Cursed
Ch. 3: Betrayal; The Faithful Bride
A/n: I'm enjoying myself. I understand that I have Jackie-Boy a bit out of line. (Isn't true, ladies, that men are too quick to assume? We all know it's true, boys.) Saliva owns the song 'Rest in Pieces'. My friend Jenny owns herself and her boyfriend Colin. This chapter has humor! This chapter is incredibly long and has quite a bit of singing in it. There is also a bit of a duet of the songs 'We Are The Champions' and 'We Can Be Heroes' and slew of others. The song 'Elephant Love Medley' from the Moulin Rouge soundtrack inspired this entire chapter. This whole story is really stupid, I'm just writing it for me own enjoyment.
Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean. If I did then Jack Sparrow would be my sex slave.
Jack glared at his fiancé. He remembered the night in the Faithful Bride, the local pub in Port Royale. He had caused himself pain by not allowing Jezebel to explain. Seven long years later, this same woman backstabbed Jack. He felt angry and betrayed. When these feelings are in combination, some odd things can be said and done.
"What can you do to win me back?!" Sparrow shouted. Jezebel saw his eyes. They looked hurt, angry and yet, they shone with confusion and sadness. Jack lowered his eyes. He turned away from Jezebel and Barbossa.
"There's nothing you can do, love. I'm leaving you at Port Royale. Once that happens, I never want to see you again, ever," he whispered.
Anamaria stepped foreword.
"Jack, for once in your life, hear her out! If you love her, hear her out!"
Jezebel was still on her knees, blood pounded in her head, she could feel Barbossa behind her. She spoke softly. The wind had died down some.
"Barbossa wants this ship back. He'll stop manipulating you now. I-I'm sorry. Jack, please forgive me. I love you," she whispered.
Jack turned around and helped her to her feet. He looked into her jade green eyes.
"Prove it,"
* Look at me
My depth perception must be off again
Cause this hurts deeper than I thought it did
It has not healed with time
It just shot down my spine...*
Jezebel returned his gaze. Her breathing was shallow and uneven. She said nothing, only putting her arms around Jack's neck and pulling him into a long French kiss. Anamaria smiled. Barbossa gave a whistle. Jack and Jezebel pulled away. Jack realized that Jezebel had not betrayed him. The kiss was passionate; no one lies if they french you! Jezebel cleared her throat.
"Excuse me for a minute," she said. She turned to Barbossa. A slight smile playing on her lips.
"My turn?'" growled Barbossa. Jezebel's smirk faded. She slapped him across the face, and took her sword away from him.
"I didn't deserve that," said Barbossa.
* You look so beautiful tonight
Remind me how you laid us down
And gently smiled
Before you destroyed my life
** Would you find it in your heart?
To make this go away?
And let me rest in pieces
Would you find it in your heart
To make this go away?
And let me rest in pieces
Would you find it in your heart
To make this go away?
And let me rest in pieces** *
Jezebel was slightly lost in thought.
"You what? I think you're right," she said.
Jack's eyes widened. Anamaria held him back, grinning from ear to ear; apparently, she knew where this was going. Jack struggled against Anamaria.
"Jeze-"
Wingweaver smiled slightly, before giving Barbossa a swift kick in the nuts.
Anamaria applauded her.
"Wildcat Wingweaver strikes again!" she crowed.
Jack smiled slightly. He watched Jezebel put a hand to her stomach. Blood soaked through the bandana.
"Jack, we've hit Port Royale! Should we dock?" came Gibbs's voice from above.
Jack nodded, not taking his eyes off Jezebel.
"Aye, no pillagin', no raidin' no nothin'. We're on holiday," he replied.
"Holiday?" repeated Gibbs.
"What's the feast day, then?"
"We ain't celebratin' any saint's day, Gibbs. Jezebel's hurt, I'm taking her to a doctor,"
"No," said Jezebel in a fearful voice.
Jack looked at her confused.
"No? Jezebel, you can barely stand. Yer gettin' help,"
Jezebel spoke through clenched teeth as the anchor was lowered.
"The Navy will skin us alive! Are you mad?!" she hissed.
Jack grinned.
"Madly in love, if that's what you mean,"
Jezebel rolled her eyes.
"Do NOT get cute with me right now."
* Look at me
My depth perception must be off again
You got much closer than I thought you did
I'm in your reach
You held me in your hands
** But could you find it in your heart
To make this go away?
And let me rest in pieces
But could you find it in your heart
To make this go away?
And let me rest in pieces
But could you find it in your heart
To make this go away?
And let me rest in pieces
But could you find it in your heart
To make this go away?
