Seven Seas

Chapter One

Silence filled the open sea as the ship, The Queen's Meridian carved its way through the water, the lovely adornment around the outside being covered in a terrifying red, the color almost matching that of blood splatter. At the stern stood the only living crew member, Niltah. She was feared by many for name alone, three of the best pirate crews had been lost to the sea witch. She had earned her title of the the first female to become a Davy Jones of the sea. Surroundings her ship was a dense fog, this naturally was enough of a warning for those who knew what it meant but one ship seemed foolish, that or the crew knew not of what they were getting into.

The ship turned to face and give chase to the enemies that entered her domain. "You should not have come." a ladies voice, smooth like a siren, but more venomous then any snake echoed through the fog. "Now your lives and souls are mine for the taking." The voice sounded, but no ship was seen, yet.

Meanwhile, across the ocean's vast waves, another ship was steadily making its way. Thump thump thump, the soft echo of boots slowly grew closer as the individual drew closer from below deck. "All hands on deck! The captain awakens!" a voice said from above, the men quickly scurried around the deck to their posts, not soon after a figure appeared out of the darkness from their quarters.

"What..." the figure said with a yawn, "What have I told you about being so loud?" the men chuckled worriedly at the figure, who in only turn gave a smile, "If you're going to be loud, at least be loud enough for me to hear you!" the figure chuckled, as the men followed suit.

The captain of the Omen had awakened from her slumber to the sound of her men, and came abroad the main deck. She looked out at the water, "[color]A fine day for sailing, what says you, Oscar?[/color]" the red-haired woman looked down at her pet spider monkey who looked at her with utmost glee.

"If you have the soul for the sea, won't you come with me? For fortune and treasures there will-" her voice soon came to a stop, "...be..." her singing faded from her voice as she noticed a fog roll in, "Shit...Men!! Stations, now!" they quickly got into their corresponding spots for emergency situations such as attack or in this case, severe weather changes, "Carmen...What is this..?" she looked at her second hand, "It's...it's her, Scarlet...The Sea Witch.." she gulped, hand by her side on her rapier that was dyed a dark maroon from the blood of a sea serpent that she herself had once slain. Silence again as one thump rattled the sea.

Then a second, followed by a third. "Who will have you first? The Queen's Meridian, The Kraken...or myself?" The voice echoed as the ship of legend pulled up alongside her own.

There was no attempt to board however except for one woman. Pale skinned, dead eyes and pure silver hair. In hand were two, finely honed cutlasses. Their edges glinted in even the darkest of lights. Her eyes set upon the captain and the voice spoke out but her lips did not move. "You are the captain? A rapier is no weapon of the sea. Poor me...you are such a weakling. Perhaps the kraken shall just...swallow you all. Less blood for me." The voice stated as the woman turned to mist and appeared back on her ship.

"If you hope for escape. Flee now." The voice stated, much colder and dead this time. The final thump summoned the beast, leaving mere minutes before it would alive as the meridian pulled off and broke chase. Scarlet looked on as her eyes grew wide as a ship much larger than her own, seemed to appear out of nowhere. She looked on in awe, almost frozen in amazement. "Captain!!! What are you doing?" a voice said as the thickest of fog surrounded them, "H-huh? What..." she broke from her trance, and quickly reacted, "We need to get our asses out of here. Now!" she quickly sprinted to the helm of the ship, "Full emergency actions! Full speed to get our asses out of here, men!!" the men quickly scampered to their posts, Scarlet looked at the ship, or for a better word the ghost ship as it seemed to only glide across the water with a ghostly movement, she looked up at who she assumed to be The Sea Witch, and couldn't help but stare, something terrifying but also terrifyingly beautiful caught her attention. Something slowly began to appear out of the ocean, parts appearing in every direction, was it….tentacles? Was it truly her? The dreaded Sea Witch and her Kraken? "Oh gods...help us…” the red headed pirate muttered under her breath as she looked on in horror at the chaos starting around them in the ocean.

A soft and harsh toned voice spoke out, “Swallow them whole my sweet beast...take them to the deep where their bones may decay among st the ocean." the voice rang out as the ocean, angrily released the monstrosity from its shackles. However with whatever luck was in their side, the opposing ship managed to escape the grasp of the beast. Standing on the at the stern, the dead, gray eyes pierced the fog staring seemingly right into the female captains soul. "You will stay away from my domain. Next time you will nay be so lucky." said the white haired woman as she watched the other ship fade out of her natural sight. As Scarlet and her crew managed to escape the clutches of the beast, by simply a hair, she remained silent, not even the sound of an exhale could be heard from her. She felt as though, something called out to her, she looked back, into the fog and stared at...nothing? Or what her men thought, "Scarlet! Are you okay?" her second in command asked as he ran up to her and shook her by the shoulder, "I...I'm alright, Carmen...Just...Keep the ship going head on...I'll...I'll be in the cabin..." she said, her voice almost in a soft, trance like tone. She shuffled back below the deck to her room, closing the door and practically fell into her leather seat, the dark maroon colored leather creaked softly under her weight. She looked out of the window, seeing the fog slowly grow fainter as they sailed farther from it. "Who...who are you..?" she said to no one in particular as she stared mindlessly out of the window, her mind somewhere else adrift in thought.

The white haired woman stood at the stern of her ship and shook her head, thinking to herself Foolish idiots. If they do not know I roam these seas, they should learn. No ship is safe here so long as I am about. I'll show less mercy next time. Next time...I'll cut her throat out She said heading back up to the captain's nest, a spot special to this ship only. Her course was set for a specific port town. Pirates Haven. This was a place where few would screw with her but she could still get a drink as she saw fit and that's just what she wanted. Meanwhile in The Omen, Scarlet seemed to mindlessly stare out of the window for what felt like hours, but in reality it was a few minutes at best. She blinked out of her thought and rubbed her eyes until she pinched the arch of her nose, "Ugh...I need a drink." she sighed to herself and stood up, slowly she walked over to the cabinet where she kept all of her assorted drinks, she pulled out a half full bottle of rum, and pulled the cork out with her teeth and took a sip. She eyed her humble cabin, and strolled back over to her desk, placing the bottle on the wooden furniture. She looked at the map of the seas, and quickly crossed out a part of the map, "Never again..." she mumbled as she reclined back in her seat, taking another sip. "Captain!!" a voice exclaimed, almost causing her to choke on her drink, "Agh, what is it now?" she demanded as she looked up. "Sorry...But...we're almost at port.." said the young man that rushed into her cabin. "Oh...My apologies. Tell them to prepare for land, I'll be out shortly.." she said as she looked at the compass on her desk, then back at the door where the boy ran off, shaking her head slightly at his flitiness.

