Chapter Four!
***On the main deck of the Black Pearl***
Elizabeth took only a brief moment to recognize him. And with that recognition, she was furious. "YOU!"
Will took a few steps back as Elizabeth launched herself at him, barely keeping his face out of the reach of her nails. "Curses. You sail the sea but can't keep one girl under control!" Will turned and walked to the other side of the ship.
Elizabeth kicked and screamed, landing hard stomp on a man's foot.
The pirate released her, hopping up and down on one leg. With this spectacle, the other pirate who had her laughed, but was cut short when she kicked him in the groin. The expletives that one pirate emitted are not allowed in a G or a PG-13 rated fan fiction. So I wont put them in. But you get the idea.
Suddenly, Elizabeth was free. With a piercing war-cry, she charged Will, her bare-feet carrying her quickly over the main deck. She caught him right in the back.
The two of them went down in a mass of arms and legs. At first she was had him by surprise, but that surprise didn't last a heart-beat. Quickly, Will grabbed both of her wrists, holding them painfully tight.
"Be still." He hissed in her ear. The other pirates hadn't caught up to her yet, and were clambering forward.
Elizabeth looked up at him through her mess of hair, and through rasps of breath whispered, "You tricked me."
"I swear I didn't know you're name or identity." Will replied in a harsh whisper. "For that I'm truly sorry. I'll keep you safe at all possible." Their faces were less then inches apart, and she glared up at him with the fierceness of a hurricane. Will glanced over at the other pirates, who were almost upon them. "Do as I say and I'll see no harm will come to you. You have my word."
"The word of a pirate?" Elizabeth snarled. "Now I've indeed heard everything."
Will frowned, and pushed her away, and back into the hands of his crew- mates. "See that she doesn't escape this time." He ordered.
"Eye sir." A pirate said, reaching over and stroking Elizabeth's long hair.
Will saw it. Immediately, he had his cutlas out and pressed against the pirate's neck. "The first nave to touch her will be dead within the same hour." He pressed the blade against the pirate's neck until it drew a small stream of blood. "Understood?"
The pirate withdrew his hand, and nodded, his eyes wide. "Understood sir." He said, with only the faintest bit of a quiver in his voice.
Will put down the blade and looked over the men. "Understood?"
"Yes sir." The pirates answered.
Will nodded. "Take her to the brig." The men did as they were told, and this time Will noticed that Elizabeth didn't fight as much. But still she did put up some resistance. As soon as she was safely out of site, Will glanced around, and found Brian. "Where's the Captain?"
***Governor's Mansion***
Jack groaned, rolling over, and opening his eyes. "Mph- where's me rum?!" It took a moment for his eyes to adjust, but just as soon as they had he wished that somehow he was still dreaming. Above him, was the powdered face of Commodore Norrington, with his wig slightly singed, and his face the color of charcoal. "Ak." Jack murmured, feeling a harsh pain behind his eyes. "Let me get off to sleep, someone hit me head."
"Your head should be the least of your worries." Norrington said. "Considering that your neck is going to be stretched very soon."
***ONE DAY LATER***
"We shouldn't have left him."
Will looked around. "What do you think we should have done? Two fully armed British ships were on us. The odds were crazy." He glanced out over the deck, where all of the Pearl's crew stood. This type of confrontation of a Captain and a crew was not unheard of. In fact, he had watched it happen many times, but he had never been the one trying to keep control of the crew. That had always been Jack's job.
"I still say something smells rotten." Another unseen pirate grumbled.
"There isn't any 'rotton' about it." Will answered harshly. The bright morning was crisp and clear, with only a slight breeze over the Caribbean. It was a beautiful day, but the glares he was getting from his crew-mates weren't as beautiful. "We will return to Port Royal and free Jack as soon as possible."
"Just as soon as they hang him!" Another pirate yelled.
Elizabeth watched from the grating that served as a ceiling to the brig. She was still in her nightgown, and she stood there in the dirty muck of the ship's prison. Hungry, tired, and dirty she watched the proceedings. The way things were going it looked as if the crew were getting ready to mutiny, and that was definitely NOT something she wanted to happen. The pirates had already tried to slap her around earlier, and Will had taught just what that would get them. But without Will in command, she had no idea what would happen.
Will stood there, looking out over the crowd. Brian stood next to him. "If anyone wants to challenge my temporary command, let them come and face me. And we'll just who will command this ship, and who is dead."
There was a silence so complete aboard the ship that you could hear a pin drop.
Will suddenly noticed, that Brian had left his side. Slowly, his best friend walked to the front of him.
"I challenge you." Brian replied, that evil smile tugging at his lips.
A gasp went through the crew of the Black Pearl.
Will looked out at his best friend. He was being betrayed.
TO BE CONTINUED! (Ah! Sorry it took so long, school is a pain!)
