As the ship drew nearer to the island, it began to take on a more haunting,
intimidating look. Kat could feel a cold shiver rush through her body.
Something was telling her that this wasn't right. That there was certain
danger ahead. Still, there was nothing she could do but remain at her post
as the moonlit island filled her sight. Below her were the noises of a
crew getting the smaller boats ready for departure. Most didn't even look
up at her as she watched them. She couldn't help but wonder if a few of
them had forgotten that she even existed or thought it was beneath them to
acknowledge her. She wouldn't have been surprised either way.
"Wonderful. They're probably not even going to let me go with them." She shook her head and rolled her eyes the same time. Suddenly, a loud screech
came from behind her. She let out a yelp as she jumped a foot off the crows nest's planks. She spun around, grabbing her sword and presenting it in battle. She was shocked when all she saw was a little black and white monkey sitting there. She had never seen a creature like him before, let
alone wearing clothing and bearing what she thought was a smile. She replaced her sword and came in for a better look. "Hello there. Where did you come from?" She asked it. She felt a spot of stupidity as she almost expected it to answer in a human tongue. Instead it presented her with a
piece of parchment, Kat recognizing it as a part of her diary. She promptly took it from its tiny hand. "Thank you." She said as it began to
make its way down the ropes to return to the deck. Kat then turned her
attention to the note. She did not know whose hand writing it was, but
read Williams nickname at the bottom.
"Katrina, the captain is wanting you for exploration purposes. He orders you to come down at once." Williams voice rang in her head. She paused,
seething at the thought of her name coming out of Barbossa's mouth as William wrote this. "I don't know what he'll be needing you for, but its best you watch your back. After what happened before, you are never safe. Bootstrap." Kat had to read the last part of the note again. It sounded
so much like her dream that it was creepy. She crumpled the note and
placed it into her side bag, the only effect she had gotten out of the
captains quarters. She looked up and saw that the island was now close enough to see the texture of the rocks. To an unskilled eye it would seem
that it was easy sailing, but Kat knew better. Places like this were
filled with underwater jagged rocks that would pierce the bottom of the ship like a knife into a tomato. It would be a miracle if the Black Pearl
got through this without a few damages.
"Well, I better go see what that worm of a man wants." She said to herself as she climbed out of the crows nest. She felt her way along the dark mast as she made her way down. The scraping and the conversations became louder as she swung out on one final rope. She let go of it, dropping in to the deck and landing on her feet as graceful as a feline. Men pushed past her as she straightened up and looked forward. She had landed right in front
of Captain Barbossa.
"Evening Sparrow. I see my little pet has delivered my request." He said showing every one of his disgusting, uneven teeth. Kat's eyes found the
monkey sitting on Barbossa's shoulder.
"A mangy, sickness ridden, ball of fur and teeth? Very fitting for you." She said with her usual biting wit. Only this time, Barbossa's hand shot out, grabbing her around the throat and cutting off half of her air supply.
The pain was great as his fingers tightened and he began to lift upward.
She had doubted his strength before, but now she knew she had been
mistaken. Her toes barely touched the ground as she choked under the
pressure.
"Ye better lose ye'r bitterness Sparrow." He spat at her. She tried reaching for his hand to pry his fingers away, but her arms had become numb from lack of air. "Ye should know that ye'r only kept around as a watcher
and a toy for the men. Everything else is grounds for keelhauling. Ye don't want to happen to ye what happened to the other Sparrow." He said, bringing his face about an inch from her reddening one. Just as she felt she was going to black out he released her, pushing backwards as he did. She went crashing into a coil of ropes, her lungs happily gulping the new oxygen it burned for. She coughed heavily as the pain in her neck started to subside. She felt the places where his fingers had been, wincing at how raw it felt. She knew that there would be marks for days in those spots. No one that had seen the incident made an effort to help her. They just worked around her, snickering as they did. Carefully, after she regained her breath, she picked herself up off of the ropes. Her neck burned as she got to get feet. Barbossa was no longer standing in front of her, so she walked over to the doors of the quarters. In the reflection of the windows she could see long bruises where his fingers had been. She knew that they would be there for a while with how deep purple they were. When she turned back, she could see Barbossa talking to Bo' sun. She couldn't tell what they were saying, but got a good idea when Barbossa pointed at her. The
next minute, Bo' sun was stomping toward her with a length of rope. He
grabbed her roughly by the shoulder and thrust her right arm behind her
back.
