three days had past since our visit to Singapore. I found that a lot of the pirates had developed more respect for me since my "transformation", even Jack had begun to open up to me more than he did before. Our journey was welcomed by calm waters and peaceful sea breezes. Jack, feeling 100% convinced that I would lead him to what he seeked, allowed me to be in the captains quarters a lot of the time. We reviewed maps, scouted through countless books, searching for any amount of information about this island. With every dead end we came to (which were many mind you) I found Jack becoming more anxious and driven than before.
It was Lunch and we all gathered in the dining room to eat. Three days with pirates. It does a lot to you. The more time i spent with them, I found myself acting more and more like a pirate. Feet on the table, filthy mouth (not THAT filthy. I was still a Princess after all) laughing out loud and just enjoying the company of Pirates but somehow, today...I just wasn't feeling up to the excitement.

I finished my meal early and exited the room.

"Where yuh goin Claire?" one of them said.

"Just need some fresh air...I'll be back soon." I replied and exited. I think they got the hint that I wanted to be alone. I leaned against the balcony on the ship and looked out at the vast body of water. I watched as the sun exhibited a pleasant glow over the blue waters. It was magical. It would make any sailor happy, so why wasn't I? It was then that the thought became clear to me. I missed home. I missed Mother and Father. I missed Mary-Anne. I missed the pointless balls and the pleasant music, I missed the gardens and the amount of times I would escape there when I was a child, just to get away from my etiquette lessons.

I would hide among the nicely trimmed bushes and amongst the flowers and watch as the palace guards would make faces at the order to find me. And I would Laugh. And they would find me. And they would take me to Father who would somehow always be in a meeting with Council. And he would scold me, and sooner or later my scolding would reach the ears of my Mother and Sister who'd also scold me.

Although these thoughts were little to happy, I cherished them. I craved those moments once more. And as I thought about my family, I asked myself; "Where were they?"

The question made my eyes swell with water. I shook my head to clean it away. I knew now that I shouldn't worry about matters such as those, I knew they were out there looking for me. I knew it!

"Something troubles you?" I heard someone ask me from behind. It was Jack. He stood next to me and leaned against the railing as well.

I sniffed.

"You miss your family eii?" He asked.

I nodded.

"well...I don't know what to tell yuh...Sorry? I know how yuh feel?...No...Not the words a pirate says."

"Not sure if I like the Pirate's life so much now..." I replied.

Did I really believe in the words I had just told him?

He smiled.

"Well...sometimes it's not fit for everyone..." Jack replied and looked off into the Horizon as I did.

"like that ghost?" I asked him. He side glanced to me. He knew that i wanted to know more about the man he spoke with at Singapore and why he knew so much about me.

"That Lass, was Sir Benjamin Hornigold." He said, knowing that I knew who he was. And indeed I did.

"You mean Captain BlackBeard's front man? His first first mate?" I replied eagerly. All sadness seemed to fade away from me and in it's place, curiosity and excitement.

"...I don't know about Captain..." Jack scoffed.

I chuckled.

"what happened to him? Why is he a ghost?"

"Hornigold was amongst BlackBeard's first crew to ever sail the seas. Their story is well known to many." Jack replied.

"Can you tell me?" I asked him.

Jack smiled. "Ayy..."

"BlackBeard, formally known as Edward Teach was a noble man during the rather early days of the New World. He watched as ships came to and fro the Ports and controlled where they went and who led them. It wasn't until the...killings and kidnappings started happening that Teach grew more...curious." Jack Started.

My thought lingered back to the Journal that I had read the night of my kidnapping.

"...A few months later, Teach found out about the Blood Treasure and grew anxious to rally 'imself up a crew and sail to its hidden waters. A sail that soon drew the attention of many other sailors and pirates. You see, Teach grew so bloodthirsty for the treasure, he was willing to risk it all. Sold off all his land and bought him self the most notable ship in history ...for such a voyage required one bloody hell of a ship."

"The queen Anne's Revenge." I muttered.

"Ayyy..." Jack replied looking at me, his eyes popped open and he smiled widely at my reply.

"Hornigold joined the crew soon afterwards, claimed he knew more about the treasure than anyone. Along with him, thirty more men joined and by the next fort night, they began their journey."

I watched Jack as he stared off into the distance and continued the story.

"Took 'em forty days...and forty nights...to find the one thing Hornigold told Teach he needed; A Blood Child."

"wait...so there's been one before me?" I asked him.

He nodded.

"They say a blood child is born on every 31st crescent moon. Either way...back to the story.
They had sailed all the way to Spain, when teach's eyes befell upon a bread maker's daughter. They fell in love blah blah blah...but Hornigold KNEW she was the blood child, for on her 20th birthday, she revealed the way to them. For ten more days they sailed, until it was said that Hornigold and Teach came to a disagreement that almost cost Hornigold, his life."

"what was the disagreement?" I asked him.

"eghhhh something about the woman being pregnant during the time of the journey...I wouldn't know the details. But I do know his child..." Jack replied. I saw his face go from complete bliss to fear and regret.

"What happened to him?..the child?" I asked him.

"HER. It was a girl...eggh...Let's get back to the story...shall we?" Jack replied hesitantly.

