Eve quickly redressed and ran out, Jack struggling with his shirt but
running after her. She looked up at the crow's nest and Christian and said,
"Who is it?"
"You won't believe this," Christian shouted, "It's the Dark Dream!"
Eve cursed. She ran up to the wheel and brought the ship out of harbor and into the bay. The Dark Angel was undebatably the fastest ship in the seven seas, and if it was going to be fight or flight, Eve would fly.
The Dark Dream bolted out after them, cannons blaring. Everyone's heart pounded faster with each boom, each crack on the ship.
Suddenly Eve couldn't help but be relieved at reinforcing the entire ship when they rebuilt it 6 years ago.
Jack came up behind her and scared her when he wrapped his arms around her at the sound of a boom. "C'mon, love. Let her soar."
Eve put all her efforts towards speed. She raced to meet the sunrise that was just beginning to occur.
~***~
Bella shouted her harshest orders to the tiring staff. The Dark Angel grew farther and farther away. She cursed like the sailor she was, and then turned back towards Tortuga.
Bella didn't like when people lied to her; and these people must have. Eve was not 39. It was impossible. She was gorgeous, young.
But Bella remembered the stories her mother had told her about Eve. Anamaria said that Eve had a cursed pirate necklace, recieted a poem that went with it. Of course, Bella barely remembered the poem. Something about loosing twice. . .
She cursed to herself silently. Foolish rhymes. Foolish stories.
~***~
Eve could have cheered when she caught sight of the Dark Dream turning back toward Tortuga.
The crew was a bit sullen at the fact that they didn't get their time in Tortuga. But they followed commands as always.
~***~
Supplies were dwindling and stormclouds were on the horizon. Jack told Eve that they would have to take shelter in the nearest port. . . Tortuga.
Eve bit her lip at the memory. But she nodded consent.
Tortuga was nearly 8 hours away. By the time seven hours passed Tortuga was in sight on the horizon, but a storm looming above and fog rolling in.
After an hour they still hadn't reached Tortuga.
Suddenly a dark shape loomed in the fog. The crew cheered, thinking it was Tortuga.
Boy, were they wrong.
"You won't believe this," Christian shouted, "It's the Dark Dream!"
Eve cursed. She ran up to the wheel and brought the ship out of harbor and into the bay. The Dark Angel was undebatably the fastest ship in the seven seas, and if it was going to be fight or flight, Eve would fly.
The Dark Dream bolted out after them, cannons blaring. Everyone's heart pounded faster with each boom, each crack on the ship.
Suddenly Eve couldn't help but be relieved at reinforcing the entire ship when they rebuilt it 6 years ago.
Jack came up behind her and scared her when he wrapped his arms around her at the sound of a boom. "C'mon, love. Let her soar."
Eve put all her efforts towards speed. She raced to meet the sunrise that was just beginning to occur.
~***~
Bella shouted her harshest orders to the tiring staff. The Dark Angel grew farther and farther away. She cursed like the sailor she was, and then turned back towards Tortuga.
Bella didn't like when people lied to her; and these people must have. Eve was not 39. It was impossible. She was gorgeous, young.
But Bella remembered the stories her mother had told her about Eve. Anamaria said that Eve had a cursed pirate necklace, recieted a poem that went with it. Of course, Bella barely remembered the poem. Something about loosing twice. . .
She cursed to herself silently. Foolish rhymes. Foolish stories.
~***~
Eve could have cheered when she caught sight of the Dark Dream turning back toward Tortuga.
The crew was a bit sullen at the fact that they didn't get their time in Tortuga. But they followed commands as always.
~***~
Supplies were dwindling and stormclouds were on the horizon. Jack told Eve that they would have to take shelter in the nearest port. . . Tortuga.
Eve bit her lip at the memory. But she nodded consent.
Tortuga was nearly 8 hours away. By the time seven hours passed Tortuga was in sight on the horizon, but a storm looming above and fog rolling in.
After an hour they still hadn't reached Tortuga.
Suddenly a dark shape loomed in the fog. The crew cheered, thinking it was Tortuga.
Boy, were they wrong.