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For a while, both you and Jack sit quietly, listening to the sounds outside. Eventually, the sounds of the screams and shouts from both the pirates and Port Royale citizens can no longer be heard. Pushing yourself up, you walk over to gaze out of the large hole in the wall that had been blown out by a cannon. Unfortunately, the steel bars of your cell do not permit you access to the freedom that you so long for. The Black Pearl is gone.. having obviously taken Elizabeth and the medallion. Looking upon Port Royale, you see the town is actually very quiet and still. You might not even think that the town had been attacked in the first place, had it not been for the extremely apparent damages caused by The Pearl upon the town, such as many destroyed buildings lying demolished in the streets.
A chill wind strikes your face as you rub your hands up and down your arms to provide some sort of warmth. The sudden stillness causes you to realize just how tired you are. Stifling a yawn, you turn around to find Jack still twirling the small bone between his fingers, mumbling quietly to himself. Noticing your stare, he stops fiddling and glances up in your direction.
"I'm tryin' to figure our way outta 'ere." He answers your questioning gaze.
"I wouldn't worry too much about it," you reply, knowing full well that Will Turner will come tomorrow and bust open the cell door.
"I worry just enough, young lass. I don' know abou' you, but I don't plan on bein' 'anged tomorrow, savvy?" Jack repeatedly points at himself with the bone still in his unwashed hand.
"Just- just trust me Ok?" you shrug with a half smile, "And you should probably try to get some sleep, too. Believe me, tomorrow, you're gonna need it!" You curl up in a corner and rest your eyes. Wodering the captain's reaction, you open one eye, and see Jack Sparrow staring at you lying there with a bemused expression on his dark, tan face.
Shaking his head he finally says, "She's a mad one, that." And with that, he continues to fiddle with the bone, and a thoughtful look in his eyes.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~THE NEXT MORNING~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Fluttering your eyes open, you forget where you are for a while. You are in a very bright room, that smells rather like sweaty socks.
"Mom.?" you muster in your groggy morning voice.
"C'mon. please.." you hear a returning voice that is certainly not your mother's. The voice is deep and low.. Oh God. You suddenly remember everything in the past 24 hours. The theater, the movie, the jail, The Pearl, the pirates, and (gasp) Jack Sparrow! You bolt upright and take in your surroundings. A small cell is what you see with piles of straw stacked up around the corners, and a rather large hole in the wall on the neighboring side of the cell.
"Wouldya just.?"
You snap your head around to your left to see Jack fumbling with the lock on the cell door, using the bone he held the night earlier as a false key. He is obviously having some difficulty in the matter, seeing as how he is ranting and cursing at the lock.
You sniff loudly as you feel your nose start to run. You hope that you didn't catch a cold. Hearing your "sniff", Jack ceases his ramblings and quickly turns in your direction. Giving a crooked smile he says,
"Was wonderin' when you would wake! 'Morning!" he says turning back to the lock.
"Uh...' morning," you slowly reply, with, still, a sort of raspy edge to your voice.
"Listen, luv. D'ya think that you could possibly give me a 'and 'ere? They'll be comin' to collect us soon, an' I really don't feel up to bein' 'anged on a day as lovely as this!" Jack says with an unusual urgency to his usually calm nature.
But before you can answer, footsteps are heard from upstairs. Reacting rather quickly, Jack leaves the bone in the lock and lays down upon the ground, pretending as if he were asleep.
"You, Sparrow!" The sweet, strong voice fills your ears. Your turn to find none other than 'the' Will Turner charging towards your cell looking a bit disheveled.
"Aye?" Jack lifts his head innocently.
"You are familiar with that ship, the Black Pearl?"
Laying his head back down, Jack replies with a slight slur,
"I've 'eard of it."
"Where does it make berth?" Will says, bringing his face close to the bars.
"Where does it make berth? Have you not heard the stories? Captain Barbossa and his crew of miscreants sail from the dreaded Isla de Muerta. It's an island that cannot be found..except.. by those who already know where it is!" Jack adds, pointing his finger knowingly.
"The ship's real enough. Therefore its anchorage must be a real place! Where is it?"
"Why ask me?" Jack drawls, studying his nails, seemingly bored with the conversation.
"...Because you're a pirate!" Will sputters, breaking his eye contact with Jack.
"And you want to turn pirate yourself then, is that it?"
"Never!" Will returns with a sudden ferocity about him. After a moment's silence he speaks again, "They took Miss Swann."
"Oh, so it is that you've found a girl?" Jack says in an upbeat tone. Propping himself up onto his elbows, he continues, "I see. Well, if you're attempting to brave all, hasten to her rescue, and so win fair lady's heart you'll have to do it alone, mate. I see no profit for me."
