Chapter 2:
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Will looked out the window. The sun was nearly up and almost everyone in Port Royal was awake. He quickly glanced across to the Swann residence and saw the carriage move out of the large, steel gate. Immediately, he grabbed his things and his present for Elizabeth and rushed out of the blacksmith, past the perpetually drunk Mr. Brown.
At the dock, all the Governor and Commodore's soldiers stood ready and armed, to sail behind and in front of the "Emerald". It was where Elizabeth and the Governor would be sailing on. Will hoped that the Commodore would not be staying there too. Luckily, Elizabeth hadn't arrived yet.
Will's face was sweaty and pink; he had run all the way here. He stood along the far and deserted end of the dock and gazed out at the "Emerald". It was magnificent. He chuckled as he thought of Jack Sparrow's reaction upon seeing a ship as wonderful as that. The "Emerald" had taken over the "Interceptor" as the fastest ship in the Caribbean and was now also known as the safest and most luxurious. But, he knew that no ship could take over the Black Pearl in Jack's heart. He wondered where Jack was sailing to now. Probably up to some mischief. Again.
Elizabeth stepped down from the carriage rather clumsily. She had been deprived of sufficient oxygen for at least thirty minutes and couldn't be blamed. Her eyes roamed the surroundings for Will. Finally she found him staring out into the sea by the other end of the dock. Her heart gave a leap when she saw his tall, lean and strong frame.
Suddenly, Will eyes were shielded from the sunlight by a pair of fair, smooth and slender hands. He knew instinctively whom they belonged to. Elizabeth was here. He gently pried her hands away, taking them into his own. He looked at the fair young lady standing before him and took sight of it all. Her perfectly shaped face, her brown-honey- blonde locks and big golden-brown eyes framed with long thick lashes. Her overly rosy cheeks told him that her corset had once again been pulled too tight. He wrapped his arms around her tiny waist and laughed a little.
"What is it? What's so funny Will? Tell me." Elizabeth implored.
"I was just thinking about how much pain and trouble you have to go through just so that your waist will be small enough for me to hold you."
"Why, Will Turner! Are you saying that I was fat before? And, you know I would never go through such unearthly pain just so someone like you can get their arms around it! Really!"
Before Elizabeth could say anything more, Will pulled out his present for Elizabeth. It was a small wooden box, carved with the most delicate of designs and patterns Elizabeth had ever seen. It was polished so highly that it shone in the bright sunlight. Inside, Elizabeth found a string of pearls. They weren't top grade pearls, but they were special. They had an extra large shape and were all perfectly round and smooth. They each had a distinctive glow to it.
Elizabeth was too pleased and touched that Will did all this for her to say anything. And she was only going away for two months!
" Do you like it? I went over to the other side of the beach and searched for these pearls. They have some lovely ones there. I made the box myself too. Do you like it? I know it isn't much but, it was all I could do."
"Oh, Will, I love it! It's so sweet of you to make this for me. It must have taken up a lot of your time! And you're always so busy with work and all. Thank you Will. Thank you."
She flung her arms around his neck and he spun her around. However, he had to put her down soon, for she had run out of air to breathe.
Will looked at her gasping away and pirates suddenly came to his mind. He didn't know why, but he just had to pull her into a tight but gentle hug. The thought of pirates taking her away like the last time was too awful to think about.
When he let go, he told Elizabeth, with an anxious sort of look, that she had to be careful and take care of herself.
Elizabeth looked into his eyes and couldn't resist but whisper, " I love you Will." She then leaned in and planted a soft kiss on his lips. He was startled but pleased with her sudden display of affection. He kissed her back, pulling them into a loving embrace.
The Governor was searching through the crowds for his daughter. Out of the corner of his eye, he spied a flash of pale lavender blue. He recognized it as his daughter's dress and turned in that direction. He was just in time to see Will and Elizabeth pull apart from a kiss. He felt as though a weight had just sunk down to the pit of his stomach. He couldn't understand why he had this reaction recently. Will was a good man. He was in fact, everything he had wanted his daughter to have. Then why? He brushed the thought away, making up his mind to think further on the ship. He started walking towards Will and Elizabeth, who were secretly holding hands and walking towards him, smiling and chatting. The Governor felt a twang of uneasiness and quickly disguised it with a small smile.
