Chapter Three:
(A.N. I don't know why chapter two took so long to upload. Oh well.)
**After the Banquet, Governor's Mansion**
Elizabeth quickly slipped into her bedroom, it was gratefully cool and quiet. After hours of endless chatter and the heat of many candles she was exhausted.
Closing the door, she walked into her room and began to slip out of her heavy evening dress. Absently, she left it in a crumpled mess. Elizabeth sighed, taking off her shoes and undoing her hair.
She sat in front of her mirror, and started to laugh at herself. Then she began to laugh at herself for laughing at herself. It was quiet a silly moment. Then she blew out the candle and crawled into bed. Even YOU must know just who she was thinking about.
***On the Deck of the Black Pearl***
The night was pitch-black. There was no moon, and the Pearl glided through the water like some ghostly ship from the past.
Will was at the helm. Both Brian and Jack were in Port Royal, and Port Royal was their destination. After hiding at the farthest spot of the island, the Pearl was coming in the dead of night. Will stood there, the image of a pirate, his hair pulled back, and steady on the deck.
They rounded the corner, and instantly saw the lights of Port Royal. "Ya ready lads?"
"Ready." A pirate answered.
"Powder the cannons." Will ordered. While Jack was away, he was the temporary captain. The crew was obedient.
"The signal?" A pirate asked.
Will paused, watching as the came closer. Soon they'd be spotted and the element of surprise would be lost.
"Sir?"
"Wait!" Will whispered harshly. Then, a tingle crept up his spine. "FIRE!"
Cannon fire made the night light up and the booms rang through the air. The deck shook, and Will Turner, pirate, one of the most feared of the Caribbean, watched as the port received some air-holes. He smiled. "Steady on the targets men, we have our own down there!" He nodded, thinking to himself. "Ah yes." He murmured, thinking of who else he didn't want hit by the Pearl's cannons. "One day my lass, with this treasure I'll return. Without a price on my head."
*** Elizabeth's Bedroom***
Something so loud made Elizabeth's bedroom shake. She sat up, her heart beating a million a minute. Suddenly, a maid burst through the bedroom door.
"Malady!" She said breathlessly. "We're being fired upon!"
"By who?" Elizabeth asked, getting out of bed and slipping on a robe.
The maid's eyes widened further in her pudgy face. "Pirates!"
Elizabeth's lips became thin and drawn. She tied the robe's waist-band around her, and bent down next to her bed. From underneath she pulled a long box, and opening it she pulled out a saber. She looked up at the shaking maid. "Your wages aren't worth your life. Thank you for warning me. But this isn't a safe place. Leave immediately!"
The maid didn't need to be told twice. However, still she hesitated. "But what are you going to do?"
Elizabeth got to her feet, hefting the saber. The house suddenly shook from the impact of a cannon-ball and she nearly fell to her knees, but kept her balance. "Find my father."
***Entrance to the Governor's Mansion***
Jack (Excuse me) Captain Jack Sparrow, plowed through the half-dozen English soldiers without so much as blinking. Brian was right behind him.
"So what do you think?" Jack asked. "Shall we knock?"
Brian paused, a strange look crossing his face.
Jack rolled his eyes. "No!" With that, he took a muskat from a crumbling soldier and aimed it at the lock of the two lodge doors and fired. With a well placed kick, the pirates were in the foyer of the govoner's mansion. "Come on mates!" Jack yelled. "Find the lass, and take her to the Pearl." Suddenly, Jack found himself looking down the barrel of a muskat.
"Over my dead body." A haughty voice answered.
Jack looked up. "Well, if it isn't the commodore. Care to join us?" "I'd sooner die than join a pirate's pack." Norrington replied. "Pirates are villainous, vulgare, and-" He paused, wrinkling up his powdered nose. "Foul-smelling."
Jack motioned for Brian to keep moving, and the younger man obeyed the orders, leading the others away.
"Foul smelling?" Jack asked, straightening. "I hope you know mate, that you have just insulted me."
"It wont be the last time." Norrington said, putting away his pistol, and drawing his sword.
"Perhaps someone else will make the same mistake." Jack smiled, shrugging. "But not you. I only let my friends insult me."
"Soon your friends will be in the same place you will." Norrington replied.
Jack lifted an eyebrow. "And where would that be matie?"
Norrington slashed. "A hangman's noose."
Jack met the attack with a balance well hidden in his natural swagger. Grunting he leaned in close. "I don't think so mate."
