Pirates of the Caribbean; The oceans calling
Chapter 1: the lady and the pirate
She had grown considerably bored at the ceremony of James Norrington as he was promoted to Commodore, of course she knew it was coming. He had worked hard to achieve all that he had so far but seemed to be failing in gaining Elizabeth Swann's favour. Rebecca Mayfair was one of Elizabeth's close friends and so knew everything that the young woman was not feeling towards Norrington. Her presence was one of the most valuable as she came from a high family line that were particularly close to the king, it was a reason that she was glad she had Elizabeth as close company for she did not address Rebecca so formally like everyone else did. She had been waiting in the carriage for Elizabeth and her father to join her before they set off together to the ceremony which neither of the ladies were looking forward to seeing as it was another reason to be standing around in the heat of the day doing nothing. Having travelled to Port Royal a few years after Elizabeth had as a young teen Rebecca hoped that the island would have more to offer her but she did have to admit that she would much rather be here than in London. The two young women would usually enjoy each other's company and laugh about but now they could not.
Feeling the sun's heat burning into her exposed skin Rebecca took her chance to slip away from everyone as they observed the commodore twirling his new blade about. She walked gracefully as she moved about in her sky blue and yellow dress that fit her perfectly, it didn't make her look as though she could barely fit through a door but it was a dress that stood out in a crowd. Her long, wavy brown hair was tied back into a bun at the top of her head with a few strands dangling down that framed her face nicely. She made hast as she walked down to the docks to where she knew that she could be alone and breathe in the sea air, of course she had been down there before and with her status the guards let her walk right through seeing as they knew that she did it regularly. Mullroy and Murtogg were on duty down by the Interceptor which she was quite pleased about because they would always ask how he was and happily have a conversation with her without telling her that she should be in the company of a husband etcetera. They both were speaking to one another in the shade of the dock when she saw them and quickly moved past so that she could stand at the end of the dock. As she did they acknowledged her by bowing their heads and smiling. "Lady Mayfair".
Rebecca would often spend hours looking out at the sea wondering what was left to discover. She would often ponder what pirates would be doing at that exact moment; whether they were pillaging another town or just enjoying their lives out at sea. She was sure that some would perhaps enjoy a quiet life like hers but that would only account to a very few pirates. She had yet to come across one and was certain that if she did she would never hear the end of it from her father that wrote to her frequently from England.
"This dock is off limits to civilians" her thoughts were pushed aside as she heard shuffling from behind her. She looked over to the two men on duty to see that they were now stood at their posts and trying to keep someone at bay from entering the dock. She could not see him clearly so chose to investigate as Mullroy and Murtogg straightened their backs and turned serious now that they were in someone else's company. As the young woman walked over to them she listened to the other persons voice as he spoke softly "I'm terribly sorry, I didn't know. If I see one, I shall inform you immediately" he tried walking around the two but they quickly shifted to block his path again to which he only narrowed his eyes as he thought of a way to get past them. "Apparently there's some high-toned and fancy to-do at the fort eh. How could it be that two upstanding gentlemen such as yourselves did not merit an invitation?"
"Someone has to make sure this dock stays off limits to civilians" She moved around them so that the three off them now saw her and she could now see the man trying to get past. He wore a tricorne leather hat on his head that hid his red bandana. His clothes looked worn but suited him well right from his coat down to his boots. His hair was dreadlocked and withheld many trinkets within them that suggested to her that he had been to many places. "And these fine gentlemen are doing a splendid job of it" she complimented them as joined the conversation "believe me you are not missing out on much by missing the ceremony"
"Thank you milady" Mullroy bowed slightly as he thanked her.
"It's a fine goal, to be sure, but it seems to me that…" the man walked over to the edge to point at a ship further out at sea while the two marines moved with him so that they continued to block his path. Rebecca could help but giggle at them as she too moved with them. "A ship like that makes this one here a bit superfluous" their gazes followed to where he had pointed to the HMS Dauntless.
