Here's Chapter 7. sorry for the wait.
Disclaimer: I dont own POC. just my OC.
Chapter 7
Chapter 7
Brooke woke up and stretched. She looked around. She lay upon a leather hammock stretched across a cabin that had only single port hole looking out to the sea. When she managed to detangle her many skirts from the hammock and straightened. She was still dressed in her blue dress that she'd worn for the ball. She tried to remember the events of last night. She vaguely recalled her and Jack dancing. Then they kissed after which the pirates had burst through the windows. She remembered calling to Jack when one of the pirates slung her over his back after which she felt a sharp pain in the back of her head and saw no more. I must be on the pirate's ship she thought to herself. They captured me. She walked over to the port hole and stared out to sea. Nothing out there was significant. All she could see was the vastness of the ocean.
A loud click sounded through the small cabin causing Brooke to jump in surprise. She turned around to see the wooden door against the far wall opening. In walked a boy not a year older then her (she's 18 at this time) He wore a white buttoned down shirt, brown breeches and old worn shoes. A thick leather belt faded with age held a long cutlass. He also wore a vest that, when he walked over, revealed two flintlock pistols nestled in an inside pocket, one on each side. He carried a plate on which was an apple, a leg of chicken, and strangely, a pile of what looked like wet leaves.
"Here you are my dear." said the boy. He spoke with an accent that suggested he came from England.
"You're a pirate." gasped Brooke in amazement. The boy placed the plate on a small wooden table in the far corner next to a wooden chest.
"That's right." replied the boy. "Lieutenant David Furey at you service" He executed an exaggerated bow that made his nose almost touch the floor. Brooke giggled pleasantly as he stood up straight again.
"Where am I?"
"Onboard the Flying Dutchman, captained by Demetrius Fey formerly of who-the-heck-knows."
"The Flying Dutchman repeated Brooke with a gasped: "The ship that's said to be manned by a crew that can't die and have pieces of plant life sticking out of them?"
"Aye." stated David "The very same but that was years ago. Originally it was captained by Davy Jones. He was cursed by Calypso the sea goddess for not fulfilling his purpose and his ship and crew were cursed. Now only the ship is gifted with invincibility and so is anyone who can touch the deck and keep touching it. However, in some cases it will just heal you."
"So," said David "you've got a change of clothes in there." he pointed to the wooden chest. "The captain wished to see you after you've dressed." He walked out and closed the door behind him in order to give her some privacy. After making sure the door was securely fastened, she started to unbutton her dress. This took several minutes as usually she'd have servants dress her (not that see always enjoyed that.) She finally detangled herself from the 'tent' she wore and opened the chest to see what she'd been given to wear. Interestingly they were about the same as David's. A white shirt that buttoned down, brown slightly baggy pants and a worn leather belt. However, no weapons were to be found but a small knife as long as her foot. She tucked it in her belt all the same. After she dressed, she also found a small hand mirror in the chest which she used to check her hair. It had been knocked out of the perfect bun she'd worn to the party but she found a rubber band which she used to tie it up in a ponytail. Then, dressed, she opened the door. David was checking his twin pistols for problems but tucked them back in his vest when he'd noticed her. "All dressed then? Follow me." She followed him as they crossed the hold where her cabin was. They walked up to the deck. Pirates of all shapes and sizes and race were running around, swabbing the deck, and climbing the ratlines and other assorted chores involved on the ship.
So hypnotized by the spectacle in front of her, which was like one of her pirates novels come to life, she failed to detect the large boom which had been suddenly let go of and swung at her. "Duck yelled a voice which for the briefest second she recognized as someone around her age. She fell to the deck just in time, the boom swinging over her harmlessly. She stood back up and glanced around. David was talking to a boy around her and his age who was dressed identical to David, minus the vest and twin pistols. He carried twin short cutlasses on his belt.
"Sorry. I so sorry, David I just lost control. I-"The boy babbled on and on while David calmly tried to get a word in. "It's okay Derek. Accidents happen. but do you know why they keep happening to you?"
When Derek shook his head no, David replied "You're not focused enough. When you mess up, you allow it to control you, causing you to mess up more. Just focus okay?" Derek nodded confidently.
"Good. Now I'd like to introduce you to the newest member of our crew. Brooke could you come over here?" Brooke joined them. "She's from Port Royal."
"Nice to meet you Brooke." said Derek holding out a hand which she shook. It was hard and full of calluses and scars most likely from the tedious chores that came with being part of the crew. "So what did you do in Port Royal?"
"I was the Governor's da-"she started to say but saw David shaking his head furiously causing her to change tack." I mean I was a maid in the governor's household."
"Oh." replied Derek. David walked in front of Derek. "Derek don't you have some task you have to get to?"
"Oh yes sir." he replied catching David's signal. "It was nice meeting you Brooke." Then he walked off to attend to his task.
"How come you didn't want me to tell him I was the Governor's daughter?" she inquired.
"Because the 'captain' ordered that none was to know of this yet but me and his bodyguards." Due t the tone of his voice, Brooke could tell David didn't like this Demetrius.
