Disclaimer: I only own Jack through owning the Pirates DVD.
AN: I'm so grateful to everyone who has read and reviewed my story! Thank you so much for your support! Oh, and go check out "Return of the King," it is the best film ever! Who thinks Orlando Bloom is hot? (Raises hand.)
Chapter 4: History Repeats Itself:
"Jewel, would you stop primping yourself?" Jay asked his twin, rolling his eyes at her from her cabin door. "You've been sitting in front of a mirror for the past half hour getting yourself ready. We're leaving in ten minutes for shore, so hurry up!"
"Alright, alright, I'm coming!" she said, checking herself in the mirror one last time. Julia Sparrow could hardly contain herself. Finally, her family was returning to Port Royal after a five year gap in visits. She missed talking with Aunt Elizabeth and having Uncle Will teach her about weaponry. She also missed Bill being her fighting partner. Jay was a good fighter, but since all of their instructors were the same, it got boring after a while. Bill had different techniques because of his father teaching him how to fight, which made sword practice more interesting. Now the two of them would have a chance to show off what they'd learned in that five year gap!
"See that you do, you know Dad hates waiting," Jay said, turning and leaving her cabin.
Now it was Julia's turn to roll her eyes. Jay could never understand preparing one's self to look decent in front of others; he had inherited their father's love for scruffiness, and had even taken to braiding and decorating some of his hair to look like Jack's. Their mother had disapproved at first, but Jay promised to keep his hair clean and somewhat dignified if he could have just two locks of hair to braid and bead. Lara had given in, as long as his hair was cleaner than his father's. Julia thought her mother was glad that her two daughters had inherited her love of cleanliness and proper hair care.
A tap on her cabin door interrupted her thoughts. "Jewel, are you ready?" Kat asked, poking her head in the door. Her golden hair was swept up, just like her mother and sister's, and her blue eyes sparkled with excitement. "Mum and Dad are waiting!" She quickly vanished from sight, her steps going up on deck.
Julia grabbed her parasol, pocketed her fan, checked her reflection, and raced upstairs. Her mother, father, brother, and foster sister all waited for her by the small rowboat. The entire crew of the Pearl had gathered to see their captain and his family off on their visit to shore. Julia gave her Aunt Annamaria a smile as she passed. The only other female pirate was looking happy at not having to attend the family in a servant gown. The poor woman detested having to have to dress up just to look after the Sparrow children, and now that they were grown, they no longer needed a bodyguard. The three young Sparrows could now defend themselves from most attackers, and all three carried weapons. However, Kat and Julia had their weapons more hidden than Jay did, for while Jay could openly wear a sword and dagger, Kat and Julia had to have their daggers and knives hidden in various places in their gowns and shoes, since women weren't supposed to fight. Either way, the young Sparrows were ready for basically anything that enemy pirates could throw at them, so the five members of the Sparrow family stepped into the rowboat and headed for shore, Jack and Jay rowing the boat while the three women sat and watched the waves lap against the boat.
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It was getting dark by the time the Sparrows had made it to the center of Port Royal. Amazingly, Port Royal was almost exactly the same as it had been when Lara had first lived there; the town didn't seem to like the idea of change. Julia took a look around and saw that many shops and market stalls were still where they had been the last time they had visited, and it was slightly disturbing. Even Tortuga managed a bit of change now and then! Julia simply shook her head and kept walking behind her parents, who were talking quietly to one another. After several minutes of walking around town, Julia noticed an older man with graying blond hair staring at her with a worshipful expression on his face. His eyes connected with hers, and Julia noticed that his mouth moved, and she thought he said the word, 'Lara.' Julia raised an eyebrow in surprise, but dismissed it. Perhaps the man had known her mother when she had lived in Port Royal over twenty years ago, and had mistaken Julia for her mother. She had often been told by her father and the crew of the Pearl that she looked exactly like her mother had at that age. Instead, Julia shrugged and kept walking, pushing the stranger out of her mind as her family walked through the town and towards the Turner home.
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A half hour later, the Sparrow family was fifteen feet from the front gate of the Turner home. Lara headed for the gate before her husband stopped her. She looked at him in confusion, and Jack jerked his head towards the house. The others turned and inspected the house. It was dark and quiet, too quiet for early evening. It was unlikely they were all in bed at such an early hour, it was only dinnertime. Perhaps they were elsewhere? Lara then jerked her head in another direction, towards the Governor's home. Jack shrugged, and motioned his children closer.
