Sleep never came to her that night. Her body no longer craved it, and
either way the men on the deck above were far too loud to allow her a
moments rest. She just sat there in her darkened cell, thinking about what
she now knew. She wished that the clouds hadn't covered the moon for it
was unnerving to sit in such blackness. With her back against the wood of
the ship and her arms wrapped tightly around her knees, she pondered what
was to happen next in her life.
"If that first dream was true, then the second one has to hold some merit."
She said to herself, staring straight ahead. Across the way, she heard
the breaking of glass. She scowled in disgust, but chose to ignore it. "Once the island is behind you and the moonlight has taken you, get out. What does that mean?" She said, ripping off her bandana in frustration. Her blonde hair hit her in the face, but she didn't much care. Suddenly, she heard footsteps coming her way. In an instant, she was on her feet and her hand was on her sword. No matter who it was, she was ready for battle. She let out a growl when she saw Williams face. "What do you want?" Her
anger bit into her voice. She then looked down at his hands. He was
holding something out to her. It was the box he had stolen from the
cavern.
"I wanted you to see something." He said with no emotion as he opened the box. Kat came close to him to get a better look. Inside the box was her diary, neatly placed on top of a dark blue gown and a lighter blue cape.
She looked back up at him with a shocked look in her eyes.
"Where did you get all of this?" She asked, reaching her hand out to take
her diary.
"You have Raghetti to thank for the parchment book. He stole it from the quarters just now when the captain wasn't looking. Say something about you being repaid." He explained. Kat flipped through the pages of her diary, finding that a few blank pages had been ripped out. Otherwise, it was in good condition. It was doubtful that any of her enemies knew what was in
it, seeing that most of them lacked the knowledge to read.
"And the gown?" She continued, motioning with her head. William closed
the box with a sharp snap.
"Thought it was full of valuables, but imagine my surprise to find women's
clothing. Since you are the only woman here, I guessed it should go to
you." He said, placing the box under his arm. There was a minute of awkwardness as neither of them knew what to say next. Of course Kat hadn't forgiven him for what he had done, but this gesture was the kindest thing
that had happened to her through this all. Yet, a dress and a diary
weren't going to bring back what mattered most to her.
"William, you should hide that box. If the others found it, we'll both be in more trouble than I can imagine." She suggested, still looking through
her precious diary. William nodded and proceeded to a couple of empty
barrels next to the cell. He lifted the top off of one and carefully
placed the box inside, replacing the lid when finished.
"Kat, I know it doesn't change anything. If I could find away to reverse it believe me I would, but you have to understand. I was looking at the fatal end of pistol the day of the marooning. They told me that if I did not go along with it, I would never see my family again. They may not know that I have a son back home, but it got to me none the less. Please Kat, the last thing I wanted to do was hurt a friend." He said somberly. Kat
felt an overwhelming sense of guilt.
"I don't hate you. If I were trapped in that situation, I probably would have done the same. I too must except that Jack isn't going to come back but my life is going to continue." She said, placing her diary into a coat
pocket. William shook his head.
"Look at you. You're only 17 and still you are smarter, more excepting than any of these experienced men. I never dreamed it possible." He said as he turned to leave. Right when he uttered the word dream, Kat perked
up.
"Bootstrap, hold on!" She called after him. He stopped and turned back.
"What?" He asked, keeping one eye on the stairs.
"I have to tell you something." She answered. She told him every detail about the two dreams she had had in the nights before. Even the part where Jack has told her to leave the ship and bring no one else with her. When she was finished, William just looked at her with an odd look on his face.
"And your dream claims that Captain Sparrow is still alive?" He asked with a bit of confusion. Kat nodded her response. "Either you were up in that
crows nest too long and were going mad from the heat, or you have a
warning."
"But I'm going to listen to it. You have to help me escape from this
place." She said, leaning against the bars.
"That's easier said than done." He commented, pacing from one side to
another. Just then, his eyes lit up. "Barbossa mentioned that we are
making port back in Rochester, a village much like Tortuga. Something about making business deals with a few foreigners there." He said. Kat
felt excitement.
"Really? What a stroke of luck! If anything, you could request to be left behind to guard the ship. Then, when everyone else has gone you can get me
out of here." She said her sense of hope resurfacing. Sure, the plan didn't exactly sound complicated but Kat knew that things never seem to go the way she thought they would. It was all in the air now. Kat was going to escape from her prison, even if it meant giving up everything she and
her brother had worked for in their lives.
