Port Sintura

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Anamaria knelt on the cold deck of the Black Pearl, scrubbing the smooth black wood beneath her, with skilled hands. Silent tears slipped down her dark cheeks and she quickly brushed them away, not wanting any of the other crew members to see her cry. She was a strong woman, and rarely cried, but the events of the past few days had finally taken its toll on her.

As she slowly scrubbed the dark wood of the Pearl, occasionally dipping the brush into the dirty water, her thoughts drifted back to her Captain. God knows if he was still alive, but she doubted it. Surely he would have bleed to death by now. Nobody could survive being shot and left without medical attention, hell, not many people who were shot lived to tell the tale anyway.

'Jack did.' She thought to herself, remembering the two bullet wounds on his muscular chest. He was Captain Jack Sparrow, as Jack would say, that is why he had lived. She sighed and stopped working. Jack didn't deserve this. He was the best captain anyone could ever wish to have, he was fare, loyal and even kind, which for a pirate, was unusual.

And she had always loved him, but she never had voiced how she felt towards the pirate captain, for fear that he shared not the same feelings. She sighed again, remembering the celebration that had taken place the night before the mutiny, and the words they had shared,

FLASHBACK

It was late in the evening as Anamaria sat on the railing, at the helm of the Black Pearl, listening to the wild celebration that was taking place below deck. The crew and their captain had just raided a Spanish merchant ship that had been on its way to Port El Sofia, fifty miles south east from Port Royal. They had had many valuable treasures onboard such as fine, handmade Malaysian silks, pearl necklaces, alcohol, fresh food, many new clothing articles (which the crew of the Black Pearl were very much in need of), four chests full of blocks of gold and, to everyone's amusement a little black and white goat, that Jack named 'Poppy' and told the crew that she was not to be harmed, at all. After all the goods, and Poppy, were safely aboard the Pearl, they had blown a hole in the merchant vessel, near the bow and just above the water line, so as, when travelling through the waves, they would be slowly taking on water.

So, the captain had decided to hold a celebration, for the crew after the good day of raiding.

Anamaria smiled as she listened to the noisy crew that were now singing Jack's favourite song...A pirate's life for me. Sure it was annoying, but to hear them all in such good sprits made her wish she was down there to join in with them. But someone had to sail the ship, and, as first mate, that task had fallen upon her.

She took her compass out of her pocket and flipped it open, the pin pointed to north, North West.

"Slightly off course." She said to herself, shutting the compass.

"Well, that's what happens when you just sit there." Said a new voice. Anamaria jumped and glared at the intruder, who stood on the stairs from the main deck.

"Jack, haven't I told you not to sneak up on me?"

"Probably." He replied, as he walked, well stumbled, over to the wheel, removed the brace rope and turned the wheel a couple of turns. Anamaria re- opened her compass and checked it again; they were now dead on course. Smiling to herself she quietly watched her captain from her place on the railing. He was amazing. He didn't need a compass to navigate his was across any ocean, he didn't need a cutlass to win a fight; all he needed was to be himself, Captain Jack Sparrow. The most kind and handsome mad she had ever known. But at the same time, the most feared and wanted pirate in the Spanish Main.

"I came here to relieve you of your duty." He said after some time, not bothering to face her as he spoke, instead gazing up into the dark sky, dotted by the endless array of twinkling stars.

"I am fine captain. I would rather stay here and enjoy a beautiful night like tonight, than be below decks, suffocating in the stench of thirty drunken men." She replied, getting to her feet and walking over to stand beside Jack, who was still surveying the stars but now, with a slight grin on his handsome features.

"I bet you just want to say here with me. Nobody can resist my charm for long, not even..." He started to say, but was cut off when a hand roughly connected with his cheek.

"Owww! I didn't deserve that!" Jack whined, rubbing his reddening cheek.

"Yes you did, Sparrow!" She replied, putting her hands on her hips.

"CAPTAIN Sparrow!"

"Where's your ship then?"

"You're standin' on it, love!" He said with a grin, opening his arms.

"Ah, but there you are mistaken. This is actually MY ship." Said Anamaria, attempting to keep the mirth out of her eyes. She loved working him up like this.

The grin fell from Jack's lips and at her looked at her with terror clearly written across his face. Ana felt her heart rip at his expression. Of all the things to joke with him about, she had mistakenly chosen his most important thing in his life, the Black Pearl.

"But, Ana . . . . ." He stammered, trying to look normal, but failing miserably. "I . . . you said . . ..."

Ana couldn't take it any longer. This wasn't joking with him; it was more like torturing him.

'He had been betrayed more than once, by a supposed loyal crew,' she thought, 'He is probably thinking that we are against him and are going to kill, or mutiny him on some island.'

"Jack," She said, holding a finger against his lips to silence him. "I was only joshin' with ya. You know that we would never do that to you."

Jack dropped his kohl lined eyes to the deck.

"Aye, I know. It's just, well, my last crew they were . . . . ." He began, trying to find the right words.

"Scoundrels, betrayers, mutineers, scum?" She offered. Upon not getting a response, she lifted his chin so that their eyes met.

"Your crew loves you Jack. And we always will."

"Thank you, Ana." He said quietly, before turning back to the wheel.

END FLASHBACK

Heavy, slow, footsteps on the deck, coming towards her, snapped her out of her thoughts, and Anamaria quickly started scrubbing again. She stopped whin a large pair of boots appeared on the deck in front of her. Looking up she saw that it was Barbossa.

"You, wrench." He sneered, showing his rotting teeth. "Get up."

Anamaria quickly got to her feet, standing at attention before the pirate.

"We will be arriving at Port Sintura on the hour, be ready to go ashore, with one man." He said walking around her, eyeing off her body. "You are to get a few supplies, then both of you are to come back to MY ship. You will have three hours, if you have not returned by then; we will hunt you down and kill you." Roughly he thrust a coin pouch and piece of parchment, which was the list, into her hand, turned on his heel and left.

Anamaria looked at the coin pouch and then out to the horizon. She could see the shoreline of Port Sintura fast approaching. And quickly decided on a plan of action. She was going to find Jack. Even if he was dead.

- - TBC - -

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