A few hours had passed, as both ships carried on in their journey. The Queen's Meridian made its way into the small port, and took up residence. Thump, the cloaked woman jumped off her ship, the coat flitting about behind her. Those who saw her moved fast away from her, knowing the legend and knowing her ability. At her sides the blades were sheathed. Slowly she walked and soon saw that ship from earlier. "Feh...I can't catch a break.." she signed to herself continuing her walk and heading to the tavern. The bartender was the only one who didn't seemed to shake in their boots at her approach. "Ah lass, welcome back. What do you desire?" He asked. She signed her words to him,”A Ghostly Whisper, heavily spiked with Delvent Rum and Lime." she signed and nodded setting the coins down and letting the man work. Her comet grey eyes scouting the tavern. Soon The Omen reached land as well, and docked as swiftly as they could. Scarlet grabbed her cloak and easily put it on, it was of a thick material with the color of a dark maroon, she put up the hood that was of a much softer material, satin perhaps, and left her cabin, and just as swiftly got off the ship. "Do as you wish here, I need more drinks. And my own...will not satisfy for now." she waved her men off with a simple wave of her hand, and slowly entered the small tavern. She strolled over to the bar, placing a sack of gold coins on the bar, "Drinks are on me. And the usual, Jeb." she said lowly, the man nodded and soon brought her drink. She grabbed the mug of BloodCrest Rum and walked over to her spot which was in the corner. A drunk customer grabbed her by the shoulder roughly, "H-hey b-buddee...Wh-where you going?" his words slurred together, she was usually mistaken for male at first, due to her height of six foot three inches, and her shorter dark red shaggy hair that reached her shoulders, as well as her more masculine looking facial features, aside from her full and soft lips and delicate golden amber eyes.

Scarlet groaned and shook his hand off her shoulder, "Leave me alone-" she started before the man violently pulled her closer, which only resulted in her quickly withdrawing her rapier and pointing the blade at his throat, "I asked to be alone. Move even an inch and I'll gut you like a fish." Scarlet said with a growl in her voice as she glared down at the comically shorter man. The bartender stopped her and pulled her away quickly as a cutlass screamed through the air, blood splattering freshly on her cheek, as she looked down to see that the man's head had been cleanly severed from his body that was limply laying on the floor with a puddle of blood growing around it, as the head slowly rolled away until it bumped another patrion's boot, who only kicked it away in annoyance, going back to their drink. The pale skinned woman from prior signed to the bartender, "I'll make up the difference in pricing. Worry not but clearly some deserve no better than the locker Bellow", she sighed and sipped her drink as her eyes rested on the woman in the cloak. Her blade found it's sheath once more but whatever took that man's head wasn't just the blade, it had no blood on it. This ghostly woman was definitely the one from earlier, Scarlet knew that much too easily. She didn't even flinch when the man's head popped clean off, some blood splattering on her face, as she just emotionlessly whipped it from her cheek, she looked up from across the tavern, back at the woman at the front, Scarlet gave her a slight nod, and salute of respect with her glass and took her seat, occasionally looking up at the woman who had apparently...helped her just then..? But alas, Scarlet would leave the woman alone, as those that came to this tavern sought out to be left alone with their drink, unless permission to converse was requested, which the captain never turned down a conversation, for the most part until she got enough alcohol into her system.

The woman waved her off as though she didn't care for the respect. The bartender however came over to Scarlet and took a seat. "So what do you know of the legendary Niltah? A lady like her is dangerous. She's not respected though, no one likes her but, uh..." he glanced at Niltah who was shooting him a vengeful glare. "Just...don't get on her bad side. But I get a feeling you've met her once." He said to her, making another drink. She motioned her hand and pointed to Scarlet. In moments the drink was brought over before Niltah stood up and left the bar. "She requested this be brought to you. It's called a Ghosts whisper. A drink I learned from her in fact. Try and enjoy it but be warned. It's stronger than anything I make normally." Jebidiah said as he handed Scarlet the drink that in fact gave off an almost mist like vapor, one that is traditionally seen from a cauldron or pot of some sort, usually in the possession of a witch or other being. Scarlet took the drink, taking a slight sniff of it, strong to be sure. She turned her head to the barkeep, "I know she is a legendary pirate...to say the least... Some say cursed even...From what I saw earlier? I wouldn't doubt it." she looked at the drink in hand, and with one fell swoop she drank the whole thing, coughing hard after, "S-she chased down my ship....Tried killing me and my crew, somehow we out ran her..and both ended up here. I'll take care of myself. One of the best, remember?" she said with a chuckle as she felt that drink slowly begin to give her a buzz, she reclined in her seat, and examined the tavern. Jebidiah chuckled softly and spoke, "You are one of the best. But, she is the best of the best." he said, Scarlet looked up as he said that, a slight glare could be seen in her eyes, she was of the best, second to none. But the notion of someone better than her stired something within her, intrigue, bit of jealousy, and possibly a bit of bitterness. "Remember...you don't get the title of Davy Jones by being a bad pirate. I've seen a fight start in this bar and the moment she walks in, I've got a mess to clean up. She's killed many on this very floor." he said taking a seat. "You are lucky to have escaped but...I don't think it was pure luck. You see, no one has ever escaped her. She let you go because I promise you, the kraken would have gotten you. But I'll bet it didn't give chase, did it?" He said leaning back, taking his time to speak with the famed Captain Scarlet Silver, one of the most well known pirates of her age and this current generation.

Scarlet smirked at the comment, she was indeed one of the best pirates, even at her young age of twenty four, she had done many things most have never been able to complete in their whole lives, nevermind what she accomplished in less than half. She nodded, "It was going to...But, we were let go, I suppose." she took another sip of her own drink, surveying the bar again, "Why you ask?" she peered over the side of the mug as she drank. Her drink was bitter, but also sweet, and some have said a bit addictive. It was one her grandfather had made, and it was one of her favorites if not her most prized thing. Jeb placed a hand on his chin, "Hmm...it's unheard of that she let's someone who sails her Waters go. This makes me think that she has another idea. Likely a different way of killing you." he laughed lightly, "But seriously...strange world, lass."