"We'd better keep going before another accident happens." David continued across the deck until they reached the near back of the ship and cabin had been built there over which was the wheel. David knocked on the door smartly and almost immediately the door opened. A huge giant of a pirate answered the door. Brooke shivered as she recognized this giant as the man who'd kidnapped her. David did not falter under the giant's glare. "Captain requested to see Brooke here." The giant nodded curtly and moved so they could pass. Inside the cabin was the most wonderful sight Brooke seen. Treasures were everywhere in the cabin. Paintings, gold chest strewn with coins and jewels, statues of bronze and silver, many a-magnificent sword. At the far back was a large wooden desk upon which a large armchair stood impressively. As there were no light in the cabin, it was at first hard to see the man leaning forward in the chair. However, as Brooke neared the desk, his figure became more apparent. At first it seem to her he was a part of the wall as his clothes were black and bore no distinguishable symbols or marks. He wore a black coat, and vest with a while shirt underneath. His hair was also black, covered his dark eyes and reached almost a half inch far from his shoulders. A tri cornered hat, also black, lay upon his head. He leaned over a parchment upon which he wrote with a feather quill. An identically large man to the giant at the door stood behind the armchair, watching and guarding.
When the man had seemed to finish what ever he'd been writing he stuck the quill in a pot and looked up.
"I brought the Governor's daughter to see you 'sir'." said David. Again Brooke could hear the distaste for the captain. She knew he'd sooner stab him then call him 'sir'. The captain nodded.
"Good. good." replied the man. His voice was low but level and cold as an icicle. He gestured to the two giants. "Caleb, Cliff leave us." The two giant nodded and walked out of the cabin. "You can leave us as well David." He hesitated at the door, meet Brooke's eyes then walked out, leaving her with the dark captain.
"Have a seat." he said gesturing to a smaller armchair next to his own. She seated herself as the man faced her. She stared into the dark eyes of her capturer, hypnotized by the deep pits. She shivered under the impending gaze.
"Don't be frightened child."
Though she was usually brave when it came to being alone in the dark, the man's gaze seemed to freeze her up, not allowing her to speak.
"I am Captain Demetrius and as my Lieutenant, I'm sure David told you, I am captain of the Flying Dutchman upon which you are."
"W-why was I kidnapped s-sir?" asked Brooke. Though she had found her voice, she still had trouble talking.
"Originally I and my crew were lead to believe your father possessed a map that would lead us to a treasure we seek: The Orb of Creation."
"What is that?" asked Brooke
"An orb said to be made out of solidified light. Its size is unknown. Who ever possess it can have the power to create the world as they wanted. It is unspeakable people.
"That doesn't explain why you still kidnapped me?" said Brooke.
"A man named William Turner, who was a traitor to our cause, obtained the map it seems. My comrades and I 'spoke' with him and lead us to your house. He was assisted by a man who was the town blacksmith and now seems to be with Will in pursuit of the treasure."
"Jack." whispered Brooke shocked. Demetrius smiled, his perfect white teeth shinning through the dark.
"Yes, Jack was his name."
"If you don't have the map to this, Orb of Creation then why do you want me?"
Demetrius smiled so wide gave Brooke a cold chill that made her shudder.
"It's quiet simple really. Will is after the Orb but you seem familiar with Jack. You maybe useful to get Jack to give up the treasure as it would seem"
"So I'm an insurance policy to get what you want." stated Brooke.
"Exactly Jack seems to care for you. My crew told me that much that he ran after Caleb before he was knocked out."
"Jack may care for me but he'd never give you the Orb just for me."
"We'll see." replied Demetrius." Until then I have instructed David to watch over you during you're time here. My crew is not the friendliest of bunch and when they find out that you're the Governor's daughter they'll be even more unfriendly. With that said you are dismissed. Leave me." The last comment was a command and she walked out of the cabin, leaving the captain to his papers.
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She leaned against the along the edge of the ship, looking out to the sight of Twilight. Little did she know she was looking at the same Twilight as Jack. She hopes he'll find her someday.
As sound of movement behind her caused her to start and turned around. David walked up and leaned his arms on the rail next to her.
"So what did the captain say to you for so long." Again David spoke with distain for the captain. Brooke told David all that had been said in the cabin. When she'd finished David looked thoughtfully at the horizon.
"The Orb of Creation." said David "Demetrius' obsession and Will's only hope for happiness."
"What do you mean?" asked Brooke.
"When Will was captain he brought his wife, Elizabeth, on the ship. Then she died and he went crazy. Something had snapped in Will's mind. He then became increasingly obsessed with getting the Orb. HE hoped it would create a utopia for him and his wife... and his child."
"You like Will better as captain don't you?" said Brooke
"I don't know anymore. They all have they're faults but my loyalties as well as other peoples, would be with Will."
This left them to think in silence for several minutes.
"What are you thinking?" inquired Brooke looking at David.
"You can't stay here." stated David. "You need to escape and I'm going to help you do it,"
That's chap 7. review!