Disclaimer: Ladida I don't own PotC, im poor, and im making no profit. Heard it before? I'll say it again. If I owned it I would very likely be doing better things with my time XD.
Woot- like watching the movie again XD. Which I just did.....but I wrote the chapter beforehand so excuse the OOCness, Savvy
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Thanks So MuCh! Means a lot to me.
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"Captain," He heard his first mate call out, and turned to the direction of the voice.
"The whelp is awake." He saw the pirate shove their hostage on the deck of the ship, and strode over to grace them with his presence.
"Get up," he said in a harsh voice, and Will slowly got to his feet.
"Meet Captain Barina," The first mate snapped, "from now on you will address him as either Captain, or Sir."
The Captain grabbed Will by his chin, and tilted his head from side to side. He raised an eyebrow when he saw the bruise forming on his cheek, and let him go. Will took a step back from the Pirate, eying him cautiously.
"From now on you will work under my command. You will work when I say and not stop until I say, and bad behaviour will not be tolerated. But I am sure that Brewster here has already told you that," the Captain touched his cheek, and Will flinched, swotting the hand away, and glaring at Barina.
The Captain studied him. He was quite young younger than he had expected, and he had spirit. Barina smiled, he would be fun to break. His arm was bound roughly but blood was seeping through, and it had soaked the arm of his shirt. He wasn't anywhere near as bulky as many of his own Pirates, nor as well built, or covered in muscle as his first mate, but he looked agile, and had the air of someone who would not be harmed by hard work.
"Brewster," The Captain looked at his first mate, "I think that you should show young Mr......" He paused, and turned to Will.
"Turner," Will spat at him.
"Young Mr Turner here what we will require him to do for us," he smiled,
"and I also think it is in Mr Turner's best interests that he shall now be informed that he will be pulling the weight of not one but two men. And that if both men's tasks are not performed fully, that he will be punished," His smile broke into a grin, and Will glared at him fully.
"Remove him from my sight," The captain ordered.
"With pleasure," Brewster smiled, grabbing Will roughly by the shoulders and pushing him past the captian.
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Jack watched wordlessly as Elizabeth slept, tucked soundly into his own bed. While he had at first not liked the idea much-he now slept on the floor- he had finally gotten used to the idea of 'female dominance' that Anamaria had so often tried to drill into his head. Refusing to let her sleep alone in her cabin, the female pirate had gone to war with Jack to let Elizabeth sleep here, as she was not entirely trusting of the crew.
A week had passed since they had been attacked, and Elizabeth had still been ill. Both he and Will had forbidden her to wear a corset in their presence after she had fallen off the ship, and she hadn't passed out again, but he woke up every morning to hear her heaving over the side rail of the ship, and he would see how sad she was without Will especially at that moment.
He turned as he heard a quiet knock on the door, and to see Anamaria let herself in, and silently shut the door.
"Is the lass okay?" The female pirate inquired, carefully tucking her arm back into the sling that Jack and Mr Gibbs had made.
"Aye," he smiled wearily, motioning towards Elizabeth, "She is finally sleeping soundly, poor things' exhausted," he said.
"As are ye," Anamaria said, frowning slightly. Indeed, beneath his kohl rimmed eyes, there were dark circles, "You're not sleeping well?"
"You try sleeping on the floor of a ship for a week and see how ye fare," he smirked, and got up.
"Im not going to sympathize," Anamaria said, "You're doing a decent thing letting her sleep in your bed, so at least one of us is watching over her, and, without William around, I think, just between the two of us, she's gonna need quite a bit of watching."
Jack stared at Anamaria for a moment, and blinked, and then blinked again. Then his face broke into a broad smile, and he looked at Elizabeth.
"So you're saying that young Elizabeth here...."
"She's pregnant," Anamaria relaxed a little, "that's why she has been sick," then she frowned.
"We need to find Will," she continued, " If Elizabeth finds' she's pregnant, and we don't find Will..........well, you saw how desperate she was when she begged you to go looking for him."
"We'll find him," Jack said, cocking his eyebrow. "You're forgetting one very important thing luv, Im Captain Jack Sparrow," he said. Anamaria sighed.
"Since when have I given you any reason not to trust me?" he asked, and her eyebrows shot up.
"Is that supposed to be a trick question?" she smirked.
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Will collapsed on the deck of the ship he had been forced to work on for the week, completely exhausted, and barely able to move. It was very early in the morning, and if he was lucky, no-one would see him, and he could pause in his work for a few minutes.
Over the last seven days he had been deprived of food, water, and sleep.
Food, and getting the occasional goblet of water his body required to keep him alive, he could handle. Being deprived of all sleep, and being forced to work for days on end, he couldn't. Occasionally he could catch a few minutes, or if he was lucky, hours, but nonetheless, At this point he was barely coherent, and scarcely able to tell if he was indeed awake.
His ribs ached, as did the rest of his body, as he had been on the receiving end of more brutality that he would have liked. He closed his eyes briefly, but opened them again when he heard the sound of a pirate walking towards him, and sighed in defeat.
"Mr Turner, you try my patience," a voice said, "now I subtly suggest you get up, before I have to get Brewster up here. At this time of the morning I do not think he will be at all impressed with you."
Will frowned, and tried to speak, but his throat and mouth were too dry, and he gave up. He was too tired and weak to even lift his head, and even if at that moment they had tried to take advantage of Elizabeth, he would not have been able to get up to prevent it.
"Very well then," The voice said, and Will heard the thunk of the pirates boots go further away. He groaned weakly, and desperately tried to get up. He shifted his arms, and tried to push himself up, but they trembled beneath him, and refused to hold his weight. He tried again, but once more he fell back onto the deck. He rolled onto his back, ignoring the protests of his ribs, and closed his eyes, trying to slip into the sleep he most desperatly needed.
The sound of boots returned, along with the cursing of Brewster, and seconds later, he felt excruciating pain in his stomach, and his body curled up instinctively, trying to protect himself from the abuse. It was half an hour later when Captian Barina made an appearance, and intervened.
"Brewster that is enough," he said, as he approached. Will was very barely conscious, and he could feel warm blood trickling over his side, and down his back. He closed his eyes at the pain, and lay his head back on the deck, letting it wash over him.
"Quintain, please, along with Brewster, escort Mr Turner back to his cell, I believe he needs rest," Captain Barina said silkily. Brewster grumbled, but he didn't dare question the Captains orders. He slung Will over his broad shoulder, and took him to the cells.
"Until next time I see you, Mr Turner," Barina said sinisterly as Brewster carried him past.
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Bubi
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