Hey this is a biggie chapter.
This Chapter is dedicated to:
Alenor Peredhel
Cause why not?
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Thanks.
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Will watched Kate work, sewing up the sails. He saw how her eyes darted between her work and Jonathan, and he didn't like it.
Jonathan was just not safe in his eyes. He had too much of a history to be trusted. But then again, he didn't know the whole history. They hadn't met in Port Royal.
But he saw how Kate had improved, and was overjoyed. She was able to be out of sight of him and not come trying to find him. He didn't want to leave her alone, but he could if necessary.
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It had been three weeks since Jonathan had escaped with the wench, and Barnett was still searching for them.
It wasn't so much that he wanted the girl back, if she was still alive. She wasn't in that good of a state last he saw her.
No, he wanted to get at Jonathan. Barnett was never one to take desertion lightly, and was big on revenge.
The Pearl proved to be more elusive than he had thought. They weren't subtle about where they had been, but the seldom revealed where they were headed.
"Captain! Ship on the horizon!" Someone called down from the crow's nest.
"Name?" it was quiet a moment, then the man smiled down at him.
"It's the Pearl Captain." Barnett smiled himself.
It was time for revenge.
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"Jack! It's the Rosaria!" Kate looked up at the words, stricken with fear. Fear and anger. Her father was already standing beside her.
"Katie go downstairs." He said, his face blank and his eyes locked on the ship on the horizon.
"I want to fight."
"You can't fight them Kate. You're not well enough yet." He tried to motion her to the stairs.
"I'm fine now. I can fight them."
"No you can't Katie! Go. Down. Stairs." She went below deck grudgingly, grabbing some extra clothes from her cabin first.
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The two crews stood facing each other, ready to fight.
"What do you want now Barnett?" Jack called over.
"Come to kill a traitor." He replied, his eyes never leaving Jonathan. "Men prepare to fight."
Within minutes canons were booming from both sides, sending splinters of wood everywhere.
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Will fought with a rather large member of the Rosaria's crew.
"Ye Will Turner?"
"Aye I am." The man smirked.
"Ye know I had an awful good time messin' with yer girl. The rest of the crew agrees with me too." Will's face grew hard and his eyes flashed with anger. He slashed at the man with his cutlass, striking him over and over again.
The man lay dead on the deck, cut to ribbons. Will moved on to the next man, cutting him down in much the same way.
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Kate searched below deck, looking for weapons. She found the hold, and grabbed what she could. She put the sword on her belt, tucking a pistol beside it. In her boot she put a dagger just in case.
She had changed her clothes into much nicer ones. She wanted to look her best when she killed Barnett.
Quietly she crept up the stairs, surveying the scene. The crew of the Pearl appeared to be winning, many of A man fell dead beside her, the man who killed him moving on to his next victim.
Barnett stood stone faced at the helm of his own ship, letting his men do the dirty work. She sprinted over to the railing and swung over, landing on the deck lightly.
Dodging the many smaller fights, she made her way up behind him. She was about to plunge the knife in his back when he turned around.
"Come back for more have you now?"
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That's all for this chappie. RnR please!!
Chicaga