Murtogg replied to him quickly having turned his attention back "The Dauntless is the power in these waters true enough, but there's no ship that can match the Interceptor for speed" as the last word escaped his mouth the unknown gentlemen placed his finger upon his chin as he thought for a moment. "I've heard of one. It's supposed to be very fast, nigh uncatchable…The Black Pearl" he raised his eye brows as he spoke. Rebecca having heard of the legendary ship listened more closely to them now as they spoke, her curiosity peaked. At the name of the pirate ship Mullroy burst out laughing that got him strange looks form each of them "There's no real ship that can match the Interceptor"
"The Black Pearl is a real ship" the two faced each other.
"No, no it's not"
She took her chance to glance at the mysterious man before she spoke up believing fully well that it was real "What makes you think that it isn't?"
"Excuse me milady but they are just stories" she nodded understanding his reasoning. "Stories made up by who? What purpose can come from stories about a supposedly non-existent ship?"
"It is real, I've seen it" the other marine argued.
Mullroy frowned as he heard this and repeated his words "You've seen it?" the other nodded "You haven't seen it" he was about to start laughing again. Rebecca could tell this was going to go into one of their little arguments and sighed. "Yes. I have" her gaze looked over to the unnamed man and saw that he had got bored of the two quite quickly and was rolling his eyes at them. "You've seen a ship with black sails, that's crewed by the damned and captained by a man so evil that hell itself spat him back out?"
"No"
"No" It seemed as though they both were stopping with their discussion as they turned back from one another and the gentlemen smiled.
"But I have seen a ship with black sails" the little debate didn't stop there while put a smile on her face as she watched them having seen them act like this quite regularly. "Oh and no ship that's not crewed by the damned and captained by a man so evil, that hell itself spat him back out , could possibly have black sails therefore couldn't possibly by any other ship then The Black Pearl. Is that what you're saying?" Rebecca listened as his voice got higher while he spoke but her attention was drawn away when she saw that the marines had neglected the guy long enough that he slipped past them and was now on the Interceptor by the wheel. Seeing this she quickly left the marines and followed him on-board.
He seemed quite pleased with himself as he stood with pride by the wheel, obviously knowing what he was doing. "Of course if there was any hope in catching The Black Pearl, the Interceptor would be the most logical choice" she surprised him with her presence. "But no one see's The Black Pearl that is why there are stories because no one can confirm that they saw the ship and for those that can, they don't live long enough to tell"
"So you believe in The Black Pearl, why?" it was quite curious that he was interested in why she believed in such stories.
She raised her eye brows at him as she thought about why did really did think it was all true. "Why not?" her gaze quickly shifted to the wooden decking then back to his face "It's not a very exciting life when you don't believe in anything, even if you haven't seen it with your own eyes. I've been here a long time so hearing stories about The Black Pearl would be the most enjoyable part of my day" her words actually shocked him that such a civilized woman could be so open minded and calm about the thought of pirates. He gave her cheeky smile and was about to continue the conversation but the two marines had stopped their bickering and had finally noticed that neither both of them had moved from the dock onto the Interceptor. "You! Get away from there" both Mullroy and Murtogg ran quickly onto the ship and joined Rebecca and the man on the helm, their weapons pointed at him. "You don't have permission to be aboard".
"I'm sorry, it's just such a pretty boat. Ship!" he quickly changed his words so that he would get off lightly. Rebecca of course was no fool, she had never been in the company of a pirate let alone seen one so she knew fully well that he was one just by the way he dressed and spoke and if she had a guess she would say that he was planning on taking one of the ships docked in Port Royal.
"What's your name?" now the two men in red and white were quite on edge as they had gone from having a conversation with the civilian to him sneaking aboard the Interceptor.
"Smith. Or Smithy, if you like" he seemed quite calm in replying to the question as though he had rehearsed the lines for the occasion. "Mr Smith" Rebecca whispered her name so only he heard her. His gaze took to her as she shook her head at the name.
"What's your purpose in Port Royal 'Mr Smith'?" Mullroy not overly convinced himself that it really was his name. It seemed too original and simplistic for the kind of situation that he was in. "Yeah and no lies!"
With their weapons raised Smith walked over to them cautiously. "All right. I confess" as he approached the two marines backed off slightly being wary of him. "It is my intention to commandeer a ship, pick up a crew in Tortuga, rape, pillage and otherwise pilfer my black guts out." They all stayed silent. Mullroy and Murtogg not fully expecting him to say something along those lines and not completely sure if that even was the truth that they had asked for.
