The oceans calling
Chapter 37: Fear death?
The fight had most certainly taken over her body. Adrenaline rushing through her veins causing her body to lash out with such energy. Her ears were now ringing from the amount of noise that they were trying to process all at once. There was the clanging of swords, the yells and screams of people fighting and dying, the booms of guns of all sizes firing, whistling of the strong wind and the pounding of the rain. There was then her heart that was thumping away in her chest; it was the loudest thing that she could hear. She wondered if others could hear it too.
Rebby couldn't focus on that though. The moment she had decided to lead the first attack on to the Dutchman she had been surrounded by men covered in sea creatures and barnacles and Naval Officers. Moving from the bow of the ship she stabbed a marine through the chest quickly before spinning on her feet to block an attack from of the fishy, coming behind her. She didn't miss the red tint on her sword by the pounding rain was quick to wash it away. She used her weight to knock the enemy's sword back before she swung her own sword at his neck. Kicking him away she moved off until she felt the wood of the deck beneath her vibrate.
Her gaze followed to where Davy Jones had jumped down from the sails. She held her breath watching him moving with haste over to a marine holding a sword. The squid man had no problems with stabbing the man with the sword before moving quickly off. He was obviously on a mission and she knew that she would have to get in his way.
Rebecca went to follow but another marine swiped his sword at her and managed to cut her leg. She seethed at the stinging sensation before slashing her own at his stomach. She had to ignore the pain and move on. Her blue eyes automatically focussed on Jacks form as he swung on a rope that looped around the mast. She watched him let go and land in front of Jones. He went to draw out his sword but to Rebbys surprise the blade had been cut clean off. Jack seemed to notice this and drop what remained of his sword while running off. He entered a small game of ring around the rosy with Jones but he soon ghosted his form through the solid object towards Jack.
As wanted to help him but she was too far from him. Another one of Jones' men approached her fast to which she threw the first attack. He was in her way and she wanted to get through. Blocking one of his high attacks she kicked him with her boot before swiping at him. This guy was good though; he pushed her back to where she fell down onto the floor. In a rush she drew out the pistol, form her holster tied to her bare leg, and shot the fishy man point blank. He seemed dead but she was never really sure. Keeping vigilant she holstered her pistol and pushed herself up – that was until she saw something wriggling in the corner of her eye. It was a small tentacle and grasped tightly to it was the key to the chest. Her eyes almost shined as she quickly slit the throat of a marine charging at her before she kneeled in front of the tentacle and brought out her small dagger. The brunette didn't hesitate to stab the tentacle just beside where it held the key and its immediate reaction was to let go. Swiping the key into her hand she gather her dagger and re-hid it inside her boot as she stood up.
Her feet then carried her towards where she last saw Jack fighting Jones. She sighed seeing two of Jones' men advance on her but a lucky cannon ball manage to blow them both out of her way so that her path was now clear.
She came upon Jack now using a piece of rotting wood from the ship as his weapon whereas Jones used his sword to attack. The young pirate was able to hit Jones on the face but his next hit was caught and Jack was smacked away onto his back. She gasped seeing Jones advance on Jack while he was down. Her heart quickening seeing Jones lifting his sword to stab Jack.
"No!" she didn't know how but she found herself stood over Jack. Her own blade blocking Jones' and protecting Jack. Already she could feel the squid man's strength she he tried to push his sword further towards Jack but she wouldn't allow it. "Sorry, but that's my husband you're trying to kill" instantly she kicked the sword up away from Jack. Jones took a step back and it was then that Rebecca eyes Jones' missing tentacle. She put her back to Jack making sure to keep Jones away from him.
"I'll enjoy ripping out your heart for Jack to see" he spat the words at her.
"Rebby" she could hear Jack behind her but didn't turn around. Turning her back on an immortal would be a big mistake. Lifting her blade up she swung it forward at Jones but he hit it down and went to take a swing at her. She was able to block and swipe the blade across his face; slicing off another tentacle.
She laughed seeing that what would be a moustache was now missing "now both sides match" she gestured to his face. Enraged he went to stab her.
The brunette ducked down out of the way and stabbed her sword into Jones' leg. He screamed from the pain which put a little smirk on her face. Before she could do anything else however, Jones kicked her with his crab leg. Her hand let go of her sword as she fell back beside Jack. The young pirate held her against him immediately. He looked into her eyes to see the clear fear that she was driven by.
"Harridan! You'll see no mercy from me" the couple looked to see that Jones had now disregarded them and was now faced with Elizabeth before he could get to the chest.
Elizabeth drew out her sword confidence plastered all over her face "that's why I brought this" both Jones and Elizabeth then began to engage in battle.