Outside yelling could be heard. People had targeted the witch. Many of which failing to realize the consequences of such an action. Any who watched the scene unfold saw only a black mist and showers of blood everywhere as people either lost their heads or had their throats sliced open along with other parts. There seemed to be a whispering incantation as the mist moved, though only sound to others it was a whisper of death. "Even with all the things I've seen in my years of explorations...I've never seen anything like he-" Scarlet was cut off as she heard yelling and scream coming from outside, "For the love of...." she murmured to herself, still feeling a buzz, she bolted from her seat and past other occupants until she got to the door, and walked outside, to see an utter bloodbath. "God damn..." she whispered under her breath, she looked on and saw the familiar mist, "Of course it is." she withdrew her maroon rapier and removed her cloak and hat with ease, tossing them aside. "Shall we dance, Sea Witch?" Scarlet said with a tone of flirtation added to her voice, but also a tone of excitement, as she was more known for her thrill seeking than being a great pirate of the sea that bombarded ships. She and her crew were famous for being thrill seekers, who also had a love for treasure and the sea.

They were not like other pirate crews, and that is one of the things that made them as unique as they were, that and The Omen crew were all male that was led by a female, even though at first meetings people mistake Scarlet for a man as she has more masculine features as well as short hair and wearing men's clothing, using that mistake to her advantage in combat and other affairs. She smiled at her now opponent for yet again, the second time, this time on solid ground, she kept her blade up straight, in a defensive position as she engaged in hopeful combat. The whisper of death enclosed its distance to Scarlet, the hatred, vengeful feeling pouring from the words of poison. It caused visions of all kinds, vision of eternal tortures, of pain and suffering, of madness and death. The mist surrounded the captain and rapid and clean cuts were made on her body, the movements were that of a ghost, nearly impossible to track and even worse with how bad they would sting. Soon however they stopped and in front of Scarlet, Niltah stood. Her gaze sharp, silent and...sorrowful? That couldn't be right. But it was. She sheathed her blades and signed her words, "I am hated no matter where I go...perhaps I'll stick to the sea after all. At least there, the ocean never fights me, there I can always be free and there...is where I am welcomed. This was supposed to be neutral territory but it seems that even I'm attack here now. Let those cuts serve as a reminder, next time we fight, I'll rip your throat out...with my bare hands." She said tossing a black spot at Scarlet and grabbing her hat, backflipping onto the ship which sank and disappeared under water. This black spot was different though, it was shaped like...a heart? Everything had happened so quickly, a bit too quickly, but before Scarlet could make any simple form of advances, she was suddenly surrounded by a mist, Her mist to be exact. She looked frantically around her, before a pain that felt like a thousand lightning bolts went through her mind and body, she saw images of her father dying, as well as all those she loved. The memory of the sea serpent she had fought had resurfaced, but why? What caused it? Scarlet did not know for sure, the only thing she knew was that she was on the ground in extreme agony, slowly losing blood, her mind just staying afloat. She saw the Sea Witch speaking to her, words fading in and out, until she disappeared from her sight, leaving Scarlet to only pull herself a few feet, then fall into unconsciousness as her body gave out from exhaustion and blood loss, before that though, she saw a small black mark on the ground and looked at it in confusion with her remaining strength, then all went black and still.

Chapter Two
Days had passed, the tavern keeper had Scarlet on a bed in a rather moderately sized room, and had treated her wounds daily which was something he was trained to do quite well given the amount of bar fights he dealt with. He had come in to check on her that day. "Still sleeping, huh?" He shook his head “You challenged the Sea Witch, I've never met a captain so bold, or perhaps foolish to try and take her on." He spoke to himself as he thought back on the days prior. He had witnessed the fight. Niltah held back massively compare to what she usually did, or so it seemed to him but what the hell was her game? Why was she playing with Scarlet like this. It certainly wasn't the fact that she liked her, right? "Scarlet, are you awake?" He asked, tapping her shoulder gently in an attempt to awaken her. All was black, silent, and...cold? What was this? Hell? Purgatory? Limbo? Whatever else people called it, is this what death was like? Probably, many a times Scarlet had experienced this, but not to this extent. Suddenly her eyes flickered open and she bolted upright, gasping for air. After a few panic breaths she regained her composure and took a few deep breaths, and looked to her side to see the all too familiar inn keeper. "O-oh..." her voice was scratchy and dry, "Sorry...D-didn't scare you, did I..?" she asked genuinely, another thing to note, Scarlet was a kind hearted and genuine soul, which is also why her crew were also favored, they were good people that cared for others, just had a reckless lifestyle. She tried to sit up more, a numbing pain had taken over her body causing her to only lean against the bedframe, "Could...Could I get a drink? Whisky or rum, if you can..." she asked as she kept the silk sheet and navy blue bed cover over herself, as her immune system was still slightly off, as well as being cold and having a sense of decency and privacy. "Aye, it's already on its way up. Give the new lass sometime." He said lightly, sitting down on a stool "So you learned why she is called a Witch, huh? I'm amazed that you are alive, and I'm not saying that as a joke. You went up against a woman of reknown terror. The fact that Pirate Haven is still here...is beyond me. I wonder what she sees in you. Here, she left this for you." He said handing the black spot to Scarlet. "She's a strange one. She's acting different with you, leaving you with only cuts and not just a missing head. But I'll bet she brought back painful memories, didn't she? I've experienced that whisper before, I think the only reason I live is because I was the barkeep and wasn't actually getting involved in the fight!" he laughed at the comment he had made, finding himself a little amusing.

Scarlet nodded at the notion of drinks being on their way, as a good drink always helped numb the pain, or the loneliness. She sat up more as she accepted what the bar keep gave her, raising an eyebrow in utter confusion, putting it aside on the table beside her. "I wouldn't know... Just a thrill seeker with a soul for the sea..." she said softly as she answered the man. She coughed slightly, then spoke up again, "Yes..I had visions of my father dying...even though he was never found, just told that he was lost at sea when I was a child... He raised me with the notion and hope I'd follow in his footsteps of becoming a pirate... Sometimes I wonder if I would have made him proud.." she said as she looked at the small locket that was on the bedside table beside her, it being the last thing her father gave her before his disappearance twelve years ago, only a few days before her twelfth birthday would have happened. She looked back up at him, "[color=maroonWould never have a clue about her..Have only ever heard tales until today...[/color]" she crossed her arms slightly, and took steady breaths as she tried to not cause stress to herself, just yet. The old inn keeper spoke up again, "I know about as much as you do. Well...maybe a bit more than you but here's something I can tell you that you don't know. Her obsession with ripping throats out and the reason she's so hateful to everyone. When she was younger, the...lower existing pirates as you may know them by, attacked her home port. Many managed to escape and she was captured but...she wouldn't talk to them so as a result they cut her throat out, taking her ability to talk. Ever since then she's been spiteful, she wants nothing but revenge and she's gone to no end to get it, case in point, she has no heart in her body, she is a Jones after all." he said with a somewhat somber tone.