"Hey! What do you think you are doing?" She shouted over the noisy ship. Either he hadn't heard her, or he wasn't listening because he began to tie
her hands without an answer. "What is the meaning of this?" She said again. Once again, Bo' sun continued his work. When he was finished he
had just enough rope to lead the girl around like a dog on a leash. He gave it a hard yank and Kat was forced to walk backwards. She struggled against her bindings, but they were far too tight for any movement. When
she looked behind her, she saw Bo' sun handing the rope off to Captain Barbossa. "Why have I been bound?" Kat yelled at the captain. Before she
knew what happened, Bo' sun swung his arm and backhanded her across the
face. Kat had been so surprised that she saw a few stars after it
happened.
"You will speak when spoken to!" He barked. At this point, Kat was no longer afraid of this man. She wanted to hurt him more than anything else.
On her cheek, she could feel a slight stinging sensation followed by the wet drip of blood running down her face. She guessed that at this point she probably looked similar to the men she had seen after a tavern fight in
Tortuga.
"Now now, I believe that is a fair question." Barbossa said, pushing aside
the larger man. Bo' sun backed off.
"What is going on here?" She growled. Her eyes locked onto Barbossa's. She didn't want to give him that satisfaction that he had defeated her in
anyway.
"Ye, Sparrow, are going to be the bait. Legend has it that there are many a trick inside the caves of Isle De Muerta. They have been placed to kill
those who dare enter and salvage the treasures within. If ye do not return, we know that ye have tripping a trap and are dead." He explained in a low voice. He then looked up at the crew that had surrounded them. "One mustn't get their hopes up." He sneered. The rest of the crew found
that too be funny as a chorus of dry chuckles floated up. Barbossa
returned his attention to Kat.
"And if I do return?" She asked. Barbossa's face didn't change.
"No matter what, the Sparrow bloodline ends with Katrina." He hissed. Kat's eyebrows immediately went up. She knew exactly what that meant. If
she did come back, they were going to kill her. They were going to go against the code and murder her for nothing. Barbossa looked up at someone behind her. "Clean this one up! I don't want it gettin' any blood on my boats." He ordered. Kat closed her eyes and lowered her head to her chin. It was the first time that she didn't know what to do. She couldn't reach her sword, nor call for help. A sense of hopelessness flowed through her. Just then, she felt a hand on her shoulder, guiding her toward the side of the ship. She opened her eyes to see William. His face what like stone
and the usual shine in his eyes was gone.
"Bootstrap, please untie me. I can't fight with my hands bound." She pleaded. He didn't look at her. He just led her to the stairs and they started down to the brig area. He took her into where the crew slept and grabbed some old rags from a corner. He then sat her down and looked over
her injuries.
"These should heal quickly. They aren't that deep." He said as he dipped a rag in water and began to wash the blood off her cheek. She watched him
attentively as he did, the water soothing the cut.
"William, I know you won't let them kill me. I can feel it." She said. William didn't stop what he was doing. He just picked up another rag and
wrapped it loosely around her neck.
"This should keep you from hurting yourself anymore." He said softly. It
took a moment to have what he said sink in.
"Hold on. You aren't going to let them kill me. Why else would you be worried about me being hurt?" She said, he eyes lighting up. William put
the rag down and looked from side to side as if someone where to be
listening.
