*Just like everyone to know that I actually got to see the movie today (it
rocks), so I should actually be able to write a little faster. I also
realized I kinda goofed up with Will's father. Guess I'll have to fix that
one. (
Chapter Three-The Black Pearl
Catherine and Elizabeth Swann were the very last people to leave the courtroom after the trial was over and Jack Sparrow had been escorted back to his prison cell. Catherine still seemed to be in some weird, entranced state of shock, but Elizabeth did not want to try and talk to her in the presence of Mrs. Croft. When they were back at home in their room, alone, she started to stir Catherine.
"Cate, are you alright?"
"What? Oh, yes. I'm fine."
"You seemed pretty taken with that pirate today, are you sure you're going to be alright?"
"What, taken with the pirate? No, I mean, he was quite handsome, but he's just a pirate. They're not even decent people, why would I care what happened to him, I just saw him once today."
"But Cate."
"No, I'm fine. Really. Did you see Will making all those faces at you today? It's a good thing his father wasn't there." Catherine seemed to be her usual self again, running around trying to think of ways to annoy her father while also trying to break out of her contained life. To Elizabeth, though, she was still just a little different. That gleam in her eyes was still there, and didn't go away all that day.
That night as the Swann girls were preparing for sleep in their room in the Governor's Mansion, Will Turner had just returned from making arrangements for his father, whom he had found dead upon his return from the trial. It was very strange for Old Turner to have died that day, suddenly, when he had been quite healthy and showed no signs of illness. Will though it must have been heat stroke, as his father worked during the day in the blazing Jamaica heat in long sleeves rolled all the way down. Will had often wondered why his father never rolled up his sleeves, it would have relieved much of the heat exhaustion he suffered. In fact, now that he thought about it, Will had never seen his father's arms, they were always covered. Will had never gotten to know his father very well. A handsome, thin, dark haired man of twenty four, Will was quiet and never acted out of place. His father had only been in his life for a year or two when he left Port Royal leaving a fifteen year old Will with no explanation of where he was going or why. He had only been back for a year before the trial, and as Will was the one who did the most extensive work in the armory he never had much of a chance to really get to know his father, and now he never would. Confused at the day's events, Will began to do what he always did to get his mind off things; he went to work.
At the same time Will was hammering away in the armory and the Swann girls laid down in their beds, Jack Sparrow was sitting awake in his cell listening to the three pirates imprisoned next to him trying to think of ways to get out. They were all extremely stupid, so Jack sat in the corner of his cell with his hat down over his eyes pretending to be asleep to avoid conversation. Just then, a strange wind blew through Port Royal. The girl's lamps blew out, sparks blew off of Will's hammer, and the stream of moonlight coming in through the roof of Jack's cell was obscured by a thick fog settling over the town. As all four sat up in wonder, a loud explosion shattered the silence of the night.
"Cannon fire!! Pirate attack!!" came the cries from the fort, as a dreadful ship with black sails fired over and over again into the town. People were running through the streets trying to escape from the line of fire as buildings were one by one destroyed, when all of the sudden a mob of vicious pirates streamed into Port Royal, killing everyone they met. Amid the screams and blasts from the cannon, Will grabbed a sword, two knives, and an axe off his work table and ran into the streets. A cannon ball blasted through the prison wall creating an opening for Jack's cell mates who naturally left him with a "Bad luck, mate," and ran off into the night. Catherine and Elizabeth ran to their window only to see the city in flames and a large group of pirates running towards the mansion. Catherine ran to wake their maid and tell the servants she could find to get out, while Elizabeth ran towards the front door where a loud booming knock was heard. As she reached the top of the stairs, the butler reached for the door.
"No!! Don't open it!!" Elizabeth cried, but she was too late. The door opened and the butler was shot in the face by a hideous pirate. She gasped and the band of ruffians looked up towards her. Afraid for her life, she ran through the upper hallways looking for Catherine, but she could not find her anywhere. Elizabeth ran back to their room and as she did heard the pirates on the landing outside. As they forced her door open, she ran into the next room, tried to barricade the door as quickly as possible, and ran into a closet, trying not to breathe. The next moment, they were in the room.
"Come out, poppet, you can't 'ide, ye know. The gold calls to us."
Gold? Elizabeth racked her mind as to what gold they could possibly be talking about. Suddenly, she reached for the medallion hanging about her neck. She had found it in the armory when she was a little girl and had kept it for many years, never knowing what it was. As she was wondering what they could possibly want with it, the light from the crack of the door disappeared.
"Hello, poppet." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Catherine, having rushed all the servants she could find out of the house and into the trees behind the mansion, turned around realizing her sister was not there.
"Elizabeth!! Tess!! Where are you!?! Elizabeth!!!" Grasping the fact that her little sister was nowhere near, she turned and ran back to the house just in time to see the band of pirates dragging Elizabeth out into the night.
"Tess!! NO!!"