And let me rest in pieces** *
"Ah, c'mon Jezey, lighten up,"
Jezebel froze at the name. Jack smiled apologetically.
"Jack, you 'aven't called me tha' for years. The last time you did, it was when you-"
"Proposed," finished Jack.
"I know," he lifted her off her feet, smiling.
"Let's get a room at the inn. I'll find the doctor," he continued.
Jezebel sighed.
"Why don't we stop by the Faithful Bride for a drink or two, first? The Navy's probably forgotten all-" she stopped in mid-sentence.
"That's it! I know how to get the Navy off our backs!"
Jack looked confused.
"How?"
"Give me yer earring, the right one," said Wingweaver.
Sparrow did as was asked of him. He handed a small gold hoop to Jezebel.
"What are yeh going to do?" asked Jack.
Jezebel pulled out a leather pouch from under her shirt. It hung on a leather cord around her neck. Wingweaver opened it and pulled out a human ear. Jezebel placed it next to Jack's right ear. It was a perfect match. Jack looked repulsed.
"That's disgusting!" he said.
Jezebel grinned.
"Well, Jack Sparrow, once the Navy sees me with this, you'll be considered dead and a free man," she said, putting the earring on the piece of flesh.
"Hide near the entrance to the Faithful Bride, Leave me, I think I'll be able ter stand then,"
Jack nodded.
"Right, first we need to tie up Barbossa," said Jack, turning to Barbossa.
"Where'd he go?"
Gibbs sighed.
"Barbossa escaped the ship while's you was talkin', Cap'n,"
"Damn! He could be onto us,"
Jezebel looked suddenly frantic.
"Put me down! Jack, Naval officers are comin' over here. Hide!"
Jack set Jezebel down and dove into a large empty barrel. An officer approached Jezebel. Jack watched from a hole in the side of barrel.
"Wildcat Wingweaver, we meet again. Did you kill Jack Sparrow?" he asked.
Jezebel gave a sinister smile.
"Aye, that I did," she said, placing the ear in the officer's hand. The officer recoiled.
"Agh... That's proof enough. You can have that back," he said, smiling politely, handing the ear back to Jezebel.
"Thanks very much, mate," said Jezebel.
The officer turned to his men.
"You heard the lady, Sparrow is dead! Move out,"
Jezebel jerked her head once the soldiers left. Jack stepped out of the barrel.
"Yeh want yer earrin' back?" Jezebel asked.
"Thanks, said Jack, placing the hoop back in his ear.
"Barbossa must've tipped the navy off," said Gibbs.
"Nah, he ain't that stupid," said Jezebel.
"If he could get an entire crew to mutiny against Jack ... maybe he did tip them off," she continued.
"But how?" asked Sparrow.
"The moonlight's c'mon out, they'd notice him,"
Jezebel shook her head.
"Let's just hit the pub, I need a drink," said Jezebel.
Jack lifted her off her feet again.
"Okay, let's go," he said.
"You need to stop spoiling me," Jezebel said, grinning.
"I wouldn't call it 'spoiling', Jezey," replied Jack, kicking open the door to the Faithful Bride. The large group of people who were in the pub all looked shocked.
"Sparrow, my God, you got back together with Hellcat ?"
Two people applauded. One of them was obviously drunk.
"WHOO! Sparrow and Wingweaver, it's been a while," said the drunk.
A young woman pushed the drunk out of the way.
"Wildcat Wingweaver returns. Never thought I'd see you and Captain Jack Sparrow together again," she said.
"Well, if it isn't Jaguar Jenny and Chaos Colin," said Jezebel, flinching a Jack set her on a chair. Jack grabbed a bottle of rum and took a swig.
"What are you two doin' 'ere?" asked Jack, rather irritably.
"We just came fer a drink, Jack, what, yer bandana too tight or somethin'?" slurred Colin.
"I don't have it, Jezebel does, savvy?" snapped Jack.
"Jack, play nice or I'll send you back to the ship," said Jezebel playfully.
Jack smiled behind the rum bottle.
"Why do you have Jack's bandana anyway?" asked Jenny.
Jezebel sighed, she untied it to reveal the bloody wound. Jenny flinched.
"Ooh, how'd that happen?"
Jezebel pointed a thumb at Jack.
"Him," she replied. She took the rum bottle from Jack and took a swig.
"That's mine!" said Jack.
Jezebel held it out of Jack's reach.
"Yer gonna have to give me somethin' for it," she said.
"All right then," said Jack, he kissed her. Jezebel's outstretched arm came back, a shower of rum rained down on them accidentally.
Jenny giggled. Colin spoke up, his voice slurred.
