CHAPTER 5- Chasing the Buckler
"Lil miss, if you don't mind me asking, do you have any idea as to how we could get to Isla de Muerta?" One of the shipmates asked hesitantly.
"You mean you didn't know that my father had a compass that pointed right to the island?" Christa smiled. "Well, lemme go get it then." She hurried off in the direction of the Captain's quarters.
"She's something else, huh." James sighed. She was definitely going to get him into so much trouble. His mother would skin him alive when he returned home. That is if he returned home.
Christa then hurried out of the cabin and walked to the wheel. Usually her mother steered when her father was away, but she couldn't now. And she was going to make sure the people who did this weren't getting away unscathed.
Billy turned to her, "Well, since the Cap'n and his mate won't be here for awhile, one of them sadly never, you are now the acting captain of this ship."
"That won't be necessary. My father will return, I can promise you that." She said determinedly.
Billy only shook his head. "But that still has nothing to do with not. We need a leader and you're the next in line."
"I can't captain this ship!" Christa said. "I'm only fourteen!"
"It doesn't matter, we need you now. The whole crew is counting on you. You know about Captain Jack's ways better than any of us and can take us to him. You have to help us." Billy pleaded.
She looked at James for some support but only received a shrug. "They're right I guess. You are the next in line to captain the Black Pearl. They need you and you should help them. It's the right way. Your father would want it."
"But he wouldn't want me to rush off after him to try and save him." She muttered. "Oh, alright." She sighed. "I guess I can lead you guys for the time being, but once my father's back, he leads you got it?"
"That's all we can ask for miss." Billy thanked her.
She shook her head as she took the wheel. 'I know I'm gonna regret this,' she thought miserably.
*
"Okay, so you've successfully turned us into these hideous creatures, now what are you gonna do?" Captain Jack Sparrow asked irritably.
Henry grinned. "You'd like to know wouldn't you? Well, we're gonna take the Black Pearl out of your possession, that's what we're gonna do."
"You wouldn't!" Jack cried. He knew that his daughter had to be on the ship, it's where she would go once she found out about his capture, which had to be long ago.
"You wouldn't!" Henry mocked him. "I would, and I will." He turned to his crew. "We head for Port Royal!" The crew immediately released the sails and the Buckler began to move. "Soon your precious ship will be mine and there's nothing you can do about it." He snarled.
When Mad Henry left them, Will turned to Jack. "Your daughter will be on the Pearl won't she?" Jack slowly nodded. "Then she would have convinced James to come with? That is if he's still alive." Will's face was cast in shadow.
"I'm afraid so. But James isn't dead. I saw him leave the ship with Christa, but he is injured. The First Mate made sure of that. I arrived just in time to save the two of them then tell them to get back to the smith's shop."
"So he's alive?" Will's face seemed to brighten a bit. "But he still would be on the Pearl? How would you know?"
"Well, let's just say if he's anything like you, he'd be with her and heading this way."
"Then he's on his way. He's always wanted to be like me and do the things I did. He's fascinated my father was a pirate and that I'm a half-blood, which in his turn makes him a quarter-blood."
Jack faced Will sharply, "That's it!" he cried. "That' how we can break this curse!"
"What do you mean?" Will was obviously puzzled. All he had done was mention that his son was a quarter-blood. then it hit him.
Jack saw the change in Will's face and nodded, "His blood will break the curse, as yours did before. In order to return us to our normal state, we need his blood."
"But I don't know how we're going to get him to Isla de Muerta and gather all the coins to break it. How will he know? I didn't tell him much about the curse because I didn't want him to go off on an adventure and get himself killed." Will hung his head miserably.
"It's okay. I told Christa everything, and if anyone could figure out this mess, she can." Jack said confidently.
"Chatter boxes are we?" Henry asked with his annoying smile on his face. "We don't want you two to plan an escape now do we?" From the look on their faces, Henry laughed. "You will know the meaning of true fear soon enough my friends."
*
"Are we almost there yet?" James asked for what seemed to be the millionth time.
"We're really close." Christa said. "Just keep your hat on."
