The next few days were the hardest Kat had ever had to endure in her short
life. With Jack gone, there was no one there to keep the men at bay except
for William. Even then, William seemed distant from her, like he didn't
want to look her in the eye. The same day she had found out her brother
was dead; Barbossa wouldn't let her enter the captain quarters.
"Ye are one of the crew, so ye will be staying with them as well." He sneered at her as the crew members chortled in the background. There were
things she could have said to him, many would have made most of the men
blush. Yet, she kept her mouth shut. She knew that one little problem
could get her thrown overboard, maybe worse. So she kept to the crow's
nest, only to come down for food and drink that William saved for her. That little place above them all became her new home. She didn't even mind sleeping in it at night. Anything to keep the prying eyes of those awful men away from her. On this particular night, she sat there looking at the stars. Under this blacken sky, she couldn't help but feel so small to the
world. A feeling she was growing more use to with every passing hour.
"We're still on course for that island you were looking for." She spoke to
the night sky. It gave her comfort that she could still speak to her
beloved brother, even though he could not speak back to her. "But that bloody whelp of a man Barbossa has more greed in his heart than you will ever know. It's that that I am blaming you for his actions, but you were
wrong to allow such a devil on this ship." She thought for a moment. "Take that back. That man is far to evil to be a devil. I don't know what
he is, but it's something the heavens couldn't have created." Her eyes followed along the stars until falling upon the half moon that lit up the
dark. To her, it was beautiful.
"Is that little wench going to stay up there all night?" She heard someone call from below. She thought she might have to answer back when
another did it for her.
"Why not? She knows that if she came down, what we'd do with her." The
laughing voice sniggered. Kat shuttered at the very thought. She then
raised her eyes back to the moon.
"See what I mean? Jack, these people aren't living by the code when it comes to me. To them, I'm better off as some sort of barn animal!" She clinched her teeth in anger. She then lightened up, remembering to remain
emotionless. It was much safer like that. "Mother and Father probably aren't too thrilled of the path you've taken me on. I bet the second you appeared they gave you an ear full that you won't forget. At least that's
how I imagine them to be from your stories." She bit her bottom lip, fighting off the impending tears. "The best thing I have right now is the knowledge that you are with them now and all of you will keep me safe from
harm. That, and if I ever got into a scuffle I know you will guide my sword to victory." She ran her hand across the handle of her sword that hung at her side. As a gentle wind blew a few stray hairs from her face, her eyes began to feel heavy. Below, the voices of the men were far away, almost like in another land. Fatigue was beginning to take over. Slowly, her eyes closed as her voice carried on the wind. "I love you Mum and Dad.
I love you Jack."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
She was once again in the distorted world that she had seen only once
before. The purple and blue colors dancing to an unseen melody as Kat surveyed the surroundings. She could feel the ship rocking under her feet, and smell the salty air as it blew past her. It appeared that she was the
only one on the ship. Yet, when did she come down from her post? She didn't remember climbing down to the decks. It was all so very confusing.
"Hello? Where is everyone?" She called as she walked towards the
captain's quarters. Once again, the walk seemed to take miles, of if a force had stretched the ship out to be the size of a town. She was about to reach forward to try and grab the door handle, when someone tapped her on the shoulder. Her body didn't move, but she whipped her head around to find the culprit. Her eyebrows lowered when she saw that no one was there.
Maybe she hadn't felt it at all. She turned her head back, and then jumped back as a man had sudden appeared out of no where in front of the doors. His long hair was in dreadlocks and littered with beads and what Kat thought was a stick. His beard was braided and his eyes were lined with kohl. His clothes were tattered, but otherwise in good shape. His smile revealed a few gold teeth. Kat didn't know what to think of this man. She
just pulled her sword on him. "Who are you? What do you want?" She called. The man just continued smiling. Then, without a bit of fear in his eyes, he grabbed Kat's sword with his bare hand and swept it from her
grip.
"No need for a fight love." He said with a shrug. Kat gasped and clapped
a hand over her own mouth when she heard his voice.
