Disclaimer: I own nothing. ARUGH!!!! (pulls hair out in annoyance.) I'm
getting so sick of saying this.
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Elizabeth stood beside the Commodore, heedless of his endless chatter. Something caught her eye against the darkening sky. It looked like sails. "Telescope, please," Elizabeth murmured to the Commodore holding out her hand.
"What is it? What do you see?" he questioned her, handing a telescope to her.
Elizabeth didn't answer. She looked out into the ocean. There was definitely a ship out there but she couldn't tell what type. It looked an awful lot like the Shadow, though and her heart was beating fast. In a few minutes, perhaps, she would have to run below and release Jack. "I'm not sure," she told the Commodore, "but it could be the ship that Will is held captive on."
"Let me see."
He took the scope from her and his brow furrowed. "It's a pirate ship alright. We'll attack."
"Wait!"
Elizabeth held a hand up to stop him. "If you attack that ship and it's really the Shadow, Will might get hurt."
The Commodore gave a harassed sigh. Elizabeth took pleasure in how much she was annoying him. "Then what do you suggest?" he asked.
"Just wait for it to get a little closer so you can chose your targets better instead of blowing up the whole ship."
The Commodore sighed, again. "All hands on deck," he called.
"I told you.." started Elizabeth.
"I'm merely preparing them. They will not fire a shot until I give my word."
"Very well."
Elizabeth watched the navy members preparing themselves. Her stomach lurched. "Please don't hurt any of Jack's crew," she prayed.
There was a boom and a cannonball came flying towards them. "All hands down," yelled the Commodore, launching himself at Elizabeth and forcing her down.
The shot missed the mainmast by inches. Splinters of wood flew down and showered the men. The Commodore straightened up, breathing hard. He pulled Elizabeth up beside him. "Get below," he gasped.
It was the same with all men. They all told her to go and stay out of trouble when they weren't. But with the Commodore, she knew it wasn't really because he was worried about her welfare but more because she was like a prize to him. If he was able to win her over he would gain power, respect and money. He couldn't afford anything damaging his prize when he was, in his mind, so close to his goal. To tired to argue, Elizabeth turned to leave the deck but before she left she chanced a glance at the Shadow.
Her heart stopped. She knew the figure at the tiller. It was Will and behind him the Jack's crew stood, readying weapons. The Commodore seemed to have realized it, too. His lips curled in a tight, grim smile. The last thing he needed to get to his prize was happening. "Why, it seems Turner has been rash again," he announced, "A little too rash for his own good."
"Will!" screamed Elizabeth.
She heard a faint reply of "Elizabeth!"
She would give anything for Jack to be free now. He was what they needed. Will had already shot at a Navy ship. He was in trouble. "Shoot them," the Commodore commanded of his sailors, "and don't bother watching out for Turner."
Elizabeth swallowed. She didn't know what to do. "Turn back," she yelled at the Shadow, "Go away."
The Shadow did not stray from its course. Neither did it shoot anymore. The Commodore's men looked apprehensive about shooting. "What are you waiting for?" the Commodore barked, "Shoot!"
Elizabeth looked around wildly for anything that might stop him. Her eyes rested on Jack's pistol, discarded on the deck. Surprised that it had lasted there, Elizabeth started for it, her mind forming a plan. Her hand close around it and she brought it up to rest under her chin. "Stop your men Commodore," she yelled, "or I'll pull this trigger."
Will had used this before and Elizabeth was not sure if the Commodore would actually believe her as he hadn't Jack. However, as the Commodore looked around, his face grew alarmed. "Hold fire!" he ordered.
His men lowered their muskets. The Shadow was approaching. Elizabeth could see it over the Commodore's shoulder. "Elizabeth, what is this nonsense?" the Commodore questioned.
"Fire a shot at that ship and I shoot myself!"
Elizabeth was satisfied as the alarm on the Commodore's face increased. "Very well. Now will you please put that thing down?" he implored.
"I want Captain Jack Sparrow freed, as well."
