The Morning Star

Caught:   "MORGAN!! Morgan!!!" Morgan went to jolt upright and hit her head on the wooden crate. She must have nodded off. She thought she heard- "LET GO OF ME. MORGAN!" Claire screamed. Claire- Morgan's stomach burned with dread. She tried to push the crate open. But something wasn't letting her out. "Now, now girly. Why you screaming for?" She heard a man chuckle. Morgan began to panic. She needed out now. She brought her knee up and felt it budge a little. She placed her forearm on the cover and pressed up. "DON'T TOUCH ME!"  Morgan with all her strength flew he

Fire: "Close your eyes." She said to him."What?" He asked confused"I have to take my shirt off. I don't want you to see." She said, giving him a look.He sighed and shut his eyes. Morgan slowly took off her shirt, wincing at how it scraped against her wounds. She pulled the shirt around to her front covering her breast so they wouldn't show. She sat on the bed facing away from him."Ok." She whispered.He opened his eyes. He wasn't sure what he expected to see but this wasn't it. Her back was nothing but blood. He could see two large gashes that were the cause of it but it was hard to tell if there was any other damage or wounds. He dunked  the cloth in the water, rung it out, and then carefully wiped her back. Morgan bit down on her lip to keep from crying out in pain. He repeated it again. Trying to just clear the blood away to see what he was dealing  with. After a third pass he could finally see her back. He was shocked at it. Her back was ridd

Duel: He had fallen asleep but not for long it was more like a nap. He stood stretching and walked over to the map,  like he did every time. Dwelling on the destination. He then remembered she had been over here. He looked to see if there was anything different. Some one ....his penciling had been smudged on the side that he drew  from memory. She had touched it but for what. Why was she even here...did he believe her. Then the sound of clinking pulled him from his thoughts and accusations. He headed to the door and stepped out of his cabin. He followed the noise to see Jack and Jason sparing. They were on the main deck. He glanced to the stern. Thomas was steering, he relaxed a little bit. He scanned the rest of the ship. He saw Morgan off to the side, her eyes following every move. Her hands at her side seem to want to move.  He raised his eyebrow and watched. Morgan couldn't take it anymore. She began to coach Jack."Up. Down. Left. Block. Block

Scars: "An evil man?" A voice said from the doorway of the cabin. Morgan took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Gavin.... "Just a story." She said softly. "I missed the beginning. Want to retell it?" He asked, leaning on the door frame. "Not really." Morgan whispered her back still to him. The desk caught his eye and he realized she had cleaned up his mess. Guilt struck his stomach. He glanced back over to her. She hadn't moved or turned around. "Morgan I. About earlier. I" He started to say. "It's fine." She said softly watching Claire sleep.

Safe: Morgan rushes out of the cabin as quickly as she could. She didn't even hesitate as she made for the stairs. Getting there as fast as possible and on to the lower deck. She had to put as much distance between her and the cabin. Between her and Gavin. She heard voices near the helm and recognized Claire's. She headed up the stairs to the helm. A smile formed on her lips as she saw Claire laying on her back pointing at the stars. Jason was steering and Jack was lying next to her. "And what's that one?" Claire asked, pointing at three stars in a line. Jason glanced up to recognize the constellation.  "That's Orion's belt. Orion was a great hunter hired by a king to kill off the fierce beast terrorizing the king's island. Well the goddess Gaia, who was mother