"I said no lies!" yeah they were definitely confused. "I think he's telling the truth" This time she couldn't contain her laughter as the two men never failed to make her smile. Of course they had forgotten that they were in her company except for Smith who kept her eyes on her. She met his lush brown stare with her blue one and let the silence consume them.
"Excuse me Lady Mayfair, but perhaps you should re-join the gathering"
"Yes of course" She moved elegantly over to the side and stopped before departing "Good day gentlemen" she gave the pirate a small smile as she left the ship, taking it slowly as she moved between the ship and the dock. At that point she was too far away from the men to hear what they were saying as they all continued to bicker about who was telling the truth. Her heels made her exit quite noisy as she picked up her pace to get back to where she should be but stopped when she heard a splash the in the water right by the cliff face. Her eyes searched the surface of the water but saw no one coming up for air and that was when she heard the echo of Norrington's voice from the fort at the top of the cliff. "Elizabeth!"
Rebecca gasped at the realisation that her friend had fallen from the fort. "Lizzie" she tried shouting for her too but there was nothing. She wasn't quite sure what to do at that moment. Of course she could swim but not very well in a dress then she quickly remembered the two marines. Her head snapped back to the helm of the Interceptor to see all three men by the side however the pirate in the middle acted upon seeing that neither of others were going to do anything and began taking his hat and coat off along with his other possession that were attached to him. Shoving them into Murtogg and Mullroys arms he stepped up and dived into the water after Elizabeth.
He stayed under for some time and within that Rebecca stumbled slightly and she could have sworn she felt the dock shake beneath her feet. The wind suddenly picked up too, it had strangely changed direction so that it headed into Port Royal but none of which concerned her more than Elizabeth drowning. Her eyes widened when she saw the pirate surface with Elizabeth with him. He shook his head as he gasped for air although Elizabeth remained still. Within seconds both of them were dragged back under water from the weight. The brunette kneeled down by the edge of the dock waiting for them both to come up again, her face full of fear. She wondered where the two guards were and cast a quick look back to the ship to see them still stood on it looking very dumbstruck. Regaining her posture she gave them both stern looks. "Well don't just stand there, look lively!" At once they moved off of the ship. The pirate appearing on the other side of the dock with Elizabeth over his shoulder. Mullroy and Murtogg dropped what was in their arms and took her from him placing her down carefully on the wooden surface. "Lizzie?"
"Not breathing" Mullroy shouted but was unclear about what to do about it. It was then that they realised that she was in nothing but her white chemise and peach corset.
"Move!" the pirate brought out a small blade that he had hidden away in his possession and made an incision in Elizabeth's corset, throwing the blade down he tore the corset off and threw it up at an on looking Murtogg. Being free from the tightly laced corset Elizabeth coughed out water and struggled to breathe in for a moment. "I never would have thought of that"
"Clearly you've never been to Singapore" Mullroy and Elizabeths rescuer gave each other quick glances. His hand then moved down to the glistening gold that was clasped around her neck. It was a small circular medallion with a skull in the middle of it. "Where did you get that?" before anything more could be said Norrington arrived with Govenor Swann and a group of men with muskets. The newly appointed commodore unsheathing his sword and pointing right at the pirate. "On your feet" he obeyed raising his hands slightly in a small surrender.
The governor moving in to helping his daughter up onto her feet and covering her with his coat. James then looked to Rebecca surprised to see her at the docks and bowed his head to her "My Lady" he then made sure to place himself in between both Elizabeth, Rebecca and the wet man. Taking a look at Murtogg who was still holding the corset but quickly threw away when he saw that he was being looked at and at the unfamiliar man the Governor was quick to speak "Shoot him!"
"Father!" Elizabeth didn't let anyone else speak as she protested against her father's words. "Commodore, do you really intend to kill my rescuer?"
