Pirate AU chapter two
OH LOOK IT I CONTINUED IT. Crappily and honestly I have no idea where this is going to go next ahahahaha
Title: Sob story Pairing: None yet but obvs it’s going to be D/S Rating: PG15 for this methinks Summary: Finding out who Sam really is reveals more than just his name to both of them.
He didn't have to sit in the dark for long though, before the door opened again and another man walked in and he immediately gave him the same glare treatment.
"I'll have you know, Digger isn't easily pissed off but what ever you did or said...man it's been a while since I've seen him that mad. I'm surprised you're still in one piece." The man chuckled as he grabbed a chair seemingly out of no where and placed it right in front of him before sitting down on it.
"What do you want?" Sam growled and again he was only rewarded with an annoying grin, making him wonder what the hell kind of pirates were they all.
"Nothing really, I was just curious." The man said simply as he crossed his legs. "I'm Jan by the way."
"Oh gee, I would shake your hand if I just could." Sam said sarcastically, rolling his eyes as he half heartedly tugged on the ropes that tied him to the pole.
"Huh, now I'm even more curious, he usually likes smart asses, what on earth did you say to him?" Jan leaned forwards and Sam was about to tell him to mind his own business but then the door slammed open and Digger marched in with a face splitting grin.
"Oh he just called us the usual stuff; scum, pieces of dirt." Digger answered for him, the grin on his face now turning to a more dangerous looking one as his eyes narrowed as he leaned on the back of the chair Jan was sitting on. "But my dear Jan, does he look a bit familiar to you?" He asked the smaller man, apparently confusing him as he looked back and worth between him and Sam with a frown.
"No, not really...why?"
"Well imagine him a scrawny tall and skinny ten-year-old, how about then?" Digger asked again and it only took a few more seconds before Jan's eyes widened in realisation.
"Are you serious? It's him?!"
Digger only grinned wider, especially pleased by the look of utter confusion on Sam's face. Then he reached to pull something from his pocket before throwing it towards Sam.
And when the small silver necklace fell on the ground near his feet Sam's face went from panic to shock before he tried to cover it with nonchalance.
"W-what's that's supposed to tell me?" He asked, silently cursing ever having brought it with him.
"I found it in your belongings." Digger said triumphantly as he stood back up straight and crossed his arms over his chest. "That's the insignia of the Budja family."
"And how the hell would you know that?" Sam snapped then.
"Because of this." Digger said suddenly coldly as he pulled up his right hand sleeve to reveal a burn mark on the inside of his forearm, exactly like the one on the necklace.
While Sam was too shocked by that revelation to do more than stare in disbelief, Digger motioned Jan to leave the room and he took his place on the chair, taking his time to roll his sleeve back down.
"You're Sven, aren't you." It was more like statement than a question and Sam could only nod slowly.
"H-how..." He tried to ask but wasn't quite able to form the words.
"Your parents used to send you to your uncle's farm in Cologne didn't they?" Digger asked but continued before Sam even had the time to nod. "Well, my family worked for your uncle. We were simple fishermen and owned a small house by the sea but since it was on your uncle's land we had to pay ridiculous taxes that we couldn't afford so beside fishing we had to work on his farm too. I helped as much as I could." He paused for a moment and even Sam could see that this wasn't exactly a topic he liked to talk about. "I remember there was this kid around one summer, younger than me but still taller and quite skinny, one time when I was fishing alone by the river and I saw him running away from the house and he tripped near the riverbank and fell into the water."
"You...it was you?!" Sam interrupted him then as he was hit with realization. Digger looked down for a moment before nodding and continuing.
"I pulled you out of the water and carried you back home." He said quietly. "And instead of a reward or even a thanks, your uncle claimed it was all my fault, that I had pushed you into the river. He beat me as a punishment and raised our taxes even more. And then the next winter my parents got ill, we couldn't afford a doctor and...when they died, your uncle decided that the only way for my sister to pay off our debts was for her to sell me to him. He didn't even give her a a chance to say no really, he just took me and marked me like some damn animal..."
There was a long silence after that, both men seemingly in their own worlds with Sam trying to understand everything he'd just heard and Digger just feeling numb.
"Anyway." Digger spoke suddenly and got back on his feet. "I didn't intend to make you change your mind about us with my sob story, trust me everyone on this ship has one. Just thought you should know because to be honest, you owe me." He said and behind his blank stare Sam could see a flash of pain and anger.
"W-wait." He said without even thinking when the other man turned to leave. There were so many things he wanted to ask him about, so many things he wanted to say but there was one thing beyond everything else that he had been wanting to say for a long time.
"I...thank you."









