A/NAlright, Krissy, you're very right. You haven't had too much to do in this story as of yet. So! This is in your POV! YAY! (Now you get to be awesome, since I'm so awesome in your story, lol!) Anyway, enough ramblings, and reviews are much appreciated! I love constructive criticism.
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Climbing carefully to the crow's nest, it was still dark out so it was hard to see where to place my feet. My fingers silently grasped the ropes leading up to the lookout, I wanted to try and see where we were going. When Tia Dalma looked at me and Becca, my memories got all hazy… before Dave came I thought that I'd always been at Tia Dalma's. It was like she brainwashed us. I looked down to the lamp-lit deck below, wondering if her memory would fail again.
The sun seemed to jump off the horizon and into the sky. It always amazed me how quickly the sun came up during my trips to Key Largo, when Becca made me see the sunrise. Rolling my eyes, I watched as it seemed to rise even faster now that I was close to the equator.
My eyes scanned the horizon, and I suddenly noticed red sails in the distance. "Sail-ho!" I yelled then crawled, spider-like, down the mast to the ship. Barbossa took out his spyglass and gazed off in the direction of the ship. "It be of foreign origin, probably Chinese by the red sails." Krissy looked to Barbossa.
"But captain, I didn't know that the Chinese sailed this far south. Their continent is way north of here, not to mention more than halfway around the world." Krissy had to pride herself on her knowledge of just about everything. (A/N- yep, that's my Krissy!) "
Becca looked towards the horizon, "It looks like it's headed right towards us! I mean what are we supposed to do? Anyone know Chinese? I don't know Chinese, Krissy did you learn Chinese?" Everyone stared at her apprehensively. Laughing nervously, she continued. "I mean, if they want to make contact with us then…" She mumbled on, her eyes casting glances at everyone around her.
"She has got a point, I think." I said, giving Becca a reproachful look, while everyone else stared at her. "Oh, don't worry, she does that a lot." Dave laughed at this while Becca blushed.
"Whatever, let's just try and figure out how we can understand them. I guess." She stumbled off below decks as everyone else went about to make ready the ship for open waters.
Looking back to the horizon, I looked at the fast approaching ship. It was so close that you could actually make out individual people, all with jet-black hair. Their faces, as the gap between the ships was miniscule, showed that their attitude was not less then Barbossa's. Pirates, and Chinese ones at that. Is that good or bad? Really don't know. The gap between the ships disappeared as the ships leveled with each other and the Chinese boarded…