James frowned, "But I'm not wearing a hat."
She rolled her eyes. This guy couldn't even take a joke. This had indeed been a long trip, one that she didn't plan on repeating. "Never mind." James walked back and forth behind her, obviously very impatient. 'Like his father,' she realized. From what her own father had told her, Will was also impatient, especially when Jack and he were on their own adventure and trying to save Elizabeth Swan. She thought for a moment about her father's greatest adventure. Thinking everything through carefully, her mind rested on the curse. She remembered how it was Will's blood that had lifted it, the blood of a half pirate.
Billy's words jerked her out of her thoughts and brought her back to the present time and away from the past. She blinked. "What is it?"
Billy pointed to the starboard side of the ship, "There, that's an island. Is it Isla de Muerta?"
She looked at her father's compass that never pointed north. She glanced back up then looked down again. "Yeah, I believe it is."
Billy turned to the crew. "Land ho!" he shouted. "Everyone-"
He stopped when Christa held up her hand. "I believe that I am the Captain, I can order this crew." Billy smiled and nodded.
"Very well Captain Sparrow. You may proceed."
She stood up on the railing of the upper deck and put her hands on her hips. "Alright, all hands on deck!" She called. "This is Isla de Muerta and with any luck, Jack Sparrow will be her with his friend Mr. Turner! They will be accompanied by pirates affected by the Curse of the Aztec gold, and I hope you know the stories well. Especially after our last truffle with Mad Henry Baldwin's crew. Now! Lower the sails!" And with that she jumped down and grabbed a rope and began to assist her fellow mates.
James saw what she was doing and followed her lead. He ended up right next to her pulling down the mast. "So, our fathers should be here?"
Christa nodded, "They should, unless we read their actions wrong."
A/N- Sorry it took me so long to update, I had a major writers block and I couldn't think of anything to add to this story. I hope you liked it! And to Leif the semi-Intelligent Duck- I'm glad you decided to tell me your exact thoughts and I'm sorry to tell you that if I had even tried to get the pirate accent, I would have failed miserably. Sorry.
"Lil miss, if you don't mind me asking, do you have any idea as to how we could get to Isla de Muerta?" One of the shipmates asked hesitantly.
"You mean you didn't know that my father had a compass that pointed right to the island?" Christa smiled. "Well, lemme go get it then." She hurried off in the direction of the Captain's quarters.
"She's something else, huh." James sighed. She was definitely going to get him into so much trouble. His mother would skin him alive when he returned home. That is if he returned home.
Christa then hurried out of the cabin and walked to the wheel. Usually her mother steered when her father was away, but she couldn't now. And she was going to make sure the people who did this weren't getting away unscathed.
Billy turned to her, "Well, since the Cap'n and his mate won't be here for awhile, one of them sadly never, you are now the acting captain of this ship."
"That won't be necessary. My father will return, I can promise you that." She said determinedly.
Billy only shook his head. "But that still has nothing to do with not. We need a leader and you're the next in line."
"I can't captain this ship!" Christa said. "I'm only fourteen!"
"It doesn't matter, we need you now. The whole crew is counting on you. You know about Captain Jack's ways better than any of us and can take us to him. You have to help us." Billy pleaded.
She looked at James for some support but only received a shrug. "They're right I guess. You are the next in line to captain the Black Pearl. They need you and you should help them. It's the right way. Your father would want it."
"But he wouldn't want me to rush off after him to try and save him." She muttered. "Oh, alright." She sighed. "I guess I can lead you guys for the time being, but once my father's back, he leads you got it?"
"That's all we can ask for miss." Billy thanked her.
She shook her head as she took the wheel. 'I know I'm gonna regret this,' she thought miserably.
*
"Okay, so you've successfully turned us into these hideous creatures, now what are you gonna do?" Captain Jack Sparrow asked irritably.
Henry grinned. "You'd like to know wouldn't you? Well, we're gonna take the Black Pearl out of your possession, that's what we're gonna do."
"You wouldn't!" Jack cried. He knew that his daughter had to be on the ship, it's where she would go once she found out about his capture, which had to be long ago.
