Jack dived off the ship about 45 feet off shore. He swam faster than ever
before in his life. . . and ran the last few feet. He stumbled onto shore
and ran some more on the cooled sand. He had to find Angel, he had to fix
it. Not even when he stood, about to be hung, was he so anxious.
Angel had gotten up a few minutes ago and Adam went to sleep. Now all she could do was watch the moon. Jack never landed until morning anyway. Or so she thought.
She changed her mind, remembering that you should never try to predict Captain Jack Sparrow. But that change was triggered by hearing her name screamed through the clear night air.
Angel spun around, her dark braids flying. Jack was stumbling up behind her, running as fast as he could on land.
"Angel!"
"Jack?" Her voice came out confused and maybe hurt, not how she meant it at all.
"Angel! I'm. . . so. . ." He stopped by her, panting, "Sorry. It was. . . biggest. . . mistake of. . . my life! Please, If anything, forgive me! I LOVE YOU!"
"Jack? Oh, Jack!" She ran into his arms, where she finally felt safe again. Jack let his fingers get tangled in her braids and beads and kissed her face a million times, then looked her in the eyes and kissed her some more. The couple fell over in their haste and laughed and layed in the wet sand, looking at the stars.
Adam, hearing the commotion, came out with his sword in hand and a glare on his face. Down by the water he saw the silver bits of Angel's hair flash in the bright moonlight. He ran down only to see Jack Sparrow in the arms of Angel.
It was the last straw for Adam. He couldn't stand seeing Angel like this, grasping on to a pirate who didn't deserve her. His face burned and his mind turned and everything around him became a blur.until a gunshot blew him back into reality.
Angel's scream pierced the night. Jack gasped for air, and Angel held him tight. "You. . . you SHOT him!" Her voice went weak, like the passion had dripped out of her completely. "Jack. . . no. . . Jack, don't leave me again!"
His brown eyes looked at her with the last bit of shine they had. "Angel. . . no. Eve. Eve Spade, I love you."
And that night, a lover died in a pirate-girl's arms. A friendship snapped. An unsure English captain shot himself. And the girl, surrounded by death, layed herself on her lover's arms, took her pistol, and aimed for her heart. But before she let the trigger unleash her death, she quietly sang;
"If I could change the world. . .
I would be the sunlight in your universe. . .
You would think my love was really something good. . .
Baby, if I could,
I'd change the world. . ."
And as the moon shone high above, Isabella Angel Sparrow, also Eve Spade, stared at it with sea green eyes and grabbed Captain Jack Sparrow's hand, a shot rang out, a short gasp. . . then silence.
And there was no sound in the air for a long while, and to this day, the moon and stars remember the last sigh of the Pirate Girl with the sea green eyes.
Angel had gotten up a few minutes ago and Adam went to sleep. Now all she could do was watch the moon. Jack never landed until morning anyway. Or so she thought.
She changed her mind, remembering that you should never try to predict Captain Jack Sparrow. But that change was triggered by hearing her name screamed through the clear night air.
Angel spun around, her dark braids flying. Jack was stumbling up behind her, running as fast as he could on land.
"Angel!"
"Jack?" Her voice came out confused and maybe hurt, not how she meant it at all.
"Angel! I'm. . . so. . ." He stopped by her, panting, "Sorry. It was. . . biggest. . . mistake of. . . my life! Please, If anything, forgive me! I LOVE YOU!"
"Jack? Oh, Jack!" She ran into his arms, where she finally felt safe again. Jack let his fingers get tangled in her braids and beads and kissed her face a million times, then looked her in the eyes and kissed her some more. The couple fell over in their haste and laughed and layed in the wet sand, looking at the stars.
Adam, hearing the commotion, came out with his sword in hand and a glare on his face. Down by the water he saw the silver bits of Angel's hair flash in the bright moonlight. He ran down only to see Jack Sparrow in the arms of Angel.
It was the last straw for Adam. He couldn't stand seeing Angel like this, grasping on to a pirate who didn't deserve her. His face burned and his mind turned and everything around him became a blur.until a gunshot blew him back into reality.
Angel's scream pierced the night. Jack gasped for air, and Angel held him tight. "You. . . you SHOT him!" Her voice went weak, like the passion had dripped out of her completely. "Jack. . . no. . . Jack, don't leave me again!"
His brown eyes looked at her with the last bit of shine they had. "Angel. . . no. Eve. Eve Spade, I love you."
And that night, a lover died in a pirate-girl's arms. A friendship snapped. An unsure English captain shot himself. And the girl, surrounded by death, layed herself on her lover's arms, took her pistol, and aimed for her heart. But before she let the trigger unleash her death, she quietly sang;
"If I could change the world. . .
I would be the sunlight in your universe. . .
You would think my love was really something good. . .
Baby, if I could,
I'd change the world. . ."
And as the moon shone high above, Isabella Angel Sparrow, also Eve Spade, stared at it with sea green eyes and grabbed Captain Jack Sparrow's hand, a shot rang out, a short gasp. . . then silence.
And there was no sound in the air for a long while, and to this day, the moon and stars remember the last sigh of the Pirate Girl with the sea green eyes.