***Aboard the Black Pearl***
Will glanced off to starboard where a great splash of water erupted from one of the cannon balls fired by the port's English base.
"They're firing on us!" Gibbs shouted.
"I can bloody-well see that!" Will answered. "Gibbs, hard to port."
'Eye sir!"
Will watched as they evaded yet another near miss. Where in hades was Jack?!
"Sir, should we let off more men in long-boats?" Another pirate asked.
"No." Will answered. "They'd only be shot once they got to shore. Keep firing the cannons."
***In the corridors of the Mansion***
Elizabeth ran. She could hear them behind her, their boots thudding against the hard wood floors.
"We're coming for you!" A gruff voice shouted. "We're going to get you bobbet."
She turned and began to run up the stairs and into the library, but she tripped on her nightgown. Looking back she saw a dozen pirates run up to the stairs, and she crawled away as they grasped at her bare feet. Elizabeth's breath caught in her throat as she stifled a scream as she scrambled away and inches out of the pirate's grasp.
Elizabeth ran up and into the library, through the shine of rising moon coming through the windows, and dodging in between countless bookcases. She brushed up against a small cart full of old classics and they fell to the floor behind her. The pirates, jumped over them, but it only took one to fall to bring them all down in a tumbling mass of limbs.
She didn't look back, and kept running until she reached the other side of the library and study. Elizabeth ran up to the large doors, and tried to open them. However, they were locked. Elizabeth didn't hesitate, and beat her fists against them. Until, she heard the pirates right behind her stop, panting and knowing that they had her.
Elizabeth turned around slowly, looking at the drooling excuses for human beings. She raised her sword, and all she got was a loud reaction of snorting and laughter. However, as she took a fighting stance it clearly showed that she had been instructed in the art of sword-fighting from a young age.
Brian Forsane was the one to step out of the crowed. "You're coming with us."
Elizabeth gasped, instantly recognizing him. "Never." She said, glaring and waving the tip of the saber at his face.
Brian looked at the blade, and smirked. Taking a pistol from his belt he took aim at her chest. "I could kill you now. There is little difference whether we take you to our ship dead or alive."
Elizabeth paused.
"Drop the sword." Brian ordered, his tone rough.
Elizabeth blinked, and then found there to be no other choice. Sighing, she dropped the sword to the floor and it landed with a clang. Instantly the pirates bound her hands and they were once again running, this time toward the front door.
***IN The Foyer***
Jack ducked a hard swing at his head, and then dodged a slice at his back. Laughing, he hit the Commodore in the rear.
Norrington yelped, and swung at Jack again, but Jack was even quicker to evade.
"Tisk tisk." Jack said, cocking his head to the side. "Temper, temper."
Norrington, who by now was not in a good mood and not showing his best fencing moves, growled.
Suddenly, the pirates came back, and this time they had Elizabeth in their clutches. Jack motioned for them to exit, and they did. However, Brian was the one to stay.
Jack smiled. Perhaps the lad was of some use after all. Together, they advanced on the Commodore, driving him back until he was up against the fireplace. Unfortunately, for Norrington, there was a roaring fire in the fireplace.
The commodore got close enough to fringe his wig, and then it was unbearable. Shouting in pain he jumped away, beating at his singed rear and hopping to put out the fire that had taken to his bum.
Jack laughed, coming behind Norrington, who was still dancing about. Jack hit the unfortunate Commodore with the hilt of his cutlass, instantly rendering Norrington unconscious on the floor. Jack stood over the downed officer. "That's for calling me foul-smelling." He chuckled, beginning to turn around when-
BOING!
***Aboard the Black Pearl***
They had come about and were no-longer putting cannonball holes in Port Royal. In the shadows of another side of the island, they let on the rest of the crew. Soon the British fighting ships would be in the wake, so there was little time.
Hurrying about, the crew of the Pearl dragged Elizabeth aboard. She fought and kicked and bit more like a shanghaied sailor than the daughter of a governor. The pirates brought her to the main deck and then to the helm where Will stood.
Gibbs reached over, and pulled the bag off of Elizabeth's head. As soon as her eyes focused she stared at the man standing across from her in the moonlight. He held a cutlass in hand, and his feet were planted firmly on the deck. There was no mistaking that he- in all his glory- was a pirate.
Will met her eyes, and his mouth dropped open slightly. "Curse of the titans."
TO BE CONTINUED!
(Reviews make me write..don't forget dat mates!)
