A young woman with old, ruined clothes listened at the door.
"Are you sure?" "She knows where it is. She's very intelligent, and nothing will stop her from finding it." "How do you know?" "She thinks I'm her friend, that's how!" "Well, do you think she's your friend?" "Friendship doesn't matter, we're talking about the money."
The woman was shocked and angry, and ran out of the hall. Another woman in a nice brown coat and unripped clothes went out moments later. She went to a different room, where she found the woman packing. "What are you doing?" the woman in the coat asked. "I'm leaving," the other woman replied. "Where are we going next?" "We're not going anywhere. I'm leaving, and you're not getting that treasure." The woman with ruined clothes walked out the door, but somebody pushed her to the ground and held her down. She heard the sound of metal and felt a sword being threateningly held near her neck. "Okay, I'll help you find the treasure, I'm sorry!" the woman said desperately. The man who held her down got up and put his sword a away. The woman got back up and quickly took out a sword. The man was just as swift and did the same. They had a sword fight which got all the way outside the hall in the cold night air. All you heard was yelling and swords being clashed against each other. Many other men helped fight against the woman, too. The fight ended with the young woman screaming near a lake, and the sound of a large splash. Her scream echoed throughout the air, and was heard from miles away.
"Come on, men, let's go!" a man with a short, shaggy beard said. Everyone except the woman with the coat started walking. The man with the shaggy beard came up to her and leaned deep into her face. "You did a good job there, lass. Now that she's out of the way, tell us where the treasure is, or where your little buddy thinks it is," he said. "I don't know where it is. The last thing she said on the subject was that it would be so great if she found the treasure," Her eyes began seeming far away. "She always helped people, but would get framed and end up on wanted signs for hurting them. She needed to escape that and prove to people she could help." The man looked at her with narrowed eyes before saying, "Well, come along anyways."
When they made their journey to continue the search for the treasure, they walked through a jungle with many strong vines. The man with the beard got one and tied up the woman's wrists with it. "Start thinking about where that treasure is," the man whispered as he pulled them tight. "Yes, Captain." Finally, when they reached the beach, the men and woman boarded a ship and began their voyage. The woman was taken in the Captain's extra room. "Where is it?" The woman said nothing. "Tell me, Amelia, are you sure that was the last thing she said about the treasure?" the Captain asked. "Actually, she said that she would be leaving without me, and find the treasure on her own, but now, that wasn't entirely my fault now, was it?" "Well, then," the captain placed his hand on an open map on the desk. "Where on this map do you think the treasure is?" Amelia hesitated and then, after a long while, pointed to Europe.
