Night Four: A New Adventure

Angelica practically marched through the halls, angry. She hadn't been able to take her vows. They knew; about her seeing Jack. She wasn't angry with him, however, she was angry with the nuns. She stomped down her hall, snapping out of it only when she heard what sounded like smashing wood in her room. She froze a door away. What? ¿Que es eso?

She slowly crept up to her door, twisting the handle and entering. She nearly froze again, shocked at the sight before her.

Jack. Was. Punching. A. Hole. In. Her. Wall.

She quickly closed the door and turned to face him. "Jack?"

He was angry; very angry. It wasn't just in the fact of what he was doing to her wall, but the fact that it didn't seem to hurt his scratched hands. His dark eyes were hard and unfocused. His fists repeatedly took turns in striking the innocent wall, a splintering noise that she feared would draw attention to her room. But he didn't seem to care the slightest.

"Jack." She grabbed one of his arms and pulled on it.

He easily pulled it free without effort, not even seeming to realize that she was there. Not knowing what else to do, she cupped his left cheek and turned his whole head to face her. Only then did his face soften and did he stop violently attacking the wall. He didn't say anything, but sat down in her desk chair.

"Sorry." Jack muttered. "It's my fault, I know."

"The wall? It is fine." Angelica shook her head, grabbing a nearby painting and hanging it up over the hole. It just barely covered it.

"No, about you not being able to, you know, take your vows." He answered. "I was watching the whole thing through the window."

"It is fine." She repeated.

"You're sure you're not upset about it?" He asked.

She nodded. "Now I have a reason to join you on the sea- they will make me leave here."

"You're always welcome aboard the Pearl." He told her, a small smile curving his lips upward.

"When do you set sail?"

"Let's see...today's Saturday, so...tomorrow."

"Really?" She asked.

He nodded. "I told you a couple of days ago. Grab what means the most to you to bring and we can board the ship tonight."

"Okay." Angelica replied as she began looking through her few personal belongings. She snatched a golden chain necklace that had the shape of a cross hanging from it. She put it on, tucking it under her dress. She grabbed nothing more than the necklace- there was nothing else she needed. She nodded to the pirate. "I'm ready."

"That was fast." Jack commented. "Okay, let's get down to the docks then."

He climbed through the window, creeping along the edge. She climbed out after him as he swung into the tree for the third time in the last four days. She swung over after him as he dropped to the ground. She slowly descended after him. Then she took his hand and they began walking through the streets of Seville, towards the docks.

There wasn't really anything new to see that she'd not already seen in the last few days, but everything still fascinated her; the soldiers keeping an eye on everyone, the music from the taverns, the horse drawn carriages and wagons. But, most of all, the night sky captivated her. The ever-so-bright moon being the main source of light, aside from the stars and the man-made fires or lanterns. The night sky was just so beautiful.

She felt the dirt path change to creaking wood underfoot and looked down from the sky, realizing that they'd reached the docks. She spotted the Black Pearl before they were even near it. They turned to the pier that lead to it, splitting from the main dock. They walked over the gangplank and aboard the magnificent ship.

"Do you want to stay in my cabin with me, or do you want one of your own?" Jack asked, the first thing said between the pair in awhile.

The thought of being alone in such an unfamiliar environment scared Angelica, and she replied quickly. "With you."

He gave a nod. "Very well then. C'mon." He gave a jerk of his head towards his cabin.

She followed him towards the cabin. He opened it and allowed her to enter first, like a gentleman, following only after she had gone in. The only light in the dark cabin was that of the moon outside. She could make out the dark form of her companion walking over to what seemed to be a desk. Moments later, a bright flickering flame illuminated the room.

"I know it's not much, but it's the best the Pearl has to offer." He told her, sitting down in the chair at the desk and placing his feet upon it's wooden surface. He continued on,"You're welcome to anything in here, really. Make yourself at home." Her stomach growled and her face flushed red in embarrassment. She saw his lips curve upward in a grin. "Want me to show you where the galley is?"

"Yes, please." She replied quickly.

Jack chuckled as he got to his feet. "C'mon then."

She followed him as they exited the cabin and headed over to the stairs that lead below deck. They climbed down a couple of layers. Upon exiting the staircase, he lead them towards a door. He opened it and they walked in.

"There's a lot in here, so take whatever you feel like." He offered. "I'll meet you back in my cabin, I have to talk to the first mate."

Angelica nodded. "Thank you."

The captain gave a small smile on the way out. "Don't mention it."

As soon as he'd left, she began searching through the different cupboards. She located an apple and a canteen of water, one of the few drinks that wasn't rum. She left the galley, but as she was heading for the stairs, she stopped short, listening. She heard voices coming from one of the side rooms. She went over and put her ear against the door in an attempt to eavesdrop.

"No." Jack's voice came sternly.

"But, Ja-" The voice that sounded like Barbossa's came.

"The crew nearly had a week 'ere, we're not stayin' an extra day." The captain told him. "Have ye forgot who's captain, mate?"

Angelica could've sworn her heart stopped when she heard what sounded like a blade being drawn. She heard the other man drawn his too.

"Nay, but ye won't be for much longer, Jack." Barbossa retorted.

Metal clanging filled the air, followed by grunts. She heard a thump of someone falling over with a groan, but the clanging continued. She heard metal hit something over than wood or more metal and a sharp gasp filtered from under the door. Then the clanging resumed, until it stopped with the sound of metal clattering to the floor.

"Nice try, mate, but mutiny won't serve ye well." Jack growled.

Then a startled yelp came from him, followed by a hard thump. She heard something slam against the door and she jumped back. She heard a second sword drop to the ground and it came to her that both men were weaponless. POMB! A gunfire made her jump back again. Did Jack have his pistol, or was that Barbossa?

Angelica heard rustling and banging inside, jumping out of the way just as the door flew open. Barbossa raced for the stairs, followed by a very angry Jack. Both men seemed uninjured, minus a bleeding cut on the captain's face. She heard an "Oof!" and the man came tumbling back down the stairs, cursing angrily in pain. He got back up and climbed back up them after the mutineer.

The woman went into the room and grabbed one of the swords, ignoring the messy state the room was in. She raced after Jack and Barbossa, intent on helping the captain.