What if your best friend was THE Captain Jack Sparrow? What if you fell for him? What if love was the one thing that drove you insane?
Catalina Perez had grown up with Jack Sparrow and had fallen for him more and more everyday. When he goes missing...
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3rd Person's POV
A flash of lightening and the crack of thunder fill throughout the sky. The canvas of every sail is stretched taut. The ship rocks as it drops into the valley of huge swell, climbs up the other side.
On board, the new crew members scurry about with their tasks, pulling lines and trimming sails. Excellent sailors, it takes everything they have to keep the ship afloat. AnaMaria is at the helm.
Gibbs staggers along the deck, "That fool will have us lose the canvas, and the masts besides!"
On Jack, a roaring wind blowing back his hair, eyes intent on their course. Gibbs climbs the tilted deck toward him.
"We'd best drop canvas, sir!"
Jack shakes his head, "She can hold a bit longer."
The wind picks up, howling. Jack smiles.
"What's in your head to put you in such a fine mood," Gibbs shouts.
"We're catching up!"
Jack turns back to the sea, enjoying himself. Gibbs stares at him like he's a crazy man. Gibbs turns away and goes back to the crew as Jack's eyes linger over the deck, looking for one person in particular.
Where is she?
"AnaMaria take the wheel."
AnaMaria steps up and grabs the wheel with a nod. Jack closes his compass then throws it in his pocket. Without another word, he makes his way down the stairs and into the hall to the captain's quarters. Standing by the door, he puts his ear to it and listens to the other side. He hears light footsteps and drawers closing and instantly knows that she was in there.
Slamming the door open, Jack stands with his arms crossed against his chest. Catalina glances over without worry or surprise then turns back to the desk she was scavenging through.
"What are ye doing?" Jack asks as he slowly makes his way into the room.
"What I do best Sparrow... study then kill." Catalina smirks as she raises a bottle of rum to her lips.
Jack's eyebrows furrow, "You're going to kill me?"
Jack was totally and utterly confused. The last he saw her they were the best of friends. Sure he would understand if she was mad about him not coming back but she was livid and not herself.
"Oh not yet. But when I do... I will be a legend."
"Right..." Jack says in confusion while watching Catalina slightly stumble past the desk.
"Catalina-"
Jack stops speaking as Cat pushes him into a desk, her body touching his, with a knife attached to his throat.
