Will Turner Needs To Die
Ch.2
She landed on a familiar ship, cackling evilly as she glanced around. There seemed to be no one on board, and she preferred it that way too. No need to wake up the crew if she didn't need to. She sneaked up beside the cabin walls, careful to step over broken and creaky boards. She didn't care how many people she pissed off, all she wanted was to bash Will Turner. Besides, obsessive fangirls were better off if they weren't so Orlando-Bloom obsessed anyway. She pushed open the cabin doors and leaped, hoping to catch the wimpy pretty boy off by surprise. All she managed to do was run into Jack Sparrow.
"Oi, who are you, and are you a stowaway?" He asked drunkenly. She pushed him aside and looked around.
"Where's Will Turner?" She snapped. Jack shrugged and took a swig from a bottle of rum.
"He's on land with his lady...though you wouldn't be too bad to be mine." He offered. The girl snorted.
"Hmph. I must've jumped into the wrong scene." She turned back to Jack before she ran out.
"I'll be back for you, pirate! Mark my words!" She said, pointing at him. Jack just swayed and smiled drunkenly, waving.
"All right, I'll be waiting for you, love. Come back soon!" The girl opened up a portal leading to Port Royal and jumped into it. No sense in getting sidetracked by the infamous drunk while Will Turner was still around. Perhaps she'll encourage Elizabeth to make sure she's always by her man's side...unless some Mary-Sues attempted to try and weasel their way in. Oh well...it wasn't her problem.