"I would never allow you to be murdered." He whispered. Then, before Kat could say anything else, he took her by the arm and began to led her back up to the deck. Most of the men had already gotten into the boats and were waiting down below. The only one left was the one containing the captain and a few others. William helped Kat into the boat where a crew member she knew as Kohler took the rope and forced her into a seat. William jumped down after her and took his place at the oar. Slowly, the boat was lowered into the sea by the select few that were to stay with the ship. The splash
down was minimal and they started on their way toward the mouth of the cave. Kat found that her balance was a little uneven with her hands tied
as the boat rocked in the waves. In the dim moonlight and the fiery
torches the lit the way, she could see a familiar crew member on board.
"Raghetti?" She whispered. She looked up at Barbossa to see if he heard her, but his back was too her. She shifted back to Raghetti, but he had
not reacted to her call. "Raghetti, I know you heard me." She hissed. For a split second his good eye turned on her, but went back to looking out to sea. Then, keeping one eye on the captain, she leaned in closer to him. "Never forget who gave you your eye. You are in my debt." The emotion on his face never changed as she spoke to him. She hoped dearly that he had
heard every word.
"When ye want to throw 'his one off Cap'n?" One of the men said. Kat
didn't know his name.
"When I say so." He growled back. He rolled his eyes at the stupidity that the crew member had shown. Jack may have thought this was the best crew, but Barbossa thought they were a bunch of bumbling idiots that would
probably get themselves hanged more than anything. Darkness started to
envelope them as the cave blocked the moonlight. The torches gave
everything a more eerie feeling.
"We've run up on land sir!" an echo of Bo' suns voice called to them. Kat looked over the side of the boat to see the sand was coming closer to them. She was sent flying forward as it hit land. She would have hit the bottom of the boat with her face, hadn't William caught her just in time. Before she could thank him, Barbossa grabbed her by the sleeve of her shirt and
pulled her to her feet.
"This is where ye get off. Don't come back unless you've found riches." He said as he pushed her off of the boat. The wet sand slopped as she hit. She turned back to see them all staring at her with guns drawn. She knew that if she didn't get moving, they would kill her right there. She began to walk into the dark cave, still bound and angry as anything. As soon as she knew she was far enough away for them to hear, she let out a groan of
frustration.
"Haven't these barbarians ever heard of being kind to a lady? Bloody pirates, once I get out of these ropes I'll show them a thing or two. No one treats Kat Sparrow like a rat and gets away with it." She complained as she continued on. She could hear water dripping in the distance, and since she couldn't see very well in the dark she started to go towards it. "I have to get away from these people. I know I shouldn't leave them the Pearl, but what choice do I have? It maybe mine now that Jack is gone, but I value my life more than metal and wood." Suddenly, she glanced up and saw what she thought was a glint of light up ahead. No longer worried that she was going to be doomed by a booby trap, she began to run to it. She
hated to be in the dark alone, so this little bit of light was her salvation. She skidded to a stop when she reached the entrance, and nearly
stopped breathing. "Whoa!" she gasped. She had never seen so many
treasures in her entire life. The entire cavern was filled with gold,
silver, and jewels. All of them sparked in the moonlight that leaked through holes in the top of the opening. As she stood there ogling at her
find, a voice came to her mind.
"Someday, we will be rich enough to by almost royalty." Jack had told her
this once when she was ten. She shook her head in amazement.
"You weren't joking my brother." She said absent mindedly as she walked into the open area. She didn't even know where to begin. It was all so overwhelming to her. It even made her forget the cut on her cheek and the
fact that her hands were still tied behind her back. Then, she saw something out of the corner of her eye. She turned and stopped in awe of what she had found. It was the biggest chest of gold that she had ever had the honor of seeing. It was illuminated by the light from the top of the cave, it's gold shine brilliantly amongst the others. She couldn't figure
out what the markings were, but she didn't care. She stepped up on the rocks, wanting to see what was inside. Much to her dismay, there was a lid on it. There was no way that she could get it off without her hands. She
stood there for a minute, thinking of what she could do.
