A Duel and Docking
Disclaimer - I don't own POTC or any characters, settings, plots, or events.
Elizabeth was standing off by herself, looking out over the water, refusing to glance at Port Royal. Will was standing a few feet away from Jack, his hands curled into fists. Jack was staring at Port Royal nonchantly, as if nothing was going wrong.
"Look at the bright side, mate. You can always say Elizabeth killed the commodore." Jack told Will. Suddenly, Jack felt something pointed poking him in the back. He turned and saw Will holding his sword out in front of him.
"So we finally get to finish our little duel from the first day we met." Jack commented.
"I would never let Elizabeth take the blame for this!" Will sneered. Jack shrugged, and after a moment of silence, the fight began. Jack attacked viciously, trying to find a weak spot. However, Will was leaving no spot unguarded. The swords were flashing, glinting in the sunlight. It wasn't long before Elizabeth heard the sound.
"Jack! Will! Stop!" She shouted, running towards them. She stood helplessly, watching. She couldn't find an opening to run in between them though. Will was hard as stones and angry still, while Jack was beginning to enjoy himself.
"And I step again, and again, and again!" Jack laughed, accenting each 'step' with a slash of his sword. Suddenly, a sword slid in between the two already opposing. Anna Maria looked angry as she sheathed her sword once more.
"I can't believe ya' go at it for the two seconds I don't have me eye on you, Jack Sparrow!" She snapped. Jack sheathed his sword as well, eyeing her moodily.
"Don't be forgettin' Captain, love." She rolled her eyes. Will stood staring angrily at Jack, his chest heaving slightly. Elizabeth placed a hand on Will's arm.
"Don't be a hothead, William Turner!" She scolded. "Honestly, can't you tell a joke when you hear one? Especially from this particular man!" She added, pointing at Jack. Jack glared at her. Will sheathed his sword reluctantly.
"Besides," Elizabeth said, "I think we should begin to focus on Jack's plan. So go ahead and share it, Jack." Jack stared nervously, looking away from them and staring at the ground in a concentrated way.
"Right, well," He fumbled, "Just give me a minute." Will sighed.
"Judging from the sight of that land, I'd give you about ten minutes!"
"Aye. Well, I think I've got us a plan!" Jack said brightly. Will gave him a small grin.
"For your sake, I hope it's a good one, or those rainbows won't be a secret anymore Jack, especially if your door is suddenly missing!" He threatened. They spent the remaining minutes in an anxious silence. Suddenly, there was a thump as the anchor was dropped and they came to a halt beside the dock.
"Well," Said Jack presently, "Showtime."
Disclaimer - I don't own POTC or any characters, settings, plots, or events.
Elizabeth was standing off by herself, looking out over the water, refusing to glance at Port Royal. Will was standing a few feet away from Jack, his hands curled into fists. Jack was staring at Port Royal nonchantly, as if nothing was going wrong.
"Look at the bright side, mate. You can always say Elizabeth killed the commodore." Jack told Will. Suddenly, Jack felt something pointed poking him in the back. He turned and saw Will holding his sword out in front of him.
"So we finally get to finish our little duel from the first day we met." Jack commented.
"I would never let Elizabeth take the blame for this!" Will sneered. Jack shrugged, and after a moment of silence, the fight began. Jack attacked viciously, trying to find a weak spot. However, Will was leaving no spot unguarded. The swords were flashing, glinting in the sunlight. It wasn't long before Elizabeth heard the sound.
"Jack! Will! Stop!" She shouted, running towards them. She stood helplessly, watching. She couldn't find an opening to run in between them though. Will was hard as stones and angry still, while Jack was beginning to enjoy himself.
"And I step again, and again, and again!" Jack laughed, accenting each 'step' with a slash of his sword. Suddenly, a sword slid in between the two already opposing. Anna Maria looked angry as she sheathed her sword once more.
"I can't believe ya' go at it for the two seconds I don't have me eye on you, Jack Sparrow!" She snapped. Jack sheathed his sword as well, eyeing her moodily.
"Don't be forgettin' Captain, love." She rolled her eyes. Will stood staring angrily at Jack, his chest heaving slightly. Elizabeth placed a hand on Will's arm.
"Don't be a hothead, William Turner!" She scolded. "Honestly, can't you tell a joke when you hear one? Especially from this particular man!" She added, pointing at Jack. Jack glared at her. Will sheathed his sword reluctantly.
"Besides," Elizabeth said, "I think we should begin to focus on Jack's plan. So go ahead and share it, Jack." Jack stared nervously, looking away from them and staring at the ground in a concentrated way.
"Right, well," He fumbled, "Just give me a minute." Will sighed.
"Judging from the sight of that land, I'd give you about ten minutes!"
"Aye. Well, I think I've got us a plan!" Jack said brightly. Will gave him a small grin.
"For your sake, I hope it's a good one, or those rainbows won't be a secret anymore Jack, especially if your door is suddenly missing!" He threatened. They spent the remaining minutes in an anxious silence. Suddenly, there was a thump as the anchor was dropped and they came to a halt beside the dock.
"Well," Said Jack presently, "Showtime."