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The Pirates of the Caribbean: The Crown of Cortez
Chapter 2
Jack made his way clumsily to the girls' beds when he began to notice the waves begin to get more and more violent, trying to shove the boat out of its course. "Ladies?" He spoke lightly, poking each of them, but they didn't stir. He grumbled and contemplated the next best idea to do.
He rolled his eyes and just whipped the covers off of the girls' beds, and waited for the girls to stop groaning and stretching. "Alright!" He spoke a bit too cheerfully, "You girls need to go wake up the rest of the crew! There's a storm approaching."
But, before they went off to follow his commands, he received a slap from each girl. He cringed. "Okay I might have deserved those." He muttered. He heard the girls mumble "idiot," and he shot back "I heard that!" Then he kind of just stood there, looking after the girls, halfway expecting them to at least say something else if not slap him again. He made a face at the direction the girls went and then went back up on deck. His eyes widened at what he saw on the deck of his ship, making its way toward him.
It was like a zombie, only it.wasn't. There was a skeleton, of course. But where zombies have the leathery, rotting skin, this.thing had a transparent blue liquid-like skin covering it, giving it the human shape. Where its eyes should have been, there were large green circles for pupils. It had hair, only the hair was also green and it defied gravity, floating in the air like it was in the ocean itself.
Jack quickly drew his sword and waited to see what the thing would do. It did nothing, it just kept coming for him. He raised his eyebrows and nodded. "Well, you can remember this as the day you almost got past Captain Jack Sparrow!" He lunged at the thing, shoving his sword in through where his heart should have been. He blinked in surprise when the sword went through the first few inches of the thing like pudding, and then it felt like there was pure metal beyond that. He couldn't push the sword in any further. "That's interesting." Jack muttered.
The thing grabbed Jack by the collar, making him drop the sword. The sword cut through the rest of it down to its waist and then dropped. There was a very long visible cut seen where the sword had cut it, but the cut slowly closed up. It stared at Jack closely, the green circles in its eyes narrowing. It tightened its grip, making Jack try to loosen the grip the thing had on him, but his hands went through the slimy first few inches of the monster's skin like his sword had and then it was like an ice cold stone or metal under all that. He quickly let go, and was tossed aside, hitting the wall of the deck, almost making him go overboard.
Jack blinked. "That's very interesting." He muttered again, and then got up to follow the beast down below deck. Whatever it wanted it was not going to get it. He grabbed his sword before going down the stairs into the lower deck. He looked around quickly, and then that's when he noticed the three girls and the rest of the crew coming back from the bunkrooms. "Did you see it??" He asked quickly, looking around for the monster.
"See what?"
"That.blue.zombie thing! It attacked me!" Jack answered, still looking around.
"Riiiiiight, Captain.I think you need to go lay down," Raven spoke, "Stay off deck and out of the daylight. I told you earlier this morning what it can do to you!" She grinned.
"But, but, but." Jack stammered, "I have a bruise to prove that he slammed me right into the wall of this boat!"
"Yeah, maybe it's because your old gracefulness is slowly deteriorating, and the boat's swaying with adds to it." Swift spoke. "I'm sure you just fell off the upper deck and fell to the lower deck!"
Jack just muttered and stomped back up to the deck. At the door he turned back and shouted sarcastically to the crew: "Fine, fine. Have your opinions of me being crazy, but you can't imagine being held up by your collar and being tossed aside like a toy by a. slimy.creature!"
Both Raven and Becca turned to look at Swift with evil eyes, and Swift knew exactly what that meant. They were thinking about that time again when she had thought he was a gentleman of a pirate.
"Oh, shut up." Swift mumbled, and then went up after the rest of the crew to the deck.
~*~*~*~
Hours later, a guard came over to Will's cell with the governor. The governor came inside the cell when the guard opened the door. The mistake they made was leaving the door open.
Will got up and looked at the governor. "You are a despicable man, Governor." He said in a calm, easy-going tone.
The Governor smiled. "And who should be talking about being a despicable man, William Turner? Killing your own wife?"