You expectantly turn your head towards Will to hear his reaction. For the past two minutes, you have switched your head back and forth between the two, as if you were watching a tennis match. As you see Will, however, he is looking at 'you' and not Sparrow.
"Hi!" you cautiously speak, "Carry, on, please, I'm not here!" you encourage, not wanting to upset the balance of the movie. Will, seemingly being puzzled by your appearance, you decide to take it upon yourself to speak for him. Throwing your hair behind you ears, you turn towards Jack,
"He can get us out of here, Jack! Help him!"
"How's that? The key's run off!" Jack nods his head towards the exit.
Taking a breath, you reply,
"Well, I believe that Mr. Turner did in fact help build these cells. So, he therefore would know that they are made with half pin-barrel hinge thingies and when the proper application is applied, the door will lift free!" Exhaling from your rush of words, you turn to gaze expectantly at both men, who look at you as if you have crabs crawling out of your ears.
"How is it that you know my name? I don't believe that I've ever met you before..." Will implores to you. But before you can answer, Jack sits up and speaks before you do (thank God!).
"So that's you name then? Turner?"
"Y-yes...Will Turner." Will utters.
"That will be short for William, I imagine. Good strong name. No doubt, named for your father, aye?" Jack sits up interestedly.
"Yes." Will replies obviously rather confused, still eyeing you warily.
"Aha! Well then, Mr. Turner, I've changed me mind!" Jack pushes himself from the floor, dusting himself off. "If you spring us from this cell, I swear on pain of death, I shall take you to the Black Pearl, and your bonnie lass! Do we have an accord?" Jack asks, offering his hand between the cell bars.
After a moment's consideration, Will takes his hand and announces,
"Agreed!"
"Agreed!" Jack echoes, "Get us out!" he lifts his arms gesturingly.
Will looks about for a moment, then reaches for the bench against the wall and pries it under the frame of the cell door. Throwing his weight into the base of the bench, the cell door jerks loose with a loud 'clang'.
"Hurry!" He says as he takes a step back, allowing you and Jack to exit. "Someone will have heard that!"
"Not without my effects!" Jack prances over to the pegs on the wall and takes his sword and pistol from the nearest one. A wide smile spreading over your face, you follow them as they charge up the stairs. You'll be damned if you let this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for adventure pass you by!!!!
End of chapter 4!!!!!!!!! I love writing this story! It's so much fun to write!!! It's like re-living the movie every time I work on it!! Hope you guys still like it! Please review!
For a while, both you and Jack sit quietly, listening to the sounds outside. Eventually, the sounds of the screams and shouts from both the pirates and Port Royale citizens can no longer be heard. Pushing yourself up, you walk over to gaze out of the large hole in the wall that had been blown out by a cannon. Unfortunately, the steel bars of your cell do not permit you access to the freedom that you so long for. The Black Pearl is gone.. having obviously taken Elizabeth and the medallion. Looking upon Port Royale, you see the town is actually very quiet and still. You might not even think that the town had been attacked in the first place, had it not been for the extremely apparent damages caused by The Pearl upon the town, such as many destroyed buildings lying demolished in the streets.
A chill wind strikes your face as you rub your hands up and down your arms to provide some sort of warmth. The sudden stillness causes you to realize just how tired you are. Stifling a yawn, you turn around to find Jack still twirling the small bone between his fingers, mumbling quietly to himself. Noticing your stare, he stops fiddling and glances up in your direction.
"I'm tryin' to figure our way outta 'ere." He answers your questioning gaze.
"I wouldn't worry too much about it," you reply, knowing full well that Will Turner will come tomorrow and bust open the cell door.
"I worry just enough, young lass. I don' know abou' you, but I don't plan on bein' 'anged tomorrow, savvy?" Jack repeatedly points at himself with the bone still in his unwashed hand.
"Just- just trust me Ok?" you shrug with a half smile, "And you should probably try to get some sleep, too. Believe me, tomorrow, you're gonna need it!" You curl up in a corner and rest your eyes. Wodering the captain's reaction, you open one eye, and see Jack Sparrow staring at you lying there with a bemused expression on his dark, tan face.
Shaking his head he finally says, "She's a mad one, that." And with that, he continues to fiddle with the bone, and a thoughtful look in his eyes.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~THE NEXT MORNING~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Fluttering your eyes open, you forget where you are for a while. You are in a very bright room, that smells rather like sweaty socks.
"Mom.?" you muster in your groggy morning voice.
"C'mon. please.." you hear a returning voice that is certainly not your mother's. The voice is deep and low.. Oh God. You suddenly remember everything in the past 24 hours. The theater, the movie, the jail, The Pearl, the pirates, and (gasp) Jack Sparrow! You bolt upright and take in your surroundings. A small cell is what you see with piles of straw stacked up around the corners, and a rather large hole in the wall on the neighboring side of the cell.
