Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean nor the characters but
some of the characters in this story are from my own imagination. Any
similarities with real people are highly coincidental.
Fleur lay on her back and listened to the sounds of the ocean. It was morning and the ill noises of the crew in the cell across from her had kept her awake all night. Fleur yawned and continued staring at the ceiling.
I hope dad's all right she thought as her eyes fluttered slightly.
Just when she was about to go to sleep she heard strangled movement outside her cell door. Not bothering to look up Fleur listened to the strange sounds. When she heard the key being turned in her rusty lock she propped herself up.
"Dad!" she exclaimed jumping onto her feet upon seeing her father bound and gagged and in between 2 pirates with a grinning Barbossa behind them.
Jack mumbled something through his gag and Barbossa hit him over the head. His binds were cut and he was thrown into the cell with his daughter.
"Look who decided to show 'imself" Barbossa chuckled.
"Are you all right?" Fleur asked taking the gag from her fathers' mouth.
"Guess so" Jack mumbled.
"Good" Fleur said before slapping him hard across the face.
"Not sure I deserved that," Jack admitted.
"You told me you killed Barbossa! You lied to me" Fleur told him resting her hands on her hips.
Jack opened his mouth to protest and Fleur raised her hand to slap him again.
"Oh but he did"
Fleurs' hand stopped in midair and both her and Jack's heads turned in Barbossas' direction.
"Told ye so" Jack boasted.
"Oh very good Jack" Barbossa crooned, "tell me, did you ever 'ear the rumour 'bout the ship with black sails and crewed by the damned with a captain so evil that hell itself spat 'im back out, hm?"
Jack pulled gently at his braided beard in deep concentration. Fleur shaking vaguely slowly sunk back so that her father was slightly in front of her.
"Well Jack, there be some truth in that rumour," Barbossa began, "ye see after killing me I did go to hell. Twas a terrible place, if ye think suffering in that curse was bad, hell just topped it off. I relived all the pain I had caused during my lifetime and I hated it. It was after that that Cortes himself, the man whom blood money was paid engaged in a deal with me. Said I had earned somethin' and that he felt the pain I felt from having lost our duel and took me to the heathen gods themselves! They re- created my old body and my soul to it was restored! I got my ole crew back and have been searchin for ye ever since. Once again I am invincible Jack, until one thing has been fulfilled"
Fleur clutched onto her fathers' sleeve as Barbossa climaxed his conversation.
"Revenge" he whispered huskily.
Fleur lay on her back and listened to the sounds of the ocean. It was morning and the ill noises of the crew in the cell across from her had kept her awake all night. Fleur yawned and continued staring at the ceiling.
I hope dad's all right she thought as her eyes fluttered slightly.
Just when she was about to go to sleep she heard strangled movement outside her cell door. Not bothering to look up Fleur listened to the strange sounds. When she heard the key being turned in her rusty lock she propped herself up.
"Dad!" she exclaimed jumping onto her feet upon seeing her father bound and gagged and in between 2 pirates with a grinning Barbossa behind them.
Jack mumbled something through his gag and Barbossa hit him over the head. His binds were cut and he was thrown into the cell with his daughter.
"Look who decided to show 'imself" Barbossa chuckled.
"Are you all right?" Fleur asked taking the gag from her fathers' mouth.
"Guess so" Jack mumbled.
"Good" Fleur said before slapping him hard across the face.
"Not sure I deserved that," Jack admitted.
"You told me you killed Barbossa! You lied to me" Fleur told him resting her hands on her hips.
Jack opened his mouth to protest and Fleur raised her hand to slap him again.
"Oh but he did"
Fleurs' hand stopped in midair and both her and Jack's heads turned in Barbossas' direction.
"Told ye so" Jack boasted.
"Oh very good Jack" Barbossa crooned, "tell me, did you ever 'ear the rumour 'bout the ship with black sails and crewed by the damned with a captain so evil that hell itself spat 'im back out, hm?"
Jack pulled gently at his braided beard in deep concentration. Fleur shaking vaguely slowly sunk back so that her father was slightly in front of her.
"Well Jack, there be some truth in that rumour," Barbossa began, "ye see after killing me I did go to hell. Twas a terrible place, if ye think suffering in that curse was bad, hell just topped it off. I relived all the pain I had caused during my lifetime and I hated it. It was after that that Cortes himself, the man whom blood money was paid engaged in a deal with me. Said I had earned somethin' and that he felt the pain I felt from having lost our duel and took me to the heathen gods themselves! They re- created my old body and my soul to it was restored! I got my ole crew back and have been searchin for ye ever since. Once again I am invincible Jack, until one thing has been fulfilled"
Fleur clutched onto her fathers' sleeve as Barbossa climaxed his conversation.
"Revenge" he whispered huskily.