Sunrise brought a piercing sun back upon the seas as The Black Pearl
ventured onward toward land. The village of Rochester loomed in the
distance as the crew began to prepare for port. All of them were still fueled by the thought of spending their riches on whatever hit their fancy.
Many of them wanted objects, others wanted women. No matter what any of them were contemplating, the 882 coins that they knew of were going to be spent. In their anticipation for the coming future, none of them knew what was happening just below deck. As Kat sat in her cell, worried thoughts
danced in her head. There were so many different aspects that could go wrong with this. Someone could end up losing their life. In her case and
with her track record, most likely it was going to be the one she cared about. Still, she tried to remain calm and collected as the ship lurched
on.
"I must be a lunatic for thinking this may actually work." She thought to herself as she listened to the footsteps. Soon, the ship gave one final hop forward before coming to a rocking halt. They had reached the docks of
the pirate village. Kat had never personally been there, but had heard stories about how it was even rougher than her visits to Tortuga. Above,
she could hear the men disembarking the ship for their greed to be let loose upon the land. Her plan was starting. She waited until there were only a few footsteps left until she stood up and looked toward the stairs.
"Secure the anchor! I don't want this ship leaving before we do." She heard Barbossa bark at someone. She chuckled slyly to herself. He had no idea that she was already outsmarting him. He probably didn't even know
that she had found out the truth of Jacks defeat.
"Yes you slimy toad. You go have your fun. I maybe leaving, but I will come back for what is rightfully mine in the end." She hissed to no one. The Black Pearl was indeed rightfully hers and giving it to such a rat of a
man hurt her from inside. Yet, she really didn't see any other option. After she heard him say his words, all she could hear was a single pair of
footsteps. She prayed that it was the only person that would help her. Her prayers were answer when she heard heavy thumps coming down the stairs
and saw Williams face in the sunlight.
"Thought he'd never leave." He said as he grabbed the keys from the farthest wall. Kat couldn't hold back a smile as he unlocked the door and
swung it open.
"Let's go! We haven't much time!" She said reaching for his arm, but
William just held her back.
"Wait. That little fur ball pet he has is still on the ship." He said.
Kat just shrugged.
"So?" She asked, anxious to get out of there.
"So, that thing is trained to go to Barbossa when it sees a problem. When
it sees you on deck, it's more than likely to scurry off and alert him putting both of us in danger of discovery. You have to hide somehow." He explained. Kat cursed under her breath and quickly began to think of a new route to take in this escape. Suddenly, she remembered the empty barrel from the night before. She brushed past William and yanked the lid off of
it.
"I can just wear this. Besides if I entered any town wearing these rags, I'd be carted off and hanged for being a pirate." She said as she pulled out the box and opened it. She then turned back to William. She didn't
say anything, but spun her index finger to indicate that she was not willing to have an audience as she undressed. He easily obeyed and turned
his back on her.
"I have a bad feeling about all of this. This is working out too well." He said as she changed into the gown and cape. She hadn't worn something
so heavy in the longest time. She thought it might just tip her over
backwards. She tapped him on the shoulder when she was finished.
"I know. I've been having those same thoughts." She answered as she fixed the cape into place. She looked quite different once she was out of her garb. No longer having the bandana holding her hair back it fell along her face, giving her a lighter looking demeanor than she had. Before she could have easily been mistaken for a twelve year old girl and was called a mini woman for it, now she looked as old and elegant as she truly was. The only things that indicated to her years as an outlaw was her boots and the sword hanging on her side. The jacket, her shirt, bandanas, and pants lay on the floor beside her. She reached down to pick them up, but William stopped
her.
"Don't. If you were to bring those, someone might find them. You don't want to be hanged for that." He whispered, gripping her hand just out of
reach.
"I know. I just want to have Jack's jacket. It's all I have of him, except for memories." She answered, pulling away and grabbing the effect. She thrust it into the now empty box. She then took one of her bandanas
and closed the ends into the box before locking it tight. This way she
could carry it on her back rather than hold it.
"Wouldn't have thought of that myself." William shook his head. "Come
now, we must leave quickly." He started for the stairs. Kat followed close behind, everything she owned now on her. The morning light stung her eyes slightly as they both emerged onto the deck. Funny how the sun should have felt hot by now, but Kat didn't feel anything on her face. She gave
one last longing look up at the mast, the place she had considered her sanctuary. Her life had changed in such a short amount of time that she
couldn't believe it had been only days since she had awoken Jack with a
little sword play. Now, she was on the run.
