missed the hourglass container he carried showing towards a now frightened Jones as the sand was almost in the other side. She kept looking at the hooded figure trying to place why he had looked familiar to her until then Belle realized where she had seen it before.

The mysterious cloak figure from the Orient Lands. She tried her best to forget that incident as Killian nearly risked their lives for what appeared to be a fool's errand and now it seems there more to the story than Killian had lead her to believe.

"What are you doing?" stated Milah bringing Belle back to reality along with Killian coming out of his room looking flustered while they both stared at a nervous Belle.

Her palms were becoming sweatier as she tried to explain herself without looking as though she was lying. "I was just coming in to give Killian his rum then I saw a rat and freaked. My female sensibilities are not able to see rodents where I just want to hide in corner. Hopefully they bought it.

Killian snorted as Milah rolled her eyes letting Belle into the room to fill up the flask. "On second thought, how about you just leave the bottle there and grab us another one." Stated Milah leaving Belle a little confused then noticing Killian's eye have a sparkling gleam as he headed towards his lover, Belle got the message and headed along wanting nothing better after picking up another to head over to her crawl space and scream to the top of her lungs

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By the end of the week, the Jolly Roger made port to Ruritania a small coastal town near the Agrabanian Peninsula. This gave Belle some relief since it meant she was able to get away from everyone for a few days to do whatever she wanted yet she needed to be reminded to keep Milah and Killian company on the first night there in which they were spending their time in the nearby inn gambling with the other patrons. If it meant she would have a room to herself for the night to read then she would tolerate another night of everyone being as idiotic as possible.

Belle walks into the tavern sitting down a few tables from her party, already seeing Killian drinking with some of the men while they are too busy memorized by how skilled Milah was at in taking their money without anyone noticing. Sipping her mead, she didn't even feel sorry for these people as she thought they were too stupid to have played and expected gain a bigger pot.

Lost in her thoughts, Belle had not noticed there another glass was given to her which appeared to be ale by the smell. "The Sheriff would like to give you this" the bartender pointed Belle to a man in the corner of the bar who started to stare at the young pirate in a leer which caused her to roll her eyes.

She headed to the bar seeing the gentleman handing over the drink. "Thank you but I can pay for my own drinks" handing a gold coin from her purse to him, Belle walked back to the bar smiling as she still had the mental image the shock expression he received. As soon as she went back to her table, Milah joined her appearing to be slightly tipsy but not enough to be staggering.

"You know you're not a princess anymore."

Trying not to ignore as much as possible, Belle got her book trying to be as engrossed in it, hopefully giving the message to Milah. It seems the wrong message was given as Milah took the book from Belle's hands throwing it away. There was a bit of a scene in which Milah avoided it by dragging Belle out in the back away from prying eyes. "What the hell? I didn't do anything wrong"

"Yeah you did, you go around the ship doing nothing to earn your keep and expect to get a fair share of the treasures that we take. At least with accepting that guy's drink you would have managed to have earned some type of leverage in staying on board."

Now Belle was sure Milah was drunk as she became disgusted by the insulation that was coming out of her mouth. "What do you mean?"

Milah began to laugh, "Suppose one of Killian's enemies finds out that we have a virgin on board? Would you place all of us at risk to keep acting like you are better than anyone? It's like you are a princess anymore so there's no obligation in having airs while the rest of work our blood and sweat off."

"Unlike you, I don't whore myself out." Belle received a slap across her face stinging her cheek hard as she can see Milah's eyes turn red from the anger and the alcohol finally getting into her system.

"You don't know the first thing about me. Just because you lived in a fine castle wearing fancy dresses learning rubbish like playing the harp and needlework you think you have the right to look down at everyone else? Killian considers you a burden, he has said this several times. None of us want to deal a spoiled pamper wretch because draining the resources to live our lives successfully."

Now Belle started to see red, every abuse, taunt and punishment given to her started to flash into her head on repeat placing her in a trance as all the fear drained from her system. "Is that what you told yourself in abandoning Baelfire? Was he a 'spoiled, pampered, wretch' draining your youth away because he took time away from making bets or trying to top yourself as the most frequented whore in your village? I may not have been lowborn as you but at least I know my place unlike you."

Before Belle could say anything, Milah lunged at her, hands on her throat throwing her into the ground as Belle tried to restrain her using her fingers to claw her face. She got a few scratches on her nose and lip with Milah screaming back at Belle to the top of her lungs causing some of the patrons inside to notice the commotion. Belle began closing her eyes breathing through her nose as she continued to push Milah's face away, the strain of her hand began to make even the task of breathing difficult as she continued to kick throwing a few hit aboard the legs and stomach. Belle immediately began to regain her breath once again when she opened her eyes to see Killian pulling Milah away looking at Belle then back at Milah.

