Disclaimer: I do not own POTC, only Jane Hawke. She's mine!
Jane Hawke is finally found
"Aw come on guys, you're destroying my boots," a woman whined as two men in red uniforms dragged her further in to the huge hallway. The men ignored her and kept marching. She pouted but didn't complain anymore.
The woman didn't look like many other woman in London. She wore a long, dark green coat, black jeans, brown and almost worn boots and a tricorn hat on her head. She looked just like a pirate. With her long raven black hair, no one could fail to guess who she was.
The hallway stopped and a huge door relieved itself. The men opened it and they came in to a huge great hall. There wasn't much in there. A throne, a long table with food on and a chair with chains on. They immediately chained her to the chair across the big throne. Then they exited the room, leaving the woman all alone.
She wasn't exactly sad, there was something to eat. 'The king must probably by fat', she thought, 'Who wouldn't be with all this food'. Her head snapped as she saw a muffin right in front of her. She tried to reach for it, but the chains around her wrists weren't that long. She quickly returned her arm to her as a troop of men in red, followed by a fat man with a wig, made an entry.
'Heh, I was right.' she thought as she stared at the fatty.
The fat man with the wig sat down on the throne, with a little difficulty, and grinned at her. It wasn't a 'Hey, pleased to meet you' grin. It was more like a 'Gotcha' grin.
"Pleasure," the woman said, not really meaning it.
"So, I finally found you." the king smirked, "I believe you know how you ended up here."
She paused, "Nope. Please explain."
The king nodded to the nearest guard. The guard coughed and rolled up a roll, "Captain Jane Hawke, you're arrested for being a pirate. Also, for plundering, looting, forgery, murder and escaping from prison."
Jane rolled her eyes, "Not a pirate, adventurer. It's two different things."
"Really?" the king said in a mock shock, "Jane Hawke, can you tell me why my guards found you outside, with a gun in your hand, screaming to my castle; 'You son of a woodchuck'?"
Jane smiled and tilted her head, "Coincidence?"
"Well?" he tapped his fingers on the table impatiently.
"Well, your Majesty," she sighed, "I just got fooled by a sparrow in the middle of a time travel. He also took by ship and my time traveler. Now I have nothing to fulfill my dream about having the greatest weapon of all alone." 'That was halfway true,' she thought.
When she was finished, the king laughed out loud. She cocked an eyebrow and waited 'til the king was done.
He panted and glared at me. 'Oh, this better be good.'
"You think I'm a fool, Miss Hawke?" he growled, "I will NOT accept lies. A sparrow..."
She shrugged, "Fine, if you don't believe me, why not make a deal?"
"A deal?" he narrowed his eyes.
Jane rolled her eyes, "Yeah, a deal. I'll give you something and you'll give me something. Both will blast out the doors with a happy face at the end of this conversation."
"Your Majesty," the guard who read the roll stepped in, "I don't think we should trust a pirate-"
He was interrupted when Jane stomped both of her feet on the table, which made some muffins fly in the air.
"I am NOT a pirate!" she hissed, but smirked when a muffin landed on her lap, "Anyway, this deal. What if you set me free so I can keep looking for my weapon."
"And what do I get out of it?" the king asked.
Jane's voice was muffled by the muffin she ate, "Yoo'll ge de wepon, ad do mage shore I do mu job," she swallowed, "you can let me live with one of your most trusted guards, Lords or whatever."
He looked like he was in deep thought, "Where do you need to set sail?"
"Port Royal. In the Caribbean," she said. A sudden 'click' was heard, but the negotiators ignored it.
"Deal," he said, "You will make sure that this weapon will be mine, or you will be hanged to the gallows. Meanwhile, you will live with Lord Cutler Beckett, and you will do everything he tells you to do."
Jane quickly shook her hand with the king, "Deal! Now, excuse me, but I have a ship to reach."
She took another muffin and she raced through the doors. Before they knew, she was out of the castle.
"Your Highness," a guard said, "Miss Hawke escaped from the chains. Shall we follow her?"
"No, not everyone. You," he pointed to a young guard, "follow Miss Hawke. Someone has to tell Lord Beckett about the news."
"Yes, your Majesty." the young guard nodded and sprinted after the adventurer.
The king smiled evilly and took a muffin, "Right now, she's the least of my problems. She'll never know what hit her." he added as he took a knife and stabbed the muffin.
Would you look at that! Jane met the king and is now going to Port Royal and meet this 'Lord Beckett'. Does she really care? I think not. And what has the king planned for her? Find out next chapter! :D