Sunlight beat down on the island as it had every day. Angelica knew that the hottest part of the day was closing in fast, but she dare not retreat under the shade as she watched the horizon for any passing ships.
Over time she grew bored, she rolled the Jack Sparrow doll around in her hands, jabbing it every time she thought of what he had done a few weeks ago. Whenever she grew thirsty she drained the moisture out of any plants, had she any proper food and drink she would have enjoyed the scenery. Colourful birds and shining fish often passed the ocean and she wished it was that easy to leave the confines of her prison.
The sun began to set, the oranges had taken the sky and the horizon was getting dimmer. Angelica turned toward the tropical jungle behind knowing that today was another failure, she held the Jack doll in her mouth, biting it with a tight grip, and then she crawled back under the large leaves, the sand digging into her knees.
The sun had now set. The stars were out and viewing the land with awe. She gazed up at them then back to the ocean. Off in the distance a small glow was forcing its way right. She watched it and gazed at its beauty while she could as she thought the sight was just another of her hallucinations.
A sound reached her ear, the faint, echoing voice of a sailor. She listened carefully, cursing at the wind whenever it moved the foliage making a scraping sound, before the same voice echoed again.
"Wake up you termites, the sea doesn't sleep," the sound of his voice made Angelica cringe as she realized she had heard it before.
"The one-legged man," she whispered beneath her breathe and then thought for a moment. Should I trust him? Should I even pay any attention to him? Her thoughts faded away as she recognized the skeleton trapped on the bow.
"That's the Queens Anne's revenge," she whispered aghast, her eyes were wide as she remembered her father standing where the one-legged man stood, commanding the crew that he once commanded. It didn't take long for her to make her decision, she wanted it back, whatever the costs.
The next few minutes went by rather quickly, she placed all the leaves she could in a pile, already being pre cut from the previous day, then she smashed two rocks together as quickly as she could hitting her thumb a few times making it go numb. The sparks soared and fell on the dry foliage creating a small ember. She quickly blew on it as she ship was almost out of reach, it would be a miracle if they even paid attention to it now.
The fire started very small, she threw what she could on the pile, more twigs, leaves and a few bottles of wine she found among other smashed bottles. The fire roared and was soon soaring, the smoke wasn't visible in the night sky but the flames stuck out. She looked for the revenge as quick as she could.
The revenge sat on the water motionless. Five minutes passed and the only sound was the crackling of the flames. Finally she gave up and let her legs rest but she still watched as shadows were flickering past the small flames on her old ship.
At last it moved, the ship didn't move toward her though, instead it continued forward over the calm waves, she grew disappointed with the outcome but still tried anything she could. She stood again and waved her arms, she shouted as loud as she could, even attempted shaking the nearest palm tree to grab their attention but only 2 coconuts fell, she dropped back in the sand At least I've got coconut tomorrow, she thought. She rested her head back in the sand and fell asleep.
She awoke with a surprise as she saw it was still night, but the voices she heard were extremely close. Could it be a dream? She shuffled herself upward until she felt the cold pressure of a sword on her neck, her father's sword.
The one-legged man stood with an evil grin spread across his face, the light from the dying flames reflecting off his grim face. She tucked the jack doll under her shirt and stood up off the ground.
"So you are the one to whom we answer the distress call," he said bearing white teeth, Angelica noticed a small pistol held in his cold grip. She put on her fake act.
"I am, I wish to return to the Queen Anne's Revenge," she said much to the delight of the one-legged man.
"And why is that? And why should I let you?" he replied.
"I wish to travel to the city of Tortuga where I will find my father's killer," she thought quickly, there was always time to get the ship back later.
"You mean Jack," he said.
"I do, I seek revenge for my father and to get off of this barren island."
"Now why," he said, "would I like you in my army of pirate minions, this will be the third time someone who was supposed to die here would have made it free and I just don't want to create another legend who wasn't me."
"Because I can give you anything," her reply was quick but it startled the one-legged man who quickly covered it with another smile. "I have nothing left to live for, if another were to find me I would be called a 'Pirate' and be hanged by dawn, however I have no intention of dying so quickly, first I seek to gain my wish, and in return I shall join your crew." The smile disappeared, faded away, "Or is there something else you so richly crave?" a small smirk stretching now over her lips.
The man looked at her squarely in the eyes. "I seek the one thing that was ever taken from me that I couldn't take back."
Angelica thought for a moment then laughed. "The ship. The one-legged man wants the ship that took his leg, the one my father stole from you?"
"Aye, the pearl," he replied with distaste.
"Well, there may be a way that I can retrieve your lost item." The man looked at her with curiosity.
"I'm listening."
"In the captain's cabin there is a locked cabinet. Did you not think to check it when you stole the ship from my father?" Angelica said.
"Don't give me that talk. I checked the cabin as soon as my eyes noticed it sitting in the corner. I didn't have the key but this sword holds a great many secrets, one of which unpicked the lock from its hinges and allowed me access, but what I found was it was cleaned out proper, save for some grime that the thief most likely left behind." Angelica laughed.
"It must've been Jack Sparrow, I showed him the secrets of Blackbeard and he stole them, I don't know how he made it to the ship and unlocked the door before you sailed away but that's just another of Jacks expert skill."
"Luck is more like it."
"Indeed," she watched him with one eye, "what say you then, will you allow me passage aboard your ship to sail along to Tortuga?"
He thought for a moment, "Only if I am allowed ownership of the pearl."
"And what of this ship?" she pointed to The Revenge.
"That will be my ship no question, but the pearl is my property, I will allow another to sail under me who will be at my every command, together we will rule the seas."
Angelica looked at him, "allow me to sail your pearl," she demanded.
"You, the daughter of Blackbeard captain the infamous Black Pearl?" He laughed.
"Why not, you shall receive all the gold you can, and all the treasure, I have experience in being the first mate to my father and I am to live forever."
"That is only if you don't get a sword propelled through your chest, but a woman captaining one of the most feared ships ever to sail the seven seas? It will create injustice and make us look weak to our enemies."
"Then allow me to captain another ship, the cabinet held more than just the pearl, It held the Iron Wench."
"Captained by John Hemingway the fearless."
"The Silver Mermaid."
"Glass eye, the brave."
"The Bloody Lass"
The one-legged man went quiet, "I captained that before I was a first mate to Jack on the pearl."
A minute of silence followed, the fire was still crackling. The one-legged man finally spoke "alright, you Blotted landlubber, until we find the ships, you will be sailing under me where you'll scrub the hull of any dirt or grime."He was about to turn away from her then he spoke again, "And call me Captain Barbossa, welcome aboard the Queen Anne's Revenge."
A grim smile, similar to that of Barbossa's spread across Angelicas face, soon she will have The Revenge and soon Jack would pay for his crimes.
"Oh and you'll be sleeping in the crew's quarters as the only female. Sleep tight." She disregarded his comment and pulled out the Jack doll as she walked over the giant ship.
"Soon, Jack," She murmured, then took her first steps aboard her beloved ship, reliving the memories she once had here.