"Pull them under your feet." Her conscience told her. She felt so stupid for not thinking of that before. Slowly, she began to drop her hands down her legs. She only needed to go far enough to step backwards between them and bring her hands in front of her. She took a step backward to finish the job, but got caught on herself and went falling backwards into a pool
of water. She cursed loud enough that she was sure that the crew could have heard her. It seemed whenever Sparrows wanted to be graceful, they landed flat on their behinds. At least she now had her hands in front of her. Quickly, she climbed back up to the huge chest. She then grabbed a
corner of the lid and began to push as hard as she could. She never imagined that it would be so heavy. As the lid moved, she noticed that the moonlight was now gone, leaving the room in a dim light. She guessed that
some clouds had moved in, but she didn't much care at this point.
"Come now!" She grunted as the lid finally moved enough for her to see
what was inside. Her eyes grew to the size of teacups when she saw the hundreds of coins that were in it. "Wow!" she said in awe as she reached
in a plucked one from the top. As she did, a curious feeling pushed through her body. She hadn't felt something like that before. Suddenly
the room didn't feel as cold and the stinging in her cheek and neck disappeared. Yet, she assumed it was because of her sheer joy of finding
such a place existed. She returned her attention to the coin. Its beautiful gold shined like a star in her palm. She brought it closer to her eye and examined its skull marking. It certainly would fetch quite a bit once they reached the mainland but she knew that if they knew she had it, she would never be allowed to keep it. That's when she got a glint in
her eye. No one had to know that she had it. She took the coin and slipped it into her boot, sure that no one would think that she could take
anything. They were too stupid to ever think that. Then, she used the same method she used to bring her hands forward to replace them. Her final task was to close the chest, hiding the evidence of her thievery. With her hands behind her back once more, she resorted to using a sharp kick to get it closed. After another tumble backwards off of the hill of gold, she ran
out of the room.
We all probably can predict what is going on with her, can't we? She's just lucky that Barbossa didn't strangle her. Don't worry, she won't be
dying anytime soon as long as I can help it. Also, the tie in with the movie is coming real soon. Just don't be mad if some of the movie has been
changed to fit the story. After all, this is coming out of my brain. (Ew.) Anywho, please R and R and please be nice! I like it when people
are nice!
"Wonderful. They're probably not even going to let me go with them." She shook her head and rolled her eyes the same time. Suddenly, a loud screech
came from behind her. She let out a yelp as she jumped a foot off the crows nest's planks. She spun around, grabbing her sword and presenting it in battle. She was shocked when all she saw was a little black and white monkey sitting there. She had never seen a creature like him before, let
alone wearing clothing and bearing what she thought was a smile. She replaced her sword and came in for a better look. "Hello there. Where did you come from?" She asked it. She felt a spot of stupidity as she almost expected it to answer in a human tongue. Instead it presented her with a
piece of parchment, Kat recognizing it as a part of her diary. She promptly took it from its tiny hand. "Thank you." She said as it began to
make its way down the ropes to return to the deck. Kat then turned her
attention to the note. She did not know whose hand writing it was, but
read Williams nickname at the bottom.
"Katrina, the captain is wanting you for exploration purposes. He orders you to come down at once." Williams voice rang in her head. She paused,
seething at the thought of her name coming out of Barbossa's mouth as William wrote this. "I don't know what he'll be needing you for, but its best you watch your back. After what happened before, you are never safe. Bootstrap." Kat had to read the last part of the note again. It sounded
so much like her dream that it was creepy. She crumpled the note and
placed it into her side bag, the only effect she had gotten out of the
captains quarters. She looked up and saw that the island was now close enough to see the texture of the rocks. To an unskilled eye it would seem
that it was easy sailing, but Kat knew better. Places like this were
filled with underwater jagged rocks that would pierce the bottom of the ship like a knife into a tomato. It would be a miracle if the Black Pearl
got through this without a few damages.