"Alright, little birds," he said, using his group nickname for his three children. "Yer Mum and I are going up to the Governor's house to see if they're up there. Jay, ye remember where the spare key is, don't ye?" His son nodded. "Good, go inside and stay there until we come back, got it?" The three young adults nodded. Jack and Lara then turned and headed up the hill towards the Governor's mansion.
Meanwhile, the three youngsters headed through the gate and up the steps, not noticing the black-clad men following them. Jay had just reached the door before he heard a branch snap. That was all the warning he got, and was all he needed. He drew his sword, barely blocking a swipe aiming for his side. Julia and Kat instantly drew their hidden weapons and began defending themselves. The fight was short, but bloody. The attackers did not give up easily, and the Sparrow children had been taught to defend themselves to the fullest extent of their training. However, there were more attackers than the Sparrow children could handle. Only Jay had been able to get away from the attackers; that was because one of them had sliced him in the side, and he had fallen over the railing on the side of the porch and out of their sight. Julia saw him go over the railing, though not before he gave her a very obvious wink that meant that he would play dead to help find out what was happening and tell their parents and the Turners. Meanwhile, thinking him dead, the attackers quickly dismissed him and focused on the two young, and armed, women in front of them.
"Surrender and we won't hurt you," one of the black clad men stated.
Julia quirked an eyebrow in doubt. "How do we know that?" she asked loudly, hoping Jay was still close enough to hear their answer.
"We've been ordered to take you alive and unharmed," commented another darkly clad figure.
Kat darted away from another figure's attack and slashed at him with a dagger. "Where will you be taking us?"
"Mr. Pierce will tell you that," another shadow said, reaching for her.
Before they knew it, both Julia and Kat felt something hard connect with their heads, and their visions went black.
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Julia awoke first. Groaning, she grabbed her head, massaging the pain away with her fingers, grateful that her father had taught them how to deal with all sorts of painful experiences, mainly everything from hits to the head to bullet wounds.
After regaining her bearings, she looked around. She was in a ship's cabin, and Kat lay on a bed next to hers, still unconscious. That's when Julia noticed something else: the room was rocking; not the gentle rocking of a ship in port, but the more aggressive rocking of a ship at sea. Rushing towards the nearest window to see their surroundings, Julia felt her heart drop at the sight of nothing but ocean. They were definitely not in Port Royal anymore. She turned around at the sound of her sister stirring in the bed behind her.
"Jewel?" she said, rubbing her head the way Julia had. "Where are we?"
"I wish I knew, Kat," Julia replied. "I think that we're being held prisoner here and are being taken somewhere far from Port Royal."
"You would be correct, my dear," said a voice coming from the door of the cabin. The two young women turned. There stood the man that Julia had spotted in Port Royal. "I see you recognize me, beloved," he said, smiling at her. He walked over to her and took her hand before kissing it. "I swear that you haven't changed a bit."
"Um, do I know you?" Julia said, pulling her hand back and trying to decide if she should be frightened or not.
"My dear, I'm offended that you do not remember your fiancé," the man said, a hurt look on his face.
"I'm sorry, sir, but you must have me mistaken for someone else," she said, exchanging a look with Kat. "I must also insist that you return my sister and me to Port Royal at once, for our parents will be very worried about us."
The man looked confused. "Your sister?" he asked, looking at the blond- haired girl in confusion. "My dear, you have no sister, and no parents in Port Royal, either."
Julia was growing impatient. "Of course I have parents, and we are visiting friends in Port Royal!" she said, glaring at the man. "And Kat is my sister, though a foster one, and I love her." She crossed her arms over her chest, trying to appear as imposing as her mother did whenever she was angry.
"Lara, have you gone mad?" the stranger asked. "Are you feeling unwell?" He reached to feel her forehead for a fever.
Julia jerked away. "I'm perfectly fine," she snapped at him. "And my name isn't Lara, it's Julia. Lara is my mother's name."
The stranger stepped back in surprise. "Lara is your mother? And your name is Julia?"
"Yes, Julia. My name is Julia Sparrow," she said, lifting her head up, proud to be her father's daughter. "And that is my sister, Katherine Sparrow."
The stranger looked ready to faint. "Sparrow? You are Jack Sparrow's daughters?" He took a closer look at them. "You cannot be twins for neither parent is blond with blue eyes. I was told Jack Sparrow only had a set of twin children and no others. Where are the twin children of Jack Sparrow? How dare you claim to be someone you're not?" he asked, suddenly bordering between panic and anger.