"Jack? Can it be?" She said, drawing closer to his. He raised his arms
to shoulder level and did a little swaggered spin.
"The one and only mate!" He exclaimed. Kat was speechless. He looked nothing like he did before he went overboard. She ran at him to give him a hug, but her hands plunged right into his chest. She quickly brought them
back in horror. He wasn't solid at all. He was like a shadow, a ghost
even.
"Jack, what has happened to you? I know you are dead, but you have changed in appearance." She asked, wondering how exactly he had taken her sword
away if she could not touch him.
"Me, dead? Highly impossible. Captain Jack Sparrow can't die by the hands of others love. It just can't be done." He said as he looked her sword
over.
"By the hands of others? William said that you died when you were swept
overboard." She said with a hint of confusion.
"Ye have been told lies. Are ye seeing me now? I may not look this way now, but I will. If I were dead, I would never change, what ye see now is
a change." He explained, handing the sword back to her.
"I don't understand." She said, shaking her head. Different emotions were
boiling inside of her, waiting for her to decide what to let out.
"Ye will understand soon enough." He said. Then, his smile dropped and his face went into a look of seriousness. "Heed my warning Little Sister.
Once the island is behind ye and the moonlight has taken ye, get out. Leave this ship for ye will be in great danger if ye stay. Do not bring anyone with ye. They have already been marked." He whispered, as if it
were a secret between the two.
"What? Jack, you are speaking in nonsense." She said. Suddenly, the door to the captain's quarters made a loud bang. Kat jumped about a foot off
the ground.
"I must leave ye. Never forget what ye have been told Katrina Sparrow. Ye'r life depends on it." Jack called as his body faded from sight. Kat
reached forward to grab him.
"No! Come back!" She yelled as the doors to the quarters burst open like a bomb had hit it. Splinters and pieces of wood went flying as Kat flew backwards. As the dust began to settle she could see eyes looking back at
her, but she couldn't get a good look. "Jack?" She called. The next moment, she wished she had never said anything. All of the crew men were staring at her, but instead of being like she knew them they were walking skeletons. Bits of clothing and hair clung to their bones as their wispy
snickered sounded. The next thing she heard was her own screams.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Kat awoke with a start to the cold night air. She was groggy, but aware of what was going on around her. She was still in the crow's nest where she had fallen asleep. All of that had been nothing but a dream turning into a horrible nightmare. She noticed that her face was colder than it should have been against the wind. When she brought her hand up and touched her cheek, she found that it was soaked with tears. Everything Jack had said in her dream was still playing in her ears. Was this a warning? Or was
her own grief so powerful that she had imagined such a scenario.
"What just happened?" She asked herself as she stood up. She couldn't have been sleeping for very long, for the night was still upon them. Her mind was just busy with thoughts as she tried to get a hold of what went on
inside her head. She rubbed her temple, trying to bring relief to her soaring mind. "This is too much." She whispered as she looked out to sea. Just then, she straightened up. It was hard to see, but she could vaguely
make out a line of land that was in the distance. She grabbed for her
spyglass, whipped it open and looked out. Sure enough, the moon was throwing off enough light for her to see an island just ahead. "Land Ho!" She called out. Below, she could hear the faint footsteps of other crew
members.
"Land Ho!" Another one yelled into the night. Kat watched as many of those who had gone to bed came rushing out of the cabins. The dark deck was cast in light as Barbossa emerged from his quarters. Kat just growled at his very appearance. She continued to watch the activity below. This had to be the island they were looking for, it just had to be. Yet, her
mind went back to her dream. She had been told that once they left the
island, she was to leave the ship. Could it be real?
"No, it couldn't. It was just a silly dream." She told herself. She pushed the ghostly advice to the back regions of her mind. They may have found what they were looking for, and she didn't want anything spoiling the moment. Not Barbossa, not the crew, not even her own thoughts as the ship
cut through the water towards it destination.
