Disclaimer: I do not own POTC. But I own my character, and my name. Hard to fight in court you own someone else's name! Buwahahaha! Anyway, if you have stuck with me so far, you are a better person that those others that gave up after the first chapter, or …gasp… the first paragraph. Well I'm not good at catching people's attention, I just kinda hope they suffer through it and get to the good stuff!
Chapter Seven: The winds of change.
Climbing out a two story window is a lot harder than people in movies make it look. I'm so glad I had a balcony that outreached to my front deck and stairs to sneak out in my teenage years. Jack went first so if I fell he could point and laugh I supposed. But being agile as I am…cough gag cough… I made it without serious injury.
"What exactly are we looking for lass?" Jack asked as he followed me into the dark forest.
"My baby." I said smirking, how was he going to take that!
"Ye've left a baby out here all this time?" He asked.
"Well, my baby is special, he is made of leather and plastic, and weighs about a ton." I laughed.
"Big lad." Jack said following me through the maze of logs that were my demise on the way out. Now on the way back in I was a teensy bit more careful.
Ten Minutes Later
We had been on the trail for a few minutes when I saw the gleam of my car. Ah, beautiful car! Jack stopped a few paces away from the beastie and eyed it warily. I reached into my pocket and grabbed my keys and unlocked the front door. Crouching in I put the keys in the ignition and tried to start the bugger up. No gas in the pistons meant the engine wasn't going to turn over.
Shit! I was getting frustrated with the car. Maybe I could walk back to 2007. Haha, yea and leave my car I still owe payments on here? I wouldn't know if I would be able to come back. I looked under the car to find the gas can still in place with the gas still intact. Pulling the foul smelling liquid out I promptly opened my trunk removing a plastic bag to cover the gas up with. The last thing I need is watered down gasoline. I tied the bag off, and stored it behind the back wheel of my car so it wasn't too visible.
Turning my attention back to my trunk I found my green book bag filled with spare clothes incase I needed them. You know, if I spilled something on my clothes, got them dirty, spent the night at someone else's house for a few days… wink wink… or you know, GOT SENT TO PIRATES OF THE CARRIBEAN!
I grabbed my emergency makeup bag, with all my toiletries, and my dry cleaning consisting of a few cocktail dresses and a couple women's suits. I grabbed my laptop bag, my cell phone, and my MP3 player. Not an IPOD, do I look like I want cancer?
I heard a tapping on glass and looked to see Jack wide eyed at my car. Realizing I hadn't even said one word of explanation, I turned to say something to him.
"You are an enchantress!" he accused pulling the handle of my passenger door and jumping back as it willingly popped open. Laughing I pushed past him to check my glove box for my flashlight which we would need to walk back. Closing the door and trunk I waltzed over to Sparrow. I locked the car and leaned against the back end watching Sparrow look at me cautiously.
"Jack, I'm not an enchantress. I'm from a completely different part of the world that doesn't exists yet." I said waiting for him probe me for questions, ask me what I meant…basically I was just bracing myself for him to berate me with questions.
"Oh, alright then." He said walking back towards the trail, picking up two of my bags on the way. Flabbergasted I opened and closed my mouth resembling a fish in amazement. "Luv, I've seen and heard odder things than what ye are telling me." I watched him walk away with my bags in awe. It was going to take a lot to ruffle his feathers.
Next Morning
I woke up to the usual bustle around my room. Only this morning was a tad more frightening. Today was the day that I had to make a plan to get back home. It's not like the answer to my problems was going to show up at the house to give me a light bulb kind of idea.
Last night had ended up being uneventful. We climbed back into my room, Jack last tossing me up my bags, and me failing to catch a few of them, resulting on them coming back down and hitting him on the head. After he was back in the house I pushed him out of the room so I could change to go to bed.