Will glared. "For the last bloody time! I didn't kill her! You know I loved her. I still do, even if she's dead!" He nearly growled.
"Oh, my. A bit touchy, hm?" The governor spoke sarcastically, smirking. "The British parliament and I have come to a decision that you shall be hung tomorrow at noon." He paused. "If only Jack Sparrow was around to save you then."
Will smirked slightly. "Captain Jack Sparrow, to you." He countered. Quickly, he gutted the man with his fist and when the man buckled over, he used his back as support and leapt over him, toward the door. He slipped past the guard and ran off down the hall to the nearest window to escape. He glanced around and noticed that there was a large coil of rope on the wall, so he quickly took that, tied it around the metal candleholder on the wall, which he hoped would be strong enough to hold him, and then took the rope. The guard was coming down the hall after him after getting reinforcements, so he acted fast, took the other end of the rope and swung out the window.
His eyes widened when he found out all that was below him was the large, open British dock. Before letting go, he just prayed that he wouldn't be noticed and went flying forward toward the water. He tightly shut his eyes, blindly waiting for the large shots of pain to arise on his back from the impact with the water. Instead, he felt himself land on a hard surface like wood and heard some cries from people.
Oh, no. He thought, I've landed on a British ship.
"Well, well, well.Look who just happened to come tumbling from the sky onto the deck before we could get him ourselves!" Came a very familiar exaggerated voice.
Will opened his eyes, and found Captain Jack Sparrow looking down at him with two other younger women beside him. He grinned, "Well, well, well. Look who just happened to come and rescue me again!" He countered, taking Jack's hand to be helped up. "How did I actually manage to land right on this ship?"
One of the women smiled. "Obviously you're just lucky; you could have either landed with a fatal impact on the water or in a British ship. Either way you would have died, so it must not have been your day to die!" She spoke.
"Must not be." Will murmured, gazing at the woman. She was amazingly attractive for a female pirate, or so she seemed to be one. He blinked a few times and shook his head. No, he was just feeling a bit lonely because he spent so long in jail. "Who are you girls?"
"I'm Becca." The girl who had spoken to him replied, holding her hand out for him to shake. She smiled as he took her hand.
"And I'm Raven." The other woman replied, grinning and holding out her hand. "Don't mind me if I seem overly sarcastic a lot, or if I tease our other new girl Swift a lot. That's just my nature." She spoke while shaking his hand.
Will grinned. "Well, I sure don't mind!" He replied, and then looked at Jack, who was already up the steps to the upper deck to turn the ship around and sail away before the British were on them. He took the stairs up to talk to Jack.
"Well!" Will spoke. "You actually came to get me out of jail before I would be hung the next day?"
Jack looked at him, quirking an eyebrow. "Well.There really is nothing better to do."
Will chuckled and shook his head. "Oh, very funny.Would you really have left me to die in the hands of the British if you had something better to do?" He asked, trying to be serious.
Jack looked back out into the ocean and sighed. "I suppose I really couldn't. You've saved my neck enough times that I felt the need to return the favor!" He gave Will a quick glance. "And also feel lucky that your father was such a great man on my crew, otherwise I would have never of sailed with you in the very first place."
"Oh, my." Another female voice came from behind them. "Did I just hear Jack Sparrow be somewhat serious?"
Jack turned to the woman and smirked. "Hey, that's Captain Jack Sparrow!" He corrected with a sarcastic roll of his eyes.
Will laughed slightly. "People still don't give you the respect you deserve, eh Jack?" He nodded to the woman. "I take it you're Swift?"
Swift nodded. "Yeah, and I take it you're the oh-so handsome young man Jack came to rescue?" She replied a bit flatly.
Will nodded, wondering at the hostility in her voice. He gave her a slight smile and then turned around again, leaning forward against the wooden rail that made sure no one fell forward to the lower deck from there. He stared off into the horizon thoughtfully, wondering what the next adventure could bring to them next. He also couldn't help wondering how he would ever heal from his Elizabeth dying, leaving him.
