Disclaimers: This will be the only time in this story that I do this: I own
only Jacquelyn and the young Will Turner. No more, no less, at least not
now. Luv and smiles all around!
-Ishi-chan
*****
The Black Pearl loomed down over the merchant ship, the Pleading Wizard. It had taken nearly two hours to catch up to her. Captain Jack Sparrow stood at the helm, hand resting on the wheel, half impressed. It was a good ship to have run this long without being taken over. Oh yes, she was much faster than the Interceptor. But not the Black Pearl. No, nothing was faster than the Black Pearl.
"Ready to board, Captain!" A female voice called. "Thanks, love." He called back, not taking his eyes off the ship. He smiled. This should be fun.
He stood on the railing of the ship. The sailors on the other ship, most already resigned to their fate, stood there, most just kind of gawking at the immense ship. "Al right, mates, stay calm, we are taking over your ship. If everybody would be so kind as to-"
"Jack? Captain Jack Sparrow? 'Tis it really you?"
He rolled his eyes, then began searching along the rails for the one voice that would dare to interrupt his pretty speech. He spotted her. Or, should he say, them. There on the deck stood Elizabeth, Will ...and some midget that looked like Will.
"Alright, new plan, mates. Injuring, ok, killing, bad. Anybody resist and I'll beat your flying brains out, do not and you and your little boat will leave here unharmed, savvy? Have at it, mates."
A cheer ran up from the pirate crew, who promptly set about relieving the boat of any and all valuable possessions. Jack swung aboard and came to rest near the couple. "Will, Elizabeth, love! It's been a good fifteen years since I saw you last. Left you standing at the executioner's block, as I remember it. How'd you get out of that one, Will?"
The blacksmith smiled. "Elizabeth." He said simply. "She convinced her father we were really in love, and her father convinced Norrington that you and I were not worth the trouble of killing. How have you managed over the years?"
He grinned. "Told you that bonnie lass of yours were worth savin'. And as for me, well, look around you. The ship is in perfect condition and as beautiful as ever, the crew is well-fed and strong, the day is beautiful, and I just got a little more rich, savvy?"
Elizabeth was just about to answer him when a simple feminine voice was heard from somewhere around his shoulder level. "Captain, the crew is just about done. Nobody was hurt. Are ye going to take care of the land lovers or would ye like I should do it for ye, seein as how you're getting on in years." She spoke in a short, clipped voice, half mocking, with just enough respect to confuse Jack for a moment. "What?! Where are you, you scurvy dog," He said half drunkenly, looking around at eye level as though he thought it would help him identify the voice. "I'll get you for that and tan your hide, I will!"
"Captain, I'm down here, same as I always have been, and ye know it. Now come, do ye plan on just standing here talking to them or are ye going to do your duties as a pirate, eh?"
"And just who might you be?" Asked Elizabeth, latching a firm hold on the girl's ear. "Let me take a good look at you." She was rather short, and skinny, but didn't seem to have anything but muscle. By the look of her, she was about ten, but something about her told Elizabeth that she was closer to thirteen, maybe fourteen. She had dark brown eyes that looked like Anna Maria's, but her hair, hat and bandanna were definitely Jack's. She wore a loose shirt that had probably once been white but was now a dirty yellow- brown, and a pair of brown trousers, and was bare foot. Over her little ensemble was a trench coat (A/N: think Captain Barbossa) with the cuffs turned up and the collar flared out. She had in one ear an earring with two black feathers and a heavy gold bead on it.
Done with her inspection, Elizabeth turned to Jack incredously. "Since when do you have a daughter? Is she Anna Maria's? Why isn't she wearing shoes? Have you been feeding the poor child at all? What's her name? How old is she? How come you never wrote a letter to tell us?-"
"How come ye won't let go of me ear?" the girl said to Elizabeth. "Oh, right, sorry." "Jack, answer me!" Jack looked slightly scared and no entirely sure what he was supposed to answer, so the girl picked up where Jack should have. "Me name is Jac Sparrow, I'm fourteen as of yesterday, there's plenty enough food, I just don't eat enough and I know it. Yes, Anna Maria's me mum, and I don't like shoes, they make it hard to balance and pinch my feet. Now it be my turn. Who are ye and what ye be doin here, how do ye know the Captain or vice verse, why he be respectin and protectin ye, and why do yer midget be scared of me?"
Elizabeth looked primly down her nose at Jac. "The 'midget' is my son, Will, thank you kindly; we're on this ship because we're going to England. I am Elisabeth Turner and this is my husband, William Turner. I know Jack from a time about fifteen years ago when he saved my life and we helped him reclaim the Black Pearl as his own, which is the reason he speaks to me as a gentleman instead of a pirate. Anything else?"
