Not All Treasure is Silver and Gold
A/N: I know that most of this is from the movie but I decided to start from where I started and then get to everythin' else. Please Review!
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A ship is freedom. Well, at least that's what I told Elizabeth when it was the two of us on the island in the middle of nowhere. She then did her little 'Watch me get help for Will!' trick and got Norrington to rescue us. Rescue? No. Saved? No. Bribed? Yes. If Elizabeth hadn't kept to her word, Will would be dead and so would I. To make a long story short, we saved Will and now I'm back at the noose. I still don't have my ship and still don't have my freedom. Talk about no luck at all.
My eyes scan the crowd as the official reads out every evil deed I've done. The crowd is silent and Governor Weatherby and Norrington are standing with Elizabeth, who looks dashing, watching the executioner. Will is walking through the crowd, trying to be subtle. But the question is how? He has this funky hat on with a big feather. Maybe it's the style for people like him. What kind of people you ask? I have no idea.
He stops in front of Elizabeth and says something to all three before making his way towards me. Here comes dear William to my rescue again! Great. The drums begin to beat harder, signaling to me and the crowd that the floor is going to fall out from underneath me.
"Move!" Will yells, making the crowd separate.
He throws his sword, doing his fancy trick that he showed me when we first met. The executioner pulls the lever and the floor opens. My heart's is racing as I desperately try to get my footing on the slim blade of Will's sword. I can't see Will or anything else above me but I can see the peasants' frightened faces. This is probably the first time they have been eye to eye with a pirate.
I finally feel the rope give way and I fall, looking for a way to untie my hands and get rid of the ropes that bound my hands. I look at the sword and it hits me. That's my tool! I run my hands along the sharp part and finally get the rope to tear. I quickly take the ropes off my hand and neck and begin to run, followed soon close by Will.
I toss him part of the rope and we make our way through the horde of guards charging the two of us. There are maybe 20 guards coming after us, only two at a time though, but we defeat them, only to be cornered but Norrington and Weatherby.
The pointy ends of their guns are pointed at the two of us and I'm standing towards the back, Will's feather in my face and it annoys me. Maybe I should blow on it and maybe that will get his attention to take it out.
"And a good man," Will says, bring me back out of my little world.
I look at the guards and point to myself, mouthing, "That's me."
Will continues talking but that doesn't concern me too much but when Elizabeth gets into the equation, I know that the guns will be turned down and Norrington will be angry that he doesn't get a wife. Poor Norrington.
"So this is where your heart truly lies, then?" Norrington asks, his face showing his emotions. Well, I was rooting for him the entire time because Will, if given the chance to stay at sea more, would've been a great pirate. That is, after me of course.
"It is," Elizabeth replies, softly.
Norrington's eyes turn down and I look up, noticing Cotton's parrot on the cannon. It flies off and I know that now I must escape, again.
"Well! I'm actually feeling rather good about this," I say going from behind Will and Elizabeth to stand in front of the governor. "I think we've all arrived at a very special place. Spiritually? Ecumenically? Grammatically?"
He turns his face in disgust as I turn towards Norrington. "I want you to know that I was rooting for you, mate. Know that," I tell him, getting into his face. His face twists like he smells something fowl and I go over to the newly found couple.
"Elizabeth," I say. "It would never have worked between us, darling. I'm sorry." She smiles but probably has no idea what I'm talking about. Well she should!
Then it's Will's turn to get some of my wisdom. "Will, nice hat," I say. I guess I could've said more to the boy but if I lingered, I would most likely be sent back to the gallows.
I walk/run passed the group and stand on the ledge, probably the same one that Elizabeth fell from when I saved her life and was told I was going to be hanged. I stop and turn, staring at the guards with their guns pointed at me and Will, who is holding Elizabeth.
"Friends. This is the day you will always remember as the day that-" I slip and fall backwards, heading to the ocean below. It was no accident because I knew if I fell from this spot I'd hit the ocean and I would end up like Elizabeth. Thing is I wouldn't be unconcious and weighed down by a dress. It's all because I saw Cotton's parrot.
"Sail ho!"
I turn myself around to see The Pearl coming towards the shore. I swim towards it quickly, hoping that the Royal Navy wouldn't come after me once I had my freedom. The Pearl stops moving and I wait for some sort of rope to haul my butt up onto the deck of my ship.
I wonder what's going on up on the fort with Will and Elizabeth. Probably snogging like teenagers.
Finally a rope is thrown to me and I get hauled up onto the boat, only to fall on my arse. Gibbs meets me after I regain my balance (even if I'm on my butt I still need balance) and I shoot him an evil eye.
"Thought you were supposed to keep to the Code," I say.
He smiles and replies, "We figured they were more actual guidelines."
He offers me a hand up as the rest of the crew finally makes their ways into my vision. Cotton offers me my hat and I nod.
"Thank you."
Anamaria, who is leaning against the wheel, looks at me and says, "Captain Sparrow." She makes her way over to me, holding my jacket. Once she puts it on, she says, "The Black Pearl is yours."
My eyes travel to the wheel and I brush her off softly. I walk over to it, run my hands over it for a moment before saying, "On deck, you scabrous dogs! Hands to braces! Let down and haul to run free! Now, bring me that horizon."
I bring out my compass and look at it. I hum the tune that was taught to me by Elizabeth, before saying finally, "And really bad eggs. Drink up me hearties yo ho!"
