FROM GENERATION TO ANOTHER. TWINS FOREVER

CONNECTION OF SOULS

Her head hurt, she was bleeding they had lost some of the crew. The battle had been fierce it had taken every man and sprogg to fight or die. For some loosing them, hurt her heart she dare not let her Father see she had cried at the death of Tommy. He was nothing but a cabin boy his life worthless to many, but he had died saving her life. Her side vision was obscured she did not see him coming, sword flashing in front of him heading for her. He had taken her by surprise, not something that should happen to the daughter of the fiercest of the Pirate Captains. He had cut into her side, the burning pain went through her body, she had turned but felt her blade fall on the deck he came back to finish her off. Lucinda said a quick prayer, as she had no fight in her but from no where there came a small flash as a sprogg came into her sight he bent and picked up her blade and went into the attack. Her attacker laughed at how a sprogg so small as Tommy was, was showing his swordmanship was as good as any Pirate twice his age. He kept Lucinda behind him, he was protecting her until he fell by the sword of her attacker but again she had another protector the Master of her Father's ship came into the fight. They clashed swords for a while all she could do was to watch, with her hand on her side she didn't know how deep her injury was. The fight was over, the victor came over to her and he picked her up over his shoulder she was captured. In the position she was on his shoulder she looked back at Tommy's blooded body her blade held tight in death in his hand. She was taken below the deck into the blackness a world she had lived in from a child to her adult life, he was trying to scare her. She was dropped onto the cabin bed, her clothing ripped away from her injuries it also exposed her cleavage. His fingers stroked across her breast, but he turned back to her wound. He dressed it "There you will do !." He looked at her on his bed he felt so tempted to take her, but first he had to carry on at the battle between the two ships. "Thank you." She remarked to the he who stood above her she was aware of all his signs that he wanted her. "At least give me my title when you speak to me !." "Thank you Master Logan." "Be glad it was me !. Who was your saviour, it would have been different if he had taken you." "You had Tommy loose his life over your mistake !." He left her on the bed, he locked the cabin door. She was alone and felt afraid of who would be opening the door after the battle had finished.
She looked in her mirror  she saw her side, her fingers touched the scar it felt rough to the touch like a thin piece of string with stitches on either side of the scar. As she looked she gently touched the scar, a sound outside her room made her look away from her image in the mirror. She turned back the scar had gone !. Lucy lifted her top up a bit higher in case she hadn't seen the scar in the right place. But it  wasn't there, her skin felt smooth and normal to her fingers. It was happening again, she was seeing visions. They had started some time ago, they wasn't just visions they felt real. It was as if she was living within all she saw in front of her, but only when she wore her necklace with a blue stone. Her fingers touched her necklace, the stone felt warm it vibrated slightly in her hand. She waited on her bed she knew they were going to begin again, she felt the pain in her side. Lucy didn't need to look in the mirror, because her mirror didn't exist. She could smell the sea, her room had turned into a wooden cabin. She had the feeling inside of her of waiting, worry over something that was going to happen. She was looking at the cabin door, but it wasn't her. It was the necklace that caught her eye, a green stone in the necklace  identically like her own. She felt a connection to the woman on the bed, she watched her put her hand and hold the stone. At that very moment she was looking into the woman's eyes as she looked into her own !. Two pair of hands stretched out across the distance of time, fingers almost touching. Fingertips only moment's away to making the reality of a physical touch, from one to another. The cabin door unlocked and opened, her bedroom door unlocked and opened. The last thing each saw or felt was the presence of a man that meant harm, both felt the other one's fear.
Lucinda saw who had unlocked her door, it was for a moment she was glad it was him. He was dirty from the battle, he too bled from his wounds. He was carrying the body of Tommy in his arms, he laid the child down on the bed beside her. "You killed my son !. You was supposed to look after him, not let him die." She had always looked after Tommy, making him her cabin boy, he was to her almost her child. Because he had been just that, he had been her son and the man who stood in front of her now. Who had forced himself while he was well into his cups, he had taken her forced his body inside of the petrified girl that his eyes did not see the face of. It was his duty as he was Captain Daniels of the Barnacle. In the morning, she had pushed his drunken body to one side as she crept  from his bed. In the shadows she was watched by Master Logan. Lucinda let her Father cry in her arms, she held him as he mourned the loss of Tommy who he looked on as his 'Son.' She would never let him know that he ten year's ago, he had forced himself inside her body. When it was known she had become with child her Father had beaten her in the confines of his locked cabin to find out the Father to her child. She had given out the name and to her regret and horror she had sent an inocent man to his death !.
Lucy watched him come into her bedroom he had locked her in there as a punishment but that was yet to happen, she felt her fear build up inside of her stomach, the vile taste was in her mouth. She wanted to run, but he stood in front of her escape route, already he was licking his lips his tongue was like a snakes. It darted in and out of his mouth and around his lips "Are you ready for this ?. Remember it is only for us, no one else should know." While watching his tongue, he had taken it that she was waiting and worse she was wanting what he was going to do to her. Like she was the willing victim of the 'Secret' advances that he as her Mother's new husband. He had forced his disgusting ways on her, when her Mother was out. It had been happening since he had been in their lives for the last twelve months. As he came towards her she held onto the blue stone, it gave her comfort as she felt his heavy set body move inside of her.
Lucy and Lucinda across the space of time and many year's apart and with no real reason that had brought them both together. In cabin / in bedroom each held on to their own coloured stone. Hands, reaching out to each other. Lucy felt her hand her wrist being held in a tight grip in her mind, she heard or felt word's of comfort being said to her. By the her with the green eyes. Who like a vision was stood in her  bedroom, she felt him move quickly off her, his scream of pain of "Ouch !." Lucy didn't know what had happened only when she saw the blood on his arm, the small dagger with a skull and crossbones design on it, it was in her hand. "You little." He didn't finish the word, it was left in the air, but She felt the slap across her face that sent her head spinning. He had then forced her onto her front her face pushed into the bed she couldn't breathe or scream,  he had in his fury ripped off her necklace. The vision ended as quickly as it came, with it went the small dagger. Lucinda put away the small dagger with the skull and crossbones, knowing it had done it's job but she could do no more for her.