"We are the daughters of Captain Jack Sparrow," Julia said as Kat moved up beside her. Like their father, the young Sparrows were always reminding people that their father was the pirate captain of a great and legendary ship. "Your henchmen killed my twin brother, who was also called Jack, for our father." Julia didn't dare mention her brother was still alive and likely informing her parents about her and Kat's abduction. "Kat is a foster child of my parents." Both girls glared at the man who now looked as though he were trying to think of something quickly.
"A foster child and one of Sparrow's twins," he muttered. "That should be good enough, and the daughter looks just like her." He looked up and saw them looking at him. "Well, ladies, welcome to my ship. I'm here to take you to your grandfather in England." The girls' faces shifted from angry to puzzled.
"We have no grandparents," Julia said. Her mother had no memory of her parents, and her father's parents were long dead.
"Actually, you do," he replied. "As you should know, you mother has no memory of her life prior to being discovered on the beaches of Port Royal over twenty five years ago. However, after years of searching, I have recently made contact with her father, who is an influential nobleman of England. You will be reunited with him in your mother's place, in two month's time."
"You can't separate us from out parents!" Kat exclaimed in disbelief.
"Oh, but I can Miss Katherine," the stranger replied, smiling widely at her. "And I'm sure your mother will be willing to do anything for the location of her daughters." The stranger continued to smile in a frightening way at them, his eyes resting on Julia. "Though I rather think I will take you in her place, Miss Sparrow." He turned and headed for the door, stopping before he opened it. He turned back towards the Julia, eying her up and down. "You really are the image of your mother, Miss Sparrow," he said, gazing at her thoughtfully. "You will do very well, indeed." With that, he opened the door.
"Who are you?" Julia asked, wanting to know the name of the man who dared to kidnap the children of her father, Captain Jack Sparrow.
He turned around and looked her straight in the eye. "I am Thomas Pierce," he said. With those final words, he closed and locked the door, leaving both girls alone and disturbed.
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AN: Yep, Thomas has really lost it, huh? Of course, you do realize that Jack is seriously going to have to kick his ass, right? Anyway, to help make me and my muses extremely happy, please leave a review! Thanks!
AN: I'm so grateful to everyone who has read and reviewed my story! Thank you so much for your support! Oh, and go check out "Return of the King," it is the best film ever! Who thinks Orlando Bloom is hot? (Raises hand.)
Chapter 4: History Repeats Itself:
"Jewel, would you stop primping yourself?" Jay asked his twin, rolling his eyes at her from her cabin door. "You've been sitting in front of a mirror for the past half hour getting yourself ready. We're leaving in ten minutes for shore, so hurry up!"
"Alright, alright, I'm coming!" she said, checking herself in the mirror one last time. Julia Sparrow could hardly contain herself. Finally, her family was returning to Port Royal after a five year gap in visits. She missed talking with Aunt Elizabeth and having Uncle Will teach her about weaponry. She also missed Bill being her fighting partner. Jay was a good fighter, but since all of their instructors were the same, it got boring after a while. Bill had different techniques because of his father teaching him how to fight, which made sword practice more interesting. Now the two of them would have a chance to show off what they'd learned in that five year gap!
"See that you do, you know Dad hates waiting," Jay said, turning and leaving her cabin.
Now it was Julia's turn to roll her eyes. Jay could never understand preparing one's self to look decent in front of others; he had inherited their father's love for scruffiness, and had even taken to braiding and decorating some of his hair to look like Jack's. Their mother had disapproved at first, but Jay promised to keep his hair clean and somewhat dignified if he could have just two locks of hair to braid and bead. Lara had given in, as long as his hair was cleaner than his father's. Julia thought her mother was glad that her two daughters had inherited her love of cleanliness and proper hair care.
A tap on her cabin door interrupted her thoughts. "Jewel, are you ready?" Kat asked, poking her head in the door. Her golden hair was swept up, just like her mother and sister's, and her blue eyes sparkled with excitement. "Mum and Dad are waiting!" She quickly vanished from sight, her steps going up on deck.