"As you sure no one will spot me?" Kat asked as they climbed down the plank to the dock. She pulled her hood up over her head, covering her face
as much as possible.
"No, I'm not. That's why I'm going to lead you to the edge of town. From there, I know of a town nearby that should be a good enough hide away." He
answered, his eyes shifting in suspicion of discovery. The crowds of
people were thickening as they drew closer to the wooden houses.
"I'll have you that that I am fully capable of taking care of myself." She
said out of the side of her mouth. Both of them watched a couple of
already drunken men pass by, each with a ruby red lipped harlot in tow.
Kat scowled at them from beneath her covering, unhappy that these women
were giving ones like her a bad reputation.
"I know that. It's just that I don't think that giving them a sharp knock in their pride is going to do you much good." He murmured. Kat rolled her eyes as they proceeded. Both of them were seeing a lot of their crew mates along the way. Most of them laughing like idiots at their purchases. Kat
thought they were going to get out of the busy area without incident.
Unfortunately, she thought a little too soon as Pintel stepped in their
path.
"Oy, Bootstrap! We foun' us pub wit plen'y o' ale an' rum to kill a 'erd
o' cattle!" He said as he swayed to the left. If anyone could spend stolen goods on waste, it was a pirate. Kat kept her head down as far as
she could.
"I have other things now Pintel." William called to him. Pintels eyes
settled on Kat. Her heart gave a flutter. She kept thinking about how
this had gone all too smoothly.
"'ello there. I see ye'r other things rig't there." He cackled as he walked up and nudged William. At first Bootstrap looked a little confused, but then he realized what Pintel was really talking about. He quickly made
Kat grab him around the arm.
"Aye. Every man deserves a good thing in a blue moon." He sneered. It was lucky that Kat's face was blocked from view, for the look on her face was that of disgust. She didn't know whether to be grateful for his lie, or punch him for saying such a comment. Still, she said nothing. Pintel
clapped William on the back.
"That 'e does." He smiled. Suddenly, he tugged on Kat's hood. Her heart
jumped up into her throat as she reached up and held it down. Pintel persisted on trying to pull it away from her face. "Come now! Looks lik'
ye bou'ht ye'rself a disobedient one." He pulled his hand away and Kat
breathed easier.
"She just one with mystery." William shrugged. He then let Kat's arm go and drew in closer to Pintel. "I like them with surprises." He snickered.
Pintel nodded in agreement. William then took Kat by the arm once more and pulled her along. "Come, we have much to attend to." They continued
on in silence, until they were out of earshot of Pintel.
"Remind me again why I spared you that third night?" She growled at him.
"I couldn't think of another idea." He replied. They continued onward, the crowds of people now becoming smaller and more spread out. Suddenly,
William slipped a rolled up piece of parchment into Kat's hand. She
glanced down for a second and looked back at him.
"What's this?" She asked, checking around for anyone they knew.
"It's a map. I stole it from Barbossa's quarters before I freed you. It'll take you where you need to go." He explained. They were now on the
very outreach of the village, which was deprived of human antics. Once again, William let go of Kat's arm. This allowed her to open the map and
look at it.
"Port Royale? I've never heard of such a place." She said, reading the
title.
"My family came from there a long time ago. I have hoped to return, but my wife and son are happy where they are." He answered. Kat rolled the map up, but kept it in her hand. "Kat, you have to go now. From this moment
on, you're on your own."
"I know. I just wish there were some way I could stay with the ship. It
was Jack's pride." She said sadly.
"Worry not. As long as I take in every breath, I will make sure that The Black Pearl is returned to the Sparrow name." He said, putting a hand on
her shoulder. He held a hand out to her. "Well, I guess this is our farewell." He expected her to shake his hand. Instead she threw her arms
around his neck.
"Thank you for everything. I may not be able to forget what has happened, but I can certainly forgive." She whispered into his ear. She then let go and broke off into a run down the road. She wanted to get the parting over with as fast as she could. That pain of it all was just too much. William
was left standing there, watching as she disappeared into the distance.
"Farewell Kat. Whatever happens now is in Gods hands." He said to an unseen listener. He then turned back and headed to the village. There was
a message he needed to send.
Hey readers! I'm a little disappointed with how this chapter came out. I'm having a bit of writers block and I have to work so much. Anyway, if it doesn't sound that great I'll probably end up rewriting it. Yeah, I'm sending her to Port Royale but it's going to make more sense in the coming chapters. In the next chapter, she is going to find out about the curse in the worst way. I'm trying to stay as true to the movie as possible, but
there are going to be a few tweaks since this is coming from my head.