I nodded. He continued.

"Anyway...The argument soon came to a halt when they finally reached the island...only to behold there horror.
You see, the island was cursed. Filled with the foulest of creatures. And the thirty men aboard BlackBeard's ship died...brutal, horrible deaths they were. They say that Hornigold has looked upon the treasure but before he could even touch it, BlackBeard betrayed him and shot him twice in the back."

I shuddered. BlackBeard was such a horrible man.

"...Bewitched by greed, BlackBeard tried as best he could to gather up as much treasure, but somehow, something wouldn't let him.
BlackBeard returned his ship...EMPTY HANDED...and sailed away."

"what about his Spanish love and her unborn child?" I asked Jack.

"left them there."

I gasped slightly.

"I suppose she found someway back to Spain, gave birth to the child and heaved her last,sour breath. But BlackBeard...no one knows what he saw, or what he did for him to have the sudden decision to just...sail away from MOUNTAINS of treasure but they DO SAY...that he began to gather up ANOTHER crew...to go in search for something to which he thought, was equally important and would hopefully help him in finding the treasure once more..and this time, claiming it."

I stared at Jack confused. what could've been as equally important as the blood treasure?

"The Fountain of Youth love." Jack replied quietly.

I shivered slightly. What could BlackBeard have seen to have him embark on a task as that?

"What ever became of him?" I asked Jack.

"He's dead." Jack replied simply, with no emotion to it at all. It sort of killed the atmosphere that had been created.

"How?" I asked Jack.

He pointed to himself.

"You..killed BlackBeard?"

"Why do you sound surprised?" Jack asked.

"okay...what REALLY happened?" I asked him, arms folded.

"FINE! His daughter Angelica..UNINTENTIONALLY...killed him...along with the aid of some poison and my swift brilliance." Jack replied and began to walk away.

"wait...Angelica? His own daughter?" I said and followed him. I followed him all over the ship. It was if he was now trying to get rid of me.

"Yes." He replied quickly, hopping over ropes and so on. I followed.

"And you knew her?"

"perhaps..."

"No wait...you said earlier that you knew her!"

"I lied."

"So what happened to her?" I asked him. I wasn't going to just give up. I wanted to know more.

"To who?" He replied. His efforts to get rid of me were growing more funnier and funnier as I watched him prance around the ship.

"haha...to ANGELICA!?"

"oh...How should I know?"

"Know what?" Gibbs came out and said.

"AHH !" I stopped to face him.

Jack looked over to us with fright in his eyes.

"what ever happened to this Angelica person?" I asked him.

I saw Jack throw signals at Gibbs for him to shut up, I payed no mind but instead stared Gibbs dead in the eyes. It made him nervous.

"Uhh...She's alive..."

"really?" I perked up.

Jack's signals grew more noticeable and outrageous. He flung his hands everywhere, hoping it would do him some good. I continued to stare at Gibbs deadly.

"Uhh...maybe I should...go."

"GIBBS!" I yelled.

He jumped at the sound of his name and grew more nervous.

Jack became desperate.

"Gibbs..." I said sweetly.

"GibBs! yuh swash pot!" Jack yelled.

"Gibbs my darling.."

"Gibbs yuh no good Pig herder! Shut up!"

"It's okay..you can tell me my sweet."

"GIBBS DON'T YOU DARE!"

"Gibbs."

"GIBBS!"

"AHHHHHHHH...JACK MAROONED HER ON AN ISLAND TO LIVE OUT HER ETERNAL YOUTH SINCE HE TRICKED HER INTO DRINKING THE FOUNTAIN'S WATERS CAUSE SHE WAS DYING!..." gibbs blurted out. At that point, everyone had gathered.

Gibbs kept going.

"...SHE TRIED TO CONVINCE JACK TO SET HER FREE BECAUSE SHE WAS PREGNANT WITH HIS CHILD WHICH TURNED OUT TO BE TRUE...I'MMM SORRY JACKKK!" Gibbs collapsed to his knees and began to sob.

I turned to Jack who stood twitching his left eye. His hands were in the air, as if he had frozen in the midst of one of his spasms.

So that was the truth. This woman, Angelica, was Jack's lover. She was also Luke's mother. The revelation left me speechless.

Everyone's gaze soon turned to Luke who stood at the head of the stairs with tears in his eyes and anger on his face. It was as if he himself was just revealed to the news which I inferred to be true. He watched Jack with an intent to kill. Jack maintained his same pose and expression.

I knew this was my fault. If I hadn't insisted.

Luke stormed off to his quarters. Jack, catching himself, ran after his son.

I watched Gibbs Sob painfully as all the others did.

I felt horrible. I really did.

Luke: ...

Clarice: ...

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

Jack: GIBBS YOU IDIOT!

Hope you enjoyed this Chapter. Shot Notice: College starts for me in a week, so since I have to Prepare, Chapter releases will now be shifted to Friday. :(

Sorry Kiddies. But I'll keep postin' chapters.

As always, leave a review or favourite if you enjoyed this chapter/ fan fic so far ;)

Want more? well...the follow button loves to be clicked ;)

POTC Fan fic stuff on my profile...check em' out if you want.

Love always 3

~ VendettaxXx