Chapter 2

'My life is OVER', Katherine thought to herself as she sat on the cold and wet ground of the prison cell. After waking up, she was immediately taken below deck, locked up in a cage like a animal. ' Why when I get out of here, I'll make sure Captain Jack Sparrow doesn't ever see daylight again!', she angrily thought. She stood up quickly. She could hear footsteps..... She groaned when she saw who it was.

" Well, how are you doing, luv?", he smirked.

She glared at him. " Well Mr. Sparrow, what do you think? I'm hungry, tired, and held as a prisoner of a bird-brained, obnoxious, pig-headed man. I'm just peachy."

He grinned. "Glad to know your resentment toward me ,hasn't injured your tongue."

Katherine rolled her eyes. "When my father finds me, you'll be sorry you ever messed with me."

He threw his hand up in the air in mock. "Oooo, I am so scared. What is he going to do? Hang me?"

She scowled. " What do you want with me, anyway?", she asked. " Holding me for ransom?"

He raised an eyebrow. "You mean you don't know."

"Of course not.", she exclaimed.

"Hmmm..", he stared at her. "Well, if you're so desperate to know, we're headed for Tortuga, luv."

She frowned. "Tortuga?"

"We need to restock our supplies, and then we're headed to an island."

"Island? What island?"

He smirked. "You tell me." And with that he left, leaving Katherine in a confused state. 'What the hell is he talking about?'

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Katherine grimaced at the scene. Tortuga was a........unusual place. Drunk people staggering everywhere, people fighting each other senselessly, etc. It seemed like the only somber person was her.

"Here drink up, saavy.", Captain Jack Sparrow handed her a beer.

She frowned. "I rather not. Alcohol makes the even most respectable people, seem like empty-headed idiots."

He shrugged. "Suit yourself."

'Bloody hell. The whole place is swarming with pirates. If I even try escaping, I doubt I'd even get to the door alive.', she thought. After a moment of silence, Jack spoke (A/N: Its get tiring to type Captain all the time, so I'm shortening it to Jack.), " Have you ever heard of the tale of Azkaban?", he asked.

She furrowed her eyebrows, in thought. The name didn't ring a bell, but she added. "If I did, why would you want to know?"

" Just tell me if you did.", he said with a sigh.

" It sounds familiar, but I don't really remember it clearly.", she lied. "Perhaps you can retell the tale."

He stared at her for a moment, deep in thought. " Well lets see.", he cleared his throat. " Peter Azkaban aka Hook-hand Pete and his bloody crew were once the fiercest pirates in the Caribbean. They raided villages, sending them in flames, destroying everything they came upon. Hook-hand Pete was obsessed with treasure, finding it, discovering it, stealing it. He was bloody rich. It says that he had mountains of gold and jewels hidden somewhere on a deserted island where no one can find it."

Katherine waited for more. "So? What does that have to do with anything with me?"

Jack began again, " You are Katherine Maxwell. Daughter of John Maxwell and Paris Azkaban."

" Azkaban?....You mean-"

He grimaced. "Your uncle is Hook-hand Pete."

She gaped at him. "Really? That's.....weird. I never knew my mother had any siblings."

He took a swing of his rum bottle. "Yeah, well your mother was embarrassed to have a pirate for a brother, so she pretended she didn't have one at all."

Katherine looked around uncomfortably. "That sounds like my mom. She's always embarrassed at one thing or another. She thinks too much about how others might react."

" Your uncle died just this year. He got hanged, when he was in Britain, by the British military. Well anyhow, every pirate in this Caribbean is searching for his treasure. Its told his map was kept with one of his blood relatives."

She glared at him. "I don't know where his map is. I didn't even know I had a Uncle Peter until now."

He stared at her eerily. " You could be lying."

"I am NOT.", she exclaimed. " Look, Captain Jack Sparrow, you wasted your time." Katherine stood up, starting to leave.

"I wouldn't be doing that if I were you."

She turned around. "And why not?", she snapped.

" Like I said before, every pirate in the Caribbean is hunting for the treasure. If they knew Katherine Maxwell, Pete's niece, was here-"

Katherine interrupted him. "I think I can handle myself thanks."

He shrugged. "Okay, I was warning you, luv. Not all pirates are as nice as me."

Katherine wanted to walk right out of there, but she knew he was right. She didn't what would happen if she was captured by other nastier pirates. She sighed and sat right back down. "His crew doesn't even know where it is?"

He shook his head. "No one."

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