The Commodore's face contorted with rage. "Release him," he said in a pained voice, nodding to two of his men, "Now Elizabeth, drop it!"
"No," Elizabeth said, in a dangerously low voice, "First you have to promise to grant Will clemency as well as Jack. Let the Shadow come back to Port Royal and stock up."
The Commodore looked as if he had swallowed a whole lemon. "That's going too far, Elizabeth," he growled, "I'm held by duty to persecute pirates and I cannot stop for even a governor's daughter."
"Well it looks like I'm going to shoot after all," Elizabeth said, in a mock pleasant voice, "It's been a pleasure living with some of you."
Her hand locked the barrel into place. The Commodore could not contain himself. He rushed forward. "What's all this?"
A very disgruntled Jack had appeared. He saw Elizabeth and jumped. "Lizzie, love, take that thing away from yerself."
The Commodore rounded on him eyes flashing. "The only reason your out is because Elizabeth decided so."
"Oh."
Jack still looked very confused. "Well Commodore, I'm afraid since you didn't agree."
"No!"
The Commodore took a deep breath. "Anything, just don't pull the trigger," he gasped, "your father would kill me."
"You promise, then?" Elizabeth asked.
"Aye," the word was hardly audible.
Elizabeth threw the pistol to Jack, who caught it. "What goin' on?" he asked.
"Ms. Swann," the Commodore shot her a look, "was threatening to commit suicide if I didn't free you, allow you and Turner clemency, and allow you to harbor and stock up in Port Royal."
"Bloody 'ell!" Jack exclaimed, "Do I get all that?"
The Commodore's lips tightened. Elizabeth answered for him. "Aye."
The Shadow had reached the Dauntless and was drawing alongside it. "Crewmembers," Jack bellowed, "Leave all arms. No-one is attacking you."
Before anyone could stop him, he grabbed a loose rope and swung onto the Shadow. His crew greeted him enthusiastically. "Now if you'll excuse me, Commodore."
Elizabeth gripped the rope Jack had just used and launched her self. She closed her eyes as she felt herself flying high above the water. She opened them just in time to make a somewhat graceful landing. Will caught her and started kissing her at once. Finally he pulled away from her, "You don't know how glad I am to see you," he whispered.
"I'm glad to see you, too," she remarked and she was. At least as a friend.
Will was distracted for a few minutes and Elizabeth turned. Her eyes met Jack's. He closed the space between them and kissed her quickly on the lips. "For helpin' me outta this mess," he said in reply to her questioning look.
He moved away, right after that to talk to Gibbs. Elizabeth felt breathless. Will was not paying attention to her anymore. He was involved with in a heated discussion with AnnaMaria. Elizabeth looked up at the Commodore on the Dauntless who was wearing a look of utmost disgust. She smiled. At least he was out of the way.
***
O.K. so there wasn't all that much Jack. Actually it's sort of weird that I'm writing this story at all because I'm totally obsessed with Orlando Bloom and Will (except I like Jack's character more.) Maybe I'm doing this just to get Elizabeth out of the way so I can have Will. Muhaha.
Will: I refuse to be referred to as something anyone owns!
Me: Awwww!! Isn't that sweet? Fine then, I won't refer to you in a possessive way. Now kiss me!
Will: Ummmm. (hopefully) Whatever happened to Elizabeth?
Me: She ran away with Jack! Muhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!
Will: Erm.. What was that thing about her loving me forever?
Me: You can never trust nobles!
Will: She's not a noble!
Me: Whatever. Just kiss me!
Will: I'd rather not.
Elizabeth: (coming in) Will, where have you been? I've been looking everywhere for you!
Will: Elizabeth! (glues his lips to hers.)
Me: Hey! Elizabeth, you were supposed to run off with Jack. Get off Will right now!
Elizabeth: Muphfh.
Me: ARUGH!
Jack: (popping in) Anythin' wrong, love?
Me: YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO DISTRACT HER!!!
Jack: Oh well. I could distract ya instead!