A/N: I know that most of this is from the movie but I decided to start from where I started and then get to everythin' else. Please Review!
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A ship is freedom. Well, at least that's what I told Elizabeth when it was the two of us on the island in the middle of nowhere. She then did her little 'Watch me get help for Will!' trick and got Norrington to rescue us. Rescue? No. Saved? No. Bribed? Yes. If Elizabeth hadn't kept to her word, Will would be dead and so would I. To make a long story short, we saved Will and now I'm back at the noose. I still don't have my ship and still don't have my freedom. Talk about no luck at all.
My eyes scan the crowd as the official reads out every evil deed I've done. The crowd is silent and Governor Weatherby and Norrington are standing with Elizabeth, who looks dashing, watching the executioner. Will is walking through the crowd, trying to be subtle. But the question is how? He has this funky hat on with a big feather. Maybe it's the style for people like him. What kind of people you ask? I have no idea.
He stops in front of Elizabeth and says something to all three before making his way towards me. Here comes dear William to my rescue again! Great. The drums begin to beat harder, signaling to me and the crowd that the floor is going to fall out from underneath me.
"Move!" Will yells, making the crowd separate.
He throws his sword, doing his fancy trick that he showed me when we first met. The executioner pulls the lever and the floor opens. My heart's is racing as I desperately try to get my footing on the slim blade of Will's sword. I can't see Will or anything else above me but I can see the peasants' frightened faces. This is probably the first time they have been eye to eye with a pirate.
I finally feel the rope give way and I fall, looking for a way to untie my hands and get rid of the ropes that bound my hands. I look at the sword and it hits me. That's my tool! I run my hands along the sharp part and finally get the rope to tear. I quickly take the ropes off my hand and neck and begin to run, followed soon close by Will.
I toss him part of the rope and we make our way through the horde of guards charging the two of us. There are maybe 20 guards coming after us, only two at a time though, but we defeat them, only to be cornered but Norrington and Weatherby.
The pointy ends of their guns are pointed at the two of us and I'm standing towards the back, Will's feather in my face and it annoys me. Maybe I should blow on it and maybe that will get his attention to take it out.
"And a good man," Will says, bring me back out of my little world.
I look at the guards and point to myself, mouthing, "That's me."
Will continues talking but that doesn't concern me too much but when Elizabeth gets into the equation, I know that the guns will be turned down and Norrington will be angry that he doesn't get a wife. Poor Norrington.
"So this is where your heart truly lies, then?" Norrington asks, his face showing his emotions. Well, I was rooting for him the entire time because Will, if given the chance to stay at sea more, would've been a great pirate. That is, after me of course.
"It is," Elizabeth replies, softly.
Norrington's eyes turn down and I look up, noticing Cotton's parrot on the cannon. It flies off and I know that now I must escape, again.
"Well! I'm actually feeling rather good about this," I say going from behind Will and Elizabeth to stand in front of the governor. "I think we've all arrived at a very special place. Spiritually? Ecumenically? Grammatically?"
He turns his face in disgust as I turn towards Norrington. "I want you to know that I was rooting for you, mate. Know that," I tell him, getting into his face. His face twists like he smells something fowl and I go over to the newly found couple.
"Elizabeth," I say. "It would never have worked between us, darling. I'm sorry." She smiles but probably has no idea what I'm talking about. Well she should!
Then it's Will's turn to get some of my wisdom. "Will, nice hat," I say. I guess I could've said more to the boy but if I lingered, I would most likely be sent back to the gallows.
I walk/run passed the group and stand on the ledge, probably the same one that Elizabeth fell from when I saved her life and was told I was going to be hanged. I stop and turn, staring at the guards with their guns pointed at me and Will, who is holding Elizabeth.
"Friends. This is the day you will always remember as the day that-" I slip and fall backwards, heading to the ocean below. It was no accident because I knew if I fell from this spot I'd hit the ocean and I would end up like Elizabeth. Thing is I wouldn't be unconcious and weighed down by a dress. It's all because I saw Cotton's parrot.
"Sail ho!"
I turn myself around to see The Pearl coming towards the shore. I swim towards it quickly, hoping that the Royal Navy wouldn't come after me once I had my freedom. The Pearl stops moving and I wait for some sort of rope to haul my butt up onto the deck of my ship.
I wonder what's going on up on the fort with Will and Elizabeth. Probably snogging like teenagers.
Finally a rope is thrown to me and I get hauled up onto the boat, only to fall on my arse. Gibbs meets me after I regain my balance (even if I'm on my butt I still need balance) and I shoot him an evil eye.
"Thought you were supposed to keep to the Code," I say.
He smiles and replies, "We figured they were more actual guidelines."
He offers me a hand up as the rest of the crew finally makes their ways into my vision. Cotton offers me my hat and I nod.
"Thank you."
Anamaria, who is leaning against the wheel, looks at me and says, "Captain Sparrow." She makes her way over to me, holding my jacket. Once she puts it on, she says, "The Black Pearl is yours."
My eyes travel to the wheel and I brush her off softly. I walk over to it, run my hands over it for a moment before saying, "On deck, you scabrous dogs! Hands to braces! Let down and haul to run free! Now, bring me that horizon."
I bring out my compass and look at it. I hum the tune that was taught to me by Elizabeth, before saying finally, "And really bad eggs. Drink up me hearties yo ho!"