Taking a quick glance at the woman he loved Norrington lowered his sword and sheathed it. The pirate turning to Elizabeth and nodding his head to her in thanks. "I believe thanks are in order" James held his hand out, but the other was very much hesitant to take it. In a slow motion he held his hand out too only for Norrington to grasp it and tight and pull the sleeve of the white shirt up to look at his arm. It was then he was identified properly as a pirate by the burned 'P' on his arm just above his wrist. "Had a brush with the East India Trading Company did we, Pirate?" his face screwed now that they knew of his, though as everyone else had the same look on their faces having discovered his status he noticed that Rebecca did not. Their eyes met again and locked together.
"Hang him" the words rang in his ears as he broke the stare to give the Governor an annoyed glare. Rebecca took a deep breath in from the overwhelming feeling that brushed over her but she didn't let it show. "Keep your guns on him men. Gillette, fetch some irons" as they waited Norrington noticed a tattoo above the burn and lifted the shirt up even more to reveal a sparrow flying in the sunset inked into his skin. "Well, well. Jack Sparrow isn't it?"
She couldn't believe it when she heard the name. There were so many stories she had heard about the famous pirate that she wasn't actually sure he was real, but now he stood in front of her in the clutches of James Norrington. Releasing Jacks arm Norrington gave him a rather disgusted look. "Captain Jack Sparrow, if you please sir" Norrington looked rather confused as he searched the bay with his eyes. "I don't see your ship…Captain"
"I'm in the market, as it were" Jack narrowed his eyes at the commodore while the latter gave him a small smirk at the man's misfortunes.
"He said he'd come to commandeer one" Murtogg spoke up as he remained by Jacks side with his musket. "Told you he was telling the truth, these are his sir" Mullroy leaned down to pick up the pirate's possessions and present them to the Commodore. He first picked up the pistol and inspected it before throwing it back down "No additional shot nor powder" he then picked up the small box looking item that was black with gold edges going around the entire thing. Norrington opened it to find a spinning dial "a compass that doesn't point north" he smiled at Jack again who looked rather troubled. The last item the commodore looked at was Jacks sword. "And I half expected it to be made of wood. You are without doubt the worst pirate I've ever heard of"
At the words Sparrow grinned and lifted his fingers before speaking "But you have heard of me". Having had enough of him Norrington grasped Jacks arm and led him through the armed marines to where Gillette waited with the requested irons. Seeing this Elizabeth pushed her father's coat off of her shoulders and stormed after him. "Commodore, I really must protest!" standing in front of Norrington so that she was between him and the pirate she spoke aloud her thoughts. "Pirate or not, this man saved my life"
Rebecca then saw her opportunity to step in as well as the marines let her pass so that she was beside Norrington. "Commodore I second Elizabeth's argument" all eyes then adverted to her "You had two loyal, trained marines on duty here of the Interceptor and neither had the know-how or decency to save Miss Swann. The only gentlemen that did was here merely by coincidence and is branded as a pirate" taking in her words Norrington thought for a moment, the atmosphere going eerie. He only spoke up when he was given a nudge by Governor Swann. "I'm sorry but one good deed is not enough to redeem a man of a lifetime of wickedness!"
"Though it seems enough to condemn him"
"Indeed" getting rather annoyed by the situation Rebecca raised her voice. "You brand a man as a pirate and condemn him either to the gallows or to a life on the run. Yet when see one you act quickly to put him in irons, no matter what he has done. For what wickedness is it that you know that that pirate is capable of" again everyone was silent. The words that came from her mouth made each and every one of them question the law put to them if a pirate is found. Seeing the opportunity as he was restricted to irons he lunged forward, his arms going over Elizabeth's head so that the chains were wrapped around her neck. She yelped at the sudden action that surprised her from behind.
Rebecca's eyes widened as she once again was witnessing her friend in danger. At the action of hostility she was immediately encircled by the marines to make sure that no harm would come to her. She was used to this, it having been done before but considering that she was never in any real danger thought that their services could be more efficient protecting others like Elizabeth in times like this. "Don't shoot" Governor Swann yelled out. Jack whispered into Elizabeth's ear so only she could hear him before letting out his demand. "Commodore Norrington, my effects please. And my hat" apparently there was something special about his hat to the pirate that made the brunette giggle a little. Though Rebecca couldn't see what was going on she could fully well hear them. "Commodore" Jack was getting impatient, Mullroy brought Sparrows belongings forward as Jack spoke softly to Elizabeth. Her nerves grew as the only thing that could be heard was small ruffling and the rattle of the chains that were attached to Jack's wrists.