Me: I WANT WILL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
***
Yeah, so that was one of my many random writings. Sorry if that disturbed you. Review please.
***
Elizabeth stood beside the Commodore, heedless of his endless chatter. Something caught her eye against the darkening sky. It looked like sails. "Telescope, please," Elizabeth murmured to the Commodore holding out her hand.
"What is it? What do you see?" he questioned her, handing a telescope to her.
Elizabeth didn't answer. She looked out into the ocean. There was definitely a ship out there but she couldn't tell what type. It looked an awful lot like the Shadow, though and her heart was beating fast. In a few minutes, perhaps, she would have to run below and release Jack. "I'm not sure," she told the Commodore, "but it could be the ship that Will is held captive on."
"Let me see."
He took the scope from her and his brow furrowed. "It's a pirate ship alright. We'll attack."
"Wait!"
Elizabeth held a hand up to stop him. "If you attack that ship and it's really the Shadow, Will might get hurt."
The Commodore gave a harassed sigh. Elizabeth took pleasure in how much she was annoying him. "Then what do you suggest?" he asked.
"Just wait for it to get a little closer so you can chose your targets better instead of blowing up the whole ship."
The Commodore sighed, again. "All hands on deck," he called.
"I told you.." started Elizabeth.
"I'm merely preparing them. They will not fire a shot until I give my word."
"Very well."
Elizabeth watched the navy members preparing themselves. Her stomach lurched. "Please don't hurt any of Jack's crew," she prayed.
There was a boom and a cannonball came flying towards them. "All hands down," yelled the Commodore, launching himself at Elizabeth and forcing her down.
The shot missed the mainmast by inches. Splinters of wood flew down and showered the men. The Commodore straightened up, breathing hard. He pulled Elizabeth up beside him. "Get below," he gasped.
It was the same with all men. They all told her to go and stay out of trouble when they weren't. But with the Commodore, she knew it wasn't really because he was worried about her welfare but more because she was like a prize to him. If he was able to win her over he would gain power, respect and money. He couldn't afford anything damaging his prize when he was, in his mind, so close to his goal. To tired to argue, Elizabeth turned to leave the deck but before she left she chanced a glance at the Shadow.
Her heart stopped. She knew the figure at the tiller. It was Will and behind him the Jack's crew stood, readying weapons. The Commodore seemed to have realized it, too. His lips curled in a tight, grim smile. The last thing he needed to get to his prize was happening. "Why, it seems Turner has been rash again," he announced, "A little too rash for his own good."
"Will!" screamed Elizabeth.
She heard a faint reply of "Elizabeth!"
She would give anything for Jack to be free now. He was what they needed. Will had already shot at a Navy ship. He was in trouble. "Shoot them," the Commodore commanded of his sailors, "and don't bother watching out for Turner."
Elizabeth swallowed. She didn't know what to do. "Turn back," she yelled at the Shadow, "Go away."
The Shadow did not stray from its course. Neither did it shoot anymore. The Commodore's men looked apprehensive about shooting. "What are you waiting for?" the Commodore barked, "Shoot!"
Elizabeth looked around wildly for anything that might stop him. Her eyes rested on Jack's pistol, discarded on the deck. Surprised that it had lasted there, Elizabeth started for it, her mind forming a plan. Her hand close around it and she brought it up to rest under her chin. "Stop your men Commodore," she yelled, "or I'll pull this trigger."
Will had used this before and Elizabeth was not sure if the Commodore would actually believe her as he hadn't Jack. However, as the Commodore looked around, his face grew alarmed. "Hold fire!" he ordered.
His men lowered their muskets. The Shadow was approaching. Elizabeth could see it over the Commodore's shoulder. "Elizabeth, what is this nonsense?" the Commodore questioned.
"Fire a shot at that ship and I shoot myself!"
Elizabeth was satisfied as the alarm on the Commodore's face increased. "Very well. Now will you please put that thing down?" he implored.
"I want Captain Jack Sparrow freed, as well."
The Commodore's face contorted with rage. "Release him," he said in a pained voice, nodding to two of his men, "Now Elizabeth, drop it!"