The Pirates of the Caribbean: The Crown of Cortez
Chapter 2
Jack made his way clumsily to the girls' beds when he began to notice the waves begin to get more and more violent, trying to shove the boat out of its course. "Ladies?" He spoke lightly, poking each of them, but they didn't stir. He grumbled and contemplated the next best idea to do.
He rolled his eyes and just whipped the covers off of the girls' beds, and waited for the girls to stop groaning and stretching. "Alright!" He spoke a bit too cheerfully, "You girls need to go wake up the rest of the crew! There's a storm approaching."
But, before they went off to follow his commands, he received a slap from each girl. He cringed. "Okay I might have deserved those." He muttered. He heard the girls mumble "idiot," and he shot back "I heard that!" Then he kind of just stood there, looking after the girls, halfway expecting them to at least say something else if not slap him again. He made a face at the direction the girls went and then went back up on deck. His eyes widened at what he saw on the deck of his ship, making its way toward him.
It was like a zombie, only it.wasn't. There was a skeleton, of course. But where zombies have the leathery, rotting skin, this.thing had a transparent blue liquid-like skin covering it, giving it the human shape. Where its eyes should have been, there were large green circles for pupils. It had hair, only the hair was also green and it defied gravity, floating in the air like it was in the ocean itself.
Jack quickly drew his sword and waited to see what the thing would do. It did nothing, it just kept coming for him. He raised his eyebrows and nodded. "Well, you can remember this as the day you almost got past Captain Jack Sparrow!" He lunged at the thing, shoving his sword in through where his heart should have been. He blinked in surprise when the sword went through the first few inches of the thing like pudding, and then it felt like there was pure metal beyond that. He couldn't push the sword in any further. "That's interesting." Jack muttered.
The thing grabbed Jack by the collar, making him drop the sword. The sword cut through the rest of it down to its waist and then dropped. There was a very long visible cut seen where the sword had cut it, but the cut slowly closed up. It stared at Jack closely, the green circles in its eyes narrowing. It tightened its grip, making Jack try to loosen the grip the thing had on him, but his hands went through the slimy first few inches of the monster's skin like his sword had and then it was like an ice cold stone or metal under all that. He quickly let go, and was tossed aside, hitting the wall of the deck, almost making him go overboard.
Jack blinked. "That's very interesting." He muttered again, and then got up to follow the beast down below deck. Whatever it wanted it was not going to get it. He grabbed his sword before going down the stairs into the lower deck. He looked around quickly, and then that's when he noticed the three girls and the rest of the crew coming back from the bunkrooms. "Did you see it??" He asked quickly, looking around for the monster.
"See what?"
"That.blue.zombie thing! It attacked me!" Jack answered, still looking around.
"Riiiiiight, Captain.I think you need to go lay down," Raven spoke, "Stay off deck and out of the daylight. I told you earlier this morning what it can do to you!" She grinned.
"But, but, but." Jack stammered, "I have a bruise to prove that he slammed me right into the wall of this boat!"
"Yeah, maybe it's because your old gracefulness is slowly deteriorating, and the boat's swaying with adds to it." Swift spoke. "I'm sure you just fell off the upper deck and fell to the lower deck!"
Jack just muttered and stomped back up to the deck. At the door he turned back and shouted sarcastically to the crew: "Fine, fine. Have your opinions of me being crazy, but you can't imagine being held up by your collar and being tossed aside like a toy by a. slimy.creature!"
Both Raven and Becca turned to look at Swift with evil eyes, and Swift knew exactly what that meant. They were thinking about that time again when she had thought he was a gentleman of a pirate.
"Oh, shut up." Swift mumbled, and then went up after the rest of the crew to the deck.
~*~*~*~
Hours later, a guard came over to Will's cell with the governor. The governor came inside the cell when the guard opened the door. The mistake they made was leaving the door open.
Will got up and looked at the governor. "You are a despicable man, Governor." He said in a calm, easy-going tone.
The Governor smiled. "And who should be talking about being a despicable man, William Turner? Killing your own wife?"