Will, fighting off as many of the pirates as he could as he ran through the streets of Port Royal, heard a familiar voice cry behind him. He spun around to see Elizabeth being hauled down the road to the harbor.
"Elizabeth!" he cried, making to run after her, but just that moment something bashed him in the head and he fell to the ground unconscious. Back in the prison, two of the murderous band walked in, apparently searching for the armory, and seeing Jack, stopped.
"Well well, if it isn't Cap'n Jack Sparrow. Last time I saw ye you were screaming at the back o' the ship as we sailed away. Looks like yer situation ain't improved much." At this the two pirates cackled and Jack made a smart remark in retort. The pirate who had spoken reached into the cell to choke Jack, and his hand fell into the now returned thin stream of moonlight which showed his arm to be that of a decaying corpse.
"That's in'tresting. I suppose there really is a curse, then?" said Jack as he stared at the bony hand in front of him. The two pirates gave him a menacing look and walked out. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Elizabeth soon found herself aboard a foreboding ship filled with pirates. After being hassled by several of them, the captain, a frightening looking man with sickly blue eyes, a scraggly yellow beard, a massive hat and a monkey on his shoulder emerged from his cabin.
"An' who might this pretty lass be?" he said in a voice that sent a shiver down Elizabeth's spine.
"Don' know Captain, but she 'as the gold piece an' she demanded right of parlay."
"Did she now?" The captain drew closer to his prey. "An' what might the lady wish to say to Captain Barbossa?"
"I have come to negotiate terms to end the violence on Port Royal."
"Sorry lass, but ye are in no fit state to bargain."
"Oh really," said Elizabeth as she pulled the medallion off her neck and dangled it over the side of the ship. "Then I suppose you don't need this."
"Alright lass, giv'ee the gold, and we shall sail out of Port Royal and leave ye un 'armed." Elizabeth handed over the medallion, being at least partially satisfied with the terms and really having no other choice. "What might yer name be?" Barbossa asked as he turned over the gold in his hand.
"Elizabeth." she hesitated, not wanting Barbossa to know he had captured the governor's daughter. "Elizabeth Turner." At this the pirates gave each other curious looks.
"Alright men, make ready to set sail," Barbossa yelled out to his crew.
"What!?!" cried Elizabeth. "You've got to take me back to port; it was part of the bargain! What about the pirate's code!?!"
"Well ye see, I never told ye I would let ye go, only that I would leave ye un'armed. An' the code is not as binding as some would think. Get used to it, lass, ye'll be sailing with us for a long while. Welcome to the Black Pearl."
Chapter Three-The Black Pearl
Catherine and Elizabeth Swann were the very last people to leave the courtroom after the trial was over and Jack Sparrow had been escorted back to his prison cell. Catherine still seemed to be in some weird, entranced state of shock, but Elizabeth did not want to try and talk to her in the presence of Mrs. Croft. When they were back at home in their room, alone, she started to stir Catherine.
"Cate, are you alright?"
"What? Oh, yes. I'm fine."
"You seemed pretty taken with that pirate today, are you sure you're going to be alright?"
"What, taken with the pirate? No, I mean, he was quite handsome, but he's just a pirate. They're not even decent people, why would I care what happened to him, I just saw him once today."
"But Cate."
"No, I'm fine. Really. Did you see Will making all those faces at you today? It's a good thing his father wasn't there." Catherine seemed to be her usual self again, running around trying to think of ways to annoy her father while also trying to break out of her contained life. To Elizabeth, though, she was still just a little different. That gleam in her eyes was still there, and didn't go away all that day.
That night as the Swann girls were preparing for sleep in their room in the Governor's Mansion, Will Turner had just returned from making arrangements for his father, whom he had found dead upon his return from the trial. It was very strange for Old Turner to have died that day, suddenly, when he had been quite healthy and showed no signs of illness. Will though it must have been heat stroke, as his father worked during the day in the blazing Jamaica heat in long sleeves rolled all the way down. Will had often wondered why his father never rolled up his sleeves, it would have relieved much of the heat exhaustion he suffered. In fact, now that he thought about it, Will had never seen his father's arms, they were always covered. Will had never gotten to know his father very well. A handsome, thin, dark haired man of twenty four, Will was quiet and never acted out of place. His father had only been in his life for a year or two when he left Port Royal leaving a fifteen year old Will with no explanation of where he was going or why. He had only been back for a year before the trial, and as Will was the one who did the most extensive work in the armory he never had much of a chance to really get to know his father, and now he never would. Confused at the day's events, Will began to do what he always did to get his mind off things; he went to work.
At the same time Will was hammering away in the armory and the Swann girls laid down in their beds, Jack Sparrow was sitting awake in his cell listening to the three pirates imprisoned next to him trying to think of ways to get out. They were all extremely stupid, so Jack sat in the corner of his cell with his hat down over his eyes pretending to be asleep to avoid conversation. Just then, a strange wind blew through Port Royal. The girl's lamps blew out, sparks blew off of Will's hammer, and the stream of moonlight coming in through the roof of Jack's cell was obscured by a thick fog settling over the town. As all four sat up in wonder, a loud explosion shattered the silence of the night.
