Like always, wishing I owned Pirates of the Caribbean. . .wishing I owned Jack Sparrow. . .

Chapter Fourteen

Clambering out of the rowboat, they did as Jack had told him, pulling it up farther onto the sand so that it would not get swept out to sea by the water. They then turned to look at Port Royal.
They saw a hill. They were at the bottom, the very bottom, right at the edge of the water, where the hill sloped further down under. They would have to ascend it to see the town.
"Looks like we hafta climb," Kelsey said, looking up at it.
"We're lucky, too, 'cause if that hill wasn't there, people could've seen us and they'd no doubt want to know why we arrived in a rowboat," Ariana replied.
"True," Kelsey agreed.
The three then began walking up the hill, digging their feet into the sand and dirt as it became steeper. When they reached the top a minute or two later, they were right under the sun, appearing as if they were godsends with it streaming down over them the way it was. They looked out across Port Royal.
"Well there's the governor's house." She pointed to it. "Not hard to miss." It was at the top of an enormous hill, if that's what you even wanted to call the thing, since it was so much larger than an average one, overlooking the entire town. "I wish I lived in a place like that, don't you?"
"Oh yeah," Kelsey replied, nodding.
"Yep," Julie responded.
"I hope nobody asks who we are," Ariana said. "What would we tell them?"
There was silence for several seconds, which was soon broken by Kelsey answering, "No idea," and shrugging.
"Well we have to think of something, in case anyone asks."
"Why don't we tell them that we have a ship that we came on?" Julie suggested.
"No way," Ariana quickly told her. "That'd only lead to more questions." People would want to know what kind of ship, who the captain was, where it was from, why they were there. . .just more complications.
"Well I can't think of anything," Kelsey said. "Can't we just go already? Who cares? If anyone asks, we'll just tell them we're not from around here and we have something important to go do, and then we walk away. Simple as that. They don't have to know every detail. And I don't want to stay in this dress any longer than I have to."
Ariana rolled her eyes and sighed. She knew they would have to say that if anyone did indeed ask; after all, she couldn't come up with anything else, and neither could Julie, so what other choice did they have? "Come on, let's go," she said, heading down the hill that seemed smaller on this side, the land at the bottom coming up to meet it sooner. The other two followed.
They proceeded into the town, feeling extremely awkward. This was not their time period, after all. It was certainly much different. They felt completely out of place even though they were dressed to fit in. They felt as if everyone were staring at them, when in reality not many were. Some glanced; others watched as they passed, wondering who they were. But no one said a word to them, and they were grateful, preferring not to try and explain anything.
They attempted to walk like the other women around them; as straight as they could. Julie had her hands together in front of her, but Ariana and Kelsey didn't bother. They didn't believe it would make much of a difference whether their hands were in front of them or at their sides. Surely no one would stop and question them just because of that?
It seemed like forever before they finally reached the governor's vast mansion. There was an iron gate surrounding it with guards outside. The men stopped them as they walked up and one said in a hard tone, "State your business."
"We've come to speak with Mr. Turner," Ariana replied, trying her best to copy Elizabeth's accent.
"What about?"
"We have to deliver an important message." She prayed that he would not question her any further.
He eyed the three of them for several seconds, as did the other guard, before responding, "Very well." Then he stepped aside.
Ariana pushed open the gate, which was rather difficult to accomplish, since it was made of iron and so large. Once they walked through, she turned to her friends and said in a low voice, "Remember to speak with accents. Just like Elizabeth's, okay? Or Will's. Doesn't matter. Just don't forget the accent."
They both nodded as they headed towards the front doors. When they reached them Ariana used the knocker and stepped back, waiting.
A few seconds later one of the doors opened, revealing the butler.
"We've come to speak with Mr. Turner," she informed him, repeating what she had said to the guard, still using the phony accent.
He didn't reply, only stepped to the side to let them in. They moved past him and took in the house.
"Please seat yourselves in the next room. Mr. Turner will be down shortly," the butler told them, closing the door and walking up the stairs.
