Light burnt at my eyes and my ankles and wrist felt raw. The few moments of consciousness gave me time to reflect on what happened. I was knocked out by that Ar##hole but where am I now? I couldn't tell if anyone was around and I didn't want to risk opening my eyes and losing the advantage when they know I'm awake. I was laying on something soft I'm guessing it's a bed and the amount of sunlight definitely suggested I wasn't in a cell.

I listened closely waiting to hear any sign of human life I was about to open my eyes positive I was alone when I heard a deep sigh and the creak and bang of a door. "F#cking little sh#t If I have too I'll rip that bl#ody ship apart" I could hear footsteps lead up to me I waited to be dragged from my position or be rudely 'awaken' but neither happened. instead after a minute or two the footsteps retreated back and headed to the other side of the room I was confined to. I'm guessing he was angery about the maps and book I claimed. He'll probably never find them considering how easy I was able to find his most precious hidding spot. I can imagen him trashing my qauters like I did his. I slowly opened one eye speaking of the devil, I was in his room and he was sat at the desk he was looking down at something sprawled over his table. His position was angery in itself; his hands balled into fists apon the table and he didn't even use the chair he just lingered above it. I quickly scanned my surroundings for something anything to use as a weapon or could be of any use in anyway. A candel stick, a book and a cork to a wine bottle was in reach on the bedside table. I moved swiftly and picked up the candel stick, he haden't noticed me luckily, I hid it under myself knowing if I went for him bound like this I more was likely to trip then cause any damage. I closed my eyes as I saw his head trun to me, please don't notice I begged through my thoughts. I could hear his footsteps draw close, I took steady breaths trying not wince at the sound. "I know ye awake" he spoke sending a chill down my spine. I didn't move maybe he was bluffing I felt a hand wrap wound my bound wrists and lift them up slightly. Still pretending, I wasn't planning on 'waking up' anytime soon sending my whole body, limp. He soon let go as if only trying to stire me. He was so close this was chance to strike. opening my eyes I moved in one clean motion first bring my legs up to knee him to draw his attention away from my hands then quickly grabbing the candle stick and aiming for his skull. His face twisted in pain unfortunately I'd missed his temple by about 5-6 mm. I was lifted to my feet within secounds "Ye Sneaky F#cking B#tch!" He sethed. Facing his twisted face I tried my best to escape his grip but it was useless bound like this.

"Just throw me over board I'd rather be dead then captured by ye" I hissed he let me going taking all my support and letting my land on the painful wooden floor. "Not intill ye tell me where they are" he growled. So he was only keeping me alive because he wants to know where I hid 'em like I'll tell him, he must be keeping my ship too meaning I could easily do what he did but this time as the prisoner I have way more of an advantage. "like I'd ever tell ye!" I protested trying my best to get into a sitting position. "Oh really just you wait" a smirk stretched across his face. "Bring 'im in" Kirk shouted soon enough the door swung open. As I expected he was goanna threaten me with him. Matthias seemed to look happy to see me his face was a mess, I bit my tongue trying to withhold my anger that boubled in the pit of my stomach. A cutless was placed on Matthias's throat yet he didn't flinch or beg for mercy he just gave me a strong willing stare, 'never give up'. "So what was it ye said again about telling me were m' maps are" kirk smiled darkly. I was in a tight situation if I told him where they were he'd likely kill both of us but I don't Matthias to die so painlessly he's family to me for godsake. What can I do? I should have killed that a#sehole when I had the chance. I was doubting my past decision. What would farther have done? The a#sehole's smile started to grow, he knew he had me in his palm. I despised it. I would kill him in a instance if only I wasn't bound.