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Chapter 15
"Visit to Port Royal"

A month had passed by quicker than I expected. Jack had sent Gibbs to stay with me while I was on my journey to nowhere. I gladly accepted Gibbs coming along with me. Gibbs had become a very good friend of mine. I knew I could trust him in every aspect. I stood at the helm, steering my ship my mind only shifted to Jack every now and then. Not like when I had first gone on my own. I thought about him constantly, I guess knowing that by the time I would meet up with him again he would have moved on kept me from thinking anything more of it. I stepped onto the dock at Port Royal. I decided to get a tattoo of a skull and crossbones with flames on my back, on my right shoulder. The flesh was still tender but I ignored it. Gibbs had advised me to wear a long sleeve shirt over my bodice. He knew that the commodore hated pirates and if he were to catch me, he would send me to the gallows for sure. I agreed and wore a long black over coat. The blazing sun was making me sweat, so I traded the long black over coat in. now wearing one of Jack's old white shirts I had taken with me before I left. We left The Gauntlet in the waters of the sea, taking a rowboat to shore. The commodore would recognize a pirate ship any day.

"Welcome to Port Royal." The harbormaster smiled.

"Thanks, I think."

"Where's your ship?" he asked

"At sea. You certainly are nosy."

"Its my job, I need your name."

"I thought about it for a split second. "Johnson."

"Welcome to Port Royal, Miss. Johnson."

"Thanks." I said, walking away, Gibbs following close behind me.

"So where are we headed?" I questioned

"To the governors house."

"Aw why didn't ye tell me, I would have dressed up!"

"No ye wouldn't have."

"Okay yer right, I wouldn't have." I laughed.

Gibbs was extremely clean; he had found a bath and used it to his advantage. I had never seen a man so clean, these people must be important. I followed Gibbs to this very large estate. We walked through the large black gates, I looked at the house in awe, and it was absolutely huge.

"What are these people rich?"

"No, I'm a friend of the governors daughter." He smiled

I nodded, "okay."

We approached the huge dark green front door. I watched with a chuckle as Gibbs straightened out his clothes. I ran my fingers through my long hair. He knocked on the door. It opened to expose a very stuck up looking man. He wore black clothes, I guessed him to be the butler.

"Can I help you?" he asked, being very proper, standing up straight.

"I'm here to see Elizabeth." Gibbs smiled

"Come in."

I followed Gibbs in. I looked around the very large room; there was a sweeping stairway that lead to the second floor. I had to admit it looked fun to slide down the banister. I looked to my right, there was another room, and I couldn't tell what was in it.

"I'll get Elizabeth." The butler walked up the stairs, like he had a stick up his ass.

I looked at Gibbs with a grin, standing up straight and holding my arm out. "I'll get Elizabeth." I mocked

Gibbs began to laugh quietly. "Shh."

I looked up, watching a woman walk down the stairs. She had long blonde hair that had been put into a bun, a few strands of hair hanging in her face. She wore a long, huge, uncomfortable looking dress. It was a dark blue with a gold leaf print. The low V-neck, along with the corset made her look very busty.

"Gibbs!!" she practically screamed, running down the rest of the stairs to meet Gibbs in a hug.

"Elizabeth, I would like you to meet Captain Ravenica Robins."

"Are you a pirate?" she asked, being very straightforward

I nodded. "Aye, I am."

"Wow a woman pirate. There aren't much of them.. Come lets go into the sitting room."

We walked into the sitting room; I sat on the large sofa that sat in the middle of the room, facing a large stone fireplace. There was a loveseat next to the couch, running in the opposite direction. The room smelt of exotic flowers.

"So, Gibbs how have you been?" she asked, almost sitting on the edge of her big comfy looking chair.

"I'm good, sailing under the command of Ravenica now."

"Where's Jack?" Elizabeth asked

'Does he know every woman?' I thought to myself.

"He's on The Pearl, do ye have a bathroom?" Gibbs asked

"Yes, go back into the room by the front door, go left, under the stairway and then go right, it's the 3rd door on the right. Call if you get lost." She smiled

Gibbs got up; he muttered the directions to himself.

"So, Captain Ravenica, have you meet Jack?"

"Aye, stayed on his ship for a few months."

"Wow, a woman pirate, I'm just in awe. The only woman pirate I met was Ana Maria, she was rather rude if you ask me."

"At least we agree on something." I laughed

Elizabeth gave a smile. "What's it like to be captain?"

"It has its advantages."

I smiled I heard a window being smashed somewhere in the house; I then heard a huge crash. Elizabeth and I stood, I looked at her. I took off to find its source. I flung open the door where I had heard some talking; the room was very large, a desk sat toward the corner. A very ugly and dirty man was holding a very pristine man. He had a large gray wig on his head that was warning to fall off at any moment.