"Are you alright love?" he asked

Placing her hand into her throat to gain breathe deeply, Belle started to gasp for air. "Yes I think so, just a minor scuffle"

"I meant Milah" declared Killian shocking Belle as she noticed her brother's attentions going back to Milah kissing her to reassure as she began to cry.

Are you kidding me! "I'm the one whose nearly been choked to the death and she's the one who has to get the medical treatment? Killian didn't you just see what she just did to me?" Hoping the rum was clouding his sanity even though Belle knew Killian was a savant while drunk.

"Belle I don't want to hear it! I want you to get the fuck out of my sight before I do something that I might regret." The man who Belle saw there was not her brother, he looked at her as though she was the enemy with his teal eyes giving a feral expression towards where she knew if she even flinched, he would have shot her in the face on sight and not given a damn.

The truth was staring her right in the face and she needed to accept it. Killian no longer considered her someone worth caring about.

"Alright fine, good night" she left the couple who ignored her the second she left their sight. Belle already started to head towards the bar asking for a room all the while trying not to dry her tears. She paid her fee for the week and went upstairs unaware someone was watching her in the shadows.

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"I can't believe this!"

Even though downstairs was still loud with the patrons, Belle managed to block it all out mainly by pacing back and forth in her nightgown always staring at the window as she had a clear view of the ship she called home for the past several years.

What am I going to do? I can't go back with them after this. Milah is most likely going to kill me or worse if I do plead for self-defense, they will still kill me just because Killian was pissed off. Alright, everyone is staying for two days, you've got the room paid out until then so you can gather what supplies you can find from the ship, grab a horse to Agrahbah then find a ship back to Avonlea. Papa might end up becoming cross but I am sure if I explain it to him he will understand, that is if he is still able to forgive me.

All of a sudden, Belle is startled by a knock at the door. Assuming its probably the maid leaving clean towels, Belle opens the door surprised to see the unexpected visitor.

"Hello again babydoll." The gentleman from earlier who Belle heard was the sheriff of the area appears in her room looking down at her causing Belle to be unease. She tries to close the door but he forces it open allowing himself into her room.

"If this is about earlier, Milah attacked me. I was trying to defend myself." Belle tried not to cry looking for anything she could use as a weapon where she couldn't see anything with the room spinning due to nerves.

The Sheriff closed the door, locking it placing the key on his pocket as he headed towards her. "I'm not here about that. Your friend assures me you would be a fun treat and considering how alluring you look, it appears I paid a handsome amount for you."

Heading towards her, Belle ran back towards the window but unfortunately the Sheriff was too quick for her placing his mouth over hers trying to scream. She tried to struggle free but he was too strong for her feeling his other hand fondling her breasts as he tore half of her nightgown off kissing her shoulders. A second later Belle was thrown onto the bed, with her body being pinned down ripping up her nightgown. She wanted to scream at the top of her lungs but each time she opened her mouth a low voice came out in which she could not recognize.

"Please….stop…" was all she could say but her pleas were to no avail. Belle noticed her arms were a bit loosed from his grasp giving her the opportunity to smack his face back at him where her nails did dig onto his face causing him to scream.

"You little bitch" biting down her shoulders causing Belle to scream.

Belle continued to struggle until she noticed next to her lay candelabra. All of a sudden, Belle felt a boost of energy coursed through her system as she grabbed the candelabra using the rim of it on the lower head of the sheriff. He moaned in pain but it did not stop Belle from hitting him as hard as she could over and over until she no longer heard a sound coming from him.

Catching her breath, Belle looked at the man. He was face down on the floor with some blood appearing on his forehead and not a sound in sight. She cried once again getting over the shock over what had just occurred leaving her the realization of her predicament.

I killed someone but he was trying to hurt me. If anyone comes up here and sees this after the scuffle from earlier, I'll be hanged. I didn't mean to kill him, honest I didn't. She went to the man's pockets to find the key to the room in which she could hear the commotions from downstairs. She realized someone would notice something and began to drag the body into the bed, placing him under the covers and putting his head under the pillow.

She took the nightgown off as fast she could wanting to burn it but she had no time, changing back into her clothes Belle used the window to leave running as fast she could towards the ship thanking any deities she could think of that no one was on board. Wasting no time, Belle headed to the supply room grabbing as much gold and jewels to buy her freedom along with some books, maps, fresh clothes, a week's ration of food and water.

She placed it all on a dinghy she noticed when they landed in port, taking the oars and rowed far from the ship reading the map to see where she was going. Since Arahabah is about 100 km from here, it would take me a good three days to head there. Keep it together Belle, you are going to be fine.

The boat went towards the other side of the port until city and the Jolly Roger were almost out of sight. She felt a sting noticing the bite mark from before now feeling a twinge of anger and malice over Killian and Milah over the depth of their cruelty towards her. She knew there was nothing she could do to them but it didn't meant she would pity them when whoever they would cross would not take kindly to their trickery.

Someday, you both will get what you deserve…