Captain Jack Sparow and I: A Pirates of the Caribbean Fanfiction

Epilogue

At this point, the whole crew has each officer either killed, thrown overboard, or held at knife and gunpoint. Captain Turner bursts through the heavy wooden door of the captain's quarters, Norrington's collar tightly gripped in Turner's fist. He struggles for breath as the hold tightens around his throat.

And just like that, Captain Turner suffocates the slimy bastard. He's gone forever, and died with me staring down at him as the last thing he ever saw. His body is thrown overboard, never to be found.

That was ten years ago. Captain Turner reunited with his dearly beloved Elizabeth at the end of that life changing voyage.

Me? I'm worlds away from Port Royal. I'm out there on the edges of the globe, exploring every corner of what the ocean has to offer, living the adventures I'd only dreamed of as a little girl.

And what of the man who they said his only love was the sea? Some say he's dead and lost in the ocean, some say he's changed his identity and finally settled down, and some say he's immortal. None of these ring true, of course, but the stories of me are.

"The infamous Lady Catherine Waters, who left her upper class lifestyle for a life of piracy, and subsequently conquered the seas. The pirate who sailed to the ends of the Earth and back alongside the notorious Captain Jack Sparrow, and the woman who caught his eye."

I look at the ocean and I see freedom, and I look at Jack and I see freedom. My name is Catherine Waters and dare I say I'm a pirate, but above all, I'm free.