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.
(Ok, TKF, the reason why Jack locked her in the cage was coz he wanted to fight Barbossa without having to worry too much about his daughter's safety. Are you clear now? Hope so)
The strong sunlight hit her like a sledgehammer. Raising a hand to her forehead Fleur waited for her eyes to adjust before opening them entirely. Both her fathers' crew and Barbossas' crew were mingled together in a circle type fashion. In their centre stood Jack and Barbossa, swords drawn. Swallowing Fleur climbed onto the bridge to get a better view.
"How long shall we parry this time Jack?" Barbossa asked, "before I reek a vengeance that could make any man shudder in his boots?"
Jack laughed, "don't make your assumptions too early Barbossa, that's what lost you our last duel"
"Like you naïve nature lost you the Pearl?" Barbossa sniggered.
Their swords clashed. Barbossa would push Jack to one side of their confines then Jack would fight him off and push him to the other. The fight had lasted a good half hour before it started to get intense. The crews now had abandoned their idea of keeping a tight circle and now allowed the duellers to occupy the entire deck.
Jack could feel himself slipping, "lets say we get a drink, hmmm Barbossa?" he asked fighting his opponents sword away from his own.
"Ah Jack, but why would we bother, I don't wish to see ye drunk, I wish to see ye dead"
With that Barbossa slowly forced his and Jacks way to the location of the plank. He had lured Jack into the position so that when Barbossa kicked him he sent Jack onto his back and clumsily rolling over the side. Jack gripped onto the board with his fingers and swung his right leg up which was then followed by the rest of his body. He went to point his sword at Barbossa but found it gone.
"No sword, not good" Jack murmured under his breath.
Barbossa laughed and slowly started for Jack, his sword outstretched. Fleur gasped quietly and scanned the horizon; there was no island around here so if her father lost balance he couldn't save himself! Jack however had other ideas. He looked above him and grinned his classic grin that only he could pull off. Jumping on the spot he waited for the rebound and was sent flying into the air and from there grabbed a rope and flew over the heads of the crews. He landed with a roll and got up in time for Gibbs to notice he was without a weapon.
"Jack, think smart" Gibbs shouted pinching a sword from one of Barbossas' crewmembers and throwing it to Jack.
Catching it easily Jack continued to fight with Barbossa. Their swords would clash with a metallic ringing sound over and over again. However this time Barbossa was deadly serious. He had successfully cornered Jack. Behind Jack was a railing, to his left was a wall and in front of him Barbossa.
"Just one more thing Jack before I end this lovely banter," Barbossa said, "you've don't a good job"
Jack bowed slightly, "why thank ye, sword fighting has always come naturally to me"
"No, not your sword fighting, your daughter. You've done a good job raising her"
Jack raised an eyebrow, uncertain of why Fleur had anything to do with this.
"Lets just say," Barbossa began thoughtfully, "that she could satisfy any lonely man's needs"
Jacks' jaw dropped slightly and he looked right up at Fleur who had her hand raised to her mouth. The whole crew fell silent; they had all heard what Barbossa had said. Barbossa grinned; he hadn't quite contemplated how well his lie would work against Jack. Jack stared up at his daughter with sad eyes, Fleurs' breathing rate increased, surely her father did not believe a word that just came from the foul mans mouth? Using the moment Barbossa rammed his sword through Jacks middle. His expression quickly changed as the realisation of being stabbed hit him like a mallet. He stumbled back a few short steps and hit the railing. His body hit the wood and his legs lost control. His legs collapsed underneath him and he sunk into a sitting position. No body had seen Barbossa stab him, he was blocking the view but when he moved to the side revealing his sword remaining in Jack Fleur screamed.
"Dad!" she screamed leaping from the bridge, landing with a small thump and rushing for her father.
Barbossa grabbed her around the middle and laughed maliciously at Jack who had placed his hands around the sword's sharp blade, his sleeves and surrounding shirt soaking in the red blood that was steadily leaking from the wound.
"Let me go!" Fleur screamed struggling to break free so that she could help her father.
Barbossa spat at Jack, it landing on his forehead, to weak Jack did not bother brushing it away. Fleur pounded him with her fists trying to affect him in some way or another. Just as Barbossa was about to turn around to order his crew to throw Jack overboard he felt an acute pain slicing through his abdomen. Frowning he turned his head to see a young adolescent male standing there, his face a portrait of raw anger. Barbossa dropped the sobbing Fleur and she flew to her fathers' side. She wiped off the spittle on his forehead and crying she whispered her dad's name praying for a reaction.
"Fleur -" Jack mumbled his eyes taking in the last few images of his life.
"Dad, Barbossa was lying! I would nev -" Fleur sobbed breaking off.
"I know," Jack mumbled groaning in agony after he spoke.
He raised a hand to stroke his daughters face but his hand didn't make it, in mid air it dropped back down to his side. His eyes flickered slightly then closed.
"Dad?" Fleur asked, "dad please you can't leave me!" she sobbed shaking him gently, her tears falling and mixing with his blood.