She nodded, taking in all he said. It would make sense, anyone that was scorned for no reason would try to get revenge, and scorning a pirate? As well as a Davy Jones? One would only be selling their soul at that point. "[color=maroonWell, would you blame her[/color]?" she asked as she slowly got to her feet, visible fresh scars as well as old ones that ranged in size, shape, and severity littered her body, slowly dressing herself as she threw on her shirt and pants, not really caring if anyone saw at the moment, as she did live with about twenty or so men after all. "Anyone scorned would get revenge. Need I remind you about my blade?" she gestured to her rapier that was in its sheath by the bed, "After that serpent took down my first ship, I took out its heart. And since then my blade has been dyed that...maroon color?" she said casually as she struggled to put on the other articles of clothing that she had with her. The serpent in question was one that bombarded her first ship, The Valiant after her crew accidentally passed through its domain, taking the ship and half of her crew with it, only for her to have disappeared for a few days, to return with the beast's heart in hand and a red blade dyed from the beasts blood, as serpents tend to hone special properties in their blood, what properties did her's hold, she wasn't sure exactly. But perhaps she could eventually find out, one day.

“You needn't lass. I don't forget that easily as you well know. But she's been nothing but bloodshed. I've seen her shot, stabbed, hell! I've seen her lose an arm. She doesn't even bleed the same colors as we do. In fact...she doesn't bleed. Then she shows up, weeks later with her arm just fine? She's cursed. I wonder if there is even human left inside her. I'm sure she can't love, not that she cares I'll bet." He stood up and sighed "She's another being all together. She kills to kill and I doubt that will ever change. But I hate to see the lass so scorned. I feel like she'd be a great person if she had never had that even happen to her. Wouldn't you agree Scarlet?" He stated moving to the door, just before exiting he spoke one last time, "One more thing. Her ship hasn't been spotted since the day she disappeared when she brought you down. That's uncommon for her." he said as he placed his hand on his chin again, in thought. Scarlet nodded all the while, "So I've seen...I will keep my men aware of what she is capable of...Thank you." she said as she finished getting dressed, "And perhaps..." she answered his question, and finished getting all her things, slowly hobbling down the hallway, and down the stairs. She sat down at one of the tables, and waited patiently. Soon a screech sounded, an all too familiar one, she smiled and soon a spider monkey jumped onto the table in pure glee. She gently pat his head, letting him climb up her arm and finally sat on her shoulder, "Good morning, Oscar. Miss me?" she asked her pet with a smile and a small pat. "One final thing, none of your men were harmed, she actually stayed away from them. I'm sure you have questions, so if you wish to track her down, I'd advise doing so with this." The inn keeper handed her a map with a section circled that would be best know as her domain. "I'm back to work now, lass. Best of luck, but be warned, this is a risky run." he said and went behind the bar counter to do his normal duties, leaving Scarlet to her own decisions. She nodded at his confirmation of her men being safe, and accepted the rolled up map, putting it on the table. "Thank you. But you seem to forget, me and my men are risk takers, we like a challenge." she said with a soft chuckle, "But yes, we will heed warnings." she pet the monkey that was on her shoulder, and looked up as a girl of the age of, what, eight teen, walked over to her table with a tray of drinks. "Sorry, but here is your usual, the Bloodcrest Rum? And a pint of ale, on the house." Scarlet smiled at her, "Thank you, love. Here." she gave the girl a flirtatious wink and dropped five golden coins into her hand. The girl nodded shyly as a blush appeared on her face, and quickly walked behind the bar. Scarlet softly chuckled to herself, and slowly drank her order as she overlooked the map.

"Captain! Thank the gods that you're awake!" Scarlet nearly spit out the drink at the sudden shout. "God dammit, Carmen! Of course I'm alright. But what is it now?" The captain demanded an answer as she looked up at the pale, blue eyed, ginger haired boy that was her trusted companion. "The men and I, have been worried sick. We hoped you would awaken soon." the boy said with a smile as he sat down in the chair across from her. "It takes more than that to keep me down. Now, when we're ready we will be departing here." she pointed at the spot on the map, and sipped her drink. After a few minutes of conversation, Scarlet stood up, Carmen quickly following suit and they left the tavern, "Again, sorry for all the trouble. And thank you." she said as she placed down a bag of coins on the bar counter, "Use this to help repay for any costs that I was responsible for, and for anything else you may need." she gave a wave of her hand and left. As they made their way to the docks, "The Captain! She is awake, boys!" one of her men shouted from the ship, causing her to chuckle and shake her head, "You truly would be lost without me, wouldn't you, boys?" she said with a smile as she boarded the ship. "You're our Captain, of course we worry." another said. "Your loyalty is to a fault, and I swear it's going to get you killed one day." Scarlet said, and another piped up, "Like a dog doesn't recognize its own tail?" Scarlet looked at him, then back at her men, "Know how many bitches attack their own tail?" she said with a deadpan tone, then a smile crept across her face and soon everyone broke into a joyous laughter. "Well men, to new places we shall set our eyes on. Prepare for the sea, for she calls to us." Scarlet said as she stood on the front of the ship, looking out on the water, the sun still high in the sky, and a smile on her face.

The wind blew through the cabin of the Queen's Meridian. Stepping out on the deck, Niltah was as pale as a ghost she dropped to her knees, tears running down her face, the voice echoing in the fog, coming out as a scream of pure pain and agony, "I'm so alone! No matter how hard I've tried...no matter how much I'm always nothing more than a killer...I'm no pirate. I'm a wretch who can't even die!" The voice echoed across the sea, carrying on the wind. "No...I must uphold who I am. I am Davy Jones, the most feared pirate of the sea, my name shall never be forgotten...it's all I shall ever be known for, my bounty growing larger every day. None will accept me, ever." her tone was a mix of cold as ice, and riddled with pain and sadness. A very large typhoon of emotions that would bubble up and over any day now, if you wish. As it seemed to go on for hours, as the sun did begin to slowly set, one of Scarlet's men walked up to her, "Don't mean to be rude, but are you sure we are going in the right dir-" he was cut off as Scarlet pointed ahead of them, a dark and looming fog covered the upcoming water. "What do you think?" she gave him a now serious look. "Men, look alive. If things go south, it has been an honor being your Captain, and I wouldn't ask for a better crew. But we are the Omen! And we never back down from a challenge, now do we?" her men gave a cheer, and went to arm themselves with armor and weapons. As their ship slowly grew closer, the surrounding temperature began to drop, even to the point of Scarlet being able to see her own breath, she adjusted her coat so she could be warmer, and held Oscar close, "You with me, Osc?" she looked at the monkey on her arm, he nodded and gave a fearsome growl, "Good...At least that makes one of us.." she said to herself softly as she looked on at the ever growing darkness that slowly engulf the area.