"You wouldn't!" Henry mocked him. "I would, and I will." He turned to his crew. "We head for Port Royal!" The crew immediately released the sails and the Buckler began to move. "Soon your precious ship will be mine and there's nothing you can do about it." He snarled.
When Mad Henry left them, Will turned to Jack. "Your daughter will be on the Pearl won't she?" Jack slowly nodded. "Then she would have convinced James to come with? That is if he's still alive." Will's face was cast in shadow.
"I'm afraid so. But James isn't dead. I saw him leave the ship with Christa, but he is injured. The First Mate made sure of that. I arrived just in time to save the two of them then tell them to get back to the smith's shop."
"So he's alive?" Will's face seemed to brighten a bit. "But he still would be on the Pearl? How would you know?"
"Well, let's just say if he's anything like you, he'd be with her and heading this way."
"Then he's on his way. He's always wanted to be like me and do the things I did. He's fascinated my father was a pirate and that I'm a half-blood, which in his turn makes him a quarter-blood."
Jack faced Will sharply, "That's it!" he cried. "That' how we can break this curse!"
"What do you mean?" Will was obviously puzzled. All he had done was mention that his son was a quarter-blood. then it hit him.
Jack saw the change in Will's face and nodded, "His blood will break the curse, as yours did before. In order to return us to our normal state, we need his blood."
"But I don't know how we're going to get him to Isla de Muerta and gather all the coins to break it. How will he know? I didn't tell him much about the curse because I didn't want him to go off on an adventure and get himself killed." Will hung his head miserably.
"It's okay. I told Christa everything, and if anyone could figure out this mess, she can." Jack said confidently.
"Chatter boxes are we?" Henry asked with his annoying smile on his face. "We don't want you two to plan an escape now do we?" From the look on their faces, Henry laughed. "You will know the meaning of true fear soon enough my friends."
*
"Are we almost there yet?" James asked for what seemed to be the millionth time.
"We're really close." Christa said. "Just keep your hat on."
James frowned, "But I'm not wearing a hat."
She rolled her eyes. This guy couldn't even take a joke. This had indeed been a long trip, one that she didn't plan on repeating. "Never mind." James walked back and forth behind her, obviously very impatient. 'Like his father,' she realized. From what her own father had told her, Will was also impatient, especially when Jack and he were on their own adventure and trying to save Elizabeth Swan. She thought for a moment about her father's greatest adventure. Thinking everything through carefully, her mind rested on the curse. She remembered how it was Will's blood that had lifted it, the blood of a half pirate.
Billy's words jerked her out of her thoughts and brought her back to the present time and away from the past. She blinked. "What is it?"
Billy pointed to the starboard side of the ship, "There, that's an island. Is it Isla de Muerta?"
She looked at her father's compass that never pointed north. She glanced back up then looked down again. "Yeah, I believe it is."
Billy turned to the crew. "Land ho!" he shouted. "Everyone-"
He stopped when Christa held up her hand. "I believe that I am the Captain, I can order this crew." Billy smiled and nodded.
"Very well Captain Sparrow. You may proceed."
She stood up on the railing of the upper deck and put her hands on her hips. "Alright, all hands on deck!" She called. "This is Isla de Muerta and with any luck, Jack Sparrow will be her with his friend Mr. Turner! They will be accompanied by pirates affected by the Curse of the Aztec gold, and I hope you know the stories well. Especially after our last truffle with Mad Henry Baldwin's crew. Now! Lower the sails!" And with that she jumped down and grabbed a rope and began to assist her fellow mates.
James saw what she was doing and followed her lead. He ended up right next to her pulling down the mast. "So, our fathers should be here?"
Christa nodded, "They should, unless we read their actions wrong."
A/N- Sorry it took me so long to update, I had a major writers block and I couldn't think of anything to add to this story. I hope you liked it! And to Leif the semi-Intelligent Duck- I'm glad you decided to tell me your exact thoughts and I'm sorry to tell you that if I had even tried to get the pirate accent, I would have failed miserably. Sorry.