It was early afternoon and the rays of the sun, which stood in the middle of the sky hit her merciless. However, she didn't feel like moving from her spot on the highest mast of the Jackdaw.

The sound of the waves crashing on the near shore was like a lullaby to her ears and the soft breeze that hit her face made the heat far more bearable and the idea of a sweet slumber even more tempting. She was ready to let herself surrender to a dreamless sleep.

Her dear captain, however, had a different idea, because the moment she felt her eyes close heavily a loud crush was heard, which made her jump out from her own skin. It sounded like wood had been crashed into wood and that was probably the case.

No more than fifteen minutes ago the great Blackbeard, also known as her captains boss (not that Edward would ever admit it out loud that there was someone higher than him at the pirates' hierarchy) had set foot to their ship. His intentions were clear: he was there to talk about business.

As the second in command on this ship she had wanted at first to take part at whatever they were doing at the captain's cabin, but then she reconsidered when she remembered all the gruesome stories she had heard about the one and only Blackbeard. About how often he would shoot men from his own crew just for fun or the all the times he had killed his enemies with the most cruel way.

She didn't even want to mention his 16 wives. She was not in the mood to become number 17, so she had stayed on deck and that moment she was even gladder that she did just that.

Those two had been alone for only ten minutes and were already on each other's necks, considering that the sound she had just heard was probably Edward's desk hitting the hard wooden wall of the ship.

At first she tried to ignore all the sounds that were getting louder and louder, but she was a woman not know about her patience and soon she started getting annoyed.

"Someone brave enough, please, make them shut up! I am trying to get my beauty sleep." She yelled to the crew below.

Most of them laughed good-heartedly at her latter remark, but no one seemed willing to move towards the captain's cabin. She couldn't blame them really. Who would dare to get into the fight between the two most dangerous pirate captains at the Caribbean?

Well… she would.

She quickly got off the mast and started walking with long strides towards the stairs that would lead her to Edward's room.

Her posture was rigid and her head held high. Her eyes were filled with flames of anger and none attempted to stand on her way. They would all just take a step back whenever she got to close to them.

Not that anyone could blame them for that either. At first when the captain made her the second in command many of them had not held back their displeasure saying that they would not take orders from a mere woman. All of them paid the price of their arrogance. Some of them lost an eye or a finger, while others another part of their body that was even more… precious.

She chuckled at that thought, but her smile dropped when she find herself standing in front of the captain's door. She didn't even waste any time to knock and she just walked in ready to give to both of the captains her piece of mind about their fight.

Het entrance made both of them stop their assault to each other and instead to look at het with question.

"Good that got their attention." She thought. However, the real reason for the surprise on their faces was what she had decided to wear that day. A short red skirt with black patterns and a matching blouse that left little to imaginations was what got their attention.

However, when she opened her mouth to speak Edward woke from the trance he was in and raised his hand to silence her. Jerk or not he was still the captain of the ship he stood on, so she obeyed his silent order.

"Darling, I promise that when we are done you can kick my ass all you want, but right now I need your help."

Those made her reconsider yelling at him. "What?"

"Well… Mr. Tits and I are having a disagreement."

"Yeah, I can see that." She said while at the same time she pointed at the overthrown desk and the swords that were being pointed at each other's neck.

Thankfully when they saw her point they lowered their weapons. Them Edward pulled up the table and reset in order the papers that were lingering on the floor.

"Come here." He ordered.

She did as she was told and peered over the map. "Is it pirate or assassin business" she asked as he started explaining.

"Maybe both. The Spaniards are planning something…"

"The Spaniards are always planning something." Blackbeard snarled. "And why the hell there is a woman on you ship boy?"

And she had wonder when he would talk since he had remained silent from the moment she had walked in.

"Of course I forgot to introduce you." Edward said quickly before she had the chance to answer to his not so kind comment.

"Blackbeard this is Eva my second in command. Eva I am sure you know who Blackbeard is."

"Indeed." That moment she remembered why she had decided at the first place not to take part at this conversation and she realized why Edward had so urgently boot in before she could anything to the pirate captain that she would regret later. That jerk had probably saved her head.

"Well, as I was saying they are planning something and we need to find out what."

"And how do you suggest we do that." Blackbeard barked. "We have no way to do so and hell we don't even have to. We control the whole Carrabin, they can't reach us."