"Well, I better go see what that worm of a man wants." She said to herself as she climbed out of the crows nest. She felt her way along the dark mast as she made her way down. The scraping and the conversations became louder as she swung out on one final rope. She let go of it, dropping in to the deck and landing on her feet as graceful as a feline. Men pushed past her as she straightened up and looked forward. She had landed right in front
of Captain Barbossa.
"Evening Sparrow. I see my little pet has delivered my request." He said showing every one of his disgusting, uneven teeth. Kat's eyes found the
monkey sitting on Barbossa's shoulder.
"A mangy, sickness ridden, ball of fur and teeth? Very fitting for you." She said with her usual biting wit. Only this time, Barbossa's hand shot out, grabbing her around the throat and cutting off half of her air supply.
The pain was great as his fingers tightened and he began to lift upward.
She had doubted his strength before, but now she knew she had been
mistaken. Her toes barely touched the ground as she choked under the
pressure.
"Ye better lose ye'r bitterness Sparrow." He spat at her. She tried reaching for his hand to pry his fingers away, but her arms had become numb from lack of air. "Ye should know that ye'r only kept around as a watcher
and a toy for the men. Everything else is grounds for keelhauling. Ye don't want to happen to ye what happened to the other Sparrow." He said, bringing his face about an inch from her reddening one. Just as she felt she was going to black out he released her, pushing backwards as he did. She went crashing into a coil of ropes, her lungs happily gulping the new oxygen it burned for. She coughed heavily as the pain in her neck started to subside. She felt the places where his fingers had been, wincing at how raw it felt. She knew that there would be marks for days in those spots. No one that had seen the incident made an effort to help her. They just worked around her, snickering as they did. Carefully, after she regained her breath, she picked herself up off of the ropes. Her neck burned as she got to get feet. Barbossa was no longer standing in front of her, so she walked over to the doors of the quarters. In the reflection of the windows she could see long bruises where his fingers had been. She knew that they would be there for a while with how deep purple they were. When she turned back, she could see Barbossa talking to Bo' sun. She couldn't tell what they were saying, but got a good idea when Barbossa pointed at her. The
next minute, Bo' sun was stomping toward her with a length of rope. He
grabbed her roughly by the shoulder and thrust her right arm behind her
back.
"Hey! What do you think you are doing?" She shouted over the noisy ship. Either he hadn't heard her, or he wasn't listening because he began to tie
her hands without an answer. "What is the meaning of this?" She said again. Once again, Bo' sun continued his work. When he was finished he
had just enough rope to lead the girl around like a dog on a leash. He gave it a hard yank and Kat was forced to walk backwards. She struggled against her bindings, but they were far too tight for any movement. When
she looked behind her, she saw Bo' sun handing the rope off to Captain Barbossa. "Why have I been bound?" Kat yelled at the captain. Before she
knew what happened, Bo' sun swung his arm and backhanded her across the
face. Kat had been so surprised that she saw a few stars after it
happened.
"You will speak when spoken to!" He barked. At this point, Kat was no longer afraid of this man. She wanted to hurt him more than anything else.
On her cheek, she could feel a slight stinging sensation followed by the wet drip of blood running down her face. She guessed that at this point she probably looked similar to the men she had seen after a tavern fight in
Tortuga.
"Now now, I believe that is a fair question." Barbossa said, pushing aside
the larger man. Bo' sun backed off.
"What is going on here?" She growled. Her eyes locked onto Barbossa's. She didn't want to give him that satisfaction that he had defeated her in
anyway.
"Ye, Sparrow, are going to be the bait. Legend has it that there are many a trick inside the caves of Isle De Muerta. They have been placed to kill
those who dare enter and salvage the treasures within. If ye do not return, we know that ye have tripping a trap and are dead." He explained in a low voice. He then looked up at the crew that had surrounded them. "One mustn't get their hopes up." He sneered. The rest of the crew found
that too be funny as a chorus of dry chuckles floated up. Barbossa
returned his attention to Kat.