Up on the deck of the "Emerald", Elizabeth looked back at the shrinking dock of Port Royal. She continued waving, waving only to one person; the tiny figure waving back tirelessly. Soon, the island shrank back into the distance and she could no longer wave anymore. She took as deep a breath possible and, pushing down her emotions, went down below deck.
Will stopped waving when the slim figure on the boat stopped. He felt odd. Kind of sad yet pleased. He was pleased that Elizabeth had displayed her feelings so openly. That was their second kiss since they had admitted their love for each other. They rarely displayed their affection openly as both knew the manners on their part were contented just knowing that they were, at last, together. Courtship rules had to be followed too. Still, it was nice to be assured once every now and then. He gave one last glance to the "Emerald" and its fleet of military ships, before turning away, saying a silent prayer, walking back to the blacksmith.
A long way from Port Royal and the "Emerald", in a cave on the Isle de Muerta, a lifeless and slightly decomposed corpse lay. His body was rotting away faster than usual because of a curse brought down upon him ten years ago. His face was nearly unrecognizable but the tattoo on his forearm was still obvious. A skull with crossbones. And scrawled on them were the letters, " B-A-B-O-S-S-A".
There was a slight tremor in the ground. The caves on the little isle shook. A large rock from the ceiling above came loose and fell into the Aztec gold treasure chest. It was open, glittering and sparkling in its dark surroundings, an almost supernatural glow to it. The rock landed neatly in the middle of the coins and pieces flew in all directions. One gold coin rolled down, past the gems and precious stones. It hit a tattered garment and lay still, resting in an open palm.
The coin gave an out a brilliant shimmer and then, almost as sudden as it had come, its shine faded away. There was a blink of an eye and a sunken man stood up. He made his way to the entrance of the way and hopped into the nearly dilapidated rowboat floating nearby.
Barbossa was alive.
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Will looked out the window. The sun was nearly up and almost everyone in Port Royal was awake. He quickly glanced across to the Swann residence and saw the carriage move out of the large, steel gate. Immediately, he grabbed his things and his present for Elizabeth and rushed out of the blacksmith, past the perpetually drunk Mr. Brown.
At the dock, all the Governor and Commodore's soldiers stood ready and armed, to sail behind and in front of the "Emerald". It was where Elizabeth and the Governor would be sailing on. Will hoped that the Commodore would not be staying there too. Luckily, Elizabeth hadn't arrived yet.
Will's face was sweaty and pink; he had run all the way here. He stood along the far and deserted end of the dock and gazed out at the "Emerald". It was magnificent. He chuckled as he thought of Jack Sparrow's reaction upon seeing a ship as wonderful as that. The "Emerald" had taken over the "Interceptor" as the fastest ship in the Caribbean and was now also known as the safest and most luxurious. But, he knew that no ship could take over the Black Pearl in Jack's heart. He wondered where Jack was sailing to now. Probably up to some mischief. Again.
Elizabeth stepped down from the carriage rather clumsily. She had been deprived of sufficient oxygen for at least thirty minutes and couldn't be blamed. Her eyes roamed the surroundings for Will. Finally she found him staring out into the sea by the other end of the dock. Her heart gave a leap when she saw his tall, lean and strong frame.
Suddenly, Will eyes were shielded from the sunlight by a pair of fair, smooth and slender hands. He knew instinctively whom they belonged to. Elizabeth was here. He gently pried her hands away, taking them into his own. He looked at the fair young lady standing before him and took sight of it all. Her perfectly shaped face, her brown-honey- blonde locks and big golden-brown eyes framed with long thick lashes. Her overly rosy cheeks told him that her corset had once again been pulled too tight. He wrapped his arms around her tiny waist and laughed a little.
"What is it? What's so funny Will? Tell me." Elizabeth implored.
"I was just thinking about how much pain and trouble you have to go through just so that your waist will be small enough for me to hold you."
"Why, Will Turner! Are you saying that I was fat before? And, you know I would never go through such unearthly pain just so someone like you can get their arms around it! Really!"
