Elizabeth stared at the horizon wishing desperately that there was some way Will could come back. It's been a year since they last saw each other and she craved the strong lines of his face and the gentle touch of his hand. She couldn't deal with the heart ache anymore. Her crew aboard her ship yelled out her name.
"Captain Turner!" She turned to see the sails of a great ship coming towards them. It basically created a shadow over their boat.
"Oh no," she whispered to herself, "Prepare for battle!" The crew assembled and began fighting viciously at the English attackers. Elizabeth found herself fighting off a soldier one on one. When it became clear that she would win, she devised a plan to get Will back. The soldier, who lay at her feet got up and plunged the sword through her stomach.