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The three men in the other cell seem to cringe in fear at the words "The Pearl". They had pressed themselves against the bars as though trying to get a look through Jack's window. "I've 'eard stories," the man with the bone piped up. "It's been preying on ships and settlement for near ten years. Never leaves any survivors…" he gulped at his words.
"No survivors," Jack said, speaking for the first time since the arrival of the ship, as he stared almost hungrily out the window. "Then where do the stories come from I wonder?"
Rynn stared at Jack, somewhat reassured at what he said about the stories. She tried not to believe what the men said was true, turning her gaze to them but not really seeing them as they pondered Jack's words like a thoroughly difficult Math problem.
How can this be happening? Rynn wondered, still a bit numb with fright, How can that ship actually be here, in Port Royal…where I'm supposed to be safe…
She looked disbelievingly at Jack again, not wanting to believe him. She'd shifted to get to her feet, a bit shakily at first, but managed. She figured that the only way she could believe Jack is that if she saw the ship for herself. Bumping Jack aside, she righted herself in front of the window.
And saw it, looming menacingly in the dark waters, a BOOM succeeding every bright flash of light from its cannons…The Black Pearl.
Instead of keeling over with her heart pounding, Rynn resolved in sinking weakly to her knees with her heart pounding, grasping the wall as if for support.
Jack looked at her. "You all right, luv," he said leaning forward and putting a hand on her shoulder.
She fixed him with her wide-eyed gaze. "Yes…Yes I-I'm fine. Just a-a bit… frightened," she finished lamely. For some reason she didn't want to tell Jack about her dreams, at least, not yet.
Jack looked back out the window, satisfied. All was silent for a few moments, only Rynn's heavy breathing and the frantic whispering of the three men broke the silence…
BOOM!
Jacked instinctively leaped from the bench and ducked down on the floor. Rynn flung her arms over her face and the three men in the other cell scrambled to other side of their cell. With a loud whistle, a speeding cannon ball smashed into their neighboring wall, exploding into flame, blowing bits of rock, hay, and dust into the air. Rynn's ears picked up yelps from the three men. She opened her eyes cautiously to view the destruction.
The cannon ball was embedded in small crater it had made a few feet from the men in their cell. The dust was settling and Rynn saw large and small bits of brick were scattered all about the cell. The hay was all the way in the hallway. In the wall was a hole big enough for the three men to go through at once and tall enough so they could leap right through without bumping their heads.
An insane cackling emitted from the men's cell and the silhouette of one of them appeared in the hole with the moonlight shining behind him. His feet left the ground and he disappeared on the other side of the wall. His partner, without sparing a backward glance, followed in pursuit. The last man perched himself on the edge of the hole and turned to face Jack.
"My sympathies friend," he said, though Rynn, through the thinning dust, could see a wide smile on his face, "But you 'ave no matter of luck at all." With that he leapt down and ran off after his cell-mates. Jack strolled lazily over to the hole in the wall, which was in part of their cell aswell, and stared forlornly after the men. He could almost stick his face through, but his face was to big. This gave Rynn an idea...
"Jack!" Rynn cried, out of pure excitement, "Jack, I think I can fit through the hole!"
"You think so, luv?" Jack asked, his face lightening as he spun around to face her.
"Yes!" she exclaimed, sticking her arm experimentally through it, "Yes, but it will be a tight fit."
"That's alright, luv. I'll push you from this side."
Hope sprang eternal in Rynn as it did when they were escaping for the first time. Now it was her adventure and hers alone.
Rynn put her arms through and then her head as to help pull her through. The rough rock scraped at her skin beneath her shirt, cutting it painfully as Jack pushed her feet and she struggled to pull her torso through the hole. It was only then that she looked beneath her to see three feet sperating her from the ground below. She was only up to her ribs but that was far enough.
"Jack, stop pushing." She said turning her head as best she could to look at him. He seemed not to hear her. "Jack," she said again, louder this time, " Stop pushing!" If he heard her, he ignored her. She reached up and grabbed the ledge to her right, pulling herself into an upright position to talk to him. "Ja-" she tried again but was cut short as Jack gave a monturous heave and shoved her through the hole until her foot caught her, the only thing holding her up. It all happened so fast that Rynn was swinging slightly, her eyes covered and slightly wateringbecause of the pain in her leg due to the ubrupt halt,and curled up as best as she could with one foot still stuck in the hole. Feeling no earth collide with her back she opened her eyes testily and looked back up to her foot still between the side of the hole and the bars that were, not long ago, seperating her and Jack and the three men. Jack was trying valiantly to shove her foot through the hole aswell.
"Jack," Rynn cried up to him, "stop-"but she was now cut off by the loss of breath as Jack suceeded in pushing her through the hole. The walls whirled upward as she fell two feet to the earth below, landing in a cloud of dust. Coughing, she opened her watering eyes and looked back up at the hole. Jack was looking back down at her, smiling widely. She tried to stand but a pain in her legs throbbed and she fell back to the ground. She looked at her thighs and saw they were scraped brutally. This gave her a flicker of anger as she forgot her pain and stood to face Jack.