Anyway, I was some more Reviews! BYE BYE FOR NOW!
"If that first dream was true, then the second one has to hold some merit."
She said to herself, staring straight ahead. Across the way, she heard
the breaking of glass. She scowled in disgust, but chose to ignore it. "Once the island is behind you and the moonlight has taken you, get out. What does that mean?" She said, ripping off her bandana in frustration. Her blonde hair hit her in the face, but she didn't much care. Suddenly, she heard footsteps coming her way. In an instant, she was on her feet and her hand was on her sword. No matter who it was, she was ready for battle. She let out a growl when she saw Williams face. "What do you want?" Her
anger bit into her voice. She then looked down at his hands. He was
holding something out to her. It was the box he had stolen from the
cavern.
"I wanted you to see something." He said with no emotion as he opened the box. Kat came close to him to get a better look. Inside the box was her diary, neatly placed on top of a dark blue gown and a lighter blue cape.
She looked back up at him with a shocked look in her eyes.
"Where did you get all of this?" She asked, reaching her hand out to take
her diary.
"You have Raghetti to thank for the parchment book. He stole it from the quarters just now when the captain wasn't looking. Say something about you being repaid." He explained. Kat flipped through the pages of her diary, finding that a few blank pages had been ripped out. Otherwise, it was in good condition. It was doubtful that any of her enemies knew what was in
it, seeing that most of them lacked the knowledge to read.
"And the gown?" She continued, motioning with her head. William closed
the box with a sharp snap.
"Thought it was full of valuables, but imagine my surprise to find women's
clothing. Since you are the only woman here, I guessed it should go to
you." He said, placing the box under his arm. There was a minute of awkwardness as neither of them knew what to say next. Of course Kat hadn't forgiven him for what he had done, but this gesture was the kindest thing
that had happened to her through this all. Yet, a dress and a diary
weren't going to bring back what mattered most to her.
"William, you should hide that box. If the others found it, we'll both be in more trouble than I can imagine." She suggested, still looking through
her precious diary. William nodded and proceeded to a couple of empty
barrels next to the cell. He lifted the top off of one and carefully
placed the box inside, replacing the lid when finished.
"Kat, I know it doesn't change anything. If I could find away to reverse it believe me I would, but you have to understand. I was looking at the fatal end of pistol the day of the marooning. They told me that if I did not go along with it, I would never see my family again. They may not know that I have a son back home, but it got to me none the less. Please Kat, the last thing I wanted to do was hurt a friend." He said somberly. Kat
felt an overwhelming sense of guilt.
"I don't hate you. If I were trapped in that situation, I probably would have done the same. I too must except that Jack isn't going to come back but my life is going to continue." She said, placing her diary into a coat
pocket. William shook his head.
"Look at you. You're only 17 and still you are smarter, more excepting than any of these experienced men. I never dreamed it possible." He said as he turned to leave. Right when he uttered the word dream, Kat perked
up.
"Bootstrap, hold on!" She called after him. He stopped and turned back.
"What?" He asked, keeping one eye on the stairs.
"I have to tell you something." She answered. She told him every detail about the two dreams she had had in the nights before. Even the part where Jack has told her to leave the ship and bring no one else with her. When she was finished, William just looked at her with an odd look on his face.
"And your dream claims that Captain Sparrow is still alive?" He asked with a bit of confusion. Kat nodded her response. "Either you were up in that
crows nest too long and were going mad from the heat, or you have a
warning."
"But I'm going to listen to it. You have to help me escape from this
place." She said, leaning against the bars.
"That's easier said than done." He commented, pacing from one side to
another. Just then, his eyes lit up. "Barbossa mentioned that we are
making port back in Rochester, a village much like Tortuga. Something about making business deals with a few foreigners there." He said. Kat
felt excitement.
"Really? What a stroke of luck! If anything, you could request to be left behind to guard the ship. Then, when everyone else has gone you can get me
out of here." She said her sense of hope resurfacing. Sure, the plan didn't exactly sound complicated but Kat knew that things never seem to go the way she thought they would. It was all in the air now. Kat was going to escape from her prison, even if it meant giving up everything she and
her brother had worked for in their lives.
Sunrise brought a piercing sun back upon the seas as The Black Pearl
ventured onward toward land. The village of Rochester loomed in the
distance as the crew began to prepare for port. All of them were still fueled by the thought of spending their riches on whatever hit their fancy.
