Warning: This is going to be slightly redundant at the end. It's the arrival of the children at the Isle de Paradis. Just thought you ought to know.
"The Adventures to Come"
Chapter 14
Jack, Rosemary and Marie made their way out of the longboat and laid on the warm sand. It was a relief to be on land. But the silence of the moment was broken by Jack's cursing.
"What's wrong?" Rosemary asked.
"Sand in a blister," he said as he rubbed his hand.
Marie stood and went to investigate a pair of trees with some brightly colored fruit growing on it as Rosemary looked at Jack's hand.
"Hey!" she called. "Bananas!"
Jack forgot the pain in his hand and rushed with Rosemary to his sister.
They ate all the bananas they could reach before collapsing at the base of the trees.
The three of them sat in the same place until the sun started to set.
"Do you s'pose we should go back to the ship or stay here?" Rosemary asked.
"Do you fancy a camp-out?" Jack smiled.
"Shut up and keep your hands to yourself. Mother would be so disappointed in you," Marie said.
"It's awfully dark, we should just make ourselves comfortable here," Rosemary said as she looked around.
Twenty minutes later, the three of them were standing and arguing about the best place to sleep.
"We should sleep in the longboat!" Marie shouted.
"No, we should sleep in the brush," Jack answered her back.
"I think we should sleep by the fire," Rosemary butted in.
The one thing they could decide on was the fire being created. They were going to need it now that the sun had set and it was cooling off.
Rosemary was always cold, so she thought it would be the best place to be.
And it was the shouting that caused them to not hear what was creeping up on them. And it was too late when they did notice.
Several sea-creature men had crept out of the jungle and clapped them in irons. Jack struggled as best as he could, making it hard for them to hold on to him, but the girls didn't follow suit.
Rosemary had once heard her parents speak about these types of creatures. Of course, her parents didn't know that Rosemary was listening, but she was listening anyway.
She heard them say that fighting these things was difficult, damn near impossible really. Then their conversation had turned to something about a mill wheel and Will Turner and James Norrington being dizzy and Rosemary had stopped listening.
So, instead of fighting the thing that was holding her, she let it lead her into the dense, dark jungle.
Marie also let it lead her into the jungle, but she wasn't so quiet. She was swearing loudly and complaining the whole way, making her brother smile even when they were in immense trouble.
The three were brought to a clearing in the jungle and set in front of two odd-looking men.
"This is it?" one man asked. He was well-dressed and obviously well-educated, but looked at them with great disdain. "I should have expected this from Sparrow and Turner."
"They'll make perfect bargaining tools, though," the other man answered.
"Who are you people?" Jack demanded to know.
"Your worst nightmare," the first man answered.
"I am Hector Barbossa, but you can call me Captain," the older man said.
"And I am Lord Cutler Beckett and henceforth, you are our prisoners until your parents get here and exchange their lives for yours."
"What!" Rosemary cried.
"You're the Sparrow child, aren't you?" Beckett asked.
"I might be," she said. Rosemary was trying to be strong, but it just wasn't working. She just wanted to cry.
Beckett walked by and touched her face, just like he had done to her mother so long ago.
"Leave her alone!" Jack shouted.
Beckett turned on his heal in the dirt and looked Jack in the face.
"And you are Turner's son, correct?"
"I don't know who you are, but I don't want you touching her like that!" he shouted in Beckett's face.
"Isn't that cute, Barbossa?" Beckett asked, laughing a maniacal laugh.
"Oh, it's playing out better than we could have hoped. Jones will be pleased," Barbossa said.
"Sparrow'll be here soon, then," Beckett said. "Take them back and watch them."
The kids were led away and shackled to makeshift posts. They had no idea what was going on, but they certainly didn't like it.
One by one, Jack, Rosemary and Marie fell asleep standing up. They were chastised every time they started to speak, so the silence made them fall asleep.
The whole of the next day, the children were treated as slaves. Rosemary worked as Beckett's personal slave and spent the day defending herself from his advances.
Jack was left shackled to the stakes, thus making him more mad that he couldn't defend his sister or Rosemary. He hated that Beckett was doing this. Jack hated that he was leaving his two best friends vulnerable to whatever these evil men threw at them. Jack didn't even know why these people were after them or their parents. He was left totally confused and utterly speechless at the whole thing.
Marie was put in charge of gathering food. She was led at sword-point to a very lush spot and started gathering food.
The day was, all in all, miserable for the three of them. Rosemary eventually was tied back to the stake next to Jack and Marie also joined them.
"Why don't they just kill us?" Rosemary whispered from the corner of her mouth.
"I don't know. I've stood pondering our situation all day and all I could decide on was that my legs are exhausted," Jack answered.
"What did you say about protecting us?" Marie asked.
"Shut up,' he sighed. He was truly upset about the situation. He wasn't sure what he should do or even could do. Jack was only seventeen years old and now in a grave situation with no real training of any kind. He had just as many problems as the girls had.
At the precise moment that all of their hope had drained, a familiar voice echoed through the trees. A wall of fire instantly shot up around them. But then they saw the person whom the voice had come: Jack Sparrow.
Beckett and Barbossa confronted Jack and Dani and two shots rang out.
Some quick words were had between the four before Rosemary cried out.
"Mom!" she shouted.
Dani's eyes swept over in their direction instantly and her angry scowl turned to a face of fear.
"Why'd you shout? Surely we're in for it now!" Jack said.
"She didn't see us properly until I shouted."
The rest of The Adventurer's crew had assembled with Jack and Dani and prepared to fight.
The children could only watch in astonishment as their parents and friends expertly handled their cutlasses. But no matter how well they fought, they were being pushed back to where they had come from and out of sight.
Rosemary and Marie slipped down in the sand, hands still behind their backs. Jack, who had been so sure they would be rescued, also started to tear up. This was just too much. Things were not looking good for the Sparrow and Turner children.
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