Haunting

June 24th,1766 Noonish
The captain's cabin of the Adventurer


"Good news pet!"Francois said to his daughter as he entered the dining area in their cabin.
Milla was exhausted,she'd had no sleep all night,and was dying to take a nap..."What is that,papa?"
She asked,unexcitedly.
"good winds!We will be unloading these scum pirates in Jamaica by tonight,A whole day and a
half a head of schedule!"He smiled gleefully.
Milla choked on her jame and bread as she tried to swallow his words."What?What did you say?"
She asked not believing the words he spoke.
"Yes my darling,a real nights rest on land,and A the weight of these blasted pirates shall be off
our backs."

Milla's heart broke,She pushed herself through the day,wringing her hands and eating little.She
Couldnt believe she may not ever see Jack again...

It was around 8 PM they docked...Milla burst into tears as she through herself into her bed...She
would have to break this promise...
She had completely given up hope of seeing the mysterious young man again,until her father
came in...

"Blasted Jails wont take in anymore prisoners...We have to leave them on board till morning."He
fumed angrily.
Milla's head picked up..."So we must stay on board tonight then!"She asked,excited for a chance
to sneak down for a farewell to her pirate.
"No."He said flatly,picking up Milla's small trunk from the foot of her bed."We are invited to stay
with Governer Foss...So you and little Abigail can room together,like when you were children."

Milla's eyes lowered...She hated Abigail...But She still had a chance to see her pirate..if only she
could manage to sneak out tonight.
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June 24th,1766 5PM
The brig of the Adventurer.

Jack breathed in heavy...He was on the deck of the Black Dhalia,his old ship,captained by Mason
MackGillis....He was at the bow,wind to his face,in his arms he held that girl..that little ships girl,
Milla....Her hair was black as night,just like the captain's daugther,and it whipped all around her
with the wind,and she was an angel,come to take him away...Her large eyes and heart shaped lips
beckoned him like a piece of cake on a plate.

"Wake up ya blasted rat."Jack felt a sharp kick to his wounded side...His eyes flashed open,and
he realised that vision was only that,a dream in his head.
"Come on come on..."Another kick to his side came as he tried to sit himself up from the dirt
covered ground.
He wheezed out blood when the man roughly picked him up by his shoulders and threw him
against the wall.
Jack's back hit and he fell to the ground shaking.
The gruff british gaurd grabbed him by the neck,while he unfastened his breeches.
"No...Please..."Jack begged,his eyes pleading with the man,when he took one more look to the
cell door..."Hurry up,Ive got to be back to me post soon."He barked,grabbing Jack by the scruff
of his neck and removing his flaccid cock..."Make it hard."He said forcing jack to take it down his
throat.
Jack gagged and tried to pull away but another gaurd,he hadnt noticed stepped out from out of
his vision,and grabbed his shoulders,forcing him in place while the first man fucked him in his
face,roughly slamming his hips into him.
Jack gagged and bit down on the man's dick,causing blood to spurt from several now severed
veins.
The man screamed in pain,sending 5 more gaurds down to his cell.
"What have ye bloody well done,Sparrow?"Asked the gaurd Griffen followed by Notting and
the man who raped Jack first the night before.

The man who had raped Jack the night before Bashed him in the head sending him reeling onto
the dirty floor.
The men all gathered round beating jack with fists and feet,until he blacked out again.
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June 24th 1766 7:49 pm
The lavish dining room of Governer Foss,
Kingston Jamaica


"What a lovelly meal you have prepared Hubert my old man!"Francois said,laughing heartilly
as he passed warm dinner rolls to his little daughter next to him.
"No trouble at all Frank."Governer Foss always called papa Frank,it was a terrible english rendition
which grated on Milla's ears,It made her think of German money,and greed...
"And Ludmilla,you've grown up so much since I last saw you,True spitting image of your mother,
without that dirty red skin."He said,trailing off,taking the offered basket of rolls from Milla's hand.
"Yes,I agree."said Abigail who sat across from Milla."Thank god,we were all worried when you
were younger,so tanned from the sun,and always wearing those god awful togas."She smirked
taking a roll,and stuffing her fat face.
"They are called sari's and they are traditional indian garmnets."Milla said,angrily.
"Whatever,at least your wearing good english dresses now."Abigail spat back.
"Yes!And how pretty you do look."Said governor Foss,looking to his daughter as if she had gone
too far.

