The Pirates Daughter

A Visitor

As the night went on, I could hear screaming and the clack of the Queens heels on the marble floors. I sat in the back corner of the small cell the guards dragged me into, not 5 hours ago.

Tears were drying against my cheeks as I thought about what had happened earlier to John.
What had they done with him?
What were they going to do with him?
Many questions popped into my head about John, and the Sorry Excuse of a Father I had.

Depression and Anger built inside of me, as I sat alone in the rotted and musky cage. Faintly, I heard a squeak. Not just any squeak, but the squeak of a door opening. Quickly I stood up and wiped the tears from my eyes and cheeks and looked around to see who was coming.

From around the corner I saw a dark figure with sad eyes. As the figure came closer to the little light there was in the dungeon, I finally saw who it was. My Father, Killian.
"What are you doing here?" I asked him, trying not to sound pitiful.

"I.. I just wanted to come and tell you I was sorry, and I was Wrong.."

"Sorry?! Sorry doesn't even begin to cover what you did!" I had moved up to the front of the cage where Hook was standing, staring at me through the rusted bars.

"You are the reason John is gone. And for that, I will never forgive you for. You should not be trusted by anyone.. Ever." I looked at him angrily, hot tears burning my eyes.

"I came to break you out of this cage, and hope to prove myself a worthy Father again.." He looked down and opened his leather trench coat pocket, revealing a set of shiny, silver keys.

"You are not my Father. And you never will be, ever again"

"I was afraid you would say that.."

As soon as he said that, 3 more dark figures, men, came out from the corner of one of the halls and came real close to the front of the cage where I was Standing. One of the men took my arm and me pinned to cell as another took my other arm.

As hard as I tried to get out of their deathly grip, it was no use. The other man standing next to my father, gave him some sort of sand-like substance. Killian started moving closer to me.
"It'll be okay Skye.. Im Sorry"

"Wait, what is that? What are you doing!?" You could hear the fear in my voice.

Hook blew the sand-like substance in my face, and immediately i started to feel sleepy. Like I could pass out right there in front of them.

The men let go of me and I fell to my knees, my eyes growing heavier by the second. I managed to look up and see my Father standing there with a melancholy look on his face.
"Im So Sorry"

I fell to the ground and then everything went black.