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Chapter Nine: Plans in motion
It was working. Everything was going to be okay. James couldn't believe his luck! All he had to do was ensure Pintel became the fine Captain of the Pearl and make Ragetti the first mate. This could be really easy… if he could locate the Pearl. Would it be in the locker? Or was it completely demolished? It would all work out. James was sure of it.
A glimmer in James peripherals caught his attention. Turning, he managed to catch Barbossa lowering his telescope and descending from the helm to the deck. He didn't… no, he'd have said something he'd seen the heart… right? James watched Barbossa stride across the deck and he began shouting orders to prepare to fight. Fight?! James turned and surveyed the horizon. There was nothing but the ocean… expect for a tiny black dot in the distance. Why are we worried about such a far away ship?
"Barbossa, what's she flying?" James asked keeping his eyes locked on the speck of a ship.
"Nothing," Barbossa responded, he shot a curious glance over to Will leaning against a rail. James swallowed, so it's Davy Jones. Barbossa turned and gave James a bone-chilling smile.
"Don't worry it's all 'bout bargainin', isn't it?" James shuddered as he noticed a wicked glint in the Captain's eyes. Barbossa smirked and strode back to the helm. James glared at him. He pretends to be blissfully unaware, but his got a plan, and he knows everything. James watched Pintel and Ragetti disappear below deck and he sighed, frustrated. I won't let Barbossa get in the way.
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"It seems they are preparing for a fight," Davy observed as he watched Barbossa's crew scramble across their deck. He chuckled and turned to his crew, they all laughed maliciously.
"When we get close enough, I want to board, so be ready," Davy told the crew earning a few positive shouts of excitement. Davy strode to the stairs heading to his quarters, but stopped when he caught sight of Bootstrap. Davy took a step forward, keeping his eyes locked on the man. Bootstrap stared at the ship in the distance, willing it away, he wanted his son safe. He knew he couldn't do anything to help, but if Will could escape then he'd at least be out of harm's way. Davy Jones didn't understand how a man could be so devoted to someone. I was devoted to someone once, though… He snorted and continued to his quarters. The man is just in awe that his son is still alive. And he might care for him now, but I can guarantee that this father/son relationship won't last…
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"Jack!" Elizabeth had been walking for… well, she couldn't tell, she had lost all sense of direction and time. She would call out every now and then hoping to hear a reply. So far, no luck. She was hot, out of breath, and her feet ached. She groaned angrily and sat on the ground, feeling the heat from the barren plain seep into her skin. There was no relief here. No matter where she went she would always feel the boiling heat, the rough ground underfoot, and the heavy ach in heart. Where are you Jack?
She let her mind go over the nightmare, repeatedly. But so far she couldn't get anything out of it except that Will just wanted her away from Jack? No… maybe it was a warning to stay away from Jack? Or a warning that something worse was to come for Jack Sparrow. . . No, no, she wasn't going to think that. It was just another annoying trick the locker cooked up. Nothing more. But if… if it was a premonition… it was implying that she was going to cause Jack's death. That's what "Will" said. This is ridiculous; I know it's not true. I would never hurt him. The locker is just messing with my mind. But maybe…
"Enough!" She yelled out loud, sick of her thoughts, they were just turning her in confused circles. She got up off the ground and continued to walk forward. Though the horizon held nothing but white rough ground and white empty air. Ignoring the aching pain of heart and feet she sallied forth. After a substantial amount of time had passed Elizabeth sighed willing herself not to cry. She felt as if all hope was lost, how was she supposed to find-wait. She stopped and cocked her head top the side listening. She was almost sure… no positive that she could her rushing water, or waves. The ocean, the ocean was near! She took off running hoping that where the ocean was, her Jack would be too.
I know this one is short, but I'm trying to update sooner, so… yeah, reviews are still wanted!
