As Joanna slowly came to consciousness, she realized she was floating in the middle of the ocean. Pieces of wood and cloth floated around her as the waves carried her across the sea. She remembered what happenned that cause this.
Joanna Flames stood on the deck of her ship Ocean's Flame. After 20 long years of pretending to be the captain of her ow ship, she finally was one. Her new uniform as captain consisted of a black long-sleeved shirt torn in the middle revealing her stomach, a long black skirt torn up the side revealing one leg, and a purple bandana which she used as a headband. Joanna's dark hair was still long and her eyes were as green as ever.
Even though she changed and had moved on, Joanna never forgot about Hector Barbossa. Her hand wandered to the locket that rest against her chest, close to her heart. She opened it to see the pictures of her and Barbossa inside.
"If only I had been brave enough to tell him", she murmured.
Joanna kept her word to Barbossa. She spent one year on land hoping it would make her happy like a normal woman. She worked as a barmaid hoping it'd allow her to see Barbossa again from time to time. The only problem was he never came. Land wasn't all that it was cracked up to be. There was nothing exciting living on sturdy, solid ground. Joanna belonged on a ship at sea. She belonged with Barbossa. She saved enough money to buy her own ship and recruited sailors to work as her crew along using her beauty and the tip of a blade. It was time for her to return to Barbossa.
Dark clouds rolled overhead. The sea grew rough as the waves grew big. Eceryone looked up at the sky as thunder roared and lightning flashed.
"There's a storm a-brewing", the crewmember at the helm said.
"Yes", Joanna said. "Pull up the sails! Tie down everything loose!"
The crew scrambled obeying her orders. Half of the men grabbed rope and tied down the crates and barrels to the deck. The other half climbed up the rope ladder to the mast to haul the sails. Joanna watched as more lightening flashed hitting the mast. The crew jumped off as the mast caught fire, leaving the sail free to be pushed by the wind.
"Men!" she called out. "The sails!"
The Ship suddenly shook violently hitting something. Men were thrown overboard into the sea,
"What happened?" Joanna asked.
"We've hit a reef!"
"Well, free us then!"
The burning mast started cracking as it fell down to the deck. The fire spread belowdeck and reached the ammunition. Gun powder and rum lit up with the fire causing the ship to blow up. Joanna was sent flying into the ocean as her ship sank.
Joanna was too weak to move or swim. It didn't matter. She was probably going to die anyway. She wasn't scared about dying like this. It was always in her blood to die at sea. Joanna felt herself losing consciousness.
"I wish I could've seen him...one last time..."
As soon as she closed her eyes, she heard a voice yell, "Man overboard!"