*What do you think? Could it be a little bit of foreshadowing? Sorry I haven't updated in a while. First, I had a broken computer. Then I had
finals. I am now all done with school, but I have a new job to worry
about. Don't worry; I'm going to continue writing. For anyone that
doesn't like the format... sorry but I can't help how the website puts things. It's so weird sometimes. Anyway, I'm going to let you guys go for
now. BYE BYE!*
"Ye are one of the crew, so ye will be staying with them as well." He sneered at her as the crew members chortled in the background. There were
things she could have said to him, many would have made most of the men
blush. Yet, she kept her mouth shut. She knew that one little problem
could get her thrown overboard, maybe worse. So she kept to the crow's
nest, only to come down for food and drink that William saved for her. That little place above them all became her new home. She didn't even mind sleeping in it at night. Anything to keep the prying eyes of those awful men away from her. On this particular night, she sat there looking at the stars. Under this blacken sky, she couldn't help but feel so small to the
world. A feeling she was growing more use to with every passing hour.
"We're still on course for that island you were looking for." She spoke to
the night sky. It gave her comfort that she could still speak to her
beloved brother, even though he could not speak back to her. "But that bloody whelp of a man Barbossa has more greed in his heart than you will ever know. It's that that I am blaming you for his actions, but you were
wrong to allow such a devil on this ship." She thought for a moment. "Take that back. That man is far to evil to be a devil. I don't know what
he is, but it's something the heavens couldn't have created." Her eyes followed along the stars until falling upon the half moon that lit up the
dark. To her, it was beautiful.
"Is that little wench going to stay up there all night?" She heard someone call from below. She thought she might have to answer back when
another did it for her.
"Why not? She knows that if she came down, what we'd do with her." The
laughing voice sniggered. Kat shuttered at the very thought. She then
raised her eyes back to the moon.
"See what I mean? Jack, these people aren't living by the code when it comes to me. To them, I'm better off as some sort of barn animal!" She clinched her teeth in anger. She then lightened up, remembering to remain
emotionless. It was much safer like that. "Mother and Father probably aren't too thrilled of the path you've taken me on. I bet the second you appeared they gave you an ear full that you won't forget. At least that's
how I imagine them to be from your stories." She bit her bottom lip, fighting off the impending tears. "The best thing I have right now is the knowledge that you are with them now and all of you will keep me safe from
harm. That, and if I ever got into a scuffle I know you will guide my sword to victory." She ran her hand across the handle of her sword that hung at her side. As a gentle wind blew a few stray hairs from her face, her eyes began to feel heavy. Below, the voices of the men were far away, almost like in another land. Fatigue was beginning to take over. Slowly, her eyes closed as her voice carried on the wind. "I love you Mum and Dad.
I love you Jack."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
She was once again in the distorted world that she had seen only once
before. The purple and blue colors dancing to an unseen melody as Kat surveyed the surroundings. She could feel the ship rocking under her feet, and smell the salty air as it blew past her. It appeared that she was the
only one on the ship. Yet, when did she come down from her post? She didn't remember climbing down to the decks. It was all so very confusing.
"Hello? Where is everyone?" She called as she walked towards the
captain's quarters. Once again, the walk seemed to take miles, of if a force had stretched the ship out to be the size of a town. She was about to reach forward to try and grab the door handle, when someone tapped her on the shoulder. Her body didn't move, but she whipped her head around to find the culprit. Her eyebrows lowered when she saw that no one was there.
Maybe she hadn't felt it at all. She turned her head back, and then jumped back as a man had sudden appeared out of no where in front of the doors. His long hair was in dreadlocks and littered with beads and what Kat thought was a stick. His beard was braided and his eyes were lined with kohl. His clothes were tattered, but otherwise in good shape. His smile revealed a few gold teeth. Kat didn't know what to think of this man. She
just pulled her sword on him. "Who are you? What do you want?" She called. The man just continued smiling. Then, without a bit of fear in his eyes, he grabbed Kat's sword with his bare hand and swept it from her
grip.
"No need for a fight love." He said with a shrug. Kat gasped and clapped
a hand over her own mouth when she heard his voice.
"Jack? Can it be?" She said, drawing closer to his. He raised his arms
to shoulder level and did a little swaggered spin.