Jack turned back to Rebecca though and saw blood running out of her nose from where Jones had kicked her down. He wiped it away before eyeing the chest just to the side of them.
Rebby saw Jones knock Elizabeth down as he did to them and that was when she knew that stabbing the heart was the only way to get rid of this problem. There was no negotiating with Jones. Jack moved over to the chest and Rebby instantly recognised the frustration on his face knowing he didn't have the key. "I need to find the key" he went to move away but she stopped him. Her hand on his arm as she leant in close to his face.
His cheeks flushed red thinking she was about to kiss him "at times like this, it's a good job you have me" she then lifted her free hand that held the key up for Jack to see.
He grinned seeing it. Taking it within his own hand he pushed his lips against hers before turning his attention to the chest.
Rebby looked behind the two of them to see Jones standing over both Elizabeth and Will. "Ah. Love. A dreadful bond. And yet, so easily severed" Jones then moved closer to Will with his sword pointed at the young blacksmith. Rebecca quickly picked up the remains of Jacks sword on the floor and handed it to him. She gave him a nod knowing what would happen if Jack stabbed the heart. "Tell me, William Turner, do you fear death?"
Jack lifted the heart out of the chest and pointed the small sharp blade of his sword at it as he faced Jones "do you?"
Jones turned on the spot and gazed at the open chest and then his vulnerable heart in Jacks palm. The young pirate took a step forward making sure Rebecca was behind him this time. "Heady tonic, holding life and death in the palm of one's hand"
"You're a cruel man, Jack Sparrow"
She hated hearing those words. Jack wasn't anything of the sort "you're cruel! You forced our hand. Now concede and you'll live" Rebby had to shout to get them to hear her over the storm. She hated how Jones' eyes pierced into her soul but she couldn't live with herself if she didn't offer Jones a deal for his life.
"Live but still be imprisoned. Without freedom!" he snarled at her before turning and lunging his sword into Wills chest. The blade piercing through his heart. Will groaned at the intense pain that surged through his body while everyone else couldn't believe their eyes. Rebby grasped onto Jacks arm tightly. Jones' blade twisted before the squid man let go of the sword and laughed at each of them.
"Will?" Elizabeth moved to Will side and held his face in her hands. It was clear that the light was leaving his eyes. "Look at me! Stay with me! You're all right"
Rebecca didn't have the best outlook on her former best friends but she did not wish them to die. She did not wish the pain of losing the one you love upon them at all. Water filled the brim of her eyes. She scanned the floor and saw her sword lying there. Swiftly she lifted it into her hand and clenched her fist tightly. She was going to attack Jones but Wills father beat her to it. Both of them now fighting each other.
The brunette sheathed her sword and looked to see Elizabeth panic at Wills side. He was fading fast. Jacks shuffling quickly caught her attention as he looked to the heart in his palm. He could so easily stab it and it was clear he wanted to but then his brown eyes met hers. She was the reason he hadn't done so already. She moved back to his side and held on to the hand of his hand that held the heart. "I have to, Rebby"
Her tears flooded down her cheeks and even though it was pouring with rain, Jack could clearly see them. "I can't lose you" her voice was desperate at this time. It was clear Will was dying and would soon be gone; she didn't know if she could deal with losing Jack at the same time. Her heart, at this point, was hammering in her chest. It reminded her of when she had fainted at Port Royal. Her fear of Jacks hanging had been too much – at this point she already knew this was worse. Taking in a breath she grasped Jacks coat in her finger and pull him towards her. Their lips smashing together.
It might not seem like the time or place but Rebecca needed this. They both kissed as passionately as they could. Tongues roaming each other's mouths as they used one another to gather strength within themselves.
Will? Will? Look at me. Look at me!" Elizabeth's desperation made them push away from each other. And that was when it came to Rebby. A light bulb shining over her head. Her head darted to see Jack looked down at the beating order in his hand questioningly. It would seem that she had reminded him that he could lose her either.
Grasping his arm Rebby dragged him over to Will. The young blacksmiths eyes now slowly closing. "Rebecca, what are you doing?" Jack used her full name in fear as she took the remains of his sword and snatched the heart from his palm.
"Rebby?" Elizabeth looked to her questioningly.
The brunette placed the heart down on the deck and the sharp blade in Wills hand. She helped him grasp it and then lifted his hand up, just above the vulnerable heart. "I'm saving my husband…" she looked into Elizabeths eyes and then did the same to Jack "and saving my friend"
As the last word left her mouth she let go of Wills hand and let it drop down. The blade ripping into the heart. Heads quickly turned to where Jones was stood over Bootstrap with another sword in his hand. The weapon dropped to the floor in an instant as his tentacles wriggled uncontrollably. The squid man looked to each of them and then his heart that had Jacks sword through the middle of it.