Many of them wanted objects, others wanted women. No matter what any of them were contemplating, the 882 coins that they knew of were going to be spent. In their anticipation for the coming future, none of them knew what was happening just below deck. As Kat sat in her cell, worried thoughts
danced in her head. There were so many different aspects that could go wrong with this. Someone could end up losing their life. In her case and
with her track record, most likely it was going to be the one she cared about. Still, she tried to remain calm and collected as the ship lurched
on.
"I must be a lunatic for thinking this may actually work." She thought to herself as she listened to the footsteps. Soon, the ship gave one final hop forward before coming to a rocking halt. They had reached the docks of
the pirate village. Kat had never personally been there, but had heard stories about how it was even rougher than her visits to Tortuga. Above,
she could hear the men disembarking the ship for their greed to be let loose upon the land. Her plan was starting. She waited until there were only a few footsteps left until she stood up and looked toward the stairs.
"Secure the anchor! I don't want this ship leaving before we do." She heard Barbossa bark at someone. She chuckled slyly to herself. He had no idea that she was already outsmarting him. He probably didn't even know
that she had found out the truth of Jacks defeat.
"Yes you slimy toad. You go have your fun. I maybe leaving, but I will come back for what is rightfully mine in the end." She hissed to no one. The Black Pearl was indeed rightfully hers and giving it to such a rat of a
man hurt her from inside. Yet, she really didn't see any other option. After she heard him say his words, all she could hear was a single pair of
footsteps. She prayed that it was the only person that would help her. Her prayers were answer when she heard heavy thumps coming down the stairs
and saw Williams face in the sunlight.
"Thought he'd never leave." He said as he grabbed the keys from the farthest wall. Kat couldn't hold back a smile as he unlocked the door and
swung it open.
"Let's go! We haven't much time!" She said reaching for his arm, but
William just held her back.
"Wait. That little fur ball pet he has is still on the ship." He said.
Kat just shrugged.
"So?" She asked, anxious to get out of there.
"So, that thing is trained to go to Barbossa when it sees a problem. When
it sees you on deck, it's more than likely to scurry off and alert him putting both of us in danger of discovery. You have to hide somehow." He explained. Kat cursed under her breath and quickly began to think of a new route to take in this escape. Suddenly, she remembered the empty barrel from the night before. She brushed past William and yanked the lid off of
it.
"I can just wear this. Besides if I entered any town wearing these rags, I'd be carted off and hanged for being a pirate." She said as she pulled out the box and opened it. She then turned back to William. She didn't
say anything, but spun her index finger to indicate that she was not willing to have an audience as she undressed. He easily obeyed and turned
his back on her.
"I have a bad feeling about all of this. This is working out too well." He said as she changed into the gown and cape. She hadn't worn something
so heavy in the longest time. She thought it might just tip her over
backwards. She tapped him on the shoulder when she was finished.
"I know. I've been having those same thoughts." She answered as she fixed the cape into place. She looked quite different once she was out of her garb. No longer having the bandana holding her hair back it fell along her face, giving her a lighter looking demeanor than she had. Before she could have easily been mistaken for a twelve year old girl and was called a mini woman for it, now she looked as old and elegant as she truly was. The only things that indicated to her years as an outlaw was her boots and the sword hanging on her side. The jacket, her shirt, bandanas, and pants lay on the floor beside her. She reached down to pick them up, but William stopped
her.
"Don't. If you were to bring those, someone might find them. You don't want to be hanged for that." He whispered, gripping her hand just out of
reach.
"I know. I just want to have Jack's jacket. It's all I have of him, except for memories." She answered, pulling away and grabbing the effect. She thrust it into the now empty box. She then took one of her bandanas
and closed the ends into the box before locking it tight. This way she
could carry it on her back rather than hold it.
"Wouldn't have thought of that myself." William shook his head. "Come
now, we must leave quickly." He started for the stairs. Kat followed close behind, everything she owned now on her. The morning light stung her eyes slightly as they both emerged onto the deck. Funny how the sun should have felt hot by now, but Kat didn't feel anything on her face. She gave
one last longing look up at the mast, the place she had considered her sanctuary. Her life had changed in such a short amount of time that she
couldn't believe it had been only days since she had awoken Jack with a
little sword play. Now, she was on the run.
"As you sure no one will spot me?" Kat asked as they climbed down the plank to the dock. She pulled her hood up over her head, covering her face
as much as possible.
