Jack's Wish
By: Chatlunatique
Jack's head whipped 'round as he heard a loud muffle from Will's direction.
"Shit." He whispered to himself.
"What was that Mr. Sparrow? Didn't quite catch it." Jack looked to Barbosa, his questioner.
"Nothing! Nothing at all!" Jack stared back at Will, at the men holding him. Barbosa had put the two sickest fucks on him. Will struggled against his captors with his eyes wide in terror. Jack studied him for another minute. From what he could see Will looked unharmed, but then Jack could only see the front of him. He didn't want to imagine what they could be doing to the back of him. No way of knowing or seeing with Barbosa leering at him either. Jack looked at the two men holding him. He grinned cordially at them, and the surlier of the two grinned back and ran a finger down Will's soft face. Will thrashed and tried to pull away from the harsh touch. His eyes pleaded with Jack's, imagining his fate. Jack pulled his lips over his teeth and sneered at the men. He turned to Barbosa, away from the peals of laughter from the two pirates holding Will.
"Worried about your boy Sparrow?" Barbosa asked.
"Not at all, not at all. He's of no concern to me. Just, well...my dear Captain, I did however notice you seem to have placed two particularly gross specimens of your crew in charge of holding him." Barbosa looked to his men, seizing them up, then turned back to Jack.
"Though I do see what you mean, Sparrow, I fail to see your point." Barbosa spat as an evil grin spread across his face.
"It's Captain Sparrow! And Captain Barbosa, please, just hear me out. I know you're going to tip me off onto my own little island again, so the whelp is really no matter to me, I won't be seeing him." Jack glanced to Will, who glared at him fiercely and began to struggle.
"Sparrow you are wasting our time!" Barbosa yelled, his temper clearly rising.
"Well, Barbosa, perhaps then you could do me the small favour of not leaving the whelp alone with any revolting members of your crew. Thas' all I'm asking. Just throw him in a cell, leave him alone, cut him open and be done with it." Begged Jack.
"Why Jack, your concern for Mr. Turner here is touching. I will grant your wish, and show Mr. Turner the, how do you say, hospitality, we can offer here on the Pearl." Many of the crew snickered at his words, some outright laughed. "I will swear to you that Will will never be alone with any member of my crew. I think I do not need to say that he would be completely safe, and all promises would be kept if he were with more than one member of my crew."
Jack's eyes widened, comprehension dawning on his face. He lunged for Barbosa and swiftly felt two arms lifting him backwards off his feet. The crew laughed maniacally as they pulled him to the edge of the ship and onto the plank. He was given his pistol, well, his pistol was thrown into the water. Before he jumped after it he looked to Will, and the man on Will's right looked at Jack. He ran his dirty hand through Will's perfect hair and grabbed a handful, pulling back sharply on Will's head. Will's sharp intake of breath let Jack know that he would not be able to handle pain much greater than that, and Jack watched in horror as the pirate proceeded to run his tongue down Will's neck. Jack was slowly noticing the some thirty swords no more than a foot from his chest. Will gave a muffle, a terrified glare, and his eyes widened as Jack was forced to jump from The Black Pearl.
Jack's head whipped 'round as he heard a loud muffle from Will's direction.
"Shit." He whispered to himself.
"What was that Mr. Sparrow? Didn't quite catch it." Jack looked to Barbosa, his questioner.
"Nothing! Nothing at all!" Jack stared back at Will, at the men holding him. Barbosa had put the two sickest fucks on him. Will struggled against his captors with his eyes wide in terror. Jack studied him for another minute. From what he could see Will looked unharmed, but then Jack could only see the front of him. He didn't want to imagine what they could be doing to the back of him. No way of knowing or seeing with Barbosa leering at him either. Jack looked at the two men holding him. He grinned cordially at them, and the surlier of the two grinned back and ran a finger down Will's soft face. Will thrashed and tried to pull away from the harsh touch. His eyes pleaded with Jack's, imagining his fate. Jack pulled his lips over his teeth and sneered at the men. He turned to Barbosa, away from the peals of laughter from the two pirates holding Will.
"Worried about your boy Sparrow?" Barbosa asked.
"Not at all, not at all. He's of no concern to me. Just, well...my dear Captain, I did however notice you seem to have placed two particularly gross specimens of your crew in charge of holding him." Barbosa looked to his men, seizing them up, then turned back to Jack.
"Though I do see what you mean, Sparrow, I fail to see your point." Barbosa spat as an evil grin spread across his face.
"It's Captain Sparrow! And Captain Barbosa, please, just hear me out. I know you're going to tip me off onto my own little island again, so the whelp is really no matter to me, I won't be seeing him." Jack glanced to Will, who glared at him fiercely and began to struggle.
"Sparrow you are wasting our time!" Barbosa yelled, his temper clearly rising.
"Well, Barbosa, perhaps then you could do me the small favour of not leaving the whelp alone with any revolting members of your crew. Thas' all I'm asking. Just throw him in a cell, leave him alone, cut him open and be done with it." Begged Jack.
"Why Jack, your concern for Mr. Turner here is touching. I will grant your wish, and show Mr. Turner the, how do you say, hospitality, we can offer here on the Pearl." Many of the crew snickered at his words, some outright laughed. "I will swear to you that Will will never be alone with any member of my crew. I think I do not need to say that he would be completely safe, and all promises would be kept if he were with more than one member of my crew."
Jack's eyes widened, comprehension dawning on his face. He lunged for Barbosa and swiftly felt two arms lifting him backwards off his feet. The crew laughed maniacally as they pulled him to the edge of the ship and onto the plank. He was given his pistol, well, his pistol was thrown into the water. Before he jumped after it he looked to Will, and the man on Will's right looked at Jack. He ran his dirty hand through Will's perfect hair and grabbed a handful, pulling back sharply on Will's head. Will's sharp intake of breath let Jack know that he would not be able to handle pain much greater than that, and Jack watched in horror as the pirate proceeded to run his tongue down Will's neck. Jack was slowly noticing the some thirty swords no more than a foot from his chest. Will gave a muffle, a terrified glare, and his eyes widened as Jack was forced to jump from The Black Pearl.
