Hey everyone! Here it is, Chapter Nine. As always, nothing belongs to me except the plot and Ellie Fly. Enjoy!!! (And kindly review, thankee!)
Chapter Nine: Bargains
Although the Pearl had every stitch of canvas flying, it was no match for the light, small Revenge. The sheer size of the Black Pearl was its downfall. Jack stood grimly at the bow, knowing there was nothing to be done. Ellie clung to him, sobbing softly.
"Ellie luv," he said. "Go to me cabin and don't come out unless it's me, hear?"
"No Jack. I'm never leaving you!"
"Ellie." his tone was pleading. "For me?"
The Revenge was so near, Ellie could make out the form of Norrington on deck.
"I'll go," she said. Jack gave her a grateful smile. Ellie could barely see through her tears. This was perhaps the last time she would see Jack. This could be goodbye. "Oh Jack-"
"Sh, poppet. No tears." Jack kissed her. "I said I wasn't leavin' yeh again and I meant it."
"I love you Jack."
"I love yeh too, Ellie Fly."
Heart heavy with grief, Ellie locked herself in Jack's cabin without looking back. If she had, she would have never left.
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"Men, prepare to board the Black Pearl."
Norrington was as joyful as a child in a candy shop. The last pirate in the Caribbean was as good as his! And his fiancée was here to boot. Life couldn't be any better for Commodore Norrington.
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The Pearl lay alongside the Revenge in the calm waters of the Caribbean. Jack dared not move a muscle. He and his crew breathed shallowly in the secret chamber of the Pearl's kitchen. Above, they could hear Norrington's men dashing about deck, looking for any sign of the crew.
"The ship appears abandoned, sir," they heard someone shout.
"Sparrow may be a pirate, but he is no fool," Norrington replied. "I give him that. Gentlemen, search the below decks."
Jack closed his eyes, willing Ellie to hide herself. Under a bed, beneath a table, anywhere.
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Ellie closed her eyes, praying Jack was safe and hidden. She didn't know how he had managed to evade Norrington's men, but she hoped he remained so. The door of the cabin began trembling. Ellie gasped and hid further under the bed. She heard yelling, then the crash as the door fell to the floor. Two feet appeared at Ellie's nose. Norrington had come.
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"Well, I have retrieved my prize." Norrington smiled sickeningly at Ellie. She was shaking uncontrollably. "And can you please tell me where Sparrow is, darling?"
"I do not know," Ellie spat. "Even if I did, I would not tell you."
"Temper, temper," Norrington echoed the words Jack had once spoken. Ellie choked back a sob.
"I suppose then we shall depart. Gillette, blow up this ship."
"No!"
"Ah Norrington..."
Ellie turned, not daring to believe.
"Sparrow."
"Let's get straight to the point," Jack said, approaching Ellie. He gave her a reassuring wink. "You have something of great value to me, and I would like it back."
"I am afraid Miss Fly is my fiancée, Sparrow. You are not in a position to bargain. Men, clap him in irons."
"Now, now wait a moment." Jack put up his hands. "We are in a position to bargain. There is always room to negotiate."
Norrington sneered. "And what might you give me?"
"The Black Pearl."
"Oh Jack don't!" Ellie cried.
Norrington seemed to consider it for a moment. Then, in the blink of an eye, he drew his sword and placed the tip of it to Ellie's neck. Jack shot forward, but was stopped by Norrington's steely voice. "Another step and she will die."
Jack halted, eyes huge.
"Now you will listen, Sparrow," he continued. "Her e is the bargain. If you go free, Miss Fly here will perish. If that seems unsatisfactory, then you may allow her to live and you shall face the noose in Port Royal."
Jack looked heartbreakingly at Ellie. He said not a word, but put out his hands to the soldier with irons. Norrington smiled. "I knew you'd see it my way eventually."
A clap of thunder muffled the sound of Ellie's sobs and a cold gray rain began to fall. The skies were mourning...