"ARE YOU BLOODY DEAF?" Rynn screamed at him. Jack's smile quickly vanished as he motioned for quiet and put his finger to his lips. Reading his message Rynn quieted but resolved in giving him a menacing glare. Jack motioned her to come closer.
"Luv," he instructed, "I need you to steal the keys from the Commodor."
"What?" she replied, her glare vanishing as quick as Jack's smile. This was not what she expected at all.
"Do you want me to spell it out for you?" Jack sneered before repeating, "Get the keys from Norrington."
Rynn had a nasty feeling in her gut about this. She tried to think about a way out of this, to convince Jack it was a bad idea when she remembered what Jack had told her earlier in the day.
"My hearts not in it." She stated simply, "I have no inclanation to do it."
"What?" Jack said. It was his turn to be confused. He furrowed his brow and stared at her.
"You said that being apirate was doing what your heart tells you-"
"Yes, yes," Jack inturrupted inpatiently," but it also means to grab an opprotunity when it comes knocking. Now Go!"
Seeing no way out of this Rynn rolled her eyes and resolved. "Fine." She murmured and began to run towards the town, a mile or so down the hill.
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"AAAAAHHHHHHHH!"
Rynn ducked against the narest wall, out of sight. She was in the village and hundreds of frightened people were running around, leaping from explosions, escaping from their houses, and some just dropping dead on the spot. Many grimy, bloody, dirty looking men ran after the towns-folk swords in hand killing anyone who got in their way, even worse, with a smile on their face. It was horrifying.
But this girl had a mission.
Staying low, Rynn ran as fast as she could across the street ducking behind a barrel beside an overturned cart. Placing her hands on her sides, to make sure she wouldn't fall, Rynn crouched lower when she felt somehting hard in her pocket. Unknowing of what it was, Rynn stuck her hand in and pulled out the knife she had found in the abandonded shop, its sheeth gleaming in the moonlight. Suddenly she felt some courage surge through her. At least she wasn't completely helpless.
She was just about to get up from behind the barrel when one of the men who was doing the killing stumbled within five feet of the barrel leaving a body in his wake. Rynn ducked lower, eyes wide and horrified. She knew if she was seen she would be killed. She remained inconspicuous until a stampede of fleeing people ran right past knocking over the barrel, leaving two dead laggards beside the evil man in the middle of the road. Rynn sat stock still. He hadn't noticed her. If only she could sneak overbehind the cart...
"Hey, there lass!" the man shouted, pointing his sword at her,a maniacle grin on his face. "Prepare to die!"
Rynn, before she relized what was going on, was on her feet and running in the opposite direction, her heart pumping heavily in her ears. She could hear the man running behind her. Trying to shake him, Rynn dodged into an alley with two piles of boxes on each side. Thinking quickly she darted behind one of them.She listened to the man's heavy footsteps and she could tell he had not given up. When she guessed he was but a foot away, she thrust her foot into the alley and felt his toe collide with her ankle. He flew into the air and landed with a face plant in the dust. Rynn leapt up and without a backward glance, careened from the alley, a bit more confidence in her heart. She couldn't beleive something that simple had worked.
She had no idea where to find Commodor Norrington. Would he be at the fort or would he down here fighting? Guessing as she went, she turned down alleys, and and roadways until she found herself facing the Blacksmith's. She was just about to turn right when she saw another one of those evil men racing in her direction. Seeing no other option, she hurried inside.
This is when she collided head first with the young man from the Blacksmith's. He had a frightened look of surprise on his face, until it slackened and Rynn realized he recognized her.
"Don't say anything!" She commanded quietly.
He didn't say a word. Instead he threw a sword at her feet. "Take this." he said and, without a back ward glance, ran through the door. Rynn couldn't move. That man knew she was a dangerous fugitive but he helped her. Maybe he wasn't all that bad...
Rynn shook her head.
You idiot! the voice in her head screamed. Why are you just standing around? Jack needs you! For some reason the thought of Jack angry with her, got her feet moving. She crouched low to pick up the sword and sprinted through the door.
Just as she was back on the streets, a vicious man with a sword came charging right at her. He swung a brutal blade at her head, only missing when she ducked in the nick of time. Following instinct, Rynn pulled back her arm and rammed her blade as hard as she could through his belly ( he hadn't finished his swing from before). The man yelped and stumbled forward, remaining motionless on the ground. Rynn. who had not yet drawn her sword from him, fell with him. Scrambling back to her feet and turning her head away, Rynn yanked her sword out of his gut and without a backward glance.
For some reason Rynn didn't feel to guilty about taking a man's life.
He was evil, she kept telling herself, he deserved it.
She was still running, dodging townsfolk and soldiers alike, when she heard it. The breaking of glass behind her, a maniacle cackle and an ear-splitting boom, all in quick succesion. She felt her back burning, an explosionthrusting her forward,and saw the ground rushing up to meet her, when all went black and she knew no more...
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