A/N: Well, I said I was getting back into it, so that means writing a new
chapter! Hee hee, did I put you guys in suspense yet? I hope so! Anyway,
on with the story!
My apologies for not responding earlier, but I had already written the four chapters before you guys reviewed and I wanted to get those out ASAP, so I didn't bother checking them or updating them. However, my responses to my wonderful reviewers:
Mistress-Diashi - As of right now, this story has kind of written itself, so I'm just assuming that Mister Will Turner had let it slip. After all, Jack never said anything about not telling her who he was, just to keep her away from any pirates, which he has done.for the most part. Sorry for my really bad attempts at getting through the year transitions. In the fourth chapter, I thought I had put in something about Jack noting that she was 16, but as I look back, I see I wasn't clear enough. My apologies. Right now, Devin is 16 years old!
Arabella Devine - Thank you so much for reviewing! I have no idea where kudos came from, sorry! Anyway, I hope this is fast enough for you!
Aelimir and Jodi - Thank you for reviewing!!!!!!!!!!
********* Devin sat on a small wooden bench in the bilge, barely moving so as not to disturb any of the living things that had taken up residence there. She still had hardly any clue about why she was being taken, though her thoughts were keen to give her horrible ideas of the "blood-for-blood" nature. She got no answer out of the crew, one reason being because they spoke very little English beyond "come" and "follow" etc. The few words she caught were from the little she picked up from Mr. Turner's Spanish customers and her limited knowledge of French.
The lower crew seemed to be afraid of her and avoided going near her if possible. Her somewhat calmness at being captured intimidated them, it would seem, but that advantage did nothing for her. The upper crew looked upon her with distaste, and hardly noticed her. Devin lived on barely anything, the food and water merely making her sick, so she forced herself to be able to withstand lack of proper food and drink. She had no idea how long the voyage would take, and tried not recount how many times the sun had passed by the only air passage she had already. It was over a week when the Black Pearl had caught up to the kidnappers.
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Jack Sparrow watched as the ship had come into view and now as the Pearl made her way steadily up to the starboard side of the Spanish ship. The guns had been pulled out, and the crew was excitedly stuffing them with as much ammunition as the cannons could hold. In the crew's eyes, every order their beloved captain uttered was taken to heart. Jack smiled at this realization, as he stood next to the lead gun, ready to give the order.
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Devin tried to see what was going on from her place on the left of the ship. Through small cracks all she could make out was the wood of another ship, and could faintly hear the cries of orders being given and the sounds of guns being put into position and readied for an attack. Almost at once, it seemed to Devin, the order to fire was given, and the blast of cannons could be heard from above and to the right of her.
For many minutes, Devin successfully avoided every cannonball shot near her as it went straight through out the other side of the ship. The bombardment seemed to go on forever, until she finally heard the cry of "board" and knew something was up. However, she was useless unless someone was to come down to help her out, but the captain had the key, anyway, so they would have to kill him first. As she was mulling this over, a person scrambled down the steps towards her. It was the captain of the kidnappers. He was closely followed by many others, one, Devin noticed, with long black dreadlocks and a familiar hat on.
The captain held her against him as a human shield while pointing his pistol to her temple. Everyone who had followed him stopped when they saw him do this. Devin stood still, her face white, as she looked at her attempted rescuers. She looked from her father, to Mr. Turner and Master Turner who had come, and other men from Jack's ship. For a moment they all stood still, waiting for someone to move. She didn't notice, Master Will inching towards the captain, but she did notice when her rescuers fired their pistols at the same time, and miraculously, she did not get shot. Everything that had happened from the journey, from lack of food and water and therefore no strength, to the thought of being killed, she fainted into darkness, not able to be aware of anything happening.
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A/N: I thought I'd leave you to mull over what happened. Now that I can finally type this up at school and even upload it, I should be able to write more. Yeah, I know what you're thinking, she's said the same thing before, but this time I mean it! Anyway, I hope you've enjoyed this chapter. As always, don't forget: just push that little purple button and tell me how you feel!