"If I am destined to be alone...why do you hunt me like a dog? Why do you keep coming back...I just want you gone...I want to be alone!" The voice in the fog screamed, that alone was enough to rock the ship as the Queen's Meridian emerged from the mist. This time however, it was pointed straight at the opposing ship with Niltah at the stern. "Even at sea....I can't be alone...so I'll make the most of dying it red! Come! Let your bodies float upon the water...let hell drag you into the deep..." At the stern of the Queen’s Meridian, she stepped forward but her blades were not drawn. Her face was down and her eyes were even more sad than the first time. She wasn't even caring. She had gone cold and the fog seemed to freeze once she showed herself as she exited her cabin. "I'll carve your ship in two..." She signed to Scarlet, "Or...leave...please..." her voice spoke out as a whisper to only who it was desired to be spoken to.

All of The Omen crew covered their ears, as all they heard was a deafening scream, but for Scarlet? She heard it. She heard what was screamed. She felt the emotion. The anger. The loneliness. The...sadness? Yes, Scarlet nodded to herself, moving slowly to the center of her ship. She spoke above a whisper, but knew she could hear her, "I would just like to talk...If you wanted us, me dead...You would have done it by now. If you were a killer you would have had us eaten alive, drown, or cut in two. But no. What killer would?" her men looked on in confusion, some aiming their crossbows at the opposing ship, she looked at them, "No. Not unless I say, or may the gods have mercy on us." her voice was cold and demanding. She looked back at the other ship, awaiting a response, one of attack, or possibly an acceptance of her offer. "There is no talking...all will tell you that you can not reason with a Witch. So listen and open fire...this is your only chance. Or run...I'll not say it again." the voice seemed to come cold and calm. In the distance she could be seen slamming her boot against the stern as the ship took to full speed ahead. One with an expert eye would notice the the front of the ship was sharp like a blade. "Besides...why talk to me. I attacked you. Come and exact your revenge...put me out of my misery...my torment. Or be valiant and die trying." The voice sounded. Her ship was still a distance off. Scarlet sighed, and examined the oncoming ship, her men anxiously awaiting orders. After a moment, "Turn the ship around!! But don't move!" She demanded as she headed towards the back of the ship, her men looked at her in confusion, "Do as I say! Do you trust me?" her men all nodded, "Then get to work and turn this ship around, you bastards!" with no more instructions they immediately did as ordered and began to make their ship turn back around. Scarlet looked at the opposing ship as it drew closer, "Come on..." her right leg shook with anxiety, not of fear but as she was trying to limber herself up as for what was about to happen.

"Run...go...flee. Don't stay. There is no trusting one who's painted streets in red, one who's sent many to a grave, one who makes the rain of the sea red with the sheer blood they have spilled...just...go. if you stay, you die..." She said as that whisper from before started to bounce around the fog, she drew both of her Cutlasses but did not leave her ship in a black mist like before. The next words resounded sadness "I don't...want to kill you. But I will...go! Get away from me!" The voice screamed. As the ship drew closer, Scarlet closed her eyes, remaining as calm as she could. As it got as close as she needed it to, she got a running start and leapt off the boat as hard as she could, pushing herself off, as she fell she managed to grab onto part of the boat, "So it is..." she said with a whisper and began the long climb upwards. As she got to the side, she paused, took in a deep breath and continued the climb until she grabbed onto the edge of the boat, pulling herself up and rolled onto the boat, and jumped to her feet. She looked at the white haired woman who was at least five or so feet away from her, "Then do so. Drive your weapon through my heart. Cut off my head with one fell swoop. I will not stop you. But leave my men out of this." she said as she slowly approached, keeping her guard up all the while. Tears fell from her eyes as she looked at Scarlet, "I....didn't want to...but now you are aboard my ship...feed the sealife..." She growled as she disappeared. The moment she did reappeared, a Cutlass was driven through Scarlet's back, exiting from her stomach. She was so close. The true pain and sorrow was in her eyes. It emanated off her like an aura. She was truly a shattered, broken being who knew nothing but bloodshed and there was a distinct scar on her throat, just as had been told. When the voice came it was broken but her lips didn't move "I'm...sorry." she said and kicked Scarlet in the back, off the ship and into the water, the sword being violently pulled out as she fell into the waters below. Scarlet's eyebrow quirked as Niltah disappeared as she walked to the edge of the ship, looking around in confusion, but before she could even blink, a piercing hot pain of a thousand lightning bolts jolted through her back, as the sword was driven through her. She gasped aloud, as blood spattered from her mouth, coughing up some as she tried to speak. Her ability to breathe began to slow, and all she could do was try to stop the bleeding, to obviously no avail as the weapon was removed, and she was violently kicked off the boat, her vision beginning to blur. Her men began to fire ballistas, cannons, and arrows at the ship, Carmen dove into the frigid waters below to retrieve their captain. As per request of the captain, The Queen's Meridian did not attack the ship or the remaining crew, "Goodbye..." The voice sounded as the ghost ship dove under water and disappeared, the last seeable thing was her standing in the stern before the ship was nowhere to be seen once more.

As Carmen dove into the water, the men had the ship turn around and head straight towards the two in the water, sending a rowboat down for Carmen to bring Scarlet up with ease. Carmen had to dive down as her body began to sank into the darkness below. He grabbed her by scooping his arms under hers, and pulled her up, with obvious struggle, he placed her body in the boat and the others quickly pulled the boat back up. They rushed Scarlet to her cabin, wrapping her wound as best as they could, keeping constant pressure on it and keeping her warm in her bed, and had the boat go back as fast it it could to the nearest land mass, being the northern coast of a rocky range, known to be a place of healers and merchants. Aboard her ship Niltah tried her best to scream as she thought to herself Why!? Why wouldn't she leave!? I didn't...didn't want to hurt her...I'm so pathetic...no wonder everyone wants me dead. I can't even control my urge to kill...I hope she lives so that one day her blade can end my life..., she thought as she fell to the deck floor and just cried for hours. The weather over head turning to rain as though reflecting her pain and sadness.

