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Fanfic: Karibik,love und streitereien 5...

Chapter: Caribbean, love and quarrels 5 ...

Hi, if you wish, I will continue to write soon



The first shots came from the Navy. I managed to get so close to the Black Pearl that Jack could hop over to his ship without getting perforated.

Me: Jack look that you get out of here with Pearl!

Jack: Don't come in the door, I'll help you.

Me: You can't help me, but I have to ask you to take care of Bia and the bin. * g *

Jack: Okay, I'll take care of the two of you, but what will become of you guys?

Me: I want my people to go to you on the Pearl and then you disappear.

Greg: That’s out of the question stella. I will not leave you here alone.

Jack: Yeah, you can't do that, they'll get you.

Me: But there is no other solution.

In the meantime, one naval ship has become three.

Me: Greg that's an order from the captain and besides, I'll get out of there again.

Jack: Otherwise we'll just leave the Flash there and you will get out of here with us.

Me: No, a captain goes down with his ship. * look at him *

Jack: But I need you. * sad *

I did not get an answer because the Mariene ships opened fire and also hit. The dark flash of my beloved ship had a huge leak. I grabbed Greg and ordered him to go to the Pearl with James and Alec and because it was an order they had to do it for better or for worse.

I climbed the mast to be able to see Bia, Greg, Jack, James, Alc and Will again. Jacks and my eyes met and I had to look at sadly as a few tears rolled down his face.

Me: * whisper * We'll probably never see you again. * sad *

In the meantime the navy had taken my beloved ship and with rifles pointed at me I had to climb from the mast and surrender. They locked me in the bottom cabin and drove back to Portroyal.Once there, they locked me in the dungeon where I wasn't all alone. A couple of old sailors were there too, staring at me. I was supposed to be hanged in the morning. All night I looked at the calm sea. It seemed to me that the night would never end. In the morning the guards picked me up and took me to the hangman. I stood there and thought of all my friends that I had probably last seen yesterday. They put the rough strik around my neck and started reading my crimes. I stand there and wait for my life to come to an end.



So the deadline is five commis without them I will not write any further. your max.
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