Chapter 3: The Journey

Elizabeth awoke to a ton of yelling men in her ear. She slightly opened her eyes to see lots of men changing around her. She quickly closed her eyes.

'Oh god. Not seeing this! Not seeing this! God help me,' Elizabeth thought.

After a bit she didn't hear anything. So she opened her eyes. No one was around but then she noticed a woman changing but she thought her mind might be playing tricks on her. She got up and noticed that it was a woman. The woman turned around and covered her self, even though she was already completely covered.

"Who are you? Jack will get so mad when he finds that there's a stow-away," she demanded.

"No he wouldn't," Elizabeth told the woman calmly.

The woman looked confused, "Why do you say that?"

"I'm his daughter," Elizabeth informed.

"What!" the woman asked shocked.

"It's true," a voice said. Elizabeth realized the voice belonged to Jack. The woman and Elizabeth turned their heads to see Jack leaning on the doorway. Elizabeth looked at the woman she could see a slight blush on her cheeks.

"Oh hi Jack," the woman said.

Jack walked up to them and rubbed the woman's cheek. Her blush got even bigger but Jack pretended not to notice, "Anamaria, she is my daughter. We're going to go to Port Royal. We're going to go pick up Will and Elizabeth...Elizabeth Swann,"

"Why did you say her full name? we already know her as Elizabeth," Anamaria told Jack.

"This also is Elizabeth," Jack told Anamaria motioning towards Elizabeth.

"Oh hi, sorry how rude of me. Anamaria," she smiled holding out her hand.

Elizabeth smiled back and shook her hand, "Nice to meet you, Elizabeth Montanory,"

"Great grip, even better then your own dad," Anamaria complimented.

"Thanks," Elizabeth smiled.

"Elizabeth, I'll need to show you what you'll be doing," Jack said taking his arm off Anamaria and putting it on Elizabeth.

"Doing?" Elizabeth asked confused.

"Yes doing. What did you think? You weren't going to now have to do a thing this whole trip. You killed one of my crewman, you'll have to take over his jobs," Jack laughed.

Elizabeth stayed quiet and Jack led her to the bottom of the boat (sorry don't know what that is called). She noticed that a lot of pirates were giving her naughty looks. Jack yelled at them to get back to work. They would look like they were but when they passed by they kept looking.

"Any pirate who touches you in any unliked way you can threaten them first then stab them," Jack whispered in her ear.

Elizabeth nodded and remembered that she put another dagger on her belt, 'If any guy touches me I'll skip right to the killing,' Elizabeth thought.

Once they got to a big barrel of water...and as Elizabeth could tell it was salt water. Next to the bucket were piles of cloths...nasty, dirty, cloths. She looked at him in shock. The most shock she's ever been in. He just looked at her and smiled his drunken smile.

'Is he always drunk?' Elizabeth thought.

"You will wash all these cloths. When you're done," he turned his head and mumbled, "Which I highly doubt," then turned his head back and smiled, "You'll get the rest of the day off or at least until more cloths get dirty,"

Elizabeth nodded and Jack left. She picked up a box of powdered soap. The pirates were smarter then her first father told her about. She dumped it in the barrel. Then took a long wooden stick and mixed the water with the powered soap. She grabbed a arm full of nasty, smelly, cloths and dumped them in the barrel. She took a single shirt and washed it. Then she dumped it in the next barrel that was full of clean salt water and rinsed it. She looked around and noticed a line above her head. So she hung it on the line. Then she grabbed a shirt from the bucket and started to clean it.

"This is going to take forever," she mumbled.

Then she saw in the corner of her eye a whole pile of barrels. She went over and looked in them. They had dirt and gun powder around the edges and on the bottom. She grabbed two, which were too light for her liking. So she put one in another and continued that for all of them. Then she looked around to find a opening to the sea or at least some clean water to wash them with. After a bit she found a huge container of water. She noticed that it was clean, not salt, water. She smiled to herself and grabbed a cup next to the water. Then she grabbed a dirty cloth, cleaned it, and started to clean out each barrel. After she was done with all the buckets she filled them with some warm salt water she found. She didn't care what it was for. Then she added soap to half of them and stirred. She quickly grabbed armfuls of cloths and dumped them in the barrels that she filled with soap. Then she washed, rinsed, hung, and folded all the cloths. When she was done she rubbed her head and sat on the edge of a barrel. She looked around her and remembered that she still needed to deliver all the cloths and empty and refill all the barrels. So she did all of that. As she passed by Jack, she didn't look at him but could tell that he was smiling. When she went back down with all the buckets filled, she sat on an upside down bucket that was against a wall and fell asleep.

When she awoke she found more piles of cloths in front of her but one eighth as much as she had first. She banged her head against the wall and continued it all over again. When she was done she delivered them to the sleeping chambers and refilled all the barrels back up again. After she was done she went up to look out at the sea. She went up and it was night. She sighed but decided to look out anyways. As she leaned out against the boat and looked at the beautiful sea, she heard a voice.

"You did good,"