(A.N. I don't know why chapter two took so long to upload. Oh well.)
**After the Banquet, Governor's Mansion**
Elizabeth quickly slipped into her bedroom, it was gratefully cool and quiet. After hours of endless chatter and the heat of many candles she was exhausted.
Closing the door, she walked into her room and began to slip out of her heavy evening dress. Absently, she left it in a crumpled mess. Elizabeth sighed, taking off her shoes and undoing her hair.
She sat in front of her mirror, and started to laugh at herself. Then she began to laugh at herself for laughing at herself. It was quiet a silly moment. Then she blew out the candle and crawled into bed. Even YOU must know just who she was thinking about.
***On the Deck of the Black Pearl***
The night was pitch-black. There was no moon, and the Pearl glided through the water like some ghostly ship from the past.
Will was at the helm. Both Brian and Jack were in Port Royal, and Port Royal was their destination. After hiding at the farthest spot of the island, the Pearl was coming in the dead of night. Will stood there, the image of a pirate, his hair pulled back, and steady on the deck.
They rounded the corner, and instantly saw the lights of Port Royal. "Ya ready lads?"
"Ready." A pirate answered.
"Powder the cannons." Will ordered. While Jack was away, he was the temporary captain. The crew was obedient.
"The signal?" A pirate asked.
Will paused, watching as the came closer. Soon they'd be spotted and the element of surprise would be lost.
"Sir?"
"Wait!" Will whispered harshly. Then, a tingle crept up his spine. "FIRE!"
Cannon fire made the night light up and the booms rang through the air. The deck shook, and Will Turner, pirate, one of the most feared of the Caribbean, watched as the port received some air-holes. He smiled. "Steady on the targets men, we have our own down there!" He nodded, thinking to himself. "Ah yes." He murmured, thinking of who else he didn't want hit by the Pearl's cannons. "One day my lass, with this treasure I'll return. Without a price on my head."
*** Elizabeth's Bedroom***
Something so loud made Elizabeth's bedroom shake. She sat up, her heart beating a million a minute. Suddenly, a maid burst through the bedroom door.
"Malady!" She said breathlessly. "We're being fired upon!"
"By who?" Elizabeth asked, getting out of bed and slipping on a robe.
The maid's eyes widened further in her pudgy face. "Pirates!"
Elizabeth's lips became thin and drawn. She tied the robe's waist-band around her, and bent down next to her bed. From underneath she pulled a long box, and opening it she pulled out a saber. She looked up at the shaking maid. "Your wages aren't worth your life. Thank you for warning me. But this isn't a safe place. Leave immediately!"
The maid didn't need to be told twice. However, still she hesitated. "But what are you going to do?"
Elizabeth got to her feet, hefting the saber. The house suddenly shook from the impact of a cannon-ball and she nearly fell to her knees, but kept her balance. "Find my father."
***Entrance to the Governor's Mansion***
Jack (Excuse me) Captain Jack Sparrow, plowed through the half-dozen English soldiers without so much as blinking. Brian was right behind him.
"So what do you think?" Jack asked. "Shall we knock?"
Brian paused, a strange look crossing his face.
Jack rolled his eyes. "No!" With that, he took a muskat from a crumbling soldier and aimed it at the lock of the two lodge doors and fired. With a well placed kick, the pirates were in the foyer of the govoner's mansion. "Come on mates!" Jack yelled. "Find the lass, and take her to the Pearl." Suddenly, Jack found himself looking down the barrel of a muskat.
"Over my dead body." A haughty voice answered.
Jack looked up. "Well, if it isn't the commodore. Care to join us?" "I'd sooner die than join a pirate's pack." Norrington replied. "Pirates are villainous, vulgare, and-" He paused, wrinkling up his powdered nose. "Foul-smelling."
Jack motioned for Brian to keep moving, and the younger man obeyed the orders, leading the others away.
"Foul smelling?" Jack asked, straightening. "I hope you know mate, that you have just insulted me."
"It wont be the last time." Norrington said, putting away his pistol, and drawing his sword.
"Perhaps someone else will make the same mistake." Jack smiled, shrugging. "But not you. I only let my friends insult me."
"Soon your friends will be in the same place you will." Norrington replied.
Jack lifted an eyebrow. "And where would that be matie?"
Norrington slashed. "A hangman's noose."
Jack met the attack with a balance well hidden in his natural swagger. Grunting he leaned in close. "I don't think so mate."