Before long his voice sounded out loud and she could finally see through the men that were shielding her. The pirate giving her a small wink and a shine of his golden teeth, she watched as Jack Sparrow held his pistol to Elizabeth's head while they backed away. "Gentlemen, my ladies, you will always remember this as the day that you almost caught…Captain Jack Sparrow!" He pushed her into the Commodore and Governor before turning away to escape. The next thing Rebecca knew she was next to Commodore Norrington as he held Elizabeth. A few men went to grab Jack but fell into a hole in the dock made by a small cannon that was meant for the helm of the ships. All eyes shot upwards at the pirate that was holding on for dear life to a small piece of rope while being span around. "Now will you shoot him?"
"Open fire!" Norrington ordered. Jack yelled out as he was not in control of the spinning and was now being shot at but out of every single marine that was present not one of them could shoot him accurately. She couldn't help but laugh aloud as the improvised plan of escape seemed to be working. "On his heels" Norrington moved away with the marines leaving the two women and the Governor as Jack escaped sliding down a rope to the dock and running away while shots were still being fired at him. The smile on her face couldn't help but get bigger and bigger at the excitement, there was finally a day where she wasn't so bored.
"Lizzie are you okay?" she nodded in reply as her father began to lead her away.
"Lady Mayfair, may I ask that you accompany us home and dine with us. It is not safe with a pirate around"
"Thank you Governor but I am quite capable of looking after myself and I had arranged to spend some time with a friend"
"Of course" the two of them took their leave and headed in the opposite direction than Norrington went after Sparrow as he was to take his daughter home. Once both were out of sight Rebecca took her chance now that she was alone and ran along the dock in the same direction Jack went. She passes a couple of guards along the way as they hunted the pirate, but she was not interested in that she was more concerned with getting to the blacksmiths to see Will. She would not let on that she was just as good friends with the young blacksmith as she was with the governors daughter knowing that people would only tell her that there is better company out there than William but as always she wouldn't listen even if they did tell her that.
As she got further into the Port she stopped running and readjusted her posture, her heart was racing from the exercise which only made her feel even more energetic. But as she jumped through the brick archway next to the blacksmiths she saw the marines surrounding the door that failed to open and Commodore Norrington behind them waiting for them to gain access. Seeing this she knew that Jack Sparrow had to be inside perhaps even with Will and Mr Brown. Knowing of another entrance to the building she moved around the soldiers and went to the back, bursting in the door she gasped when her eyes lay on Jack pointing his pistol at Will that was covered in sand. Most women would have left quickly worrying that the gun would then be pointed at them but not Rebecca, instead she stayed still the focus now on her. She stared at Jack as he did her. The effort to escape from the soldiers outside had left him as wrist shook a little from hesitation.
The brunette wanted to say something but didn't when a small bit of movement caught her eye from behind the pirate. She watched as Mr Brown snuck up behind Jack and raised his empty bottle. "Don't!" she gasped as the bottle was swung down and hit Jack on the head. Shards of glass being scattered around the ground. It took a couple of seconds but Sparrow slowly fell forwards unconscious from the blow to his head. At the same moment the soldiers beat down the door and flooded into the blacksmiths along with Norrington with his gun ready. Seeing the unconscious pirate on the floor he put his gun down "Excellent work, Mr Brown. You've assisted in the capture of a dangerous fugitive"
"Just doing my civic duty, sir" Will looked over to his mentor in despair as Rebecca knew that he was the one that had been fighting Jack and trying to keep him from escaping.
"Well, I trust that you will always remember this as the day that Captain Jack Sparrow almost escaped. Take him away" Norrington left with some of the marines while others helped hoist Jack up and drag him away to the jail. Mr Brown followed them out as well no doubt going off to have another bottle, leaving just Will and Rebecca.
The young blacksmith washed himself first knowing that he was covered in sand. "Did you build sand castles with him?" she couldn't help but make fun of him as he cupped some water in his hands and washed it over his face.