They complied, departing into what they assumed was the living room, sitting down on the rather large, comfortable chairs that were there.
"Remember to use the accents," Ariana reminded them again. She needed to be absolutely certain that they wouldn't forget. Everyone in this town had an accent, and she didn't know if speaking without out would have any affect on Will's opinion of them, which affected his decision.
"Yeah, we know," Kelsey replied. "You just told us outside." She raised her eyebrows.
"I just want to make sure!"
A few minutes later, Will strolled into the room and sat down on one of the chairs that was not occupied. "What is your message?" he asked them.
"We've come to tell you that you must orda the British Navy to be on the lookout for a pirate ship," Ariana told him.
"A pirate ship? What pirate ship?" If these girls had come to tell him to order the Black Pearl destroyed, he would not do it. There was not a chance in hell he would even consider doing anything of the sort. Jack loved that ship more than anything else in the world, and he would be aboard when they destroyed it, and he wouldn't let Jack be killed.
"It's called The Fearless. The pirates aboard it are not ones that should be sailing the Caribbean, let's just say."
"The Fearless?" He had never heard of it before. How did he know that they were not lying to him? Maybe the pirates on the ship were not as Barbossa and his crew had been.
"Yes."
"It's brown with white sails, and its name is on the stern, if that helps any," Kelsey told him. She did an impressive job with the accent; Ariana was grateful.
"Yes, we've seen it," Julie added. Her accent didn't sound exactly convincing. Will, however, did not notice, and if he had, he did not comment.
"How do I know you're telling the truth? How do I know you don't want me to order the Navy to destroy a ship that's a rival to you, or just for your revenge against someone?" He wasn't ready to believe them so easily. Did they think him a fool?
"Because we're friends of Jack," Ariana explained.
He raised his eyebrows in surprise. How could three young women such as these be friends with Jack? He was a pirate, after all, and Will didn't think that women such as these would be associating with pirates at all, particularly befriending them. It could be a lie; it probably was. . .but how could he be positive? "How do you know Jack?" he asked them curiously, his eyes narrowed.
They were at a loss for words for several seconds, caught off-guard. They weren't sure how to go about answering that; they hadn't considered he would ask about Jack.
"We met him a while ago, sailing on the Caribbean," Julie informed him, and Ariana wasn't entirely assured that was the right answer.
"You met him at sea?" Will said.
Ariana thought up a story as quickly as she could, not wanting Julie to say anymore. Her friend had never been very skilled at lying or creating things off the top of her head, and she didn't wish for her to get them in trouble by saying the wrong thing. "Well you see," she started, "we were sailing on our way to anotha town and we got shipwrecked. Our parents drowned, and we thought that we would soon perish as well, but then Jack came along on the Black Pearl and rescued us." Good story, she thought to herself proudly. I amaze myself sometimes. . .
Will eyed them for a short time, wondering if this was the truth or not. He debated with himself. "Jack saved the three of you afta your boat sunk?"
"Yes," Ariana replied, praying that he did not ask how the boat had sunk.
"I see. And he didn't. . .try anything after he saved you?"
All three instantly understood what he meant.
"No, he didn't," Kelsey was quick to reply. "He suggested things to us many times, but once he really got to know us betta, he stopped."
"What about his crew? I doubt they'd pass up the opportunity."
"He told them to stay away from us," Ariana said.
Will still wasn't confident that they were telling the truth. They could still be lying. After all, they hadn't shown him any real proof that they were indeed friends with the man. "Why am I supposed to believe you?" he asked them.
"Because if you don't then The Fearless is going to come and blow this entire town apa't, just like the Black Pearl almost did," Ariana answered without thinking. Once the words had left her mouth, she instantly realized her mistake and mentally kicked herself.
Will's brow furrowed and he asked, "How do you know about that?"
She concocted another lie in her head after a few moments of uncomfortable silence. "Because we know all about your adventure." She didn't want to go on with the lie unless she had to.