"Wouldya just.?"
You snap your head around to your left to see Jack fumbling with the lock on the cell door, using the bone he held the night earlier as a false key. He is obviously having some difficulty in the matter, seeing as how he is ranting and cursing at the lock.
You sniff loudly as you feel your nose start to run. You hope that you didn't catch a cold. Hearing your "sniff", Jack ceases his ramblings and quickly turns in your direction. Giving a crooked smile he says,
"Was wonderin' when you would wake! 'Morning!" he says turning back to the lock.
"Uh...' morning," you slowly reply, with, still, a sort of raspy edge to your voice.
"Listen, luv. D'ya think that you could possibly give me a 'and 'ere? They'll be comin' to collect us soon, an' I really don't feel up to bein' 'anged on a day as lovely as this!" Jack says with an unusual urgency to his usually calm nature.
But before you can answer, footsteps are heard from upstairs. Reacting rather quickly, Jack leaves the bone in the lock and lays down upon the ground, pretending as if he were asleep.
"You, Sparrow!" The sweet, strong voice fills your ears. Your turn to find none other than 'the' Will Turner charging towards your cell looking a bit disheveled.
"Aye?" Jack lifts his head innocently.
"You are familiar with that ship, the Black Pearl?"
Laying his head back down, Jack replies with a slight slur,
"I've 'eard of it."
"Where does it make berth?" Will says, bringing his face close to the bars.
"Where does it make berth? Have you not heard the stories? Captain Barbossa and his crew of miscreants sail from the dreaded Isla de Muerta. It's an island that cannot be found..except.. by those who already know where it is!" Jack adds, pointing his finger knowingly.
"The ship's real enough. Therefore its anchorage must be a real place! Where is it?"
"Why ask me?" Jack drawls, studying his nails, seemingly bored with the conversation.
"...Because you're a pirate!" Will sputters, breaking his eye contact with Jack.
"And you want to turn pirate yourself then, is that it?"
"Never!" Will returns with a sudden ferocity about him. After a moment's silence he speaks again, "They took Miss Swann."
"Oh, so it is that you've found a girl?" Jack says in an upbeat tone. Propping himself up onto his elbows, he continues, "I see. Well, if you're attempting to brave all, hasten to her rescue, and so win fair lady's heart you'll have to do it alone, mate. I see no profit for me."
You expectantly turn your head towards Will to hear his reaction. For the past two minutes, you have switched your head back and forth between the two, as if you were watching a tennis match. As you see Will, however, he is looking at 'you' and not Sparrow.
"Hi!" you cautiously speak, "Carry, on, please, I'm not here!" you encourage, not wanting to upset the balance of the movie. Will, seemingly being puzzled by your appearance, you decide to take it upon yourself to speak for him. Throwing your hair behind you ears, you turn towards Jack,
"He can get us out of here, Jack! Help him!"
"How's that? The key's run off!" Jack nods his head towards the exit.
Taking a breath, you reply,
"Well, I believe that Mr. Turner did in fact help build these cells. So, he therefore would know that they are made with half pin-barrel hinge thingies and when the proper application is applied, the door will lift free!" Exhaling from your rush of words, you turn to gaze expectantly at both men, who look at you as if you have crabs crawling out of your ears.
"How is it that you know my name? I don't believe that I've ever met you before..." Will implores to you. But before you can answer, Jack sits up and speaks before you do (thank God!).
"So that's you name then? Turner?"
"Y-yes...Will Turner." Will utters.
"That will be short for William, I imagine. Good strong name. No doubt, named for your father, aye?" Jack sits up interestedly.
"Yes." Will replies obviously rather confused, still eyeing you warily.
"Aha! Well then, Mr. Turner, I've changed me mind!" Jack pushes himself from the floor, dusting himself off. "If you spring us from this cell, I swear on pain of death, I shall take you to the Black Pearl, and your bonnie lass! Do we have an accord?" Jack asks, offering his hand between the cell bars.
After a moment's consideration, Will takes his hand and announces,
"Agreed!"
"Agreed!" Jack echoes, "Get us out!" he lifts his arms gesturingly.
Will looks about for a moment, then reaches for the bench against the wall and pries it under the frame of the cell door. Throwing his weight into the base of the bench, the cell door jerks loose with a loud 'clang'.
"Hurry!" He says as he takes a step back, allowing you and Jack to exit. "Someone will have heard that!"
"Not without my effects!" Jack prances over to the pegs on the wall and takes his sword and pistol from the nearest one. A wide smile spreading over your face, you follow them as they charge up the stairs. You'll be damned if you let this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for adventure pass you by!!!!
End of chapter 4!!!!!!!!! I love writing this story! It's so much fun to write!!! It's like re-living the movie every time I work on it!! Hope you guys still like it! Please review!