~GypsySwordGodess
My apologies for not responding earlier, but I had already written the four chapters before you guys reviewed and I wanted to get those out ASAP, so I didn't bother checking them or updating them. However, my responses to my wonderful reviewers:
Mistress-Diashi - As of right now, this story has kind of written itself, so I'm just assuming that Mister Will Turner had let it slip. After all, Jack never said anything about not telling her who he was, just to keep her away from any pirates, which he has done.for the most part. Sorry for my really bad attempts at getting through the year transitions. In the fourth chapter, I thought I had put in something about Jack noting that she was 16, but as I look back, I see I wasn't clear enough. My apologies. Right now, Devin is 16 years old!
Arabella Devine - Thank you so much for reviewing! I have no idea where kudos came from, sorry! Anyway, I hope this is fast enough for you!
Aelimir and Jodi - Thank you for reviewing!!!!!!!!!!
********* Devin sat on a small wooden bench in the bilge, barely moving so as not to disturb any of the living things that had taken up residence there. She still had hardly any clue about why she was being taken, though her thoughts were keen to give her horrible ideas of the "blood-for-blood" nature. She got no answer out of the crew, one reason being because they spoke very little English beyond "come" and "follow" etc. The few words she caught were from the little she picked up from Mr. Turner's Spanish customers and her limited knowledge of French.
The lower crew seemed to be afraid of her and avoided going near her if possible. Her somewhat calmness at being captured intimidated them, it would seem, but that advantage did nothing for her. The upper crew looked upon her with distaste, and hardly noticed her. Devin lived on barely anything, the food and water merely making her sick, so she forced herself to be able to withstand lack of proper food and drink. She had no idea how long the voyage would take, and tried not recount how many times the sun had passed by the only air passage she had already. It was over a week when the Black Pearl had caught up to the kidnappers.
***
Jack Sparrow watched as the ship had come into view and now as the Pearl made her way steadily up to the starboard side of the Spanish ship. The guns had been pulled out, and the crew was excitedly stuffing them with as much ammunition as the cannons could hold. In the crew's eyes, every order their beloved captain uttered was taken to heart. Jack smiled at this realization, as he stood next to the lead gun, ready to give the order.
***
Devin tried to see what was going on from her place on the left of the ship. Through small cracks all she could make out was the wood of another ship, and could faintly hear the cries of orders being given and the sounds of guns being put into position and readied for an attack. Almost at once, it seemed to Devin, the order to fire was given, and the blast of cannons could be heard from above and to the right of her.
For many minutes, Devin successfully avoided every cannonball shot near her as it went straight through out the other side of the ship. The bombardment seemed to go on forever, until she finally heard the cry of "board" and knew something was up. However, she was useless unless someone was to come down to help her out, but the captain had the key, anyway, so they would have to kill him first. As she was mulling this over, a person scrambled down the steps towards her. It was the captain of the kidnappers. He was closely followed by many others, one, Devin noticed, with long black dreadlocks and a familiar hat on.
The captain held her against him as a human shield while pointing his pistol to her temple. Everyone who had followed him stopped when they saw him do this. Devin stood still, her face white, as she looked at her attempted rescuers. She looked from her father, to Mr. Turner and Master Turner who had come, and other men from Jack's ship. For a moment they all stood still, waiting for someone to move. She didn't notice, Master Will inching towards the captain, but she did notice when her rescuers fired their pistols at the same time, and miraculously, she did not get shot. Everything that had happened from the journey, from lack of food and water and therefore no strength, to the thought of being killed, she fainted into darkness, not able to be aware of anything happening.
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A/N: I thought I'd leave you to mull over what happened. Now that I can finally type this up at school and even upload it, I should be able to write more. Yeah, I know what you're thinking, she's said the same thing before, but this time I mean it! Anyway, I hope you've enjoyed this chapter. As always, don't forget: just push that little purple button and tell me how you feel!
~GypsySwordGodess