Chapter Nine: Bargains
Although the Pearl had every stitch of canvas flying, it was no match for the light, small Revenge. The sheer size of the Black Pearl was its downfall. Jack stood grimly at the bow, knowing there was nothing to be done. Ellie clung to him, sobbing softly.
"Ellie luv," he said. "Go to me cabin and don't come out unless it's me, hear?"
"No Jack. I'm never leaving you!"
"Ellie." his tone was pleading. "For me?"
The Revenge was so near, Ellie could make out the form of Norrington on deck.
"I'll go," she said. Jack gave her a grateful smile. Ellie could barely see through her tears. This was perhaps the last time she would see Jack. This could be goodbye. "Oh Jack-"
"Sh, poppet. No tears." Jack kissed her. "I said I wasn't leavin' yeh again and I meant it."
"I love you Jack."
"I love yeh too, Ellie Fly."
Heart heavy with grief, Ellie locked herself in Jack's cabin without looking back. If she had, she would have never left.
¯ ¯ ¯
"Men, prepare to board the Black Pearl."
Norrington was as joyful as a child in a candy shop. The last pirate in the Caribbean was as good as his! And his fiancée was here to boot. Life couldn't be any better for Commodore Norrington.
¯ ¯ ¯
The Pearl lay alongside the Revenge in the calm waters of the Caribbean. Jack dared not move a muscle. He and his crew breathed shallowly in the secret chamber of the Pearl's kitchen. Above, they could hear Norrington's men dashing about deck, looking for any sign of the crew.
"The ship appears abandoned, sir," they heard someone shout.
"Sparrow may be a pirate, but he is no fool," Norrington replied. "I give him that. Gentlemen, search the below decks."
Jack closed his eyes, willing Ellie to hide herself. Under a bed, beneath a table, anywhere.
¯ ¯ ¯
Ellie closed her eyes, praying Jack was safe and hidden. She didn't know how he had managed to evade Norrington's men, but she hoped he remained so. The door of the cabin began trembling. Ellie gasped and hid further under the bed. She heard yelling, then the crash as the door fell to the floor. Two feet appeared at Ellie's nose. Norrington had come.
¯ ¯ ¯
"Well, I have retrieved my prize." Norrington smiled sickeningly at Ellie. She was shaking uncontrollably. "And can you please tell me where Sparrow is, darling?"
"I do not know," Ellie spat. "Even if I did, I would not tell you."
"Temper, temper," Norrington echoed the words Jack had once spoken. Ellie choked back a sob.
"I suppose then we shall depart. Gillette, blow up this ship."
"No!"
"Ah Norrington..."
Ellie turned, not daring to believe.
"Sparrow."
"Let's get straight to the point," Jack said, approaching Ellie. He gave her a reassuring wink. "You have something of great value to me, and I would like it back."
"I am afraid Miss Fly is my fiancée, Sparrow. You are not in a position to bargain. Men, clap him in irons."
"Now, now wait a moment." Jack put up his hands. "We are in a position to bargain. There is always room to negotiate."
Norrington sneered. "And what might you give me?"
"The Black Pearl."
"Oh Jack don't!" Ellie cried.
Norrington seemed to consider it for a moment. Then, in the blink of an eye, he drew his sword and placed the tip of it to Ellie's neck. Jack shot forward, but was stopped by Norrington's steely voice. "Another step and she will die."
Jack halted, eyes huge.
"Now you will listen, Sparrow," he continued. "Her e is the bargain. If you go free, Miss Fly here will perish. If that seems unsatisfactory, then you may allow her to live and you shall face the noose in Port Royal."
Jack looked heartbreakingly at Ellie. He said not a word, but put out his hands to the soldier with irons. Norrington smiled. "I knew you'd see it my way eventually."
A clap of thunder muffled the sound of Ellie's sobs and a cold gray rain began to fall. The skies were mourning...