Back on land a small group of people had amassed around the ship known as The Omen, assisting Scarlet as best they could, she would live and that was the best they could manage for her. "Who...did this to her? This wound is ghastly." an elder man stated, a sage of sorts. As she was laying on a makeshift carrier, Scarlet waded in and out of consciousness as the wound had caused massive damage to several organs and tissues surrounding the entry and exit wound. Carmen, who was of the youngest of the crew was by her side all the while, his face stained with tears, "Th-The Witch... S-Sea Witch.. Scarlet tried reasoning with her..and she tried to kill our captain." he said through sobs. "We will have our revenge. No one attacks, let alone tries to kill our Captain." said James, a much taller, stronger and older man in the crew, as he stepped forward from the others. The old man shook his head. “You are foolish. Your captain does not want that. The fact that you are all alive after such an attempt means she showed you some semblance of Mercy. Do you truly wish to see her at her worst? I have...she's sent the kraken to swallow a whole Port City once. I think there's something you all are missing, whether it's merely flying over your heads or your captain has figured it out I do not know. But...I thinks she's seen something in your captain. Perhaps take that knowledge and use it." he stated and knelt down next to Scarlet, “You are a brave yet foolish woman. But you may as well give up. You'll find nothing but misery from challenging her. She's spared you three times now, news travels very fast. I doubt she will make for a fourth. There is something to learn." Scarlet was still in a daze, not fully there mentally still as she was incredibly weak. Her voice was weak and fragile, but had a sense of determination in it, "N-no...I will not...give up... I need to...to see her...again.." her voice faded as she slipped back into unconsciousness, having kept herself awake for as long as she could. "Do not, child. You face an unimaginable foe. But...you'll not listen." He looked up at the crew, "It makes me wonder what she saw. None have ever been so close to the Sea Witch and lived. What did you see child...what did you see..?" he said looking back to her, "Bring her to the Village Gentleman, we will get her patched up better then we can here."

Two of the men nodded, and gently picked up the makeshift bed that was made for her in haste, and placed it on a cart, and the crew left for the town that was directed to them. As they entered the village not five minutes later, they managed to come across a small house, as it was marked as the town's local 'Herbalist and Doctor' they called for the man, hoping he would be able to help with her wounds. The doctor came out and did so right then and there "The Sea Witch's bite, eh? I've seen this precise injury. You’re lucky you survived it, lass!" A lady said kindly as she did her work. "I take it this was “Her" doing, right? She's shown her face around here before. We are known for a large library of maps and knowledge, I'll bet she enjoys reading. It's sad, while she was here she was such a sweet woman...but I don't know why she's snapped so hard." The woman explained to the crew kindly as she finished with Scarlet, "There ya go! Now you just need to keep her rested, fellas." They nodded, and gently carried her to the local inn and got her a room, while they all stayed back on the ship at the dock. They visited her everyday for the next two weeks while she was in a comatose like state. Until it was the 16th day.

Chapter Three

The sun had began to rise, the town's people had been starting their daily lives, and in the upper room in the inn lay Scarlet, still asleep. Her eyelids flashed back and forth, as her mind replayed the memory of the most recent events. Where she did things differently, in one she didn't go peacefully, she attacked the ship, which caused the kraken to swallow her crew whole. Second, she went about it the same way, but this time she impaled her weapon through the The Witch's chest, and the third, well, Scarlet's mind was blurry and kept fading in and out. As the room's door was slowly opened, the maid stepping in to check on her, Scarlet's amber eyes flashed open weakly, coughing a bit harsh at the sudden urge to speak, as she hadn't used her vocal cords, they were weak, and she required a drink, or two...dozen. The maid took note of the cough and smiled, “Oh hello, Miss. Can I get you anything? Perhaps something to drink? I must inform you though I can not serve you alcohol of any kind, doctor's orders." she said softly and bowed as she approached the bed. "I'm sorry you had to face my sister. The time may come for you to be the one to kill her. I think she's chosen you after all." The maid said with a slightly dark look on her face as she waited to see if Scarlet could respond. The very mention of no alcohol caused a growl to emit from her dry throat, it sounded like sandpaper on a chalkboard. She struggled at first, but managed to prop herself up, slowly beginning to get out of that damn bed, and no one would hold her back, "No...no alcohol....m-my ass.." she said as she began to stand up, albeit weakly. A black mist flowed forth from the black mark and held her down. The maid’s eyes widened as she backed away. "S...she's here!" She said running quickly out of the room as the female figure appeared but with no blades this time. She signed her words to Scarlet. "Stop...just...stop dammit. I'm here on business and you'll tell me what I want to know before killing me...why? Why are you so intent on talking to me? On getting through to me? I've been following you with that Mark and nothing you desire makes any damn sense! So tell me...what do you see that I know isn't there." The last thing Scarlet had expected was to be pulled backwards, and by what?

As she looked, she saw a form slowly appearing, an all too familiar one by now. As she tried to speak, she coughed again, some blood appearing on her lip, she spit it out on the floor and looked back on the other side of the room, across the bed, and tried her best to speak, "I...I was once like you...Alone...Angry.." she paused, and looked at the locket that had some of her blood on it, "The sea...It took my father from me...The man that raised me to be who I am.. Maybe I'm too foolish, or reckless...Maybe both.." she chuckled softly, but groaned as the very action caused some pain in the slowly healing wound. She looked back at the woman, and smiled slightly, "You...You remind me of why I became a pirate.. For the chase...the adventure.. Maybe it's the thoughts of a lonely girl...But...I see something in you.." her voice slowly growing raw the longer she spoke, wishing she had something to help with her voice. Niltah shook her head and signed, “You are stupid. There is nothing in me but hate, misery and vengeance. Every single violent being will be killed and when I am the last one left standing...I will Pierce my own heart with my blade. Because only I know where it rests." She signed angrily, "Stop trying dammit! Don't get yourself a bad reputation...I'll not warn you again. I want to be left alone, woman. I want to be as lonely as possible so that those feelings may wash over my desire for destruction. Then no one will have to fear me again. I'll be nothing more than a lonely, empty husk." She finally finished signing as she placed a hand on Scarlet's stomach, healing the injury, leaving nothing but the encrusted blood on the old bandages and one ghastly scar. "There...now leave me alone...forever." she signed. Scarlet gently grabbed her arm, and looked up at the white haired woman, "And I will keep on going after you until the very day that I die. I will not stop... Or..." she reached over and put her knife in her hand, aiming it at her heart, “Or you could just kill me now. Make the chase stop..Because I will not stop until the day that this heart stops." she looked into her eyes, determination and stubbornness shown through, nothing else. "Then you'll never find me again...goodbye, Lady Captain. Sorry I couldn't...bend to your will. But I'm a pathetic killer. It's all I know and all I do. How about...you find my heart and kill me instead...you'll be a hero, you'll make the world safe again, you'll be famous and renowned through the continent...and you'll end my pain, my sorrow, my suffering. You'll make me happier that way. You just have to find the heart." she signed, hung her head and disappeared in a black mist. Scarlet sighed as she saw her disappear into a cloud of mist, leaving her alone. "For now, Niltah..." she said to herself, as she found renewed strength, she pulled herself out of bed, and changed into her clothes, which had been fixed and cleaned off of the encrusted blood. Before she left the room, she took the mark that was given to her, placing it on the armor piece of her right shoulder, tucked in-between the leather armor. She left the inn, and tried to find the local library, or what they referred to as one. She entered the small building, and stepped inside, the room was lit by natural light, as well as candle light where the sunlight couldn't show. She looked around for a bit on her own, then decided she would need help for what books she was in particular need of. A lady came over and smiled, "Is there something I can help you find Miss?" She asked politely. She wasn't all that tall and clearly elderly but she seemed sweet, polite and her smile said as such. Scarlet look at the woman and smiled, "O-oh...uhm, yes. Do..do you have any books that would have any form of knowledge on sea magic? Or things of that nature?" she asked kindly as she walked along with the old woman at a pace suitable for her.