"Hey Jenny, why don't we ever do that?" he asked.
Jenny hit him playfully on the arm.
Jack pulled away, catching a few rum drops on his tongue.
"Jezebel, uh," he spoke rather nervously. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the ring Barbossa had stolen seven years previously. Jezebel's eyes widened.
"I know that it didn't go as planned last time, so, I'll ask again... Will you marry me?"
Jezebel smiled. She nodded. Jenny gave both Jack and Jezebel a hug.
"This is for real this time, right?" Jenny asked.
Jack nodded.
"Drinks fer everybody!" he crowed.
Two hours later...
Jezebel snorted into her fifth bottle of rum.
"So...so I trick the Navy officer into thinkin' tha' Jack's dead, right? And then.. heh... Jack actually takes the earring back!" she said.
"Hey, I'm obsessed with treasure, lass, yeh know tha'," slurred Sparrow. He took another swig of rum. He suddenly jumped onto the table.
"Sixteen men on a dead man's chest! Yo ho ho and a bottl' a rum!" he sang.
Jezebel pulled him down by his pants.
"Yer causin' a bloody scene," she muttered. She and Jenny suddenly broke out in song.
"We are the champions!
We are the champions!
No time for losers
'Cause we are the champions!"
Jack chuckled. Jack and Jezebel stood on the table and began singing.
"We could be heroes
Forever and ever
We could be heroes
Forever and ever
We could be heroes..."
(Jack's solo)
"Just because I
Will always love ...)
(Back to duet)
"I can always love..."
Jack stopped. He suddenly kissed Jezebel. Jezebel moaned slightly. Jenny applauded, and so did everyone else who was in the pub. Both Sparrow and Wingweaver fell of the table and landed on the floor, laughing.
The sounds of a struggle suddenly stopped the applause. Colin had gotten in a fight with another pirate. Rum bottles were soon thrown, one hitting and knocking out, Jack. Jezebel dragged him out of the pub. She walked down the street a little and came across the door to the inn. Rain poured down in sheets. Jezebel slurred to the innkeeper.
"Can me and me mate 'ave a room?'
The innkeeper nodded.
"20 doubloons, Miss," he barked.
"I'll pay yeh later," Jezebel slurred, dragged the unconscious Jack into the room.
Jezebel dropped Jack onto the floor and collapsed onto the bed.
Ch. 3: Betrayal; The Faithful Bride
A/n: I'm enjoying myself. I understand that I have Jackie-Boy a bit out of line. (Isn't true, ladies, that men are too quick to assume? We all know it's true, boys.) Saliva owns the song 'Rest in Pieces'. My friend Jenny owns herself and her boyfriend Colin. This chapter has humor! This chapter is incredibly long and has quite a bit of singing in it. There is also a bit of a duet of the songs 'We Are The Champions' and 'We Can Be Heroes' and slew of others. The song 'Elephant Love Medley' from the Moulin Rouge soundtrack inspired this entire chapter. This whole story is really stupid, I'm just writing it for me own enjoyment.
Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean. If I did then Jack Sparrow would be my sex slave.
Jack glared at his fiancé. He remembered the night in the Faithful Bride, the local pub in Port Royale. He had caused himself pain by not allowing Jezebel to explain. Seven long years later, this same woman backstabbed Jack. He felt angry and betrayed. When these feelings are in combination, some odd things can be said and done.
"What can you do to win me back?!" Sparrow shouted. Jezebel saw his eyes. They looked hurt, angry and yet, they shone with confusion and sadness. Jack lowered his eyes. He turned away from Jezebel and Barbossa.
"There's nothing you can do, love. I'm leaving you at Port Royale. Once that happens, I never want to see you again, ever," he whispered.
Anamaria stepped foreword.
"Jack, for once in your life, hear her out! If you love her, hear her out!"
Jezebel was still on her knees, blood pounded in her head, she could feel Barbossa behind her. She spoke softly. The wind had died down some.
"Barbossa wants this ship back. He'll stop manipulating you now. I-I'm sorry. Jack, please forgive me. I love you," she whispered.
Jack turned around and helped her to her feet. He looked into her jade green eyes.
"Prove it,"
* Look at me
My depth perception must be off again
Cause this hurts deeper than I thought it did
It has not healed with time
It just shot down my spine...*
Jezebel returned his gaze. Her breathing was shallow and uneven. She said nothing, only putting her arms around Jack's neck and pulling him into a long French kiss. Anamaria smiled. Barbossa gave a whistle. Jack and Jezebel pulled away. Jack realized that Jezebel had not betrayed him. The kiss was passionate; no one lies if they french you! Jezebel cleared her throat.