"How?"
She had to. "Like I said, we're friends of Jack. He told us all about it."
"Yes, he told us everything." Kelsey went along with it.
"Well, if I'm really to believe you, then tell me everything that happened."
"All right. Well, first, Jack came here. Then he rescued Elizabeth when she almost drowned. Then he was caught, but escaped and had a swordfight with you, but then was captured again and put into jail. The Black Pearl came and began blowing things up all ova the place, and two pirates took Elizabeth on board. The next morning you freed Jack from his cell and stole, or 'commandeered,' the HMS Dauntless, and when Norrington and his men came afta you on the HMS Intacepta, you and Jack swung onto that ship and sailed away on it. Clever, if I do say so myself. You gatha'ed a crew in Tortuga, then followed the Black Pearl to the Isla de Muerta. They cut Elizabeth's hand and spilled her blood, but it didn't work. You knocked Jack out with an oar and took Elizabeth onto the Intacepta, where Jack's crew from Tortuga was. Shall I go on?" Ariana raised her eyebrows.
He gave her a look. "No." A brief pause. "I'll have Governor Swann tell the Navy to be on the lookout." He began to rise.
"You must tell him to have them with cannons at the ready, so that they may blow the ship up, forcing Captain Shallows and his crew to abandon it. That way, the Navy can take them and put them in jail. You must do it now. The ship will be coming within the hour."
"All right, I shall. And if Jack is here, tell him I say hello." He stood.
"I shall."
"Will you be leaving now?"
"Yes, we will." She had been about to say "We must get back to the ship," but she had caught herself just in time. She did not want Will to have knowledge of Jack's presence on the other side of the island, in case he wished to go and say hello in person and in all probability get himself, Jack, or both of them in serious trouble, not to mention the three of them as well, since they would be seen, taken, and questioned.
"All right. Good day."
She gave a nod and got to her feet, as did her friends. They walked to the door and slipped out.
They headed back to the beach, glad that no one paid them much attention. If anyone had, they would have surely wished to know why they were going there. Dressed as they were, they wouldn't be expected to.
Upon their return to the Black Pearl, they were hauled up with ropes and pulleys which were thrown down to them, and once on board, Jack asked, "So did you tell him?"
"Yeah," Ariana replied, and right after the word was said, she, Kelsey, and Julie shut themselves in his quarters to change back into their clothing. She and Kelsey practically ran to the cabin.
When they were dressed normally once again, they came back out on deck. Jack took one look at him and tried to hide his disappointment; he had enjoyed Ariana in the dress. Oh well, he thought. I saw her in it for a little while, at least. He was still eyeing her the same as before, however; her shirt was rather tight and he got pleasure from it.
Not twenty minutes later, the lookout in the crow's nest called down, "Cap'n! Ah see a ship! Ah think it's The Fearless!"
Jack raced to his quarters and was back in a flash with his telescope in his hand. He raised it to his eye, directing it towards the sea, and said, "I think that's it."
"What do we do? Do we move? Do we stay here? What do we do?" Ariana sounded a tad frantic; she tended to get overworked rather easily. She hadn't meant to sound that way, but she was scared of being taken onto that ship again, that awful, awful ship. . .Kelsey had informed her of what had happened to her when she and Julie had been aboard, and she didn't want that to happen to herself, or anything more. She just wanted to see the damn thing blown to smithereens. What had happened to Kelsey was just another motive for her to kill that son of a bitch captain and his crew.
"We stay here, love. No need to fret. They won't be able ta see us ova here."
"Oh good." She allowed herself to relax. She shifted her gaze from the ocean to him, a much better view in her opinion. He pulled the telescope away from his eye and noticed. He grinned at her, and she returned the gesture.

Meanwhile, The Fearless was sailing closer and closer to Port Royal, looking for only one thing; The Black Pearl.

A/N: One of my longer chapters. Did I do a good job with the conversation between Will and them? I hope I did. Please review!