'Tis Better to be Feared

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

"Yes, you are," Nathan said calmly. "You will either leave it and your crew behind, or I will kill your crew and set your ship on fire."

[Grayzers]

She swallowed, knowing that she'd been beaten. She wouldnt let her crew die because of her pride. "Alright... but I'll need my maps..." she said, gaze going back to him. It still burned with anger and hatred, but she didnt dare throw away her men's lives

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Nathan nodded and glanced over at his first mate. "Feeling better, Travis?" he said. Travis gave a small nod. His throat still ached, but he could breathe properly again and was steady on his feet. "Travis will accompany you to retrieve your maps. Don't try anything stupid."

[Grayzers]

She gritted her teeth in the slightest and gave a curt nod. She knew she had to cooperate, but she didnt have to respect the man before her. He wasnt her superior.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

The man holding the sword lowered it from her throat and stepped back. Travis strode up, his back straight and his eyes hard as he gazed at her. "Where are these maps?"

[Grayzers]

"In my cabin." She replied evenly, crossing her arms over her chest.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Travis gestured her forward. "Lead the way."

[Grayzers]

She nodded once more and headed down to the main deck, turning at the stairs and opening a wooden door to her cabin. She disappeared inside, eyes narrowed.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Travis followed her in and then leaned against the wall, arms crossed.

[Grayzers]

"Hows your throat?" She asked tauntingly as she opened a cabinet, rummaging through rolls of paper.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

"Bruised, I imagine," he responded. "How is your hand?"

[Grayzers]

She hadn't even thought about it. Her eyes went to her sword hand and she narrowed her eyes. She'd gotten lucky. She was only bleeding slightlt across the back of her hand. "Just wonderful." She relplied, grabbing three rolled up maps.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Travis narrowed his eyes at the maps. "That's it? Three maps? I was expecting a magic compass."

[Grayzers]

"Maps that none of you will understand." She replied

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

"And why is that?" he asked.

[Grayzers]

"Because. You don't know who made them. And you never will. They're dead. But they told me the secrets of the map." She said, turning to him with narrowed eyes.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Travis shrugged. "I really don't care. As long as you aren't too much of a hassle, I don't mind you on the ship." Although, he doubted she would be completely compliant.

[Grayzers]

She snorted, "Good luck with that. With luck, I'll become your worst nightmare." She growled

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Travis smiled faintly, really the first smile she'd seen from him. "You have no idea what my worst nightmare is."

[Grayzers]

"Maybe not yet. But the sea has a way of answering questions that need to be answered." She spoke, holding her maps in one arm.