"Excuse me for a minute," she said. She turned to Barbossa. A slight smile playing on her lips.
"My turn?'" growled Barbossa. Jezebel's smirk faded. She slapped him across the face, and took her sword away from him.
"I didn't deserve that," said Barbossa.
* You look so beautiful tonight
Remind me how you laid us down
And gently smiled
Before you destroyed my life
** Would you find it in your heart?
To make this go away?
And let me rest in pieces
Would you find it in your heart
To make this go away?
And let me rest in pieces
Would you find it in your heart
To make this go away?
And let me rest in pieces** *
Jezebel was slightly lost in thought.
"You what? I think you're right," she said.
Jack's eyes widened. Anamaria held him back, grinning from ear to ear; apparently, she knew where this was going. Jack struggled against Anamaria.
"Jeze-"
Wingweaver smiled slightly, before giving Barbossa a swift kick in the nuts.
Anamaria applauded her.
"Wildcat Wingweaver strikes again!" she crowed.
Jack smiled slightly. He watched Jezebel put a hand to her stomach. Blood soaked through the bandana.
"Jack, we've hit Port Royale! Should we dock?" came Gibbs's voice from above.
Jack nodded, not taking his eyes off Jezebel.
"Aye, no pillagin', no raidin' no nothin'. We're on holiday," he replied.
"Holiday?" repeated Gibbs.
"What's the feast day, then?"
"We ain't celebratin' any saint's day, Gibbs. Jezebel's hurt, I'm taking her to a doctor,"
"No," said Jezebel in a fearful voice.
Jack looked at her confused.
"No? Jezebel, you can barely stand. Yer gettin' help,"
Jezebel spoke through clenched teeth as the anchor was lowered.
"The Navy will skin us alive! Are you mad?!" she hissed.
Jack grinned.
"Madly in love, if that's what you mean,"
Jezebel rolled her eyes.
"Do NOT get cute with me right now."
* Look at me
My depth perception must be off again
You got much closer than I thought you did
I'm in your reach
You held me in your hands
** But could you find it in your heart
To make this go away?
And let me rest in pieces
But could you find it in your heart
To make this go away?
And let me rest in pieces
But could you find it in your heart
To make this go away?
And let me rest in pieces
But could you find it in your heart
To make this go away?
And let me rest in pieces** *
"Ah, c'mon Jezey, lighten up,"
Jezebel froze at the name. Jack smiled apologetically.
"Jack, you 'aven't called me tha' for years. The last time you did, it was when you-"
"Proposed," finished Jack.
"I know," he lifted her off her feet, smiling.
"Let's get a room at the inn. I'll find the doctor," he continued.
Jezebel sighed.
"Why don't we stop by the Faithful Bride for a drink or two, first? The Navy's probably forgotten all-" she stopped in mid-sentence.
"That's it! I know how to get the Navy off our backs!"
Jack looked confused.
"How?"
"Give me yer earring, the right one," said Wingweaver.
Sparrow did as was asked of him. He handed a small gold hoop to Jezebel.
"What are yeh going to do?" asked Jack.
Jezebel pulled out a leather pouch from under her shirt. It hung on a leather cord around her neck. Wingweaver opened it and pulled out a human ear. Jezebel placed it next to Jack's right ear. It was a perfect match. Jack looked repulsed.
"That's disgusting!" he said.
Jezebel grinned.
"Well, Jack Sparrow, once the Navy sees me with this, you'll be considered dead and a free man," she said, putting the earring on the piece of flesh.
"Hide near the entrance to the Faithful Bride, Leave me, I think I'll be able ter stand then,"
Jack nodded.
"Right, first we need to tie up Barbossa," said Jack, turning to Barbossa.
"Where'd he go?"
Gibbs sighed.
"Barbossa escaped the ship while's you was talkin', Cap'n,"
"Damn! He could be onto us,"
Jezebel looked suddenly frantic.
"Put me down! Jack, Naval officers are comin' over here. Hide!"
Jack set Jezebel down and dove into a large empty barrel. An officer approached Jezebel. Jack watched from a hole in the side of barrel.
"Wildcat Wingweaver, we meet again. Did you kill Jack Sparrow?" he asked.
Jezebel gave a sinister smile.
"Aye, that I did," she said, placing the ear in the officer's hand. The officer recoiled.
"Agh... That's proof enough. You can have that back," he said, smiling politely, handing the ear back to Jezebel.
"Thanks very much, mate," said Jezebel.
The officer turned to his men.
"You heard the lady, Sparrow is dead! Move out,"
Jezebel jerked her head once the soldiers left. Jack stepped out of the barrel.