Julia grabbed her parasol, pocketed her fan, checked her reflection, and raced upstairs. Her mother, father, brother, and foster sister all waited for her by the small rowboat. The entire crew of the Pearl had gathered to see their captain and his family off on their visit to shore. Julia gave her Aunt Annamaria a smile as she passed. The only other female pirate was looking happy at not having to attend the family in a servant gown. The poor woman detested having to have to dress up just to look after the Sparrow children, and now that they were grown, they no longer needed a bodyguard. The three young Sparrows could now defend themselves from most attackers, and all three carried weapons. However, Kat and Julia had their weapons more hidden than Jay did, for while Jay could openly wear a sword and dagger, Kat and Julia had to have their daggers and knives hidden in various places in their gowns and shoes, since women weren't supposed to fight. Either way, the young Sparrows were ready for basically anything that enemy pirates could throw at them, so the five members of the Sparrow family stepped into the rowboat and headed for shore, Jack and Jay rowing the boat while the three women sat and watched the waves lap against the boat.
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It was getting dark by the time the Sparrows had made it to the center of Port Royal. Amazingly, Port Royal was almost exactly the same as it had been when Lara had first lived there; the town didn't seem to like the idea of change. Julia took a look around and saw that many shops and market stalls were still where they had been the last time they had visited, and it was slightly disturbing. Even Tortuga managed a bit of change now and then! Julia simply shook her head and kept walking behind her parents, who were talking quietly to one another. After several minutes of walking around town, Julia noticed an older man with graying blond hair staring at her with a worshipful expression on his face. His eyes connected with hers, and Julia noticed that his mouth moved, and she thought he said the word, 'Lara.' Julia raised an eyebrow in surprise, but dismissed it. Perhaps the man had known her mother when she had lived in Port Royal over twenty years ago, and had mistaken Julia for her mother. She had often been told by her father and the crew of the Pearl that she looked exactly like her mother had at that age. Instead, Julia shrugged and kept walking, pushing the stranger out of her mind as her family walked through the town and towards the Turner home.
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A half hour later, the Sparrow family was fifteen feet from the front gate of the Turner home. Lara headed for the gate before her husband stopped her. She looked at him in confusion, and Jack jerked his head towards the house. The others turned and inspected the house. It was dark and quiet, too quiet for early evening. It was unlikely they were all in bed at such an early hour, it was only dinnertime. Perhaps they were elsewhere? Lara then jerked her head in another direction, towards the Governor's home. Jack shrugged, and motioned his children closer.
"Alright, little birds," he said, using his group nickname for his three children. "Yer Mum and I are going up to the Governor's house to see if they're up there. Jay, ye remember where the spare key is, don't ye?" His son nodded. "Good, go inside and stay there until we come back, got it?" The three young adults nodded. Jack and Lara then turned and headed up the hill towards the Governor's mansion.
Meanwhile, the three youngsters headed through the gate and up the steps, not noticing the black-clad men following them. Jay had just reached the door before he heard a branch snap. That was all the warning he got, and was all he needed. He drew his sword, barely blocking a swipe aiming for his side. Julia and Kat instantly drew their hidden weapons and began defending themselves. The fight was short, but bloody. The attackers did not give up easily, and the Sparrow children had been taught to defend themselves to the fullest extent of their training. However, there were more attackers than the Sparrow children could handle. Only Jay had been able to get away from the attackers; that was because one of them had sliced him in the side, and he had fallen over the railing on the side of the porch and out of their sight. Julia saw him go over the railing, though not before he gave her a very obvious wink that meant that he would play dead to help find out what was happening and tell their parents and the Turners. Meanwhile, thinking him dead, the attackers quickly dismissed him and focused on the two young, and armed, women in front of them.
"Surrender and we won't hurt you," one of the black clad men stated.
Julia quirked an eyebrow in doubt. "How do we know that?" she asked loudly, hoping Jay was still close enough to hear their answer.
"We've been ordered to take you alive and unharmed," commented another darkly clad figure.
Kat darted away from another figure's attack and slashed at him with a dagger. "Where will you be taking us?"
"Mr. Pierce will tell you that," another shadow said, reaching for her.
Before they knew it, both Julia and Kat felt something hard connect with their heads, and their visions went black.
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Julia awoke first. Groaning, she grabbed her head, massaging the pain away with her fingers, grateful that her father had taught them how to deal with all sorts of painful experiences, mainly everything from hits to the head to bullet wounds.
After regaining her bearings, she looked around. She was in a ship's cabin, and Kat lay on a bed next to hers, still unconscious. That's when Julia noticed something else: the room was rocking; not the gentle rocking of a ship in port, but the more aggressive rocking of a ship at sea. Rushing towards the nearest window to see their surroundings, Julia felt her heart drop at the sight of nothing but ocean. They were definitely not in Port Royal anymore. She turned around at the sound of her sister stirring in the bed behind her.