***Aboard the Black Pearl***
Will glanced off to starboard where a great splash of water erupted from one of the cannon balls fired by the port's English base.
"They're firing on us!" Gibbs shouted.
"I can bloody-well see that!" Will answered. "Gibbs, hard to port."
'Eye sir!"
Will watched as they evaded yet another near miss. Where in hades was Jack?!
"Sir, should we let off more men in long-boats?" Another pirate asked.
"No." Will answered. "They'd only be shot once they got to shore. Keep firing the cannons."
***In the corridors of the Mansion***
Elizabeth ran. She could hear them behind her, their boots thudding against the hard wood floors.
"We're coming for you!" A gruff voice shouted. "We're going to get you bobbet."
She turned and began to run up the stairs and into the library, but she tripped on her nightgown. Looking back she saw a dozen pirates run up to the stairs, and she crawled away as they grasped at her bare feet. Elizabeth's breath caught in her throat as she stifled a scream as she scrambled away and inches out of the pirate's grasp.
Elizabeth ran up and into the library, through the shine of rising moon coming through the windows, and dodging in between countless bookcases. She brushed up against a small cart full of old classics and they fell to the floor behind her. The pirates, jumped over them, but it only took one to fall to bring them all down in a tumbling mass of limbs.
She didn't look back, and kept running until she reached the other side of the library and study. Elizabeth ran up to the large doors, and tried to open them. However, they were locked. Elizabeth didn't hesitate, and beat her fists against them. Until, she heard the pirates right behind her stop, panting and knowing that they had her.
Elizabeth turned around slowly, looking at the drooling excuses for human beings. She raised her sword, and all she got was a loud reaction of snorting and laughter. However, as she took a fighting stance it clearly showed that she had been instructed in the art of sword-fighting from a young age.
Brian Forsane was the one to step out of the crowed. "You're coming with us."
Elizabeth gasped, instantly recognizing him. "Never." She said, glaring and waving the tip of the saber at his face.
Brian looked at the blade, and smirked. Taking a pistol from his belt he took aim at her chest. "I could kill you now. There is little difference whether we take you to our ship dead or alive."
Elizabeth paused.
"Drop the sword." Brian ordered, his tone rough.
Elizabeth blinked, and then found there to be no other choice. Sighing, she dropped the sword to the floor and it landed with a clang. Instantly the pirates bound her hands and they were once again running, this time toward the front door.
***IN The Foyer***
Jack ducked a hard swing at his head, and then dodged a slice at his back. Laughing, he hit the Commodore in the rear.
Norrington yelped, and swung at Jack again, but Jack was even quicker to evade.
"Tisk tisk." Jack said, cocking his head to the side. "Temper, temper."
Norrington, who by now was not in a good mood and not showing his best fencing moves, growled.
Suddenly, the pirates came back, and this time they had Elizabeth in their clutches. Jack motioned for them to exit, and they did. However, Brian was the one to stay.
Jack smiled. Perhaps the lad was of some use after all. Together, they advanced on the Commodore, driving him back until he was up against the fireplace. Unfortunately, for Norrington, there was a roaring fire in the fireplace.
The commodore got close enough to fringe his wig, and then it was unbearable. Shouting in pain he jumped away, beating at his singed rear and hopping to put out the fire that had taken to his bum.
Jack laughed, coming behind Norrington, who was still dancing about. Jack hit the unfortunate Commodore with the hilt of his cutlass, instantly rendering Norrington unconscious on the floor. Jack stood over the downed officer. "That's for calling me foul-smelling." He chuckled, beginning to turn around when-
BOING!
***Aboard the Black Pearl***
They had come about and were no-longer putting cannonball holes in Port Royal. In the shadows of another side of the island, they let on the rest of the crew. Soon the British fighting ships would be in the wake, so there was little time.
Hurrying about, the crew of the Pearl dragged Elizabeth aboard. She fought and kicked and bit more like a shanghaied sailor than the daughter of a governor. The pirates brought her to the main deck and then to the helm where Will stood.
Gibbs reached over, and pulled the bag off of Elizabeth's head. As soon as her eyes focused she stared at the man standing across from her in the moonlight. He held a cutlass in hand, and his feet were planted firmly on the deck. There was no mistaking that he- in all his glory- was a pirate.
Will met her eyes, and his mouth dropped open slightly. "Curse of the titans."
TO BE CONTINUED!
(Reviews make me write..don't forget dat mates!)