A/N: First POTC fic. Enjoy. And review
Chapter 1
Samantha
Black sat on the bench of the aircraft as the back end opened up. The
light next to it was still red, but only for a few seconds more. The
occupants of the aircraft stood up quickly and grouped by the back
door, waiting for the go to jump.
Samantha was at the back of the group because she was the commanding officer of this mission, and she didn't like going first.
Two seconds later the light turned to green and shouts of "GO!" were heard throughout the aircraft. The group of soldiers started to move as they jumped off the plane and made their way to the swiftly approaching ground. Just as Samantha was about to jump she was stopped by the man who had control of the door.
"Be careful out there Black, we want you all back in one piece."
"Yes sir." She said with a smile and then ran off the back of the ramp to go meet her troops. Unfortunately she never met her troops; instead she met the Caribbean waters.
As Samantha continued to fall, counting the seconds in her head until she should open the parachute. When she saw water, water that wasn't supposed to be there, and was all too close. It was only one hundred feet in front of her, and that length was quickly declining.
At ninety feet Samantha reached for the cord. At eighty five she pulled the cord. At seventy five she realized her default parachute wasn't opening. At seventy she fumbled for the secondary cord, and by sixty feet she had pulled the cord and the parachute had opened. But it was too late for that.
Samantha hit the water with a tremendous amount of speed and momentum, and a heavy parachute. She ripped through the water slowly and started to sink to the bottom. As she was slowly sinking to the muddy bottom of the sea, a certain pirate and blacksmith were debating what the hell that thing was that had just hit the water.
"What was that Jack?"
"Look'd like a black sail fallin' fro' the sky to me." Jack replied as he looked over the edge of The Interceptor.
"Are you sure, it might've been a person." Will said as he joined Jack at the side of the ship.
"Oh yes Will, and where would this person have come from? The sun?"
There was a silence response from Jack as the black sail slowly descended deeper and deeper into the water, along with Samantha. She was struggling against the ropes that were connected to the dead weight known as the parachute.
Samantha started to swim upwards and broke the surface, and saw an enormous ship fifty meters away from her.
She was about to go swim towards the ship when her parachute began to pull her down. She was only able to yell out before she fell below the surface one single word,
"HELP!"
A/N: Ok, much more to come, I will only update if I get a review. Any type of review. Constructive criticism is appreciated.