Do I own anything? Nope… Do I want to? Yep…
After a week or so, I already was showing improvement. My hand only emitted a dull ache and my head seemed much more clear. My ribs were still broken, but walking and moving was easier. After a month, my hand had healed completely, but I still could not use it and my ribs no longer needed a cast. My nose was just about back to its normal self and I was beautiful again! Not that I wasn't always beautiful, but a crooked nose just throws off the balance of a face.
It was after this month that we had arrived at our destination. I had armed myself even though I could not use my hand. It was a vast jungle, but father, Philip, and Barbossa led the way fine. It was almost as if they had been here before… Even Quentin seemed to know where he was going. I hung in the back with Will.
The jungle grew denser as we progressed in silence. I knew what we were looking for; I just questioned its existence. I suppose I shouldn't be complaining about impossible things. I used to be a talking cat.
Everyone stopped dead in their tracks. I looked around saw what everyone was looking at. It was cliff wall with a cave jutting into it. Jack started forward once more after checking the pouch Elizabeth was carrying. I hurried into the front of the group wanting to see the legendary-
There was nothing here. Where was it then? The cave ended abruptly and all there was here was a small pool of water that had formed. Everyone else looked as confused as I felt, but something else was burning inside me. Disappointment.
"Well, where is it?" I spoke what everyone else was thinking.
"Aqua de Vida," muttered Jack.
"What?" I said, but a rumbling noise covered up my voice. The water pooled by our feet began to shake and climb up the walls. One droplet even snaked up my body and when it reached my nose it flew into the air. The pool was now at the ceiling and though no one told us the next step we knew. I hopped onto my father's back and he lifted me towards the pool.
I felt the water as it pulled me through, and yet when I emerged upon the rocks of another massive cave, I was completely dry. I walked forward towards the trickle of water coming out of a set of destroyed rocks. I ignored the pirates who clambered in behind me as I greedily stared at what was none other than…
"The fountain of youth."