After dinner her father and Governor Foss decided to retire to his library for brandy and catching
up.

Milla was led to Abigail's room...

"God your hair looks so dirty!"the pudgy blonde said,grimacing at Milla."how hot and horrible
it must be wearing that thick mop everyday."She said,looking into the large vanity mirror in front
of her,combing her thin flaxen curls."I cant imagine a man in his right mind finding that attractive."
She said,turning to Milla on the bed,"have you had any offers?Other then the flea ridden sailors!"
She laughed spitefully.
"Yes actually...Im going to see him tonight."Milla said.
Abigail turned around on the swivelling stool."Your such a liar!"She spat.
"Am not!He's a captain of a ship...He's tall and has curly dark hair..."Milla said,jumping up from
the bed.
"Ha!Yeah right,and where are you meeting this "Captain"?"She laughed.
"He's onboard my father's ship Im going down to see him tonight....And....We're running away
together."She smiled bending down to her trunk and rummaging through.
"Yeah?Okay,Whats his name?"She laughed trying to catch Milla in a lie.
"Jack Sparrow."She said,Tying her long hair up in a green scarf from her trunk.
Abigail thought for a moment...Where had I heard that name?She asked herself...
"Jack Sparrow?!"She screamed realising who he was,He's one of the pirates who tried to steal your
ship!"She laughed,"He's no captain!"She doubled over laughing.
"Who cares?!"Milla yelled,marching up to her,and slapping her across the face.
Abigail recoiled."Im telling."She said flatly,her cheek reddening,and her blue eyes filling with tears.
"Go ahead,Ill be halfway to England by the time you convince anyone your not gone mad!"Milla
screamed,"Jack is kind,and sweet,and gentle,And I promised him I would see him tonight,And you
just try and stop me."Milla spun on her bare heel and went back to her trunk,Picking up her pale
green lacey dress and pulling it over her slip.
Abigail fell to her stool again,Stunned.
Milla pulled on her her white stockings and white calve boots,lacing them up,then dropping her
skirt down.
"Now,What are you gonna do?"She said,looking at Abigail harshly.
The blonde said nothing just stared off into space.
"Fine...Im leaving,dont you tell a soul,Or Ill come back and wring your neck."Milla spat out,picking
up a bundle of her things,a small silver framed photo album,her stockings and some underthings.
She went to the door and the second she barely touched the knob Abigail piped up.
"Bring me with you."She asked softly,almost inaudibly.
"What?"Milla asked enraged in what she had just heard.
"Youll get caught if you dont,And please...Just let me come with you."Abigail whispered her
eyes down cast.
"you slow me down and Ill leave you behind."Milla said after a moment or so...Abigail really could
help,and might know how to get out of here undetected.
Abigail's head shot up."Do you mean it?"She asked smiling bright.
"Yes..pack whats nessicary and we'll be off...we havent much time."Milla said dropping her bundle
and sitting down next to it.


Abigail packed basically everything she owned..."Is this alright?"She asked,Poking at the tied up
sheet,full of ball gowns,tea dresses shoes and brickabrack.
"No...wear the dress you want...Carry your most treasured items with your lingerie in your bundle.
You need only one pair of sensible shoes."Milla said,helping her decide what to take and leave.

Once she was set,wearing a breezy purple dress,with black boots and white stockings,they put on
their wraps,each matching accordingly to their ensemble,and their bundles and Abigail led the way.

The clock in the main hall chimmed midnight as they stole to the kitchen,wrapping an extra bundle
of food,dinner rolls and ham from that evenings meal.
"Can we take pie?"Abigail asked,eyeing the apple pie on the counter.
"If you carry it."Milla said undetered,grabbing a bottle of fresh milk from the ice chest and dropping
it,with the food bundle into her bag,"Now how do we get to the docks?"She asked Abigail,as
Abigail licked her lips looking at the pie in her hands.
"How do we get where?"She asked dumbfounded.
"The docks?"Milla asked exasperatively.
"Oh the place with the boats?"Abigail asked...Milla said nothing,but looked at her stupidly.
"We go through the garden in the back,through that gate into the street...Then we have to find
Sheridan Hill...I dont think its far,but all the negroes live there."She said,worriedly.
"Dont worry,Lets go."

They made haste through the winding exotic garden...The air was hot and musty and wet from the
heat and flowers,which were even at night swarmed with insects.