Cold As Glass
Sequel to Heart of Glass
A Pirate Lord's Adventure
Chapter 9
I trudged up the sandy beach, fighting to stay up right, with the rough current pushing me forward and backward.
"Damn that shrimper," I cursed under my breath, as I gave a jerking kick at the water and flailed my arms about. "And damn Jack for going to this god forsaken island."
Yet as I trudged closer and closer, I found no sign of life upon the Pearl. Thus I drew to conclusion, they were all either off the Pearl, or hidden somewhere inside the Pearl.
But my eyes trailed down the ropes that hung off the Pearl and saw the ropes were tied down by stakes that were pushed, deep, into the sand.
I sighed in discontent, and looked over at Will, who was just beginning to start to walk upon the sand, wading ashore.
"I don't think anyone is here," I shouted to him.
Will let out a loud huff, making me roll my eyes, as I sat down upon the sand, which hadn't been touched by the water, and looked back over at Will.
I couldn't believe that I had swum that far without cramping up. Normally my body couldn't stand swimming for long lengths, but maybe the half a bottle a I had early had made my body more limber or had done something to it. Or maybe that black spot I had hidden had some unsuspected side affects.
But as I gathered my breath and thought through my plans, Will walked right up to the Pearl and shouted," Jack!"
It was rather humorous in the manor he had done it. For the Pearl dwarfed Will by a great deal and he had to lean back to try to project his voice towards the deck of the Pearl.
"Jack Sparrow!" Will shouted again, cupping his hands around his mouth, but it only made him look more ridiculous.
I covered my laughing mouth with my hands, as I tried to look away from him. But I kept looking back at the show he was putting on.
"Marty! Cotton!"
Will placed a hand upon the rope that anchored the Pearl, and took a couple deep breaths, before shouting, in desperation," Anybody?"
I managed to take a deep breath, calming myself, before repeating myself," I don't think anyone is here. Or at least by, or in the, Pearl."
Will shot me a slightly disgruntled glance, obviously disliking the fact I was right.
"I bet they are in the jungle," Will snorted, standing up straight , as he marched over to me," They are all probably enjoying the native women and singing songs."
I rolled my eyes, while Will stuck out a hand for me to take, in a polite manor.
"Even if that isn't the case," I began, before I took Will's hand and he pulled me up," I'm sure he left some traces of him and the crew upon the island somewhere."
"You're probably right about that," He sighed, as I adjusted the hat upon my head, even though I knew very well why Jack was here.
He was trying to stay way from Davy Jones and prolong his life as much as possible.
Will took in another deep breath, before looking across the forest line. "I don't think we should split up in our search for Jack. We should stay together and keep our eyes out for anything."
"Or anyone," I countered back quietly, causing Will to nod in agreement, despite the fact I had a fear for things other than natives. Like Davy Jones's crew.
With that Will and I both began walking, side by side, to the forest line, looking and praying that we would find Jack without much hard ship or troubles on our part.
But I should have known better.