I'm ba-ack! Well, here is the next installment in my oh-so-exciting Jack Sparrow story! *coughcough* Ahem, yes. Same as usual: review and enjoy! ^_^
Chapter Five-"Retreat"
Jack stood on deck clutching the helm, bracing himself against the shudders running through the ship. He winced every time a cannonball struck his beloved vessel and cursed Captain Fellis.
"Sparrow!"
He heard his name called above the ruckus of the fight, and squinted over to the White Lightning. The voice hailing him was none other than the scallywag himself.
Fellis was a rather imposing man; Jack had to give him that. He stood now by the railing of his ship, his shoulder length jet black hair blown back by the wind, soaked by the rain. The feather in his hat had seen better days, hat-feathers not being very good for rainy weather. However it still reminded Jack of Will somehow.
"Back again, Fellis?" Jack called lightly. "I'm not giving her up!"
"I guessed as much Sparrow," Fellis yelled back, speaking as if Jack were a halfwit. "So we've come back to take her by force."
As soon as he said this another volley of cannonfire was shot at the Pearl, several making their mark. A crewman ran breathlessly towards Jack on deck.
"She can't take too much more o' this, Cap'n! And we're runnin' out o' ammunition!"
This was news Jack was not at all happy to hear. Well, since fighting seemed out of the question, his mind raced to find another solution. A few moments of tense silence from Jack went by, the sound of cannons whistling and crashing still reaching their ears. Jack glared fervidly at Fellis, smiling smugly on his ship.
"Cap'n? What should we do?" the crewman pressed. Jack looked at the floorboards of the ship, groping for a solution. Then he looked up with a small smile on his face.
"Run out the sweeps."
Oh how he loved to say that phrase! The speed of his ship prided him endlessly, and now the only option was to outrun Fellis. The White Lightning may be the Pearl's match in firearms, but it could never hold a candle to the swiftness of the Black Pearl.
The crewman nodded and ran down the deck to tell those below of the new order.
"You want her?" Jack called smoothly over to Fellis. "Come and get her!"
The smile fell from Fellis's face as the sweeps emerged from the sides of the ship, like a bird unfolding its wings, and the ship soared away from the White Lightning, leaving a cursing Captain Fellis behind.
Lydia felt the ship lurch forward suddenly from her fetal position in the corner and peered curiously out of the window. She couldn't help but feel a thrill at the sight she saw.
This was what the Black Pearl was renowned for, and she was on it right now!
Maybe it wasn't such a bad idea to leave the tavern, she thought.
Quietly she watched as the opposing ship sunk slowly into the distance, catching a glimpse of a rather angry man with black hair. Rather striking, she had to admit.
And the great vessel continued on, riding on the edge of the storm and propelled by the sweeps. Though the speed was dizzying, Lydia still felt it was somewhat soothing, and was even beginning to relax slightly when she heard the sound of footsteps, and then the door opened with a soft creak. Her eyes widened and she held her breath as the captain entered.
Heh heh, just had to mention, at the part where Lydia thinks Captian Fellis is 'rather striking', she thinks he's hot! Wahahahahahahaha! Yes, even though Fellis is the obvious antagonist, he is still one fine-lookin' man. I always think its more fun to make the 'bad guys' hot. Like Captain Hook. The one in the live-action Peter Pan movie this winter is soooooo hot! I love Jason Isaacs!!!
Okay, I'm done now, sorry 'bout that; just couldn't help myself! ^_^;; Well, see ya on the flip side!