"The one and only mate!" He exclaimed. Kat was speechless. He looked nothing like he did before he went overboard. She ran at him to give him a hug, but her hands plunged right into his chest. She quickly brought them
back in horror. He wasn't solid at all. He was like a shadow, a ghost
even.
"Jack, what has happened to you? I know you are dead, but you have changed in appearance." She asked, wondering how exactly he had taken her sword
away if she could not touch him.
"Me, dead? Highly impossible. Captain Jack Sparrow can't die by the hands of others love. It just can't be done." He said as he looked her sword
over.
"By the hands of others? William said that you died when you were swept
overboard." She said with a hint of confusion.
"Ye have been told lies. Are ye seeing me now? I may not look this way now, but I will. If I were dead, I would never change, what ye see now is
a change." He explained, handing the sword back to her.
"I don't understand." She said, shaking her head. Different emotions were
boiling inside of her, waiting for her to decide what to let out.
"Ye will understand soon enough." He said. Then, his smile dropped and his face went into a look of seriousness. "Heed my warning Little Sister.
Once the island is behind ye and the moonlight has taken ye, get out. Leave this ship for ye will be in great danger if ye stay. Do not bring anyone with ye. They have already been marked." He whispered, as if it
were a secret between the two.
"What? Jack, you are speaking in nonsense." She said. Suddenly, the door to the captain's quarters made a loud bang. Kat jumped about a foot off
the ground.
"I must leave ye. Never forget what ye have been told Katrina Sparrow. Ye'r life depends on it." Jack called as his body faded from sight. Kat
reached forward to grab him.
"No! Come back!" She yelled as the doors to the quarters burst open like a bomb had hit it. Splinters and pieces of wood went flying as Kat flew backwards. As the dust began to settle she could see eyes looking back at
her, but she couldn't get a good look. "Jack?" She called. The next moment, she wished she had never said anything. All of the crew men were staring at her, but instead of being like she knew them they were walking skeletons. Bits of clothing and hair clung to their bones as their wispy
snickered sounded. The next thing she heard was her own screams.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Kat awoke with a start to the cold night air. She was groggy, but aware of what was going on around her. She was still in the crow's nest where she had fallen asleep. All of that had been nothing but a dream turning into a horrible nightmare. She noticed that her face was colder than it should have been against the wind. When she brought her hand up and touched her cheek, she found that it was soaked with tears. Everything Jack had said in her dream was still playing in her ears. Was this a warning? Or was
her own grief so powerful that she had imagined such a scenario.
"What just happened?" She asked herself as she stood up. She couldn't have been sleeping for very long, for the night was still upon them. Her mind was just busy with thoughts as she tried to get a hold of what went on
inside her head. She rubbed her temple, trying to bring relief to her soaring mind. "This is too much." She whispered as she looked out to sea. Just then, she straightened up. It was hard to see, but she could vaguely
make out a line of land that was in the distance. She grabbed for her
spyglass, whipped it open and looked out. Sure enough, the moon was throwing off enough light for her to see an island just ahead. "Land Ho!" She called out. Below, she could hear the faint footsteps of other crew
members.
"Land Ho!" Another one yelled into the night. Kat watched as many of those who had gone to bed came rushing out of the cabins. The dark deck was cast in light as Barbossa emerged from his quarters. Kat just growled at his very appearance. She continued to watch the activity below. This had to be the island they were looking for, it just had to be. Yet, her
mind went back to her dream. She had been told that once they left the
island, she was to leave the ship. Could it be real?
"No, it couldn't. It was just a silly dream." She told herself. She pushed the ghostly advice to the back regions of her mind. They may have found what they were looking for, and she didn't want anything spoiling the moment. Not Barbossa, not the crew, not even her own thoughts as the ship
cut through the water towards it destination.
*What do you think? Could it be a little bit of foreshadowing? Sorry I haven't updated in a while. First, I had a broken computer. Then I had
finals. I am now all done with school, but I have a new job to worry
about. Don't worry; I'm going to continue writing. For anyone that
doesn't like the format... sorry but I can't help how the website puts things. It's so weird sometimes. Anyway, I'm going to let you guys go for
now. BYE BYE!*