Jac looked her over once, scrutinizing every detail she saw, then looked back up at her face, now with a half smile and a twinkle in her eye. "Nope, that be about it. Thankee."
Elizabeth just kind of blinked, surprised at the sudden mood swing. "That's it?"
"Yes'm, that's it. Is there anything else ye need to ask me?"
"No, no, I don't suppose there is."
"Alright then, Captain, are we ready to go back on board?"
"Yes, I suppose I am."
"Wait a moment, your name can't be Jac!"
Jac turned a quizzical eye to Will, who had finally spoken. "And why not?"
"Jac is a boy's name! You're a girl!"
"Of course me real name isn't Jac, ye idiot, it's Jacqulyn! But I warn ye once, if ye call me that, I be teachin ye the meanin of pain, do ye hear me?"
He flat out laughed at her. "You're just a girl! You might be a pirate, but you're so small you'd never be able to actually hurt me! Hahaha!" Well, that was probably the biggest mistake of his life. She tackled him full force, slamming right into his gut, hollering "Ye'll pay for that one!" She started beating up on him. For such a small girl, she could hit just as hard as anyone else on that ship.
"Bloody hell!" He gasped, causing Elizabeth's eyebrows to go up sharply. He managed to get to his feet and stumble backwards..Right over the edge of the railing into the water below.
*****
Jac stood up, looking half pleased, but still half angry. Elizabeth and Will were already at the side, watching the water below. After a few moments of strangled silence, Elizabeth choked out "Jack.He's not coming up."
"You taught the lad to swim, didn't you?" Ever so slowly, Will shook his head. Jack laid a hand on his daughter's shoulder. "Then you'll be the one going in after him, lass."
She spun around, eyes wide. "But, cap." Her face steeled, she turned around and crossed her arms defiantly. "I shan't" His grip tightened and he turned her around to face him. "It wasn't a suggestion, love. I can give you a second to take off your hat if you'd like, but you're going in one way or another, savvy?" Her eyes narrowed and she jerked her arm out of his grip. She took off her hat, nearly tore off her coat and a shoulder belt, hidden under the coat, with a loaded revolver and multiple throwing knives. She pushed all the items at a random sailor, growling "Do not loose these." She then jumped aboard the railing, took a deep breath, then executed a perfect swan dive into the icy waters below.
*****
The Black Pearl loomed down over the merchant ship, the Pleading Wizard. It had taken nearly two hours to catch up to her. Captain Jack Sparrow stood at the helm, hand resting on the wheel, half impressed. It was a good ship to have run this long without being taken over. Oh yes, she was much faster than the Interceptor. But not the Black Pearl. No, nothing was faster than the Black Pearl.
"Ready to board, Captain!" A female voice called. "Thanks, love." He called back, not taking his eyes off the ship. He smiled. This should be fun.
He stood on the railing of the ship. The sailors on the other ship, most already resigned to their fate, stood there, most just kind of gawking at the immense ship. "Al right, mates, stay calm, we are taking over your ship. If everybody would be so kind as to-"
"Jack? Captain Jack Sparrow? 'Tis it really you?"
He rolled his eyes, then began searching along the rails for the one voice that would dare to interrupt his pretty speech. He spotted her. Or, should he say, them. There on the deck stood Elizabeth, Will ...and some midget that looked like Will.
"Alright, new plan, mates. Injuring, ok, killing, bad. Anybody resist and I'll beat your flying brains out, do not and you and your little boat will leave here unharmed, savvy? Have at it, mates."
A cheer ran up from the pirate crew, who promptly set about relieving the boat of any and all valuable possessions. Jack swung aboard and came to rest near the couple. "Will, Elizabeth, love! It's been a good fifteen years since I saw you last. Left you standing at the executioner's block, as I remember it. How'd you get out of that one, Will?"
The blacksmith smiled. "Elizabeth." He said simply. "She convinced her father we were really in love, and her father convinced Norrington that you and I were not worth the trouble of killing. How have you managed over the years?"
He grinned. "Told you that bonnie lass of yours were worth savin'. And as for me, well, look around you. The ship is in perfect condition and as beautiful as ever, the crew is well-fed and strong, the day is beautiful, and I just got a little more rich, savvy?"
Elizabeth was just about to answer him when a simple feminine voice was heard from somewhere around his shoulder level. "Captain, the crew is just about done. Nobody was hurt. Are ye going to take care of the land lovers or would ye like I should do it for ye, seein as how you're getting on in years." She spoke in a short, clipped voice, half mocking, with just enough respect to confuse Jack for a moment. "What?! Where are you, you scurvy dog," He said half drunkenly, looking around at eye level as though he thought it would help him identify the voice. "I'll get you for that and tan your hide, I will!"