"Yeh want yer earrin' back?" Jezebel asked.
"Thanks, said Jack, placing the hoop back in his ear.
"Barbossa must've tipped the navy off," said Gibbs.
"Nah, he ain't that stupid," said Jezebel.
"If he could get an entire crew to mutiny against Jack ... maybe he did tip them off," she continued.
"But how?" asked Sparrow.
"The moonlight's c'mon out, they'd notice him,"
Jezebel shook her head.
"Let's just hit the pub, I need a drink," said Jezebel.
Jack lifted her off her feet again.
"Okay, let's go," he said.
"You need to stop spoiling me," Jezebel said, grinning.
"I wouldn't call it 'spoiling', Jezey," replied Jack, kicking open the door to the Faithful Bride. The large group of people who were in the pub all looked shocked.
"Sparrow, my God, you got back together with Hellcat ?"
Two people applauded. One of them was obviously drunk.
"WHOO! Sparrow and Wingweaver, it's been a while," said the drunk.
A young woman pushed the drunk out of the way.
"Wildcat Wingweaver returns. Never thought I'd see you and Captain Jack Sparrow together again," she said.
"Well, if it isn't Jaguar Jenny and Chaos Colin," said Jezebel, flinching a Jack set her on a chair. Jack grabbed a bottle of rum and took a swig.
"What are you two doin' 'ere?" asked Jack, rather irritably.
"We just came fer a drink, Jack, what, yer bandana too tight or somethin'?" slurred Colin.
"I don't have it, Jezebel does, savvy?" snapped Jack.
"Jack, play nice or I'll send you back to the ship," said Jezebel playfully.
Jack smiled behind the rum bottle.
"Why do you have Jack's bandana anyway?" asked Jenny.
Jezebel sighed, she untied it to reveal the bloody wound. Jenny flinched.
"Ooh, how'd that happen?"
Jezebel pointed a thumb at Jack.
"Him," she replied. She took the rum bottle from Jack and took a swig.
"That's mine!" said Jack.
Jezebel held it out of Jack's reach.
"Yer gonna have to give me somethin' for it," she said.
"All right then," said Jack, he kissed her. Jezebel's outstretched arm came back, a shower of rum rained down on them accidentally.
Jenny giggled. Colin spoke up, his voice slurred.
"Hey Jenny, why don't we ever do that?" he asked.
Jenny hit him playfully on the arm.
Jack pulled away, catching a few rum drops on his tongue.
"Jezebel, uh," he spoke rather nervously. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the ring Barbossa had stolen seven years previously. Jezebel's eyes widened.
"I know that it didn't go as planned last time, so, I'll ask again... Will you marry me?"
Jezebel smiled. She nodded. Jenny gave both Jack and Jezebel a hug.
"This is for real this time, right?" Jenny asked.
Jack nodded.
"Drinks fer everybody!" he crowed.
Two hours later...
Jezebel snorted into her fifth bottle of rum.
"So...so I trick the Navy officer into thinkin' tha' Jack's dead, right? And then.. heh... Jack actually takes the earring back!" she said.
"Hey, I'm obsessed with treasure, lass, yeh know tha'," slurred Sparrow. He took another swig of rum. He suddenly jumped onto the table.
"Sixteen men on a dead man's chest! Yo ho ho and a bottl' a rum!" he sang.
Jezebel pulled him down by his pants.
"Yer causin' a bloody scene," she muttered. She and Jenny suddenly broke out in song.
"We are the champions!
We are the champions!
No time for losers
'Cause we are the champions!"
Jack chuckled. Jack and Jezebel stood on the table and began singing.
"We could be heroes
Forever and ever
We could be heroes
Forever and ever
We could be heroes..."
(Jack's solo)
"Just because I
Will always love ...)
(Back to duet)
"I can always love..."
Jack stopped. He suddenly kissed Jezebel. Jezebel moaned slightly. Jenny applauded, and so did everyone else who was in the pub. Both Sparrow and Wingweaver fell of the table and landed on the floor, laughing.
The sounds of a struggle suddenly stopped the applause. Colin had gotten in a fight with another pirate. Rum bottles were soon thrown, one hitting and knocking out, Jack. Jezebel dragged him out of the pub. She walked down the street a little and came across the door to the inn. Rain poured down in sheets. Jezebel slurred to the innkeeper.
"Can me and me mate 'ave a room?'
The innkeeper nodded.
"20 doubloons, Miss," he barked.
"I'll pay yeh later," Jezebel slurred, dragged the unconscious Jack into the room.
Jezebel dropped Jack onto the floor and collapsed onto the bed.