"Cannon fire!! Pirate attack!!" came the cries from the fort, as a dreadful ship with black sails fired over and over again into the town. People were running through the streets trying to escape from the line of fire as buildings were one by one destroyed, when all of the sudden a mob of vicious pirates streamed into Port Royal, killing everyone they met. Amid the screams and blasts from the cannon, Will grabbed a sword, two knives, and an axe off his work table and ran into the streets. A cannon ball blasted through the prison wall creating an opening for Jack's cell mates who naturally left him with a "Bad luck, mate," and ran off into the night. Catherine and Elizabeth ran to their window only to see the city in flames and a large group of pirates running towards the mansion. Catherine ran to wake their maid and tell the servants she could find to get out, while Elizabeth ran towards the front door where a loud booming knock was heard. As she reached the top of the stairs, the butler reached for the door.
"No!! Don't open it!!" Elizabeth cried, but she was too late. The door opened and the butler was shot in the face by a hideous pirate. She gasped and the band of ruffians looked up towards her. Afraid for her life, she ran through the upper hallways looking for Catherine, but she could not find her anywhere. Elizabeth ran back to their room and as she did heard the pirates on the landing outside. As they forced her door open, she ran into the next room, tried to barricade the door as quickly as possible, and ran into a closet, trying not to breathe. The next moment, they were in the room.
"Come out, poppet, you can't 'ide, ye know. The gold calls to us."
Gold? Elizabeth racked her mind as to what gold they could possibly be talking about. Suddenly, she reached for the medallion hanging about her neck. She had found it in the armory when she was a little girl and had kept it for many years, never knowing what it was. As she was wondering what they could possibly want with it, the light from the crack of the door disappeared.
"Hello, poppet." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Catherine, having rushed all the servants she could find out of the house and into the trees behind the mansion, turned around realizing her sister was not there.
"Elizabeth!! Tess!! Where are you!?! Elizabeth!!!" Grasping the fact that her little sister was nowhere near, she turned and ran back to the house just in time to see the band of pirates dragging Elizabeth out into the night.
"Tess!! NO!!"
Will, fighting off as many of the pirates as he could as he ran through the streets of Port Royal, heard a familiar voice cry behind him. He spun around to see Elizabeth being hauled down the road to the harbor.
"Elizabeth!" he cried, making to run after her, but just that moment something bashed him in the head and he fell to the ground unconscious. Back in the prison, two of the murderous band walked in, apparently searching for the armory, and seeing Jack, stopped.
"Well well, if it isn't Cap'n Jack Sparrow. Last time I saw ye you were screaming at the back o' the ship as we sailed away. Looks like yer situation ain't improved much." At this the two pirates cackled and Jack made a smart remark in retort. The pirate who had spoken reached into the cell to choke Jack, and his hand fell into the now returned thin stream of moonlight which showed his arm to be that of a decaying corpse.
"That's in'tresting. I suppose there really is a curse, then?" said Jack as he stared at the bony hand in front of him. The two pirates gave him a menacing look and walked out. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Elizabeth soon found herself aboard a foreboding ship filled with pirates. After being hassled by several of them, the captain, a frightening looking man with sickly blue eyes, a scraggly yellow beard, a massive hat and a monkey on his shoulder emerged from his cabin.
"An' who might this pretty lass be?" he said in a voice that sent a shiver down Elizabeth's spine.
"Don' know Captain, but she 'as the gold piece an' she demanded right of parlay."
"Did she now?" The captain drew closer to his prey. "An' what might the lady wish to say to Captain Barbossa?"
"I have come to negotiate terms to end the violence on Port Royal."
"Sorry lass, but ye are in no fit state to bargain."
"Oh really," said Elizabeth as she pulled the medallion off her neck and dangled it over the side of the ship. "Then I suppose you don't need this."
"Alright lass, giv'ee the gold, and we shall sail out of Port Royal and leave ye un 'armed." Elizabeth handed over the medallion, being at least partially satisfied with the terms and really having no other choice. "What might yer name be?" Barbossa asked as he turned over the gold in his hand.
"Elizabeth." she hesitated, not wanting Barbossa to know he had captured the governor's daughter. "Elizabeth Turner." At this the pirates gave each other curious looks.
"Alright men, make ready to set sail," Barbossa yelled out to his crew.
"What!?!" cried Elizabeth. "You've got to take me back to port; it was part of the bargain! What about the pirate's code!?!"
"Well ye see, I never told ye I would let ye go, only that I would leave ye un'armed. An' the code is not as binding as some would think. Get used to it, lass, ye'll be sailing with us for a long while. Welcome to the Black Pearl."