He looked up to the angry sky and gasped. "Calypso" his voice was almost soft as his grasp on life left his body. Jones' form then falling off the side of the ship and into the heart of the maelstrom.
Rebby looked to Jack. The both of them letting their bodies take over as they embraced each other in relief. "No" both of them looked as Elizabeth panicked. Each of them watched helplessly as the last breath of air escaped Wills body. "No, no. No!" Rebecca couldn't imagine herself in that position. It hurt her to even think of it.
The brunette felt Jacks arms tighten around her. Then there was this chanting that caught her ears. "Part of the crew. Part of the ship, part of the crew. Part of the ship"
Rebby looked around to see Jones' former crew gathering around them. One of the crew members picked up the empty chest while Bootstrap held tightly onto a small dagger. Instantly Jack moved and grabbed a pistol lying on the floor before tying some of the rope from the sails around the edge of the ship.
She didn't know what he was doing but knew that they needed to leave. "Don't leave me" Rebby stood as Elizabeth began to mourn. She put her arms around Elizabeth and began to pull her away. She was quickly met with some retaliation, the younger woman wanting to remain by Wills side. Jack soon helped as he told them to stand at the side of the ship.
He held tightly onto the rope with one hand while in the other he held the pistol. Jack placed himself between both of the women "hold on!" he shouted at he aimed the pistol at the wood where the rope was tied to.
Rebby quickly placed her arms around his neck while Elizabeth hugged Jacks torso. Firing the pistol; the rope was released and a small part of the sail attached to the rope quickly caught the strong winds. All three of their bodies being lifted into the air.
They all looked down to see the Flying Dutchman falling into the Maelstrom much like Davy Jones did. Rebecca noticed Jack the monkey hanging onto the rope beneath them and encouraged him to climb up. The small primate easily moving up to then settle on Rebbys shoulder. Jack clung to her arm for extra support as they were all flying into the air. A small moment passed as the Flying Dutchman disappeared as it was swallowed up by the sea.
Elizabeth was still just as distraught. Tears flowing down her face as the wind began to lessen and allow them to be softly lowered down. The maelstrom now non-existent and the storm clouds being pushed away. The rain had finally stopped and the whole day brightening a little.
Once the wind had lessened considerably the three of them dropped into the ocean. "Hold on" Rebby kept her voice soft as she allowed Jack the monkey to stay above the water on her head. They're arms and legs acted quickly as they began to swim towards the Black Pearl as it came closer to them. Once they reached their ship the friendly crew aboard offered their hands in helping them up onto the deck. There was less of the crew from the immense battle that had taken place but still a decent amount that it still felt a little overcrowded.
Silence lingered until all three of them were safely aboard and Gibbs was the first to address Jack. Rebby moved over to Barbossa and allowed Jack the monkey to jump onto his shoulder. She gave the older pirate a small smile seeing him well after what had just happened. He had kept to her orders and managed to command the Black Pearl perfectly in her absence. "Thank goodness, Jack" she looked to where Jack was now eyeing the East India Trading Company and the long line of ships. "The armada's still out there. The Endeavour's coming up hard to starboard, and I think it's time we embrace that oldest and noblest of pirate traditions"
Rebecca couldn't actually believe that they had just faced and defeated the Flying Dutchman and the crew still feared the Trading Company. She moved swiftly to stand by Gibbs as Jack moved to the side to get a better view "Jacks never been one for tradition" she laughed slightly seeing their disappointment. "We have to finish this" she was sure that no one was more determined to end the company more than her.
"Close haul her. Luff the sails and lay her in irons" Jack then shouted out orders but Barbossa was quick to step in.
"Belay that, or we'll be a sitting duck"
Rebecca didn't want to be part of this argument this time. As much as she wanted the company dead she knew that the Endeavour was a well-armed ship. The Pearl would be over powered quite quickly if they didn't think of something fast. "Belay that 'belay that" it would appear that Jacks orders still stand.
Rebby moved to Elizabeth's side. She rubbed the woman's arms comfortingly "I'm sorry" Elizabeth's voice was practically broken now. The brunette didn't need to ask for what she was apologising for. Elizabeth now knew how she felt losing Jack.
"I'm sorry too" she felt like she owed an apology as well and gave it before returning to Jacks side.
Gibbs went to question his captain's orders but Jacks constantly interrupted him "belay. Stow. Shut it"
The young pirate then took her hand and led her up to the helm of the ship. There was no room for argument now; they were going to fight Beckett and Mayfair.