Confess To The Tide - Sparbossa AU

Prison Of Memories

Three days had now passed and on the third day the Endeavor finally made port at Port Royal in the late evening. Jack was taken from the brig and drugged into the cells, the area was larger than last he'd seen them but that would make sense because they needed more space to keep the Pirates. Most of the prisoners were sleeping and didn't bat an eye at the smaller man as they walked him by, some of them Jack recognized, but the ones he was looking for weren't there. The men and women looked as though they had nothing to fight for, they gave up hope and lost all will to try. Sparrow feared he would become like them, though he didn't have much to fight for in the first place after he lost his child.

The guards led him into the deepest places in the building with little lighting and small cells, this place looked as though it was supposed to hold more cells but they probably ran out of money or time to complete the building as there were concrete debris around the floor and beside the last cells the wall was unfinished, meaning unpainted or not knocked out very good, but it still could hold prisoners. The two cells beside Jack seemed to be empty, but the lighting was dark so he couldn't see the whole cells.

The guards pushed the smaller man into the cell with ease, but the man didn't struggle. He walked in and turned to face the door as they closed it shut, this wasn't the same cell that Jack and Barbossa shared, that cell was away from the others in a more private place and it was kept more poorly than these. From behind the two guards Beckett walked to the door and locked it with his key that he made sure Jack didn't know where he kept it.

The man gave a smile as Jack's dark eyes stared at him through the bars. "Oh I forgot to ask. How's your child?" Beckett asked bitterly with a concealed smirk upon his face.

Jack didn't know how to react to this sudden question. How the hell did he know? and why was he asking? Amongst those questions racing through his head everything began to make sense, Beckett must have known about the child before, but something isn't sitting right with the captain, was Beckett responsible for his child's death?

"I lost it..." Sparrow replied bluntly as he visibly tried to hide his tears, but he couldn't hold them back, he allowed the stray tears to stream down his face as he backed away from the door.

"I see... I'm sorry for your loss mr. Sparrow, I had no idea." Beckket said with a softened expression as he backed away from the cell. Noticing that through sparrow's tears there was fear and hatred stained in the man's eyes and it was directed at Beckett.

"Are you?..." Jack Hissed as his voice echoed the cell while Beckett turned to leave the place, walking away with his guards following behind, he never turned his head to look at Jack once more, he was pleased to finally have Jack where he wanted him. Locked up and scheduled for execution.