Jack Sparrow's Daughter
Disclaimer: I don't own pirates, shocker.
A/N: Here's an update...YAY!!
Over the next few days Katarina formed herself a black eye but that was the only scar she had from her fight with Carl. The Quartermaster however, was not to pleased with having been beat by a girl. As the men on the ship talked over a late night drink he fumed about it.
"That little wench is more trouble than she's worth!" Katarina had been coming down the stairs to the dining hall but she stopped to listen to the conversation.
"Aye," agreed Pintel quietly. "Bad luck to have a woman on board."
"Aye," the men agreed.
"Told you she'd be bad luck!," said Ragetti.
"I mean, the likes of her...questioning my authority! Just who does she think she is?!," Carl cried.
"Jack Sparrow's daughter," muttered Pintel.
"What?!," asked Carl in surprise. So Pintel once again revealed Jack's secret. But this time, he revealed it to the whole crew. They were outraged to receive the information.
"He's playing favorites!," cried one.
"She's got the captain backing her up!," another shouted.
"He's gone soft!," said another.
"Aye!," came the angered cries of the men. Katarina fled from the stairs to Jack's quarters. She burst in, absolutely frantic.
"Jack!," she screeched. He rose from his chair in shock. He couldn't believe how upset she seemed. "They know, the lot of them. Pintel, he overheard us talking," she gasped "and he told them!"
"Calm down," Jack said getting up to meet her.
"It's all my fault," she cried. "They're outraged, there'll be a mutiny for sure." She breathed quickly and her sentences were barely formed as her words tripped over one another.
"Kat!," he shouted giving her a firm shake. "Calm down! Now, we can stop this but you have got to remain calm!"
"What the hell do you suggest we do?!," Kat growled, close to hysterics.
"Hey! I won't be hearin' that kind of talk," he said sternly unlocking a drawer in his desk. He pulled out a pistol and tossed it to her. "Carry this on you at all times do you understand me?!" Katarina nodded and slid it into her boot where she and she alone could reach it. "Now, we're going to make the men think that I can be just as harsh on you as anybody else. Because God help us if they think I've gone soft!"
"So what do you propose we do?," she said through gritted teeth.
"Can you take a punch?," he asked.
"Jack," she said pointing to her black eye.
"Good, here's what we're going to do..." So Jack revealed an ingenious plan to Katarina that she willingly accepted. However, if she could've known how this plan was going to turn out she would've let the mutiny happen.