A/N There is the intent of rape in this chapter, it is stopped before anything gets even close to hapening but it none the less happens and if you want to skip this chapter I will not be offended

Once on land, Tilly made her way towards the town. She pushed her hair out of her face and wrapped her arms around herself. She knew she was going to go back to The Revenge at some point; she didn't really have a choice. After all, she had no desire to be stranded in this port all on her own; she just needed a few hours to cool off. And besides, she didn't think Ed would let the ship leave without her.

"What's a pretty thing like you doing out here all alone?"

Tilly spun around to see two large men leaning against a nearby tree. She turned away from them and quickened her pace down the road towards the town.

"Whoa, don't just ignore us," One of the men cried, as the two of them hurried to catch up with Tilly.

"We're just trying to help," the other said, "You don't want to be out here all alone; there's some questionable people out there. Blackbeard's ship's been sighted, and you wouldn't want to run into him."

Tilly shook her head; running into Blackbeard did indeed seem like a terrifying prospect, but the men following her seemed like a much worse one at that moment. "I'm fine, thank you," she said.

One of the men looked her up and down in what could only be described as a leer, "I'm sure you are," he said suggestively, causing Tilly to shudder.

"Why don't you come back with us? We could keep you safe," the other man suggested.

Tilly sped up into an almost run, "No thank you."

The man's face fell, and he moved to stand in front of Tilly, blocking her path, "Why not? It's a very kind offer; we're going out of our way to help you."

Tilly took a step back, only to collide with the other man.

The man behind her grabbed hold of Tilly's arms, pinning them behind her back, and she let out a scream. She kicked at the man, but his grip didn't loosen. A hand was slapped over her mouth and the man holding her used his hold on her arms to pull her wrists together in a vice like grip.

Tilly tried to scream again but only a muffled cry could be heard. The man with his hand over her mouth produced a piece of rope and used it to bind her wrists. Then, the man holding her changed his grip, so he was holding her forearm and yanked her backwards.

Tilly stumbled. She tried to dig her heals into the dirt, anything to stop the men, but they were stronger than her, and there was nothing she could do to stop them from dragging her back down the path towards the port.

Once they reached the port, the men dragged Tilly towards an unfamiliar ship. She let out another shout, hoping against all the odds that somebody on the Revenge would hear her but nobody appeared. She kicked at the men again, this time hitting one of them in his shin. The man glared at Tilly, then bent down and grasped her ankles. He pulled them up so that now instead of being dragged the two men were carrying Tilly between them.

They carried her up the gangplank of what was presumably their ship. There were a couple of men milling about on the deck, but they didn't seem surprised to see their crew mates carrying a girl onboard; they did little more than glance over at them.

The men carried Tilly down below deck and into the brig. The man holding her ankles let go of her and walked over to the far wall, where he plucked a key from where it hung on a hook. He then used it to open the door to the brig and the second man threw Tilly inside. One of the men followed her into the cell and untied her wrists and ankles before walking back out and locking the door behind him, leaving Tilly alone behind the bars. The two men looked at Tilly for a second before they both turned and left without a word.

Tilly scrambled back into the far corner of her cell before she collapsed to the ground and pulled her knees up to her chest. She let out a sob as she buried her face in her knees. Tears started to stream down her face. She couldn't think of anything beyond the over-whelming fear of what was going to happen to her.

She let out another sob, not even trying to be quiet – she didn't care if anyone heard her, she was already locked in a brig, what more could they do?

She let go of her legs and stretched out before wrapping her arms around her stomach. She could feel that it was starting to swell slightly, and her thoughts instantly jumped to her baby. She sucked in a sudden breath. What was going to happen to her child? She was sure that the men didn't know she was pregnant, it wasn't obvious to anyone just looking at her quiet yet, but she didn't know how long she could keep it a secret. She didn't think pirates would want a pregnant prisoner, then again, she didn't know why they wanted her as a prisoner in the first place.

Another wave of tears started streaming down Tilly's cheeks. She was petrified. She didn't know what she was going to do, and she didn't just have herself to worry about.

Tilly didn't know how long she sat there crying, but she didn't stop until she heard somebody enter the brig. She looked up to see two men she didn't recognise walk in. One of them was holding a cup and plate. He opened the door to Tilly's cell and stepped inside. He placed the cup and plate down on the floor, then turned to leave. However, he paused mid turn when his eyes set upon Tilly,

"Kang was right," He mused, "You are a pretty little thing."

Tilly's eyes widened in pure terror as the man knelt down in front of her. He reached out and ran his hand down her cheek. Tilly pushed herself even further into the corner of the room.

"Leave it Patch," the other man called, "You know the captain doesn't like it if you touch the merchandise."

Tilly gasped at the word merchandise.

The man in front of her sighed and stood up, "Come on," He whined, "Boss wouldn't even know,"

"Yes, he would,"

"You never let me have any fun," Patch snapped as he stepped away from Tilly,

"You aren't worth risking the captain's wrath," the other man replied.

Patch glanced back at Tilly before stepping out of the cell, "See you later Beautiful," he called as the two men left the brig.

Tilly just stared after the men in a state of shock. Merchandise. They were going to sell her. Tilly took a few shallow breaths then promptly threw herself across the room and threw up. She eyed the bowl of unappetising food the men had left. She'd never felt less hungry in her life.

Tilly retreated back to her corner and started to cry again, until eventually she drifted off into a dreamless sleep.