"And if I do return?" She asked. Barbossa's face didn't change.
"No matter what, the Sparrow bloodline ends with Katrina." He hissed. Kat's eyebrows immediately went up. She knew exactly what that meant. If
she did come back, they were going to kill her. They were going to go against the code and murder her for nothing. Barbossa looked up at someone behind her. "Clean this one up! I don't want it gettin' any blood on my boats." He ordered. Kat closed her eyes and lowered her head to her chin. It was the first time that she didn't know what to do. She couldn't reach her sword, nor call for help. A sense of hopelessness flowed through her. Just then, she felt a hand on her shoulder, guiding her toward the side of the ship. She opened her eyes to see William. His face what like stone
and the usual shine in his eyes was gone.
"Bootstrap, please untie me. I can't fight with my hands bound." She pleaded. He didn't look at her. He just led her to the stairs and they started down to the brig area. He took her into where the crew slept and grabbed some old rags from a corner. He then sat her down and looked over
her injuries.
"These should heal quickly. They aren't that deep." He said as he dipped a rag in water and began to wash the blood off her cheek. She watched him
attentively as he did, the water soothing the cut.
"William, I know you won't let them kill me. I can feel it." She said. William didn't stop what he was doing. He just picked up another rag and
wrapped it loosely around her neck.
"This should keep you from hurting yourself anymore." He said softly. It
took a moment to have what he said sink in.
"Hold on. You aren't going to let them kill me. Why else would you be worried about me being hurt?" She said, he eyes lighting up. William put
the rag down and looked from side to side as if someone where to be
listening.
"I would never allow you to be murdered." He whispered. Then, before Kat could say anything else, he took her by the arm and began to led her back up to the deck. Most of the men had already gotten into the boats and were waiting down below. The only one left was the one containing the captain and a few others. William helped Kat into the boat where a crew member she knew as Kohler took the rope and forced her into a seat. William jumped down after her and took his place at the oar. Slowly, the boat was lowered into the sea by the select few that were to stay with the ship. The splash
down was minimal and they started on their way toward the mouth of the cave. Kat found that her balance was a little uneven with her hands tied
as the boat rocked in the waves. In the dim moonlight and the fiery
torches the lit the way, she could see a familiar crew member on board.
"Raghetti?" She whispered. She looked up at Barbossa to see if he heard her, but his back was too her. She shifted back to Raghetti, but he had
not reacted to her call. "Raghetti, I know you heard me." She hissed. For a split second his good eye turned on her, but went back to looking out to sea. Then, keeping one eye on the captain, she leaned in closer to him. "Never forget who gave you your eye. You are in my debt." The emotion on his face never changed as she spoke to him. She hoped dearly that he had
heard every word.
"When ye want to throw 'his one off Cap'n?" One of the men said. Kat
didn't know his name.
"When I say so." He growled back. He rolled his eyes at the stupidity that the crew member had shown. Jack may have thought this was the best crew, but Barbossa thought they were a bunch of bumbling idiots that would
probably get themselves hanged more than anything. Darkness started to
envelope them as the cave blocked the moonlight. The torches gave
everything a more eerie feeling.
"We've run up on land sir!" an echo of Bo' suns voice called to them. Kat looked over the side of the boat to see the sand was coming closer to them. She was sent flying forward as it hit land. She would have hit the bottom of the boat with her face, hadn't William caught her just in time. Before she could thank him, Barbossa grabbed her by the sleeve of her shirt and
pulled her to her feet.
"This is where ye get off. Don't come back unless you've found riches." He said as he pushed her off of the boat. The wet sand slopped as she hit. She turned back to see them all staring at her with guns drawn. She knew that if she didn't get moving, they would kill her right there. She began to walk into the dark cave, still bound and angry as anything. As soon as she knew she was far enough away for them to hear, she let out a groan of
frustration.
