Authors Note: I'm sorry for taking down Strong, but I just needed more to Camoren's development and reason for her ease on the island. Strong will come back, but not for another couple of chapters. As always love and hugs from me!

Also review please! Always makes an author happy :)

Enjoy the new chapter!

Camoren had thoroughly fucked herself.

Even when her pinpoint perception had been top notch picking out the lead Pirate she fucked herself over by cuddling next to him instead of running. Which had been her plan right? Fuck his brains out and when he was recovering run into the jungle and get the fuck off the island.

But that didn't happen. She got lost in the way he reclined back completely relaxed basking in his afterglow that she curled up next to him completely content with falling asleep with her head on his shoulder. Now she was paying for it.

No, not in the daily beatings and constant pain he had her in. Not in the periodic rape and quick humiliating fuckings he had with her. Not even in the way he would just sit in the corner and just watched her, which drove her even more crazy.

Sometimes if he sat there long enough she'd lose the sense of human in him and forget whether or not he was actually there or just a figment of her imagination.

Kill him. Do it. Kill him.

The guard was making his daily rounds as he brought her her food. Camoren groaned and placed her hands over her ears. The voices were coming back, and she needed to get off the island and have her medication.

Do it. Kill him. Nobody will notice, kill him quickly and nobody will know.

Whimpering high in her throat she clutched her hands around her head trying to block out the hissing voice that plagued in deep inner spaces of her mind.

It has been so long since she's heard it last. Six or seven at least. The medication the doctors prescribed shut it out completely and she'd been able to live a close to normal life. As long as she kept taking those little dark purple pills like a good girl.

But now she was far away from her medication, and the voices came back full force; whispering to her while she tried to close her eyes for that small wink of sleep Vaas graced her with.

Breath hitching in her throat she closed her eyes tightly trying her best to block out that voice, but that only caused it to come back full force.

αυτός είναι εκεί, κανείς δεν θα ξέρει. το κάνει. σκοτώσει τον!

Before she could control her movements she felt a burst of energy while the voice screamed at her in her native tongue. Camoren couldn't hear the scream that left the guys lips as he opened her cage door and went to give her her food. All she could hear was the hissing scream of the voice in her head and the thrumming of her blood in her ears as she strangled him. Barely could she see his face turning blue as a red mist filled her vision. She could see the way his hands reached up to her arms uselessly clawing at her to make her let go, but that only fueled the unknown anger that coursed through her veins as she started to bash his head into the steel bars of the cage. Within minutes the red mist consumed her entire vision as she kept smashing his skull and squeezing his airways. But the fucker kept breathing! The fuckers heart kept beating! She could hear it! Could hear them both! Angry that he was still alive she lifted his dead weight body up once more and smashed it in the space between the bars and quickly shied away from it.

Good girl. Good girl. You did it. You killed that undeserving man.

Her entire body was shaking and her breathing heightened and sporadic as she curled into a tight ball in the corner. Her arms wrapped tightly around her chest while she tried to close her eyes. Maybe now that she had done what the voice asked her she would be able to rest.

Slowly her breathing slowed rhythmically and her body relaxed as a calm, peaceful sleep overtook her.

Here he comes.

Vaas's POV

Scratching his chin the head of the Pirates looked around for a few seconds before a small cloud of concern fell over him. Timo had taken a really long time giving Camoren her food. Growling in his throat he fucking hoped he was keeping his hands off her. That was a one time thing because she tried to escape. She was his and he'd beat the fuck out of him if he was touching what was his. Narrowing his eyes Vaas stood up and walked towards the warehouse. One of his other men was walking toward the fire pit and he stopped him,

"Hey Ben, you've seen Timo around right?" The pirate shook his head,

"Not since you sent him to give the girl her food." Hearing that made Vaas's stomach turn.

He nodded his thanks and made his way into the warehouse. Instantly he was hit right in the face with the scent of large amounts of blood making him sick to his already churning stomach. Doing his best to ignore the disgusting smell his mind raced with scenarios as to why the entire place smelled of crimson.

Growling he picked up speed to the back of the building but was stopped in his tracks when he saw what happened. Breath caught in his throat Vaas had to run his hand over his face covering his mouth. Taking slow steps toward her cage he felt his stomach upheave when he saw Timo's lifeless body strangled while his head wedged between the bars and the deep grotesque creves wounds that were still bleeding and leaking brain matter.

Vaas watched his step making sure he didn't slip on the blood that pooled around the floor. Quietly he slipped by his man's dead body, taking out his knife and looked around. Growling, his lip snarled upward as anger whirled around him seeing one of his men dead like that. Eyes calculating he eased his body into a stealth position incase she was laying in wait to kill him as well.

But when he heard a soft sigh in the corner green snapped over to see her curled up against the wall. Eyes narrowing he slowly stood up full height and quietly crossed over to her.

She was finally resting easily which Vaas wanted for weeks before she hurt herself, but not in this circumstance. Kneeling in front of her he could see the blood splattered all over her face and hands, her cloths soaked in it while her chest rose and fell rhythmically as she slept.

She looked so peaceful and innocent, besides for the red liquid that covered her from head to toe. Looking back at Timo Vaas couldn't fathom how she would have been able to do that. Eyeing her he brushed a bang out of her face.

Vaas felt his anger leave him in spite of himself as he pulled her sleeping form into his arms and sat down on the bed across from her corner. He flinched as she curled up to him yet again just as she had many times within these last few weeks.

Sighing heavily Vaas held her closer to him; running his fingers through her hair and whispered,

"Oh hermana, what did you do?"