"It wasn't easy fighting him you know. If you think you can do any better…"
She stopped him immediately from finishing his sentence "Hold it there Turner. You know I couldn't, you've only been recently teaching me how to use a sword and that was because I asked" he chuckled to himself as he remembered the day she had approached him and asked that he teach her. Mr Brown was there that day as well and almost passed out from how much laughing he was doing. "You're only mad that you didn't get the credit for helping capture Jack Sparrow because you think that it might gain you favour with Elizabeth"
Will turned vigorously to her at the mention of the name. "You're really bringing this up again"
"I keep telling you Will, just tell her how you feel and things will be fine" he shook his head at the thought of actually doing what she was suggesting "Hey, both of you are my friends so I know what's going on on both sides"
He didn't reply to that but instead moved on to begin working. "I'd do something soon if were you though seeing as Commodore Norrington proposed to her this afternoon" immediately Will turned around and faced her at the news.
"He did! What did she say?"
"Nothing…Yet"
Smiling at how quickly Will reacted to the news she knew that he deeply cared for Elizabeth. They continued to talk just as they had always done for hour's right up till the dark began to roll in. When things in Port Royal got quiet and even the silence can betray you. Walking out of the blacksmiths Will and Rebecca embraced for a moment. "Are you sure you don't want me to walk you home Becca"
"I'm sure, I am capable of doing it myself" he raised his hands in surrender at her argument.
"I still don't get why that pirate hesitated" For Will it was a question that would go unanswered and remain that way. Becca smiled as she left him and he returned to his work. Things like that may slip with some people but not her. She was too curious for her own good and quickly changed direction from going to her home to going to the jail, they would let her in obviously but she did wish that Will was with her now especially seeing as she had never been to the jail before. Or never had a reason to go anyway. As she walked she could see that the air was colder than usual and a fog was coming in which was even stranger.
Her presence alone was enough to get into the prison, the guards having let her straight past. She descended some stairs to the separate confinements. Walking through she came across several men in one cell leaning out, one with a bone in his hand as they all tried to entice the guard dog that held the keys to the cells within his mouth. She stopped outside their cell and gave them a disappointed scowl "I realise that in circumstances such as yours, giving up on freedom is not the answer but what you must realise it that that dog is not going to give you the keys and the only moving he will be doing is away from you" she whistled as she finished her sentence and the dog quickly obeyed by moving further down the corridor and laying underneath a bench. The men groaning knowing that she was right.
Having immediately recognising her voice Jack Sparrow watched her as she moved to his cell and stopped so that she could speak to him. His tricorne hat that rested atop his head was quickly taken off as he acknowledged her presence. Minutes pass and yet neither of them said anything.
"You didn't have to be in this cell tonight"
He didn't quite understand what she was getting at by stating it. "How's that?"
"You hesitated. You had your gun pointed right at my friend and all you did was just stand there, looking at me" he gave her his full attention as he moved right up to the bars.
"And you didn't want whoever it was to hit me" she stayed silent not having any way of excusing why she acted the way she did. "We didn't get properly introduced of course, you know my name but I don't know yours"
She pondered telling him her name. It wouldn't do any harm in him knowing it but then again sometimes it can. "Rebecca Mayfair"
"Well, Rebecca you seem to hold quite a status in this small Port" she studies him as he spoke trying to see whether he was planning anything but considering she had never met a pirate before she was at a huge disadvantage with reading him.
"Why does it matter to you? I fought for your freedom on the docks and if it wasn't perhaps for your rash actions against Miss Swann you most likely would have gone free. I cannot help you now nor choose to"
"Precisely. You are very peculiar. You knew I was a pirate but didn't say anything to the soldiers, you knew my real name wasn't Smith but didn't question it and you defended me from going to the gallows though I didn't deserve it. Why do you show mercy?"