The lady nodded, "We have a few. It's one of the hardest kind of book to come by because the only one who truly knows the magic of the sea is the sea witch herself. All the books we have on that knowledge were written by her as it is." She said as she led scarlet into the back "She's...grown bitter over time. Horribly so. Everything weighs on her. All the hate, all the anger and rage, the despair and sadness. It's all gotten to her and has turned her painfully bitter. She had just become Davy Jones when she wrote these, she was still...somewhat there. She was respectable. The poor dear...it hurts to see her this way." The lady said pulling out three very beautiful, leather bound books with gold trimming and handing them over. "Here ya go!" She took them greatfully, "Thank you, so much. These will do." she smiled, and gently slipped a small bag of coins into the lady's hand, and covered the bag with the lady's other hand, "No refusal." she said with a light chuckle and left the library, returning back to the inn. She sat down on the bed, and began her long study of all the books, and what they contained. She needed to know all she could, and what would be better than the very own books written by the person in question? The books were long but not complex. They were written in such a simplicity that it would make anyone able to understand the magic and how strong it truly was but the final pages of the book were written in blood, her blood as one could tell and it was a form of warning.

"You've made it to the end... congratulations, one could say you are an expert but be warned. This magic does not come without a deep, painful price. One must lose their heart to use it, one must be called, Davy Jones. As you become stronger with the magic, you will sink into madness, you will hurt more, you will experience nothing better then pain, sorrow and misery. Never...never make the mistake of accepting the offer. I have. Even now as I write this, I sink into an ever falling madness, a choice I made for the revenge I seek. By the time I'm done today, I pray that someone out there will find this book and seek out my heart to remove my curse and set me free. Death is still to good for me with all my sins but it is my only option. Remember however, do not accept the offering of becoming Davy Jones, no matter how tempting it seems." And with that the book ended in a golden sealed crest with her signature in the middle, "Niltah of The Queens Meridian, back to sea..." Scarlet studied and read every word best to her ability, as she finished the last book, she reclined back in her chair, pinching the arch of her nose, as she had a headache after such a long time of looking at books. She looked to the window, seeing as the sun had long been down, "Shit...It's already night?" she said to herself. "But...Where is the heart..?" she said to herself, she looked at the map she was given, and wondered, "What if I were to..." she whispered as she took all five maps she was given, and arranged them in a certain pattern, having them be in the order of the world's surface, and looked at the map she was given of her domain. "Where are you..." she whispered, then had the sudden realization. She gathered her things, strapping her sword at her side, and heading to the port, to her ship to gather the rest of her things before she would head out.

She arrived at the docks, her men gathered around, "You're awake! It's good to see you Cap-" she cut them off, "Don't have time for that now." she boarded the ship and entered her cabin, she grabbed her custom crossbow, her compass, and a special knife her father gave her. She quickly returned from her cabin, and left the ship, going down to the docks, putting her things in a rowboat. "Captain Scarlet, why don't we take The Omen? Would be more officiant and-[/i]" Carmen began to speak, "No. No we. I'm going alone." she demanded. Her men looked confused, "[b]Where are you going?" they looked at her, "Her. I'm going to find her. This time, alone. Do not follow, or may the gods have mercy on you men." she loaded up the boat with what she would need. "But Captain-" she shot them a glare, "Exactly. I am your Captain, you take my orders, and stay here." she gave them a salute, and set off into unknown waters, a girl alone in a rowboat with some supplies, maps, and a compass. As a few hours passed, she looked at the map using a lantern she had taken with her, "Should be somewhere around here..." she mumbled, before hitting something with the boat. "Speaking of the devil..." she cast anchor, and slowly exited the ship, her boots making soft thuds as she stepped onto the coarse shore made of broken bones and whatever else made up the base of the mysterious cove. She took the lantern, map, her crossbow and weapons, and she slowly entered the cove, searching for the Heart Of The Sea, or Davy Jones' heart. "So...you figured out where it's hidden? Or so you think." That voice echoed. For a moment the black mist shined and then she appeared, walking next to the captain, not attacking. "I'm sorry...but you are wrong. My heart is...well it's somewhere but not here. The reason this is called Davy Jones heart is because the cavern mimics the exact inside of a heart. My heart exactly. Black and cold. But maybe that's a clue." The voice said as she kept her head low and walked with Scarlet. "Logically, you could also take my head off, that's how I killed the last Davy Jones. Yes, you heard that right, I killed The last one." The voice came again. Her voice was quiet, serene and...peaceful? This was the only place in the world she would possibly ever act like this. "So why not travel home now...knowing that this place is a waste of your time...Captain Scarlet?" Scarlet almost jumped out of her skin as she suddenly appeared out of nowhere, but kept her composure. She cleared her throat and spoke, "I'm not giving up. Even if I have to until my last dying breath." her hands were casually clasped behind her back as she walked with Niltah. "Or...You could kill me where I stand, Niltah." she said as she looked at the woman that walked by her side.

