Chapter 51: Meanwhile...
"Sail, sail faster!" PoeticPoetry2 demanded, pointing forwards. The crew of the Pearl generally grunted in reply, pulling on ropes, adjusting the sails, and generally sailing the ship in whatever direction PoeticPoetry2 ordered them in. She had taken up the position of captain... it was an odd thing; one minute they had two, the next, they were gone!
"Please turn left," The SatNav said suavely.
"Look, the Whiteness!" PoeticPoetry2 was angry, but also apprehensive... gate crashing someone else's fiction was really against etiquette... in fact, it was called hacking for an author to go into another author's story! But she had to do it. As the front of the Black Pearl hit the Whiteness, there was a lifting sensation; and immediately, everything around them vanished.
"Where're we goin' to?" Asked a bedraggled crewmember, "I mean... where's xXoCeaNRoMaNCeLoVeXx?" It was rather hard to pronounce that word, what with all of the ups and downs and the x's at the end. Kkksssohshanroomanckelaohvahekksss...
"They're silent x's, actually," PoeticPoetry2, herby known as PP2, said, rolling her eyes as the ship bobbed through the white all around them, "Well, SatNav?"
"Keep heading in a west-easterly direction," The SatNav said.
"But..." Marty began.
"Do it!" PP2 snapped. A few crewmembers shrugged, and opened up a compass. The needle was spinning, around and around and around... at the same speed, continuously. They had no idea which way to go, so just made it up as they went along.
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"What?! But... but..." Clara looked down into the gutter. There was Beckett's small tracking disc, abandoned on the wet cobbles. How had he found out?! Damn, he was smarter then she thought! (Cough...) But that just made him all the more appealing to a demented Beckett fangirl like Clara. She nodded to herself. She'd have to hunt him down then.
Did you think I'd forgotten all about Beckett? No, of course not. He had a plan intent on his mind, but he decided he'd keep out of the Suethor fight, simply because he had no desire to aid Jack, or any companion or Jack. He pulled a flintlock pistol out of the lining of his jacket, smirking.
Jack would pay.
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"To teh 2 swans in!" Abby cried, from her position at the helm of the HMS Sparrabeth I. "I've just received news of a major canon breakout! The Mary Sues need backup! Also... Jack and Liz are there!" There was a ragged cheer.
"Let's go, then!" Daisy cried out.
"And this time, no letting them go!" Jenny said with a nod. She had a new pair of sunglasses on, though she was still mourning the loss of her other, massive, shocking pink Paris Hilton style ones to Beckett. Which, by the way, he was still wearing. Hmm, makes his paragraph seem a bit less threatening, huh?
They were turning the ship for Tortuga, when suddenly, there was a cry from the crows nest. A Sparrabether that was out of breath tumbled down the riggings, breathing heavily, and looking around at them all.
"The Great Ship Willabeth has been spotted!" She panted. There were groans and hisses from the gathered Sparrabethers. They all turned towards their new captain, Abby, who thought for a minute, and then smirked.
"Ready the cannons!" She shouted, "We'll blast their vessel out of the water! And then head to Tortuga!"
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"There are the Sparrabethers, captain!" Jade, a Willabether, spun around to face Anne, the captain of the Great Ship Willabeth. "We have to stop them getting to Tortuga and ruining the True Canon Love once and for all! But how?"
"I don't know – we've tried reasoning with them, but they just wont listen," Anne sighed.
"C-captain! They're coming closer! Do you think they want contact?" Another Willabether called Dina turned to the other two. The Great Ship Willabeth was an impressive sight; a huge old-fashioned vessels with velvety red sails, painted the same deep red, with swirls of white and pink dancing over the planks. It was lavishly decorated, with not a single thing left without the dark red theme they had going. Red for love.
"Okay, start sending this message by flag!" Captain Anne nodded at last, "Start: do they come in pe-" Before she could continue, the entire ship suddenly began rocking, sending the three girls sprawling across the navigation room. They all leapt to their feet, and the door slammed open – Joshua, a male Willabether, came hurrying in.
"They fired on us, captain!" He called out, "They're coming closer! Their cannons do not look friendly... and they have a bunch of JackxElizabeth Pairings in tow! What're we going to do?"
"Looks like we have no choice..." Captain Anne turned to face them all, grimly. "Prepare the ship for battle. We're going in."
"Yes, captain!" They all chorused.
NB: Haha, fifty chapters, jeez... don't worry, this story does have an ending planned! The plot was all planned out. I just never realized that it would take so long... heheh. Well, this is a little break from the utter madness of the cellar. Hope you enjoyed... now the story's gone two-pronged again... yay!
Tune in next time for... Chapter 52 - Canon-ness
