ONCE IS ENOUGH
AUTHORS NOTE, Read…please! It helps and sooths your worries…. below will be a blurb/prologue:
Hi all! Welcome to my second Pirates Fanfic, 'Once is Enough" A big big WARNING! This contains spoilers for the 3rd and final movie of this oh so great saga, (Yes I am in mourning) and I am, (if you have read my other fanfic you will already know this,) a very very very big Jack fan, one day I will marry him, (yes by this stage I will be under sedation in a mental hospital in a nicely padded cell but I will be happy) yet, I am going to join that large group of Jack/OC groups (starting my journey towards the above… this is just the first step towards that great goal, marrying him… because, desperate as I am, the OC is going to be based on, that's right you guessed it, ME!! Bwhahahahahahahahaaa), mainly because after the 3rd movie I also fell in love with James Norrington, so I thought that it might be time to right a James/Lizzie fic…. oh and for all you underage peoples MUCH SMUT will be written, MUCH MUCH SMUT…. and for all you other Jack/lizzie fans, fear not my fellows for there shall, maybe at one stage…cough cough early on cough cough …also be Lizzie/Jack smut…. Also I feel obligated to tell you that along with MUCH SMUT there will be MUCH ANGST, for that is what I am, an angst writer, but fear not for it will all be resolved in the end. But for the record, I am and always will be a Jack/Lizzie fan, my faith in them has not been shaken, and I feel slightly like a betrayer writing this, but it is my will and hence shall be done!
K. So there will be two stories. Elizabeth's and Jacks. Because I like my life to be complicated I will be starting these two stories at different times in the final movie. Starting Jacks from the Brethren Court/Meeting and starting Elizabeth's from that painful moment, all Jack fans will know which one I speak of, on the Black Pearl as she circles the pipe, almost literally!
Oh and by the by, if you review me, flame or otherwise I will forever love and adore you. Yes that is right, I wish your feedback, criticism, ideas, all of it is welcome and encouraged, for I am an inspiring writer (for when I'm in my nice padded cell I will need something to do) and want to know how I am faring so far…. so PLEASE PLEASE review!!! PLEASE I am begging you!!!
DISCLAIMERIf I owned Pirates of the Caribbean and it's wonderful characters, I would not be writing this, why because the movie would have ended the way I wanted it to, yet it didn't so here I am, yet again, writing as if they were my own. And obviously my OC is my own Character…ahdah.
BLURB…. PROLOUGE THING…Really to catch you up on where I will be starting…right I'll get on with it than:
JACK:
Jack wasn't looking forward to entering that room. He stared at the door, trying to get up the courage to walk in there. After all, he did owe every single one of those blood-sucking pirates in that room money…they weren't going to like him much! But tough titties for them because, like it or not, he was one of the Lords, and they needed him. Just like he needed them if his plan was going to begin.
Having spent more time in Davy Jones Locker than he would have previously liked too, he had come to a revelation, as such. One that was going to be met as soon as he walked through that door. He wasn't going to die again… ever. He was never going to find himself in that hell again, and he was never going to give up his freedom to anyone. Especially never to a woman…
Stupid Elizabeth and her scrawny wiles. He muttered bitterly to himself. Well never again!
So how was he to bring this about? Well it had been a problem for a while, being stuck in Davy's Locker and all, but that first little obstacle had been fixed for him by his oh-so faithful crew….and stupid Elizabeth.
The second obstacle…the whole never dying again…presented it's answer in a very unlikely form and through a very un-likely mouth piece. Beckett had handed him the solution on a silver platter. Davy Jones! He would stab the heart, become the ferry man and live forever, free to sail the seas…and occasionally ferry a soul to the other side to prevent the whole squid face thing.
His plan was brilliant.
His plan was flawless.
Filled with re-newed confidence, fuelled at the prospect of his brilliance being realised, Jack strut into the room where the nine Lords of the Pirates sat around a large table. Glancing quickly around the room, noting those who were present, Jacks eyes fell on a familiar face. A face he thought he would never see again
His plan was going to hell.
ELIZABETH:
All noise seemed to seise, the battle that was waging around them went quiet and still for that one, heart stopping moment. Elizabeth stared at Will shocked. Surely she hadn't heard him right?
"I don't think that was the right moment!" She screamed over the noise. Will blocked a blow from an attacker and stepped closer to her, she couldn't move.
She was frozen.
Yet everything in side of her screamed at her to move. Not only to move away from this very awkward moment, but because a sword was swinging down towards her head. Moving would be in her best interest for both reasons. Ducking, blocking the swing and than stabbing her assailant, Elizabeth reeled inwardly.
Marry? Marry Will? It wasn't so long ago that it was her very dearest wish. She had even killed, killed a man she had wanted no matter how briefly, to see that it would happen. So much had happened, to her since that fateful moment when she had shackled an innocent; she snorted inwardly at that, ok maybe not so innocent man, to a mast to be eaten by a rather smelly beastie.
For one her conscious had burned her mercilessly, it had driven her to risk her life and that of many others to retrieve the roguishly handsome pirate. Killing Jack had more consequences than she had foreseen. Probably, most importantly, it had led her to this moment, the moment she was reeling from in an un-recognised distain. They had sailed to the ends of the earth, found Jack in a rather strange…er mood, sailed back, held the Brethren court, released a goddess (which, amazingly wasn't the most weird occurrence) and now faced The Flying Dutchman in a whirlpool, created by said goddess…among other things.
One of these other things, she thought to herself as Will looked at her with those sad yet fiercely begging eyes, amidst a waging battle, circling a mother of a whirl pool which was intent on dragging them to the bottom of the ocean, was finding herself being un-expectedly kissed by a man she had once been engaged too. She should have hated him, hit him, stabbed him, anything, but what she did. And that was that she found herself in love with the man she had agreed to marry so that she could save the man she thought she loved. How confusing did she really want her life to be? Talk about love triangles, she thought bitterly too herself. But more had happened during that kiss which still burned on her lips, more than she knew.
So now her she stood, being soaked by a relentless rain, fighting for her life, for his, which ever his it was, while The Black Pearl and The Flying Dutchman faced each other in this final battle and all the while circling a whirlpool. And just to put the cherry on top of this circumstance Will, a man she found herself no longer loving, had just asked her to marry him.
Luckily for Elizabeth, Will had found the most un-opportune moment to ask her. It wouldn't be too hard to say no.