A dreadfully short chapter, I'm afraid, but next chapter Jack makes his entrance! Yay!
Hail the conquering..err..pirate, I guess..
Big thankies to Alysha 'n Ihni ^_^ yay!
Will pushed up from the rail at the stern of the ship and stretched his arms above
his head. The wind was blowing well in the afterglow of the storm and it felt good
after the closeness of the cabin. Facing the bow, he scanned the horizon and saw the distant shadow of mountains.
There would be another raid soon.
Barbossa had told him that most of the crew would go ashore this time,
leaving Will and a few others behind to use the cannons.
This piece of the treasure had eluded them for too long,
Barbossa had said, it kept moving, and they couldn't risk losing it again.
Maybe they would be free of the curse soon, and Barbossa would love him fully.
Will sighed. At least raids meant fresh rations for him, and maybe his
captain would bring him something. He brightened at once,
forgetting about the innocent people that would surely die.
The young and very beautiful Miss Elizabeth Swann was gazing at the sunset on the horizon stretched out before her.
She stood on the high battlements near her home, awaiting lieutenant-err- Commodore Norrington's return.
Elizabeth liked his company, even if he was..Stiff..at times, she had missed him greatly. He could be very sweet to her.
She saw his ship's great white sails come around the bay and she lifter her skirts and hurried down the stairs to the harbour. She gently pushed aside the guards
at the dock and watched the gangplank being lowered.
"Commodore!" She cried when he stepped onto the dock. "I trust your first voyage in your new position went well."
Norrington smiled sweetly at her."Of course it went well"
He said, taking her arm and ascending the stairs with her
"All we did was patrol the shore for a few weeks. We did rest in a lovely little port town. I bought this."
He pulled out of his pocket a long silver chain, decorated with pearls and
turquoise beads. At the centre, there was a pendant, a gold coin with a ferocious design.
"I thought it would suit you- beautiful and elegant, but with"
He handled the coin.
"A touch of rashness." Elizabeth blushed.
"It's beautiful, thank you so much, Commodore.
He leaned over and fastened it around her neck; letting his hands linger there for a bit longer than was necessary.
"Come!" She said, slightly too loudly " My father wishes to speak with you."
"And I would like to speak with him, I need to ask for something."
He said, fingering the diamond ring in his pocket.
The Black Pearl had just reached the end of the ThroatWobbler Mangrove* swamp,
not four hours from the port where our dear Miss Swann and her courtier are.
As the pair made their way up the steps, the young commodore
glanced out at the bay.
// Strange // He thought. // A fog that that thick normally wouldn't
pass over the point.. But at least I won't lose any ships in that fog.//
The last ship in his fleet was rounding the point with the fog, The Luxury Yacht.*
"Excuse me, Elizabeth, but I really must meet that ship!"
And, giving her snow-white hand a kiss, he turned and descended the stairs.
*Hee, hee, a little Monty Python humour.
Yes, I am insane. Don't believe me? Go read Kittens!!
*g*