Seeing Jack sooooon and remember Gibbs advised her to hide her cross. Do you think she will take his advice or will she not? Eek gonna keep you in suspense for a couple days now ;) Love you all, please R&R and follow me on twitter: MsAngelicaS :D xxx
The next day we sat shivering as the ship sailed through some land covered by ice.
From the other side of the ship, I overheard Pintel and Ragetti complaining.
"No one said anything about cold." Pintel said.
"I'm sure there must be a good reason for our suffering." Ragetti reasoned.
"Why don't that obeah woman bring Jack back the same way she brought back Barbossa?" Pintel persisted.
"Because Barbossa was only dead." Tia Dalma said, her voice matching her steely gaze. "Jack Sparrow is taken, body and soul, to a place not of death, but punishment. De worst fate a person can bring 'pon himself… stretching on forever. Dat's what awaits at Davy Jones' Locker." She walked past without another word, leaving Pintel and Ragetti gazing after her.
"I knew there was a good reason." Ragetti said.
I sat numb, no longer purely because of the cold and the still fresh pain of losing Jack, but from Tia Dalma's words. Jack did not deserve to be punished. He did not deserve such a fate! Admittedly he had made mistakes in his life but so does everyone else. Gibbs, standing beside me, leaned over.
"Don't worry Miss, we be getting him outta there soon enough!" He whispered.
I turned to smile weakly at him, thanking him silently for the confidence in his voice although I knew it was the last thing any of us had. We didn't even know where we were.
Will had been fiddling with the navigational charts with one of Sao Feng's men since we set sail. He seemed confused by what he saw and consulted Barbossa.
"Do you care to interpret, Captain Barbossa?" was it my imagination or did his voice hold a hint of irritation as he said "Captain Barbossa"? Barbossa either didn't hear it, or simply chose to ignore it.
"Ever gazed upon the green flash, Master Gibbs?" he asked.
"I reckon I seen my fair share." He said, turning to face them. "Happens on rare occasion. The last glimpse of sunset, a green flash shoots up into the sky. Some go their whole lives without ever seeing it, some claim to have seen it who ain't. And some say…"
"It signals when a soul comes back to this world from the dead." Interrupted Pintel, who looked suitably sheepish as Gibbs narrowed his eyes at him, annoyed for the interruption. "Sorry." He apologised.
"Trust me, young Master Turner. It's not getting to the land of the dead that's the problem." Barbossa handed the charts back to Will. "It's getting back." He smirked, despite the seriousness of his words. Others seemed worried by this, but I wasn't. At least if we were in the land of the dead I would be with Jack. The ship sailed on through a large glacier. In all honesty it was rather spectacular to sail through, but at the same time the risks of it did not escape our minds.
By the time darkness fell, we were well away from the ice and the cold. It was rather beautiful sailing under a black sky dotted with millions of twinkling stars, but I was saddened by it too. Jack and I had spent many nights sailing or lying under skies just like this. A sad lullaby played as we sailed. I stood leaning on the side of the ship, my gaze wandering between the sky, the sea and the distance. I looked round as I heard footsteps behind me. Will was walking over to Elizabeth who sat at the prow of the ship.
"How long do we continue not talking?" He asked her.
She hesitated.
"Once we rescue Jack everything'll be fine." She replied.
"Then we rescue Jack." I had to admit, despite everything Will clearly loved Elizabeth. I couldn't for the life of me see why, but I smiled slightly to myself at the way he was willing to give her up for her to be happy. I had noticed this before, I remembered, at Tia Dalma's just before Barbossa had come down the steps but yet I still found it incredibly… sweet of Will. He was a good lad, much like his father. Both of them had their hearts in the right place. Much like Jack. I realised with a pang of longing. Elizabeth had stood up and walked past Will by now. The lad walked forwards, looking out into the distance. I turned away to look back at the sea. I heard Tia Dalma behind me, her words aimed at Will.
"For what we want most, dere is a cost must be paid in de end." How true, I thought to myself. Then I frowned and turned. Will was running up to the other end of the ship. I followed him quickly, reaching him at the same time as Gibbs.
"Barbossa, ahead!" Will said, panic in his voice.
"Aye, we're good and lost now." Barbossa said confidently.
"Lost?" Elizabeth was shocked.
"For certain you have to be lost to find a place as can't be found." Barbossa informed her. I nodded in agreement. That actually made a lot of sense. "Elseways, everyone would know where it was."
Gibbs looked down at the water.
"We're gaining speed." He informed us.
"Aye." Barbossa nodded.
"To stations!" Will commanded. "All hands to stations!" Everyone bar me and Barbossa was rushing around, clearly panicked by the situation. I glanced at Barbossa who smirked at me. I shrugged and rolled my eyes in response. I wasn't sure how I understood what he meant, maybe I had become accustomed to Jack's ways which were not dissimilar to how Barbossa spoke sometimes. Indeed, the way Barbossa had phrased what he had just said had been very Jack-like. But then, Gibbs had been around Jack for far longer than me and yet he had not seemed all that sure of what was happening.
"Rudder full. Hard aport! Gather way." Will was yelling his orders now.
"Nay! Belay that! Let 'er run straight and true!" Barbossa shouted.
Everyone ran to the prow of the ship and looked ahead.
"Blimey!" Ragetti said. As I joined them, I saw why and I, too, was thrown into panic. Not too far ahead, the water cascaded over an edge. They claim now that the world is round, but that edge certainly gave reason for doubt!
"You've doomed us all." Elizabeth rounded on Barbossa.
"Don't be so unkind. You may not survive to pass this way again, and these be the last friendly words you'll here." Barbossa responded.
Everyone rushed around as we grew closer to the edge.
"Hard aport!" Elizabeth cried.
Will grabbed the helm and attempted to steer the ship, God knows why he thought that would help us, the pull of the water was far too strong.
"Hold on!" He yelled, causing everyone to grab at anything they could, most of them screaming. As the boat tilted, Barbossa grabbed at a rope next to mine and laughed. I stayed silent, scared but, at the same time, not scared. This could be the end, but if it was at least I would have Jack. I would not be alone in the afterlife. The thought comforted me slightly as we fell.