Plans: It was dark and raining...no not raining she was falling. Wait no not falling, sinking. Sinking down into the dark cold emptiness, her skin burned as water started to flood her lungs. Momma was what she tried to say. She felt warmness and reached out towards it. Warm arms captured her pulling her out of the darkness. Hitting the surface she saw her haunting eyes as she sank back into the ice. Momma was what echoed the surrounding shore line. She was running, running hard and fast. He was coming. Arms picked her up holding her close to her. The warmness she clung to. Redhair flying out behind them as they ran through the dark trees. Run. Falling, falling onto the ground her body felt shattered. He was there again. She stood loud banging echoing in her ears. She glanced around her heart sinking, their old room. The banging coming from the door. A bloody bleed morgan standing between here

Poison:  Claire’s body crashed into Jack. Jack quickly grabbed a hold of her limp body. Panic rushing over him as he looked down at her “Claire!” He yelled, shaking her lightly, her head flopping back as he did. Jack watched her chest rise and fall and felt a small bit of relief as she was still breathing. Jonah’s eyes began scanning the bar looking for someone who might be responsible. The girl who brought them the drinks passed in front of them. Jack reached across the bar and grabbed her by the shirt pulling her into him. His other arm still cradling Claire. “You! Where did those drinks come from!” His voice echoe

  *This chapter contains graphic scenes* Torture:Jonah was dragged into the bottom of Rowling’s ship. The darkness was overwhelming at first before his eyes adjusted. Kenton who was shoving him along seems to have this place memorised. He pushed him to the back corner of the ship and the smell hit him. It was stomach curling. The smell  was a mixture of iron, feces, and ammonia. Rowling put a hand onto his face to cover his nose but the smell didn't phase Kenton. He stumbled around looking for something. He struck a match and lit a candle. The amber glow crept into the cracks of this place. As it creeped across the small area of the ship they were in, the source of the smell was uncovered. Rowling and Kenton had designed their own pers

Brainless: Jonah hung from his hands struggling, the pain  in his shoulder was searing. He had been attempting to break the rope by rubbing his hands and hoping that the hook holding the rope in place would fray them. The ropes did fray but the pain in his shoulder was becoming too much. He felt like any second his shoulders would be detached. He tried his hardest to stand on the tips of toes but he could only balance for so long. A light was seen at the far end of the hull and the sound of footsteps echoed the empty shell. Jonah began to prepare himself mentally. He knew Kenton wouldn't be able to stay away long. He had someone with him and the person was quiet as they approached. Kenton smiled sickly as he walked by Jonah.“Over here.” Kenton said was almost happy.The man with him didn't say a w

Coordinates:  Rowling paced his cabin; it was taking so long to get to Raven’s Peak. He knew Jack wouldn't be able to come up with payment and that's when he would make his offer. Join him or he would slaughter his whole crew. “Why do you care so much about him anyways.” Kentons voice echoed in his head. Rowling frowned for a second, he knew from the moment he saw Jack. He knew that Jack was his son. He looked exactly like his lost wife. The same bronze hair and bright hazel eyes. He regretted leaving her. He could still see her standing on the dock, the baby wrapped up in a wool blanket as she cradled him close to her chest. Tears  in her eyes as she begged him to stay. He remembered telling her it was for the best. That he would return when he made something of himself. When he could be worthy of her. He never went back. Years later he had found out she died of s