"Captain, I'm down here, same as I always have been, and ye know it. Now come, do ye plan on just standing here talking to them or are ye going to do your duties as a pirate, eh?"
"And just who might you be?" Asked Elizabeth, latching a firm hold on the girl's ear. "Let me take a good look at you." She was rather short, and skinny, but didn't seem to have anything but muscle. By the look of her, she was about ten, but something about her told Elizabeth that she was closer to thirteen, maybe fourteen. She had dark brown eyes that looked like Anna Maria's, but her hair, hat and bandanna were definitely Jack's. She wore a loose shirt that had probably once been white but was now a dirty yellow- brown, and a pair of brown trousers, and was bare foot. Over her little ensemble was a trench coat (A/N: think Captain Barbossa) with the cuffs turned up and the collar flared out. She had in one ear an earring with two black feathers and a heavy gold bead on it.
Done with her inspection, Elizabeth turned to Jack incredously. "Since when do you have a daughter? Is she Anna Maria's? Why isn't she wearing shoes? Have you been feeding the poor child at all? What's her name? How old is she? How come you never wrote a letter to tell us?-"
"How come ye won't let go of me ear?" the girl said to Elizabeth. "Oh, right, sorry." "Jack, answer me!" Jack looked slightly scared and no entirely sure what he was supposed to answer, so the girl picked up where Jack should have. "Me name is Jac Sparrow, I'm fourteen as of yesterday, there's plenty enough food, I just don't eat enough and I know it. Yes, Anna Maria's me mum, and I don't like shoes, they make it hard to balance and pinch my feet. Now it be my turn. Who are ye and what ye be doin here, how do ye know the Captain or vice verse, why he be respectin and protectin ye, and why do yer midget be scared of me?"
Elizabeth looked primly down her nose at Jac. "The 'midget' is my son, Will, thank you kindly; we're on this ship because we're going to England. I am Elisabeth Turner and this is my husband, William Turner. I know Jack from a time about fifteen years ago when he saved my life and we helped him reclaim the Black Pearl as his own, which is the reason he speaks to me as a gentleman instead of a pirate. Anything else?"
Jac looked her over once, scrutinizing every detail she saw, then looked back up at her face, now with a half smile and a twinkle in her eye. "Nope, that be about it. Thankee."
Elizabeth just kind of blinked, surprised at the sudden mood swing. "That's it?"
"Yes'm, that's it. Is there anything else ye need to ask me?"
"No, no, I don't suppose there is."
"Alright then, Captain, are we ready to go back on board?"
"Yes, I suppose I am."
"Wait a moment, your name can't be Jac!"
Jac turned a quizzical eye to Will, who had finally spoken. "And why not?"
"Jac is a boy's name! You're a girl!"
"Of course me real name isn't Jac, ye idiot, it's Jacqulyn! But I warn ye once, if ye call me that, I be teachin ye the meanin of pain, do ye hear me?"
He flat out laughed at her. "You're just a girl! You might be a pirate, but you're so small you'd never be able to actually hurt me! Hahaha!" Well, that was probably the biggest mistake of his life. She tackled him full force, slamming right into his gut, hollering "Ye'll pay for that one!" She started beating up on him. For such a small girl, she could hit just as hard as anyone else on that ship.
"Bloody hell!" He gasped, causing Elizabeth's eyebrows to go up sharply. He managed to get to his feet and stumble backwards..Right over the edge of the railing into the water below.
*****
Jac stood up, looking half pleased, but still half angry. Elizabeth and Will were already at the side, watching the water below. After a few moments of strangled silence, Elizabeth choked out "Jack.He's not coming up."
"You taught the lad to swim, didn't you?" Ever so slowly, Will shook his head. Jack laid a hand on his daughter's shoulder. "Then you'll be the one going in after him, lass."
She spun around, eyes wide. "But, cap." Her face steeled, she turned around and crossed her arms defiantly. "I shan't" His grip tightened and he turned her around to face him. "It wasn't a suggestion, love. I can give you a second to take off your hat if you'd like, but you're going in one way or another, savvy?" Her eyes narrowed and she jerked her arm out of his grip. She took off her hat, nearly tore off her coat and a shoulder belt, hidden under the coat, with a loaded revolver and multiple throwing knives. She pushed all the items at a random sailor, growling "Do not loose these." She then jumped aboard the railing, took a deep breath, then executed a perfect swan dive into the icy waters below.