Author's note: i do not own Pirates Of The Caribbean. i only own Katrina and the plot.
The Black pearl docked in Tortuga once again. It was here that Katrina would 'borrow' a ship. And with that ship she would put her plan forth.
"Alright!" Kat yelled startling a few people that just happening to be wandering around.
"Everyone aboard the Pearl." She said pointing towards Jack's beloved ship. "I'll take this bugger for a spin, and wait for Davy Jones." She said a glint of excitement in her eyes.
"But wot bout ye crew?" Pintel asked.
"Aye ye can't steer a ship with only one person." Barbossa agreed.
"Just watch me." Kat replied the glint of excitement in her eyes grew.
"I'll be needin ye hat Jack." She said smiling with excitement. Jack reluctantly handed over his black beaten up hat.
~BH~
The Santa Maria ship sat on the water. Unmoving and silent. Kat pulled Jack's hat from a barrel and generally tossed into the water. Not long after a massive thump rang through Katrina's ears and the water swelled. From underneath the water a huge slimy tentacle crept up the side of the Santa Maria. Behind her another tentacle raised high above the water. Hundreds if tentacles rose high above the boat and then with one swift movement they came crashing down and split the boat. A towering wave thundered toward Kat and she noticed a very familiar black hat thundering down with it.
The wave hit her body forcing the air out of her lungs and sinking her into silence.
Underneath the water Kat felt a strong slimy thing wrap around her waist and before she knew what had happened she was being pulled out of the water and thrown into the air. She forced down a scream as she came crashing down into what was still visible of the Santa Maria.
~BH~
Katrina awoke to the sound of running water and scuffling. Kat slowly without looking up rose but before she could gather her senses a slimy hand closed around the back of her neck and reefed her body towards the group of Pirates that were all too familiar with her. She was brutally forced Onto her knees, she kept her head down. Another familiar sound could be heard approaching her, the small thump of a wooden leg on the deck. Davy Jones.
"Do you fear deatha?" Davy Jones asked not noticing who she was.
"Not in the slightest." Kat said a cheeky grin in her face.
"And why is that?" Davy asked.
"Why fear something that is in the future?" Kat asked rhetorically
"Aye. But will ye rather serve a hundred years before the mast now or later?" Davy snickered.
"Aye now would be perfect." She said a menacing look in her eyes.
"A hundred years before the mast." Davy yelled raising his sword.
"Aye." Kat said finally raising her head to look Davy in the eye. They eyes meet and Davy's mouth fell open in shock.
"Somthin' wrong capin'?" Kat said a small smile on her face.