"The royal navy perhaps not, but what about the Templers? They are becoming stronger and they are behind the missing ships. I am sure."

"Ok no problem." She said casually. "You sent our spies in the royal navy to dig out information. Where is the problem?" The filled with questions looks they gave her answered her question.

"You have spies, right?"

"Well…" Edward answered. "You see…"

"You don't have spies! And you call yourself a master assassin?" She said angrily.

"I still don't see why you called me here only to be scolded by a girl." Blackbeard said obviously having had enough of her ramblings. "Even if they are planning our destruction the only thing we can do is fight when they come after us."

"Perhaps not" She said. Even though she didn't give a damn about any others man opinion about her she wanted to impress the man that stood in front of her and that was her best chance.

"Send me. I can infiltrate their circle. I've to similar missions before."

She was interrupted by Blackbeard's laugh.

"And how exactly are you planning to that. You are just a loose woman with not an ounce of royal blood in you vines. How exactly are you going to fool those royal dogs and make them believe that you are an aristocrat?"

She decided to ignore his insult and the fact that Edward didn't say anything for that while earlier he was ready to slaughter any of his men who even dare to look at her with disrespect. It kind of hurt… a bit.

"Who said that I was going to pose as an aristocrat?" she smiled slyly. "Those noble bastards have mistresses, don't they? I will pretend to be one of them."

The moment he heard the word mistress leave her mouth Edward saw red.

"No way!" he yelled furiously. "You are not going there like this."

"Why not?" was her answer "I've pored as a whore before and if I remember correctly it was your idea to do so?"

"Back them I was at the ally right next to you in case something went wrong. I won't be able to interfere this time."

"I do not need a babysitter captain. I can take care of my own."

"Still you are not going. It is too dangerous…"

"Perhaps she doesn't have to go alone." Blackbeard said. "You can go with her as her servant. In this way you will be able to… keep an eye on her." At first he had to stop himself from using the word protect. He wasn't blind or stupid. It was obvious that Edward wasn't worried about the success of the mission. He was worried about the men that would be near her during the mission. Men that didn't take no as an answer.

His idea seemed to calm him down a bit.

"Fine, since we have no other options I will order the crew to set sail towards Havana, where a member of the Templar order and the Spanish nobility will be."

"Good, now that this is settled I think I will head to the deck. Anyway, I am sure that Miss Eva would like to honor your part of the deal and kick your ass the moment I leave the room.

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Captain Tits or Blackbeard, as most knew him, had never been a curious man interested in gossips, but when he stepped out of the cabin he couldn't resist the temptation to stay close to the door with the hope of hearing their conversation.

And that was what he did until a member of Edward's crew, a boy no older than sixteen came down the stairs.

At first the boy hesitated to walk further when he saw him. The next moment however he realized what the pirate captain was doing and a mischievous smile came to his face.

"Are they fighting again?" He asked with all his initial hesitation forgotten. Before Blackbeard had the chance to answer the boy had turned around and had let a loud whistle.

Two seconds ago half of the crew was in front of the same door eavesdropping.

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At the mean time behind the door:

"What the hell where you thinking when you came storming in here? Do you even know how easily he could have you just because you interrupted us?"

"You fight woke me up." She said casually. "And you have no right to judge my behavior. You are the one who started the fight with him, because you could not come to an agreement. He could have easily killed you as well had I not interfered. And don't tell me that you had everything under control because that wasn't the case."

"But…"

"No buts!" she all but yelled. "And what about you behavior after that? You are ready to kill every other man who dares to say anything insulting about me and yet you didn't even have the guts to utter a word when he called me a loose woman, a whore!" She couldn't contain her anger anymore. Of course she had heard much worse since the moment she had step a foot on the Caribbean, but every time he had him on her side.

"And what's your problem anyway? Why not let me do the mission. I thought I had already proved my skills to you, but I guess I was wrong since you do not trust me to do this."

He didn't speak. Actually, he was left speechless.

So when she started walking towards the door he didn't stop her. He couldn't run to her, grab her hand, apologize and confess to her that he didn't want to let her go, because he was worries about her. Every day he would hear rumors about nobles killing their own wives so as only not to come to the light that they were abusing them. The truth was that he didn't give a damn about the mission if it involved her being in danger.

So, he just stayed there when she opened the door.

However, he had to admit that the sight of half of his crew, including Blackbeard, falling on the doorstep did wonders with his foul mood.

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