"No, I'm not. That's why I'm going to lead you to the edge of town. From there, I know of a town nearby that should be a good enough hide away." He
answered, his eyes shifting in suspicion of discovery. The crowds of
people were thickening as they drew closer to the wooden houses.
"I'll have you that that I am fully capable of taking care of myself." She
said out of the side of her mouth. Both of them watched a couple of
already drunken men pass by, each with a ruby red lipped harlot in tow.
Kat scowled at them from beneath her covering, unhappy that these women
were giving ones like her a bad reputation.
"I know that. It's just that I don't think that giving them a sharp knock in their pride is going to do you much good." He murmured. Kat rolled her eyes as they proceeded. Both of them were seeing a lot of their crew mates along the way. Most of them laughing like idiots at their purchases. Kat
thought they were going to get out of the busy area without incident.
Unfortunately, she thought a little too soon as Pintel stepped in their
path.
"Oy, Bootstrap! We foun' us pub wit plen'y o' ale an' rum to kill a 'erd
o' cattle!" He said as he swayed to the left. If anyone could spend stolen goods on waste, it was a pirate. Kat kept her head down as far as
she could.
"I have other things now Pintel." William called to him. Pintels eyes
settled on Kat. Her heart gave a flutter. She kept thinking about how
this had gone all too smoothly.
"'ello there. I see ye'r other things rig't there." He cackled as he walked up and nudged William. At first Bootstrap looked a little confused, but then he realized what Pintel was really talking about. He quickly made
Kat grab him around the arm.
"Aye. Every man deserves a good thing in a blue moon." He sneered. It was lucky that Kat's face was blocked from view, for the look on her face was that of disgust. She didn't know whether to be grateful for his lie, or punch him for saying such a comment. Still, she said nothing. Pintel
clapped William on the back.
"That 'e does." He smiled. Suddenly, he tugged on Kat's hood. Her heart
jumped up into her throat as she reached up and held it down. Pintel persisted on trying to pull it away from her face. "Come now! Looks lik'
ye bou'ht ye'rself a disobedient one." He pulled his hand away and Kat
breathed easier.
"She just one with mystery." William shrugged. He then let Kat's arm go and drew in closer to Pintel. "I like them with surprises." He snickered.
Pintel nodded in agreement. William then took Kat by the arm once more and pulled her along. "Come, we have much to attend to." They continued
on in silence, until they were out of earshot of Pintel.
"Remind me again why I spared you that third night?" She growled at him.
"I couldn't think of another idea." He replied. They continued onward, the crowds of people now becoming smaller and more spread out. Suddenly,
William slipped a rolled up piece of parchment into Kat's hand. She
glanced down for a second and looked back at him.
"What's this?" She asked, checking around for anyone they knew.
"It's a map. I stole it from Barbossa's quarters before I freed you. It'll take you where you need to go." He explained. They were now on the
very outreach of the village, which was deprived of human antics. Once again, William let go of Kat's arm. This allowed her to open the map and
look at it.
"Port Royale? I've never heard of such a place." She said, reading the
title.
"My family came from there a long time ago. I have hoped to return, but my wife and son are happy where they are." He answered. Kat rolled the map up, but kept it in her hand. "Kat, you have to go now. From this moment
on, you're on your own."
"I know. I just wish there were some way I could stay with the ship. It
was Jack's pride." She said sadly.
"Worry not. As long as I take in every breath, I will make sure that The Black Pearl is returned to the Sparrow name." He said, putting a hand on
her shoulder. He held a hand out to her. "Well, I guess this is our farewell." He expected her to shake his hand. Instead she threw her arms
around his neck.
"Thank you for everything. I may not be able to forget what has happened, but I can certainly forgive." She whispered into his ear. She then let go and broke off into a run down the road. She wanted to get the parting over with as fast as she could. That pain of it all was just too much. William
was left standing there, watching as she disappeared into the distance.
"Farewell Kat. Whatever happens now is in Gods hands." He said to an unseen listener. He then turned back and headed to the village. There was
a message he needed to send.
Hey readers! I'm a little disappointed with how this chapter came out. I'm having a bit of writers block and I have to work so much. Anyway, if it doesn't sound that great I'll probably end up rewriting it. Yeah, I'm sending her to Port Royale but it's going to make more sense in the coming chapters. In the next chapter, she is going to find out about the curse in the worst way. I'm trying to stay as true to the movie as possible, but
there are going to be a few tweaks since this is coming from my head.
Anyway, I was some more Reviews! BYE BYE FOR NOW!