Will glared. "For the last bloody time! I didn't kill her! You know I loved her. I still do, even if she's dead!" He nearly growled.
"Oh, my. A bit touchy, hm?" The governor spoke sarcastically, smirking. "The British parliament and I have come to a decision that you shall be hung tomorrow at noon." He paused. "If only Jack Sparrow was around to save you then."
Will smirked slightly. "Captain Jack Sparrow, to you." He countered. Quickly, he gutted the man with his fist and when the man buckled over, he used his back as support and leapt over him, toward the door. He slipped past the guard and ran off down the hall to the nearest window to escape. He glanced around and noticed that there was a large coil of rope on the wall, so he quickly took that, tied it around the metal candleholder on the wall, which he hoped would be strong enough to hold him, and then took the rope. The guard was coming down the hall after him after getting reinforcements, so he acted fast, took the other end of the rope and swung out the window.
His eyes widened when he found out all that was below him was the large, open British dock. Before letting go, he just prayed that he wouldn't be noticed and went flying forward toward the water. He tightly shut his eyes, blindly waiting for the large shots of pain to arise on his back from the impact with the water. Instead, he felt himself land on a hard surface like wood and heard some cries from people.
Oh, no. He thought, I've landed on a British ship.
"Well, well, well.Look who just happened to come tumbling from the sky onto the deck before we could get him ourselves!" Came a very familiar exaggerated voice.
Will opened his eyes, and found Captain Jack Sparrow looking down at him with two other younger women beside him. He grinned, "Well, well, well. Look who just happened to come and rescue me again!" He countered, taking Jack's hand to be helped up. "How did I actually manage to land right on this ship?"
One of the women smiled. "Obviously you're just lucky; you could have either landed with a fatal impact on the water or in a British ship. Either way you would have died, so it must not have been your day to die!" She spoke.
"Must not be." Will murmured, gazing at the woman. She was amazingly attractive for a female pirate, or so she seemed to be one. He blinked a few times and shook his head. No, he was just feeling a bit lonely because he spent so long in jail. "Who are you girls?"
"I'm Becca." The girl who had spoken to him replied, holding her hand out for him to shake. She smiled as he took her hand.
"And I'm Raven." The other woman replied, grinning and holding out her hand. "Don't mind me if I seem overly sarcastic a lot, or if I tease our other new girl Swift a lot. That's just my nature." She spoke while shaking his hand.
Will grinned. "Well, I sure don't mind!" He replied, and then looked at Jack, who was already up the steps to the upper deck to turn the ship around and sail away before the British were on them. He took the stairs up to talk to Jack.
"Well!" Will spoke. "You actually came to get me out of jail before I would be hung the next day?"
Jack looked at him, quirking an eyebrow. "Well.There really is nothing better to do."
Will chuckled and shook his head. "Oh, very funny.Would you really have left me to die in the hands of the British if you had something better to do?" He asked, trying to be serious.
Jack looked back out into the ocean and sighed. "I suppose I really couldn't. You've saved my neck enough times that I felt the need to return the favor!" He gave Will a quick glance. "And also feel lucky that your father was such a great man on my crew, otherwise I would have never of sailed with you in the very first place."
"Oh, my." Another female voice came from behind them. "Did I just hear Jack Sparrow be somewhat serious?"
Jack turned to the woman and smirked. "Hey, that's Captain Jack Sparrow!" He corrected with a sarcastic roll of his eyes.
Will laughed slightly. "People still don't give you the respect you deserve, eh Jack?" He nodded to the woman. "I take it you're Swift?"
Swift nodded. "Yeah, and I take it you're the oh-so handsome young man Jack came to rescue?" She replied a bit flatly.
Will nodded, wondering at the hostility in her voice. He gave her a slight smile and then turned around again, leaning forward against the wooden rail that made sure no one fell forward to the lower deck from there. He stared off into the horizon thoughtfully, wondering what the next adventure could bring to them next. He also couldn't help wondering how he would ever heal from his Elizabeth dying, leaving him.