Now she knew coming to visit him was a bad idea. She upheld formality around everyone but Elizabeth and Will and yet when Jack called her by her name she did not mind, she preferred being known by her name rather than her title. "Some people should be happy in the world, you wanted freedom, to be out at sea. I didn't see a reason that I should not help you get there"
"Your unhappy?" the conversation was getting a little too personal for her liking but before she could reply to him their attentions went to the loud noises coming from outside. There was the sound of explosions and yelling as marines acted quickly to return fire. "I know those guns" Jack ran from his position at bars to the back of his cell to look out of a small bared hole in the wall. "It's the Pearl" his eyes set on the ship with black sails that was inside of the bay and firing it cannons at Port Royal. Rebecca held her breath at the name, The Black Pearl was real. She was right to believe in it and it was in the bay that very moment.
Hearing the name as well the men in the adjacent cells moved closer to him "The Black Pearl? I've heard stories. She's been preying on ships and settlements for nearly ten years. Never leaves any survivors"
"No survivors? Then where do the stories come from, I wonder?" Jack smirked over to the other pirates before looking back out.
"Is it really true that she's the fastest ship in the Caribbean?" Jack nodded not looking back at the brunette but keeping his eyes on his prize. "She travels far and wherever she goes, she leaves nothing behind but fire and rubble" Rebecca recited part of one of the stories she had heard, it got Jacks attention. "The Pearl will destroy all of Port Royal" hearing the cannons fire once more from the black ship Jack saw the firing line was heading straight towards him. His eyes grew as he jumped down from the small window.
"Get down!" he shouted at Rebecca as he fell to the floor himself for cover. Before she could react however the wall within the cell was blown away by cannon fire. Her body was thrown back against the wall as rumble crumbled around her. She slid down to the ground with a groan, her back certainly felt that. Staring at where the cannon had hit Jack saw that there was a gaping hole in the adjacent cell which the other men quickly fled out of giving himself one quick glance as they escaped "my sympathies friend. You've no manner of luck at all"
Unfortunately for Jack there wasn't much damage to his part of the wall so he could not escape as well. Being the only pirate left he contemplated using the bone to try and get the dog over to him but remembered Rebecca's presence as she tried picking herself up and groaned again. "Rebecca, are you all right?" she did not answer him, her head hurt and her ears were ringing slightly from the explosion. She felt particularly dazed from it all and grabbed onto the cell bars for support. Jack's hand found its way onto hers as he tried to look into her eyes. She vigorously blinked as she tried to awake herself, shaking off the feeling. "You need to hide" as he finished his sentence a gun shot fired just outside of the prison and the two red and white coat guards on duty fell lifelessly down the stairs. "Go!" He made sure to not shout too loud in case they were heard.
Hearing him Rebecca ran down the corridor and slid round a corner that led to more cells just as two pirates descended the stairs. "This ain't the armoury" one of them yelled in frustration. Rebecca held her breath hoping that they would not find her, of course they had no reason to look around the jail there wasn't much of interest around. Out of curiosity she couldn't help but peak round a little to see them. Both men were roughly the same height, one wearing a hat on his head and wore a light brownish coat while the other wore a black coat and had dreadlocks. They approached Jack as he leant on the door of his cell. "Well, well, well. Look what we have here Twigg. Captain Jack Sparrow"
She let out her breath as she heard him identify Jack. Spitting on the ground in front of the detained pirate the other spoke up "last time I saw you, you were all alone on a godforsaken island, shrinking into the distance" The dreadlocked pirate laughed at the memories they had of Jack Sparrow. She worked it out quickly just by listening to them. They knew Jack through history not reputation. "His fortunes aren't improved much"
Jack took a quickly glance at Rebecca and then shot his eyes back to the imposing pirates so that he wouldn't give away her presence. "Worry about your own fortunes gentlemen. The deepest circle of Hell is reserved for betrayers and mutineers" what Jack said must have hit a nerve as the pirate in black grit his teeth and violently reached into the cell, grasping Jack but the neck. His outstretched arm turning into bones as soon as it was exposed to the moonlight. "So there is a curse. That's interesting"
"You know nothing of hell" pull jack into the metal the pirate let go and swiftly left with his friend.
"That's very interesting" Jack thought of the stories about the curse that was set aboard The Black Pearl. It was true and only seemed to be evident in the light of the moon.
A/N: so I've been inspired to write this for some time so thought I'd finally start putting it up. Hope you guys enjoy. Please review.