Before Elizabeth could say anything more, Will pulled out his present for Elizabeth. It was a small wooden box, carved with the most delicate of designs and patterns Elizabeth had ever seen. It was polished so highly that it shone in the bright sunlight. Inside, Elizabeth found a string of pearls. They weren't top grade pearls, but they were special. They had an extra large shape and were all perfectly round and smooth. They each had a distinctive glow to it.
Elizabeth was too pleased and touched that Will did all this for her to say anything. And she was only going away for two months!
" Do you like it? I went over to the other side of the beach and searched for these pearls. They have some lovely ones there. I made the box myself too. Do you like it? I know it isn't much but, it was all I could do."
"Oh, Will, I love it! It's so sweet of you to make this for me. It must have taken up a lot of your time! And you're always so busy with work and all. Thank you Will. Thank you."
She flung her arms around his neck and he spun her around. However, he had to put her down soon, for she had run out of air to breathe.
Will looked at her gasping away and pirates suddenly came to his mind. He didn't know why, but he just had to pull her into a tight but gentle hug. The thought of pirates taking her away like the last time was too awful to think about.
When he let go, he told Elizabeth, with an anxious sort of look, that she had to be careful and take care of herself.
Elizabeth looked into his eyes and couldn't resist but whisper, " I love you Will." She then leaned in and planted a soft kiss on his lips. He was startled but pleased with her sudden display of affection. He kissed her back, pulling them into a loving embrace.
The Governor was searching through the crowds for his daughter. Out of the corner of his eye, he spied a flash of pale lavender blue. He recognized it as his daughter's dress and turned in that direction. He was just in time to see Will and Elizabeth pull apart from a kiss. He felt as though a weight had just sunk down to the pit of his stomach. He couldn't understand why he had this reaction recently. Will was a good man. He was in fact, everything he had wanted his daughter to have. Then why? He brushed the thought away, making up his mind to think further on the ship. He started walking towards Will and Elizabeth, who were secretly holding hands and walking towards him, smiling and chatting. The Governor felt a twang of uneasiness and quickly disguised it with a small smile.
Up on the deck of the "Emerald", Elizabeth looked back at the shrinking dock of Port Royal. She continued waving, waving only to one person; the tiny figure waving back tirelessly. Soon, the island shrank back into the distance and she could no longer wave anymore. She took as deep a breath possible and, pushing down her emotions, went down below deck.
Will stopped waving when the slim figure on the boat stopped. He felt odd. Kind of sad yet pleased. He was pleased that Elizabeth had displayed her feelings so openly. That was their second kiss since they had admitted their love for each other. They rarely displayed their affection openly as both knew the manners on their part were contented just knowing that they were, at last, together. Courtship rules had to be followed too. Still, it was nice to be assured once every now and then. He gave one last glance to the "Emerald" and its fleet of military ships, before turning away, saying a silent prayer, walking back to the blacksmith.
A long way from Port Royal and the "Emerald", in a cave on the Isle de Muerta, a lifeless and slightly decomposed corpse lay. His body was rotting away faster than usual because of a curse brought down upon him ten years ago. His face was nearly unrecognizable but the tattoo on his forearm was still obvious. A skull with crossbones. And scrawled on them were the letters, " B-A-B-O-S-S-A".
There was a slight tremor in the ground. The caves on the little isle shook. A large rock from the ceiling above came loose and fell into the Aztec gold treasure chest. It was open, glittering and sparkling in its dark surroundings, an almost supernatural glow to it. The rock landed neatly in the middle of the coins and pieces flew in all directions. One gold coin rolled down, past the gems and precious stones. It hit a tattered garment and lay still, resting in an open palm.
The coin gave an out a brilliant shimmer and then, almost as sudden as it had come, its shine faded away. There was a blink of an eye and a sunken man stood up. He made his way to the entrance of the way and hopped into the nearly dilapidated rowboat floating nearby.
Barbossa was alive.
Ok, so how did u like it?? Reviews!!! And wait for the other chapters..might be a while though..but not too long..I've got exams soon.. keira