***On the main deck of the Black Pearl***
Elizabeth took only a brief moment to recognize him. And with that recognition, she was furious. "YOU!"
Will took a few steps back as Elizabeth launched herself at him, barely keeping his face out of the reach of her nails. "Curses. You sail the sea but can't keep one girl under control!" Will turned and walked to the other side of the ship.
Elizabeth kicked and screamed, landing hard stomp on a man's foot.
The pirate released her, hopping up and down on one leg. With this spectacle, the other pirate who had her laughed, but was cut short when she kicked him in the groin. The expletives that one pirate emitted are not allowed in a G or a PG-13 rated fan fiction. So I wont put them in. But you get the idea.
Suddenly, Elizabeth was free. With a piercing war-cry, she charged Will, her bare-feet carrying her quickly over the main deck. She caught him right in the back.
The two of them went down in a mass of arms and legs. At first she was had him by surprise, but that surprise didn't last a heart-beat. Quickly, Will grabbed both of her wrists, holding them painfully tight.
"Be still." He hissed in her ear. The other pirates hadn't caught up to her yet, and were clambering forward.
Elizabeth looked up at him through her mess of hair, and through rasps of breath whispered, "You tricked me."
"I swear I didn't know you're name or identity." Will replied in a harsh whisper. "For that I'm truly sorry. I'll keep you safe at all possible." Their faces were less then inches apart, and she glared up at him with the fierceness of a hurricane. Will glanced over at the other pirates, who were almost upon them. "Do as I say and I'll see no harm will come to you. You have my word."
"The word of a pirate?" Elizabeth snarled. "Now I've indeed heard everything."
Will frowned, and pushed her away, and back into the hands of his crew- mates. "See that she doesn't escape this time." He ordered.
"Eye sir." A pirate said, reaching over and stroking Elizabeth's long hair.
Will saw it. Immediately, he had his cutlas out and pressed against the pirate's neck. "The first nave to touch her will be dead within the same hour." He pressed the blade against the pirate's neck until it drew a small stream of blood. "Understood?"
The pirate withdrew his hand, and nodded, his eyes wide. "Understood sir." He said, with only the faintest bit of a quiver in his voice.
Will put down the blade and looked over the men. "Understood?"
"Yes sir." The pirates answered.
Will nodded. "Take her to the brig." The men did as they were told, and this time Will noticed that Elizabeth didn't fight as much. But still she did put up some resistance. As soon as she was safely out of site, Will glanced around, and found Brian. "Where's the Captain?"
***Governor's Mansion***
Jack groaned, rolling over, and opening his eyes. "Mph- where's me rum?!" It took a moment for his eyes to adjust, but just as soon as they had he wished that somehow he was still dreaming. Above him, was the powdered face of Commodore Norrington, with his wig slightly singed, and his face the color of charcoal. "Ak." Jack murmured, feeling a harsh pain behind his eyes. "Let me get off to sleep, someone hit me head."
"Your head should be the least of your worries." Norrington said. "Considering that your neck is going to be stretched very soon."
***ONE DAY LATER***
"We shouldn't have left him."
Will looked around. "What do you think we should have done? Two fully armed British ships were on us. The odds were crazy." He glanced out over the deck, where all of the Pearl's crew stood. This type of confrontation of a Captain and a crew was not unheard of. In fact, he had watched it happen many times, but he had never been the one trying to keep control of the crew. That had always been Jack's job.
"I still say something smells rotten." Another unseen pirate grumbled.
"There isn't any 'rotton' about it." Will answered harshly. The bright morning was crisp and clear, with only a slight breeze over the Caribbean. It was a beautiful day, but the glares he was getting from his crew-mates weren't as beautiful. "We will return to Port Royal and free Jack as soon as possible."
"Just as soon as they hang him!" Another pirate yelled.
Elizabeth watched from the grating that served as a ceiling to the brig. She was still in her nightgown, and she stood there in the dirty muck of the ship's prison. Hungry, tired, and dirty she watched the proceedings. The way things were going it looked as if the crew were getting ready to mutiny, and that was definitely NOT something she wanted to happen. The pirates had already tried to slap her around earlier, and Will had taught just what that would get them. But without Will in command, she had no idea what would happen.
Will stood there, looking out over the crowd. Brian stood next to him. "If anyone wants to challenge my temporary command, let them come and face me. And we'll just who will command this ship, and who is dead."
There was a silence so complete aboard the ship that you could hear a pin drop.
Will suddenly noticed, that Brian had left his side. Slowly, his best friend walked to the front of him.
"I challenge you." Brian replied, that evil smile tugging at his lips.
A gasp went through the crew of the Black Pearl.
Will looked out at his best friend. He was being betrayed.
TO BE CONTINUED! (Ah! Sorry it took so long, school is a pain!)