(Ok, TKF, the reason why Jack locked her in the cage was coz he wanted to fight Barbossa without having to worry too much about his daughter's safety. Are you clear now? Hope so)
The strong sunlight hit her like a sledgehammer. Raising a hand to her forehead Fleur waited for her eyes to adjust before opening them entirely. Both her fathers' crew and Barbossas' crew were mingled together in a circle type fashion. In their centre stood Jack and Barbossa, swords drawn. Swallowing Fleur climbed onto the bridge to get a better view.
"How long shall we parry this time Jack?" Barbossa asked, "before I reek a vengeance that could make any man shudder in his boots?"
Jack laughed, "don't make your assumptions too early Barbossa, that's what lost you our last duel"
"Like you naïve nature lost you the Pearl?" Barbossa sniggered.
Their swords clashed. Barbossa would push Jack to one side of their confines then Jack would fight him off and push him to the other. The fight had lasted a good half hour before it started to get intense. The crews now had abandoned their idea of keeping a tight circle and now allowed the duellers to occupy the entire deck.
Jack could feel himself slipping, "lets say we get a drink, hmmm Barbossa?" he asked fighting his opponents sword away from his own.
"Ah Jack, but why would we bother, I don't wish to see ye drunk, I wish to see ye dead"
With that Barbossa slowly forced his and Jacks way to the location of the plank. He had lured Jack into the position so that when Barbossa kicked him he sent Jack onto his back and clumsily rolling over the side. Jack gripped onto the board with his fingers and swung his right leg up which was then followed by the rest of his body. He went to point his sword at Barbossa but found it gone.
"No sword, not good" Jack murmured under his breath.
Barbossa laughed and slowly started for Jack, his sword outstretched. Fleur gasped quietly and scanned the horizon; there was no island around here so if her father lost balance he couldn't save himself! Jack however had other ideas. He looked above him and grinned his classic grin that only he could pull off. Jumping on the spot he waited for the rebound and was sent flying into the air and from there grabbed a rope and flew over the heads of the crews. He landed with a roll and got up in time for Gibbs to notice he was without a weapon.
"Jack, think smart" Gibbs shouted pinching a sword from one of Barbossas' crewmembers and throwing it to Jack.
Catching it easily Jack continued to fight with Barbossa. Their swords would clash with a metallic ringing sound over and over again. However this time Barbossa was deadly serious. He had successfully cornered Jack. Behind Jack was a railing, to his left was a wall and in front of him Barbossa.
"Just one more thing Jack before I end this lovely banter," Barbossa said, "you've don't a good job"
Jack bowed slightly, "why thank ye, sword fighting has always come naturally to me"
"No, not your sword fighting, your daughter. You've done a good job raising her"
Jack raised an eyebrow, uncertain of why Fleur had anything to do with this.
"Lets just say," Barbossa began thoughtfully, "that she could satisfy any lonely man's needs"
Jacks' jaw dropped slightly and he looked right up at Fleur who had her hand raised to her mouth. The whole crew fell silent; they had all heard what Barbossa had said. Barbossa grinned; he hadn't quite contemplated how well his lie would work against Jack. Jack stared up at his daughter with sad eyes, Fleurs' breathing rate increased, surely her father did not believe a word that just came from the foul mans mouth? Using the moment Barbossa rammed his sword through Jacks middle. His expression quickly changed as the realisation of being stabbed hit him like a mallet. He stumbled back a few short steps and hit the railing. His body hit the wood and his legs lost control. His legs collapsed underneath him and he sunk into a sitting position. No body had seen Barbossa stab him, he was blocking the view but when he moved to the side revealing his sword remaining in Jack Fleur screamed.
"Dad!" she screamed leaping from the bridge, landing with a small thump and rushing for her father.
Barbossa grabbed her around the middle and laughed maliciously at Jack who had placed his hands around the sword's sharp blade, his sleeves and surrounding shirt soaking in the red blood that was steadily leaking from the wound.
"Let me go!" Fleur screamed struggling to break free so that she could help her father.
Barbossa spat at Jack, it landing on his forehead, to weak Jack did not bother brushing it away. Fleur pounded him with her fists trying to affect him in some way or another. Just as Barbossa was about to turn around to order his crew to throw Jack overboard he felt an acute pain slicing through his abdomen. Frowning he turned his head to see a young adolescent male standing there, his face a portrait of raw anger. Barbossa dropped the sobbing Fleur and she flew to her fathers' side. She wiped off the spittle on his forehead and crying she whispered her dad's name praying for a reaction.
"Fleur -" Jack mumbled his eyes taking in the last few images of his life.
"Dad, Barbossa was lying! I would nev -" Fleur sobbed breaking off.
"I know," Jack mumbled groaning in agony after he spoke.
He raised a hand to stroke his daughters face but his hand didn't make it, in mid air it dropped back down to his side. His eyes flickered slightly then closed.
"Dad?" Fleur asked, "dad please you can't leave me!" she sobbed shaking him gently, her tears falling and mixing with his blood.