"Let the man go!" I yelled, I didn't know who he was, nor did I care.

"Yes please let me go." The man with the wig began to plead

"I'm not letting him go, I want revenge, he killed my mate."

"Killing him isn't going to get ye revenge." I said, walking closer to them. "Ye want revenge? Take it out on me, obviously ye don't recognize me."

The dirty man eyed me he was obviously a pirate. His eyes were a deep brown, kind of reminded me of Jack's eyes for a split second. He had long brown hair. Through all of the dirt I could tell who he was. We called him Tipsy while I was on his ship. I stole everything of value off of his ship when I had gone out on my own.

"Ravenica? I can't say I'm glad to see ye, I thought ye were dead."

"Everyone seems to think that lately."

"Yer the wench that stole all of my treasure!" he screamed. "And are responsible for the death of Star."

"Star was a wench, she deserved to have my blade shoved into her stomach. I mean hell she did come between me and Bruce."

"I heard Bruce marooned ye on an island." he grinned smugly.

"I got off, Bruce is dead, along with the rest of my old crew."

Tipsy threw the proper looking man down to the floor with force. I watched the proper man as he quickly crawled on his knees, hiding under the desk. I watched Tipsy pull his sword I did the same.

"When I'm done with ye, ye can be sure I'm going to kill the old man too."

I sneered. "Ye won't be alive when I'm finished."

He charged at me, I blocked his blow and took a step backwards. I heard Elizabeth scream as she ran down the stairs, screaming out "Commodore!!" over and over again.

"Yer stupid to come into the governors house hold, the commodore will eat ye alive for yer crimes." I said, rolling up the sleeves of my shirt.

"I could say the same thing to ye, lass."

"Oh I plan to not be here when the commodore arrives." I grinned, I took a swing at him, and he blocked it grabbing my wrist. He tried to push my blade toward my face. My eyes went wide as I threw him backwards. My leg came up quickly, my foot connecting with Tipsy's face. I watched him fall backwards onto the piles of paperwork on the desk, knocking them everywhere.

"That's for ruining my vacation!" I yelled, walking toward him.

I heard footsteps running up the long stairway, once they entered the room I felt someone grab me from behind. I quickly turned around, sneering at the man who had grabbed me.

"Take him away." the man who had grabbed me said. I tore my upper arm from his grip, as I looked him over. The proper looking man climbed out from under the desk and came into view.

"Thank you for saving my life, I am Governor Swann."

"Miss. Johnson." I said without missing a beat

"Well miss, thank you for saving the governor, I am Commodore Norrington, tell me where did you learn to fight like that?"

"A little here a little there." I said proudly as Elizabeth and Gibbs ran into the room.

"Well, I do believe I owe you a hand shake." Norrington smiled.

I eyed his hand that was extended, taking it reluctantly. Not realizing the sleeves were still rolled up.

"Well, well what do we have here? It seems we have a pirate. Can't say I recognize the name, but I recognize the brand. What are you doing here in Port Royal?" he questioned, letting my hand go.

"Gibbs, here, wanted to visit his friends." I said simply.

"Is that so?" Norrington asked

I nodded. "Aye, is so."

"Take her away." Norrington sighed; two men grabbed my arms, on either side. I growled at them.

"But Commodore, she saved my life." The governor protested

"She's a pirate, all pirates have to pay for their crimes."

"I bet ye don't even know my crimes." I sneered. "That doesn't matter."

"But doesn't it, if ye don't know I've done crimes how can ye condemn me to death?" I asked, raising a brow.

"She's right you know." Governor Swann commented with a smile, which got a dirty look from the Commodore.

"Take her away." Norrington said, waving his hand. The two men began to pull me toward the stairway, my hair flowing behind me.

"That Commodore is kind of an asshole isn't he?" I asked The two men just chuckled.

"Ye two got a name?" I asked as the hauled me toward a cell.

"Mullroy." The man on my right said

"Gillette." The man on the left said.

I nodded. "To bad we can't meet under better circumstances, eh?"

We arrived in the dungeon, at the opening to my cell. I stood in the doorway, resting my arms on either side of the doorway.

"Can't ye guys just let me go, say I escaped?"

They looked at each other, and then back to me, both shaking their heads no.

"well ye guys suck!" I yelled as Gillette pushed me in, locking the door behind me. I walked back over to the door, sticking my arms out of the cage. Resting them there. "See ye later then.....So much for a vacation." I told myself. "Last time I do anything nice for anyone."