I walked up on deck, and stood by the railing of the ship. I fixed my eyes on the ocean's choppy water as I always did. 'Jack was right. I do always stare at the ocean when I'm thinking hard. I always have.'
"Hands aloft to loose t'gallants! With this wind at her stern, she'll carry every sail we've got." Gibbs yelled behind me. I turned around only to see everyone scurrying around the Interceptor like a chicken with its head chopped off. Elizabeth walked over to me and gave me a questioning glance. We walked over to Annamaria.
"What's going on?" Elizabeth asked.
"The Black Pearl- She's gaining on us!" Annamaria exclaimed struggling with the helm.
"This is the fastest ship in the Caribbean!" Elizabeth protested. I shook my head and wished it was true.
"You can tell them that after they've caught us!" Annamaria snapped. Elizabeth stopped and thought.
"We're shallower on the draft, right?" She asked.
"Aye." Annamaria replied.
"Well, then can't we lose them amongst those shoals?" She asked, pointing off the port side.
"Elizabeth! You're a genius!" I exclaimed.
"We don't have to outrun them long." Gibbs took to the idea. "Just long enough."
"Lighten the ship, stem to stern!" Annamaria yelled her orders, and the crew began to obey.
"Anything we can afford to lose, see that it's lost." Gibbs yelled to the crew as he began to help. I looked around for something to do, but found nothing and felt utterly useless. I looked back at the Pearl. She was still just as I remembered her, though I remembered her power. If Barbossa got a hold of us, there would be no Interceptor left. Then I saw what was perhaps the most sickening thing possible. Oars. They poked out of the Pearl's sides and down into the water, moving gracefully among the silver sea. I knew we didn't have a chance.
"They're too close, we can't outrun them!" I said, turning toward Annamaria.
"It was a good plan. Up till now." She sighed. We had all been hoping that it would work.
"Gibbs! We have to make a stand. We must fight! Load the guns!" Wills voice sounded against the panic of the crew.
"With what?" Annamaria asked.
"Anything! Everything! Anything we have left!" He said. We all knew it was the only choice we had left. Again, there was nothing I could do, and I was left with watching the Pearl. She was closer now than ever before, and I could see the crew clearly now. Though I knew it wasn't even slightly possible, I tried to search for Jack. He wasn't there, though.
"The Pearl is going to luff up on our port quarter. She'll rake us without ever presenting a target." Gibbs said to those of us standing up on the Poop.
"Lower the anchor on the right side. On the starboard side!" Elizabeth yelled suddenly.
"It certainly has the element of surprise." Will agreed.
"You're daft, lady! You both are!" Annamaria answered back.
"Daft like Jack!" I smiled.
"Lower the starboard anchor!" The crew only stared at Gibbs as he yelled his orders. "Do it, ye dogs, or it's you we'll load into the cannons!" At this they began to work again. I grabbed hold of the nearest sturdy object and prayed I wouldn't fly off the deck.
"Please let this work!" I said as I clenched my teeth. The Interceptor lunged to the side and the battle began.