Disclaimer I don't anyone from Pirates of the Caribbean, or anything like that. Cammie is like only one I guess u could say....And all that jazz...
Captain Cammie Gee stood at the wheel, struggling against the storm. Her captain's jacket flapped with the great wind. Her pirates, with lifelines tied tight, fiddled with the sails and ropes. The whole sea and sky was against her. The sky opened up and a beam cracked down onto the deck. The beam broke a hole near the main mast, a huge hole. Some men fell in, some had their lines caught under the beam. As they struggled to pull them free, waves and splinters of wood crashed on them. Some were too tired to dodge the falling sail. First Mate Johnny hollered one last order before a gigantic wave crashed on the whole ship...
Captain Jack Sparrow of the Black Pearl was walking the length of his pride and joy. The Black Pearl was the fastest ship in the Caribbean, the last real pirate ship. Jack gazed off the starboard side into the setting sun. Sighing, he looked down into the water. Loads of debris floated by. Jack skipped to the front of the boat, pulling Gibbs with him. "Mary mother of God," Gibbs said. The scene before them was a maze of broken bits of a fine ship. A few bodies floated in the water, one on a scrap of the ship's side. "Lower the boats, search for survivors!" Jack shouted to the shocked crew. His men lowered the boats and went off to find anyone alive.
When Cammie came to, she was lying on the deck of a strange boat. Black sails flapped above her head. Am I on the Black Pearl? "'Allo, luv." She sat up, looking right into the eyes of none other than the famous Captain Jack Sparrow. Under his tri-corner hat, his long brown hair was pulled back with a red, ratty scarf. Bangles and such hung from his hair and beard. He stuck out a hand, his right, offering to pull her up. His coat's sleeve shifted up to reveal a tattooed P for pirate. He was too far away so she had to strain to reach his hand. Realizing this he leaned forwards some more, showing his tattoo of a sparrow flying by a sunset. The sparrow from my dreams!
Since she heard about the Black Pearl and Captain Jack, she had been having these dreams. Her boat, The Mermaid (Now in many pieces), swiftly sailing as a sparrow flies around the ship. It flies in front of her, hovering until it turns to fly into the sun. She was always sad to see it go. At this point, she grabbed his hand. Jack pulled the girl up. Hmm...another girl pirate. Cammie let go and looked around her. Most of Sparrow's men were watching her but a few were pulling the little boats in. Two men were at the side of the ship, throwing a body overboard. She recognized the body as a cabin boy from her poor Mermaid.
Captain Cammie Gee stood at the wheel, struggling against the storm. Her captain's jacket flapped with the great wind. Her pirates, with lifelines tied tight, fiddled with the sails and ropes. The whole sea and sky was against her. The sky opened up and a beam cracked down onto the deck. The beam broke a hole near the main mast, a huge hole. Some men fell in, some had their lines caught under the beam. As they struggled to pull them free, waves and splinters of wood crashed on them. Some were too tired to dodge the falling sail. First Mate Johnny hollered one last order before a gigantic wave crashed on the whole ship...
Captain Jack Sparrow of the Black Pearl was walking the length of his pride and joy. The Black Pearl was the fastest ship in the Caribbean, the last real pirate ship. Jack gazed off the starboard side into the setting sun. Sighing, he looked down into the water. Loads of debris floated by. Jack skipped to the front of the boat, pulling Gibbs with him. "Mary mother of God," Gibbs said. The scene before them was a maze of broken bits of a fine ship. A few bodies floated in the water, one on a scrap of the ship's side. "Lower the boats, search for survivors!" Jack shouted to the shocked crew. His men lowered the boats and went off to find anyone alive.
When Cammie came to, she was lying on the deck of a strange boat. Black sails flapped above her head. Am I on the Black Pearl? "'Allo, luv." She sat up, looking right into the eyes of none other than the famous Captain Jack Sparrow. Under his tri-corner hat, his long brown hair was pulled back with a red, ratty scarf. Bangles and such hung from his hair and beard. He stuck out a hand, his right, offering to pull her up. His coat's sleeve shifted up to reveal a tattooed P for pirate. He was too far away so she had to strain to reach his hand. Realizing this he leaned forwards some more, showing his tattoo of a sparrow flying by a sunset. The sparrow from my dreams!
Since she heard about the Black Pearl and Captain Jack, she had been having these dreams. Her boat, The Mermaid (Now in many pieces), swiftly sailing as a sparrow flies around the ship. It flies in front of her, hovering until it turns to fly into the sun. She was always sad to see it go. At this point, she grabbed his hand. Jack pulled the girl up. Hmm...another girl pirate. Cammie let go and looked around her. Most of Sparrow's men were watching her but a few were pulling the little boats in. Two men were at the side of the ship, throwing a body overboard. She recognized the body as a cabin boy from her poor Mermaid.