I threw the covers off of me revealing my silk turquoise pajamas and ducky slippers. All the maids eyes were on me. I giggled and explained that jack had salvaged some of my things and returned them to me. Who cared if the maids believed me or not? Another maid came in telling me that Captain Jack Sparrow was outside the door and wanted to be let in, but of course she said that I was not presentable yet.
"Let him in." I said yawning. All the maids looked at me in shock. I rolled my eyes, "I'm not so modest!" I said in a 'don't dare second guess me because I can have you fired' kind of tone. Seconds later Jack was standing in the room while I was getting up out of bed.
"Mornin' lass." Jack said giving a toothy grin.
"Good morning, any reasoning to your visit?" I asked rummaging through my makeup bag looking for my tooth brush.
"I wanted to be the first to tell ye, that the whelp is here to see you." Jack said intrigued by his own news.
"Ah, the pirate killer wants an audience with the pirate defender." I laughed. All the maids had stopped working and were shocked that me and Jack were having such a laid back conversation considering the way I was dressed, and the fact that he was in my room to begin with.
"Seems that way." Jack said also rummaging around in my makeup bag after I had gotten up, I hope he didn't find and steal my eyeliner. I walked over to the pitcher of water, pouring a little into the basin I looked at myself in the mirror. I was a wreck, my hair, my makeup, I was getting a zit! Bloody Elizabeth doesn't have zits!
"You ladies can continue what you were doing, unless the presence of a pirate unnerves you, then you may leave." I said beginning to brush my teeth wondering why the hell Will had come to see me of all people. Crap, Jack found my eyeliner!
Half hour later
After refusing to be trapped in a corset and getting into a squabble with one of the maids I finally was able to convince them that I could get dressed on my own fine. Shooing the girls out of the room I was able to go through all of my clothing. Some of it too plain and inappropriate for this time era, and some of it too erotic for this time era also. Finally I found the perfect outfit.
Walking down the stairs I saw Jack and Will standing in uncomfortable silence. Will looked a tad bit mad, so I was guessing Jack had made some snide comment at his expense. Hope I didn't miss the eunuch joke yet. Both of their eyes fell on me when I came down the staircase.
My outfit consisted of blue jeans with fake patches of different prints, a little more worn down the front of the legs. I wore a long sleeved brown shirt that covered up half of my hands, which over the shirt I wore a few choice bracelets. Over the brown shirt I wore a worn hunter green colored short sleeved shirt with sparrows, and skulls and crossbones with hearts for eyes decorating down one of the sides. My hair was swept back into a tight pony tail, letting my curls loosely fall over my shoulder. My shoes were brown flats resembling ballet shoes. And my makeup heavy on the eyeliner, but using some gold shimmer on my cheek bones and on my eyes close to my eyebrow.
"Duchess you look…" Will began.
"Like a pirate." Jack finished happily.
"That wasn't my intention. I was going for more neo-pirate look." I said jingling my bracelets while waving my finger at him.
Just then Elizabeth appeared at the top of the stairs. Her expression was one of confusion as she saw us three of us prattling away.
"Will?" She questioned walking down the rest of the flight of stairs, "What are you doing here?" She asked, which I thought was kind of rude, but hey, it's not my house.
"I came to see how the Duchess' arm is coming along Miss Swann." William said with a hit of coldness of her name. He must have been offended by her rude comment.
Elizabeth's face got stone cold as she looked at me and what I was wearing. I smirked shrugging my shoulders.
"This is, um, customary garb in Greenland this time of year." I said a bit unconvinced of myself. Little did she know she would soon be wearing actual pirate garb, and become a pirate lord herself. Too quick to judge Elizabeth.
"Well got to go! Really must be touring Port Royal some more! Wonderful city!" Jack said turning about and walking out at the daggers that were being thrown by Elizabeth's eyes.
Horrible chapter, I know I promised they would get better, but I lied, I'm a horrid horrid person and I will throw myself in the brig personally! Next chapter some different POV come in, Norrington, Jack, and Will. Ta ta!