"No," Elizabeth said, in a dangerously low voice, "First you have to promise to grant Will clemency as well as Jack. Let the Shadow come back to Port Royal and stock up."
The Commodore looked as if he had swallowed a whole lemon. "That's going too far, Elizabeth," he growled, "I'm held by duty to persecute pirates and I cannot stop for even a governor's daughter."
"Well it looks like I'm going to shoot after all," Elizabeth said, in a mock pleasant voice, "It's been a pleasure living with some of you."
Her hand locked the barrel into place. The Commodore could not contain himself. He rushed forward. "What's all this?"
A very disgruntled Jack had appeared. He saw Elizabeth and jumped. "Lizzie, love, take that thing away from yerself."
The Commodore rounded on him eyes flashing. "The only reason your out is because Elizabeth decided so."
"Oh."
Jack still looked very confused. "Well Commodore, I'm afraid since you didn't agree."
"No!"
The Commodore took a deep breath. "Anything, just don't pull the trigger," he gasped, "your father would kill me."
"You promise, then?" Elizabeth asked.
"Aye," the word was hardly audible.
Elizabeth threw the pistol to Jack, who caught it. "What goin' on?" he asked.
"Ms. Swann," the Commodore shot her a look, "was threatening to commit suicide if I didn't free you, allow you and Turner clemency, and allow you to harbor and stock up in Port Royal."
"Bloody 'ell!" Jack exclaimed, "Do I get all that?"
The Commodore's lips tightened. Elizabeth answered for him. "Aye."
The Shadow had reached the Dauntless and was drawing alongside it. "Crewmembers," Jack bellowed, "Leave all arms. No-one is attacking you."
Before anyone could stop him, he grabbed a loose rope and swung onto the Shadow. His crew greeted him enthusiastically. "Now if you'll excuse me, Commodore."
Elizabeth gripped the rope Jack had just used and launched her self. She closed her eyes as she felt herself flying high above the water. She opened them just in time to make a somewhat graceful landing. Will caught her and started kissing her at once. Finally he pulled away from her, "You don't know how glad I am to see you," he whispered.
"I'm glad to see you, too," she remarked and she was. At least as a friend.
Will was distracted for a few minutes and Elizabeth turned. Her eyes met Jack's. He closed the space between them and kissed her quickly on the lips. "For helpin' me outta this mess," he said in reply to her questioning look.
He moved away, right after that to talk to Gibbs. Elizabeth felt breathless. Will was not paying attention to her anymore. He was involved with in a heated discussion with AnnaMaria. Elizabeth looked up at the Commodore on the Dauntless who was wearing a look of utmost disgust. She smiled. At least he was out of the way.
***
O.K. so there wasn't all that much Jack. Actually it's sort of weird that I'm writing this story at all because I'm totally obsessed with Orlando Bloom and Will (except I like Jack's character more.) Maybe I'm doing this just to get Elizabeth out of the way so I can have Will. Muhaha.
Will: I refuse to be referred to as something anyone owns!
Me: Awwww!! Isn't that sweet? Fine then, I won't refer to you in a possessive way. Now kiss me!
Will: Ummmm. (hopefully) Whatever happened to Elizabeth?
Me: She ran away with Jack! Muhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!
Will: Erm.. What was that thing about her loving me forever?
Me: You can never trust nobles!
Will: She's not a noble!
Me: Whatever. Just kiss me!
Will: I'd rather not.
Elizabeth: (coming in) Will, where have you been? I've been looking everywhere for you!
Will: Elizabeth! (glues his lips to hers.)
Me: Hey! Elizabeth, you were supposed to run off with Jack. Get off Will right now!
Elizabeth: Muphfh.
Me: ARUGH!
Jack: (popping in) Anythin' wrong, love?
Me: YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO DISTRACT HER!!!
Jack: Oh well. I could distract ya instead!
Me: I WANT WILL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
***
Yeah, so that was one of my many random writings. Sorry if that disturbed you. Review please.