"Jewel?" she said, rubbing her head the way Julia had. "Where are we?"
"I wish I knew, Kat," Julia replied. "I think that we're being held prisoner here and are being taken somewhere far from Port Royal."
"You would be correct, my dear," said a voice coming from the door of the cabin. The two young women turned. There stood the man that Julia had spotted in Port Royal. "I see you recognize me, beloved," he said, smiling at her. He walked over to her and took her hand before kissing it. "I swear that you haven't changed a bit."
"Um, do I know you?" Julia said, pulling her hand back and trying to decide if she should be frightened or not.
"My dear, I'm offended that you do not remember your fiancé," the man said, a hurt look on his face.
"I'm sorry, sir, but you must have me mistaken for someone else," she said, exchanging a look with Kat. "I must also insist that you return my sister and me to Port Royal at once, for our parents will be very worried about us."
The man looked confused. "Your sister?" he asked, looking at the blond- haired girl in confusion. "My dear, you have no sister, and no parents in Port Royal, either."
Julia was growing impatient. "Of course I have parents, and we are visiting friends in Port Royal!" she said, glaring at the man. "And Kat is my sister, though a foster one, and I love her." She crossed her arms over her chest, trying to appear as imposing as her mother did whenever she was angry.
"Lara, have you gone mad?" the stranger asked. "Are you feeling unwell?" He reached to feel her forehead for a fever.
Julia jerked away. "I'm perfectly fine," she snapped at him. "And my name isn't Lara, it's Julia. Lara is my mother's name."
The stranger stepped back in surprise. "Lara is your mother? And your name is Julia?"
"Yes, Julia. My name is Julia Sparrow," she said, lifting her head up, proud to be her father's daughter. "And that is my sister, Katherine Sparrow."
The stranger looked ready to faint. "Sparrow? You are Jack Sparrow's daughters?" He took a closer look at them. "You cannot be twins for neither parent is blond with blue eyes. I was told Jack Sparrow only had a set of twin children and no others. Where are the twin children of Jack Sparrow? How dare you claim to be someone you're not?" he asked, suddenly bordering between panic and anger.
"We are the daughters of Captain Jack Sparrow," Julia said as Kat moved up beside her. Like their father, the young Sparrows were always reminding people that their father was the pirate captain of a great and legendary ship. "Your henchmen killed my twin brother, who was also called Jack, for our father." Julia didn't dare mention her brother was still alive and likely informing her parents about her and Kat's abduction. "Kat is a foster child of my parents." Both girls glared at the man who now looked as though he were trying to think of something quickly.
"A foster child and one of Sparrow's twins," he muttered. "That should be good enough, and the daughter looks just like her." He looked up and saw them looking at him. "Well, ladies, welcome to my ship. I'm here to take you to your grandfather in England." The girls' faces shifted from angry to puzzled.
"We have no grandparents," Julia said. Her mother had no memory of her parents, and her father's parents were long dead.
"Actually, you do," he replied. "As you should know, you mother has no memory of her life prior to being discovered on the beaches of Port Royal over twenty five years ago. However, after years of searching, I have recently made contact with her father, who is an influential nobleman of England. You will be reunited with him in your mother's place, in two month's time."
"You can't separate us from out parents!" Kat exclaimed in disbelief.
"Oh, but I can Miss Katherine," the stranger replied, smiling widely at her. "And I'm sure your mother will be willing to do anything for the location of her daughters." The stranger continued to smile in a frightening way at them, his eyes resting on Julia. "Though I rather think I will take you in her place, Miss Sparrow." He turned and headed for the door, stopping before he opened it. He turned back towards the Julia, eying her up and down. "You really are the image of your mother, Miss Sparrow," he said, gazing at her thoughtfully. "You will do very well, indeed." With that, he opened the door.
"Who are you?" Julia asked, wanting to know the name of the man who dared to kidnap the children of her father, Captain Jack Sparrow.
He turned around and looked her straight in the eye. "I am Thomas Pierce," he said. With those final words, he closed and locked the door, leaving both girls alone and disturbed.
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AN: Yep, Thomas has really lost it, huh? Of course, you do realize that Jack is seriously going to have to kick his ass, right? Anyway, to help make me and my muses extremely happy, please leave a review! Thanks!