Chapter 2: Heaven???
She felt the warmth of the sun as she tried to open her eyes. She was too weak to swim but somehow had floated towards a large oak door that resembled the one that led to the dinning hall. She climbed on top of it to escape the water and sputtered as she felt the sea water travel up her throat. The black came again and she fell into it. She felt herself sob and cursed her weak spirit. "Ow!" she felt the sharp kick in her side and she felt the bright sun on her sore skin. All she could taste was sand and saltwater and the sent of burning wood. "I said get up." The voice came sounding muddled and lost. Luka tried to open her eyes but she could not find the will. "She aint dead." "She aint much lively either." Said another. "Little poppet gone and tried to drown." Said another;
Luka rolled to the left and fell onto more wood. She was on some kind of floor and them the floor tilted and she vomited. "I'd say she was lively enough, eh Jack." Said a man with a raspy voice. "Gibbs, put her somewhere till we find exactly where she came from." Said a voice she recognized but couldn't place.
Luka felt herself being lifted but it took all her energy just to think, so she let herself be carried to where-ever it was they were taking her. She expected more cold damp floors and vile stenches but was surprised when she was set on a soft bed and wrapped in a blanket. She instantly snuggled up to the pillow that smell of a man and rum. Falling into dreams that were less black and more confusion, images of pirates and black sails flooded her mind. The dream tilted and her eyes snapped awake. Sitting up she looked about the room with its large table covered in maps and tools. There was a pair of shutters that led to a balcony that looked over the sunset. She heard the boots on the wood floor and closed her eyes, preparing for whatever may happen. "Evening lass." Said the voice she felt as if she knew. Turning on her heel she was confronted with an impossible sight.
"You're……"
"Captain Jack Sparrow?"
"Yes but no. Its impossible."
"Nothing is impossible with Captian Jack, savvy?"
Luka stared at him for long moments taking in the half drunken and slightly feminine stance, is dreaded hair full of beads and feathers; the many rings on his fingers that rested on a sword, and the pistol that killed the first mate that had led the mutiny against him. She followed the outfit back up to his face and to the kohl rimmed eyes. Her heart began to pound as she realized she was hallucinating and probably dying at sea or in a coma.
"If you are Jack Sparrow…."
"Captain Jack Sparrow, luv."
"Pardon me, Captain Jack Sparrow. If you are who you claim to be than this is the Black Pearl and the beast that attack our ship was the Kraken."
"Right you are, luv. That nasty beastie has been causing quite a fuss as of late."
"I thought I was just seeing things but I knew. I knew. Oh god, Mary and Tarin!"
Luka raced towards the door and was stopped by a strong arm around her middle. Jack picked her up and set her down away from the door. "Leave me be!" She roared charging Jack. He scooped her up easily and held her until she stopped wriggling. "Now who are these folks you're all up in sorts about?" He said setting her down next to the balcony. "They are my family, not my real family, well legally they are but the Kraken…..and our ship…..and the storm." Luka couldn't breathe suddenly. The air around her was thick and the room was fuzzy and blurred from her vision. The dark came again and she fought against it, but like before it won.