"Haven't these barbarians ever heard of being kind to a lady? Bloody pirates, once I get out of these ropes I'll show them a thing or two. No one treats Kat Sparrow like a rat and gets away with it." She complained as she continued on. She could hear water dripping in the distance, and since she couldn't see very well in the dark she started to go towards it. "I have to get away from these people. I know I shouldn't leave them the Pearl, but what choice do I have? It maybe mine now that Jack is gone, but I value my life more than metal and wood." Suddenly, she glanced up and saw what she thought was a glint of light up ahead. No longer worried that she was going to be doomed by a booby trap, she began to run to it. She
hated to be in the dark alone, so this little bit of light was her salvation. She skidded to a stop when she reached the entrance, and nearly
stopped breathing. "Whoa!" she gasped. She had never seen so many
treasures in her entire life. The entire cavern was filled with gold,
silver, and jewels. All of them sparked in the moonlight that leaked through holes in the top of the opening. As she stood there ogling at her
find, a voice came to her mind.
"Someday, we will be rich enough to by almost royalty." Jack had told her
this once when she was ten. She shook her head in amazement.
"You weren't joking my brother." She said absent mindedly as she walked into the open area. She didn't even know where to begin. It was all so overwhelming to her. It even made her forget the cut on her cheek and the
fact that her hands were still tied behind her back. Then, she saw something out of the corner of her eye. She turned and stopped in awe of what she had found. It was the biggest chest of gold that she had ever had the honor of seeing. It was illuminated by the light from the top of the cave, it's gold shine brilliantly amongst the others. She couldn't figure
out what the markings were, but she didn't care. She stepped up on the rocks, wanting to see what was inside. Much to her dismay, there was a lid on it. There was no way that she could get it off without her hands. She
stood there for a minute, thinking of what she could do.
"Pull them under your feet." Her conscience told her. She felt so stupid for not thinking of that before. Slowly, she began to drop her hands down her legs. She only needed to go far enough to step backwards between them and bring her hands in front of her. She took a step backward to finish the job, but got caught on herself and went falling backwards into a pool
of water. She cursed loud enough that she was sure that the crew could have heard her. It seemed whenever Sparrows wanted to be graceful, they landed flat on their behinds. At least she now had her hands in front of her. Quickly, she climbed back up to the huge chest. She then grabbed a
corner of the lid and began to push as hard as she could. She never imagined that it would be so heavy. As the lid moved, she noticed that the moonlight was now gone, leaving the room in a dim light. She guessed that
some clouds had moved in, but she didn't much care at this point.
"Come now!" She grunted as the lid finally moved enough for her to see
what was inside. Her eyes grew to the size of teacups when she saw the hundreds of coins that were in it. "Wow!" she said in awe as she reached
in a plucked one from the top. As she did, a curious feeling pushed through her body. She hadn't felt something like that before. Suddenly
the room didn't feel as cold and the stinging in her cheek and neck disappeared. Yet, she assumed it was because of her sheer joy of finding
such a place existed. She returned her attention to the coin. Its beautiful gold shined like a star in her palm. She brought it closer to her eye and examined its skull marking. It certainly would fetch quite a bit once they reached the mainland but she knew that if they knew she had it, she would never be allowed to keep it. That's when she got a glint in
her eye. No one had to know that she had it. She took the coin and slipped it into her boot, sure that no one would think that she could take
anything. They were too stupid to ever think that. Then, she used the same method she used to bring her hands forward to replace them. Her final task was to close the chest, hiding the evidence of her thievery. With her hands behind her back once more, she resorted to using a sharp kick to get it closed. After another tumble backwards off of the hill of gold, she ran
out of the room.
We all probably can predict what is going on with her, can't we? She's just lucky that Barbossa didn't strangle her. Don't worry, she won't be
dying anytime soon as long as I can help it. Also, the tie in with the movie is coming real soon. Just don't be mad if some of the movie has been
changed to fit the story. After all, this is coming out of my brain. (Ew.) Anywho, please R and R and please be nice! I like it when people
are nice!