"Also, I find your head too pretty to sever from your body." she said with a wink, as they came to a hill, she offered her hand for help. "No...no don't make the offer. I don't want the bloodthirsty bitch inside me to be awake while I'm here in the comforting darkness..." The voice came softly. Niltah was going to just jump to the top and had her legs flexed to do so when she saw the hand. She reached up and took it. Her hands were small yet...soft for someone who had taken so many lives. Once at the top she snatched her hand away and shoved it back in her pocket. "This is where I go to hide...no one ventures here. It's the only place I can control my madness. The smell of my blood is on you, you've read the three books, I'm sure of it." The voice said softly as she walked with Scarlet. "It's the cause of my desire to die. I feel that if I could die, I could escape all the suffering I've caused. Sooner or later someone will get me anyway. Why not let it be you...?" as Scarlet gently pulled her up, surprised how dainty her hands were in Scarlet's. Slowly she strolled further in, walking somewhat aimlessly. "You act as though you are the only one who has ever killed... I'm no better..." her voice softened as she managed to see her reflection in some black glass along the cave's wall, "My beginning's were not as humble as I say...I didn't start out as just as I am... These hands have killed many..." her fists clenched at the memories, and in one swift motion she acted out in immense anger and punched the wall, shattering the glass under her fist into thousands of pieces. The cave and the emotions it had slowly started having their affects on Scarlet, her normal eyes flashed a translucent green, then reverted back to their normal amber color. She blinked, and grasped her wrist at the sudden pain, "Bloody hell..!" she exclaimed as a sudden pain erupted through her arm, glass shards were in her skin. She covered her hand in a cloth, that soon was soaked a dark red, matching her cloak's color. She felt something call to her, and she ventured further into the cove.

"Stop..." Her voice echoed as she stepped in front of Scarlet. "Do not go further in. Only I may pass through the halls of dark glass...you will be possessed if you keep going...don't..." She placed a hand on Scarlet's cheek and pulled her down, as if bringing her back to her senses she placed a kiss to her lips, "Please...listen to me." She said, healing the wound on the hand and looking her in the eyes. "You've not killed like I have, you've not sold your soul to the eternal depths...please...turn around, captain Scarlet. I beg you. Do not listen to the voice of poison from further in...I do not want you to suffer its grasp...please!" She said as the tears started falling again. She didn't want anyone to suffer like she had. Her mind was foggy and cloudy, guiding her further in against her better judgement, that was until she felt an all too familiar sensation, snapping her back into reality. Her face flushed a bright red as she realized what had happened. The one they claimed to be heartless...kissed her? She blinked, then blinked again. She looked at the woman before her in confusion, her words fading in and out of her mind, without saying a word, and most likely against her better judgement, she gently placed her hand on Niltah's cheek, and softly returned the kiss. For her to only realize and step back, "I...I'm sorry. I...I don't..." she walked away, face flushed red, muttering to herself,"Idiot. Idiot. Absolute idiot." she muttered to herself repeatedly as she continued to walk deeper in. "I don't care. Just turn around and leave...please!" The voice begged, "Don't wind up like me..." The voice came sharper then the glass as she started pushing Scarlet away from the sounds until they could no longer be heard.

She looked down, her grey eyes were only clouded further. "Leave...I don't want you to get hurt..." The voice stated lightly but seriously as she hung her head, looking away and down. Scarlet stopped as she was pushed back, looking at the woman standing before her. "Why?" she began, "If you really were heartless, why would you care so much? If you were a killer, you would have killed me the first time at sea!" she said as she got closer to her, "If you were as heartless as they say, you would have killed me and my men many a time. You could have gone against my request and killed them all, having me die at sea. But you didn't. What stopped you? The loneliness? Not knowing how you feel? Or..." she gently caressed Niltah's cheek again, and looked into her eyes, then turned away. "Nevermind..." she brushed past her and stopped in her tracks, what was that? The...the sudden voice... It wasn't..Was it? She looked on into the darkness ahead, the darkness that terrified her to the bone. "The pain...the sorrow...I didn't want you to feel it. No one deserves it. It's...it's not like you attacked me. You are just trying to get through to me...you've stay her long enough. The harbingers are coming for you. If they get you...you'll be mine to control and bend as I desire. I don't want anyone to become that for me." She said sharply. Without another word she grabbed Scarlet's shoulder and they were back at the entrance. She pushed Scarlet out and hung her head, "Don't ever come back..." With that stones in the shape of teeth slammed shut, keeping them now separate. The only entrance now sealed. Screams from inside the cave, then...silence. but one thing was sure, Niltah had just completely saved Scarlet's life.

She sighed, seeing the cove get sealed up, locking her out. She stood there, just blankly looking at the now blank stone wall. She sighed again as she slowly slid down against the smooth stone, sitting with her back against it, looking around the small cove outlet. She had nothing, but refused to leave, and stayed put. As the night went on, the weather started to become cold, freezing almost. She adjusted her cloak, keeping herself as warm as she could, and slowly drifted off to sleep, into the abyss that was her dreams, or more often than not, nightmares. As the night drew on Niltah had appeared from nowhere and shook her head, "You are so stubborn..." she signed to herself and sat down, snuggling up to Scarlet. She closed her eyes, not to sleep but to bring about silence of the mind as she sat there to keep Scarlet warm. Whatever the hell had gotten into her she wanted out. The feelings like this were meaningless without a heart to feel them with but they were happening. She didn't know what to do. Maybe it was the fact that this woman was trying to kill her? As Scarlet slept, her mind was plagued with her usual nightmares, this time it was about her father dying. She had a first person perspective, and was useless to anything. As the dreams always got to the part of her grabbing a hold of her father, it ended. Her eyes opened, and her heart felt like it was going to burst out of her chest. She remained silent and unmoving, as she scanned the area with her eyes, she realized she could still see her breath, but...she felt..warm? She then noticed that someone was with her, in her still sleepy state, she didn't question it, but only held tighter to whoever the body was, and fell back into the dream world. Or perhaps she was in a state of hystaria and no one was really there, to her, she didn't care, sleep was more important at that moment. "Mmm..." The person mumbled a bit. "I'm sorry, Mother...I didn't mean to become what I am...I'm sorry sister...everyone..." A voice echoed silently as Niltah had fallen asleep. A rare occurrence for her as she grabbed onto Scarlet and held her close, shaking. Not from cold but from the range of crushing emotion that slammed into her so very hard. She couldn't handle it and in some way it hurt badly. She wanted it to stop, to go away. She couldn't take it.