Meeting Katrina
Disclaimer: No, I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean (characters, plot, dialogue, etc.). Any other tid-bits of creativity, however, are mine… in which I hope you will enjoy.
Author's Note: Hope enjoy this addition… please let me know what you all think of it!
Leaving Early
"Now what's goin' on?" Jack asked himself as he peered through a window into the drawing room at Katrina and Elizabeth in deep conversation.
Jack could only watch for a few minutes before ducking below the bushes as a maid opened the window he was peering through, as well as the other windows of that room. Jack's nostrils immediately found the smell of fine wine and cigar smoke. Slowly he straightened back up and peered through the window. By that time Elizabeth was standing next to a military man while Katrina was steadily making her way around the room.
"Sweetheart, you've been slowly walkin' 'round that room for ages, what is it that you're doin'?" Jack pondered aloud as he continued to watch Katrina.
Katrina finally made her way back to Elizabeth and the military man, only feet away from Jack at the window.
"So how's everything coming along?" Jack could barely hear Elizabeth ask Katrina above the music.
"Not well at all, I'm afraid," Katrina replied sadly, "No one will dance with me."
"That can't be!" Elizabeth said in disbelief as another man approached them, "You always manage to find someone to dance with at these parties!"
"I know!" Katrina let out, "I just don't understand it! Why won't anyone dance with me?"
"Well that's because you're Edward's girl," the newly joined man replied as if stating the obvious.
"What?" Jack thought angrily.
"Richard, you know that's not true. And in any case he's engaged to another woman!" Katrina argued.
"Doesn't matter," the man continued, "He showed everyone in this room his territory earlier this evening, giving us daring looks as he escorted you to the back veranda."
"Oh I can't believe him!" Katrina sighed angrily, "But either way, so what?"
"Katrina, don't forget that he is the son of the Duke," the military man acknowledged.
"You're point, Captain Norrington?" Katrina crossed her arms over her chest.
Elizabeth and the two gentlemen stayed silent.
"I came here to have fun and dance," Katrina stated firmly.
"Well, then I'll dance with you," Norrington said extending his hand.
"Don't ye dare!" Jack said quietly through clenched teeth, "Don't take his hand, love!"
"I'm not going to dance out of pity!" Katrina cried out angrily as she pushed Norrington's hand away from her, "I can't believe all of you! I'm not Edward's little porcelain doll!"
"Katrina, where are you going?" Elizabeth asked reaching out to her friend as she stormed away.
"Home, of course, why waste any more time standing around here? Just tell my father I have become ill and have taken to bed early tonight," she spat as she took up her shawl from the butler and hurried toward the door.
"Wait, I'll escort you…" Richard and the captain began.
"What? Do you not think I'm capable of walking down the street to my own home? Hmm? Richard? James?"
"No, we just…"
"You know gentlemen," Katrina said evenly with narrowed eyes, "I'm not really made of porcelain."
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"I can't believe them!" Katrina huffed as Jack followed behind her into the judge's house unnoticed.
"Is something wrong, dear?" Katrina's maid appeared from the hallway in her robe and slippers as Jack dodged behind a high-backed chair.
"Oh, no, Dana," Katrina answered sweetly as she began lighting some candles, "Just not the best night. I'm sorry I woke you. Just let me be and go back to bed, I'll be fine."
Dana simply nodded and turned back into the hallway.
Still oblivious to Jack, Katrina collapsed onto the nearby sofa, pulling out a book from a hidden place between the cushions.
"Bloody ball… nobody wanting to dance with me…" Katrina mumbled to herself as she flipped through her book to where she had last read, "and they call themselves men… ha! Scared to be anywhere near me in fear they'll be threaten by the blade of Edward Worthington… stupid men… James may be captain but he's just as bad as the rest… stupid men… I'm sure if this Captain Jack Sparrow person were there he wouldn't have coward out in giving me a dance… pirate or not…"
As she said this, Jack, who was directly behind her leaning on the table at the back of the sofa, was about to comment, "that's quite right, actually," but instead accidentally knocked over some books in the processes of doing so.
"So much for the opportune moment," Jack thought unhappily to himself as Katrina whirled around and locked eyes with him.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?" Katrina demanded as she stood up and swiftly backed away from the sofa, leaving her book behind.
"Well, as you can see, I'm a pirate and…" Jack stammered not sure exactly on how to answer the second part of that question.
"Are you plundering?" Katrina asked as she looked from Jack to the books and Spanish vases of the table next to him.
"Umm, yes," Sparrow played along, liking her answer better than the truth.
"Well," Katrina said as she quickly made her way towards the fireplace, grabbing a rapier from the decorated mantel piece and pointing it at the pirate, "I don't think you'll be leaving here with any rich substance."
"Don't matter how much of anything I carry out with me," Jack laughed heartily as he pulled out his sword, "Just as long as the one pearl I have me eye on don't break me heart."
"And what exactly is that suppose to mean, Señor Pirate?" Katrina asked hotly as she began to attack Sparrow.
"Señor?" Jack asked confused before rapidly replying with a flash of golden teeth, "Exactly what it's supposed to mean, mi señorita."
Though Jack intended his reply to be merely a tease, the lady's temper seemed to have increased. The two dueled around the room. However, within minutes Jack knocked the blade from Katrina's hand.
"You seem to need a bit more practice, love," Jack laughed at her surprised face.
"Try telling that to my father!" she said angrily as she took off to retrieve her sword.
"Why? Does he not like the idea of ye doin' such things?"
Picking up her sword and beginning to attack once more Katrina replied, "He thinks it is far too dangerous for me."
"And he's absolutely right! Although… I think it would still be good for you to learn… for it may come in handy such as occasions like this… you will actually be able to defend yourself," Jack said.
"Exactly my point," Katrina agreed as she blocked an attack and then lounged towards Jack.
"Well, if you want to learn in secrecy, I suggest that you do not do it during the day at the smithy… a lady such as yourself could be caught easily."
"Have you been following me around?"
"Only these past few weeks or so," Jack said as he continued to retreat and block Katrina's attacks.
"Why?" Katrina asked heavily as she thrust her sword towards the pirate.
"I'm still not entirely sure why meself at this moment… you've just somehow have taken me attention," Jack said honestly as he moved away from Katrina's thrust and began attacking in return.
"Is that so?" Katrina said in disbelief as she blocked and tried to attack here and there when possible.
"Yes, that is so."
"Well, in that case, you must already know who I am…"
"Miss Katrina Banks, daughter of the great Judge Banks here in Port Royal," Jack interjected.
"And so then tell me, Mister Pirate, who exactly are you?" Katrina asked as she repeatedly retreated from her opponent.
"Captain Jack Sparrow."
Upon hearing this Katrina stopped in complete shock and simply stared at the man before her; her sword dropping from her hand onto the ground in the process.
