Chapter Seven: Becoming Pirates Themselves
Disclaimer: Again, I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean: the Curse of the Black Pearl.
"Everyone! The pirates are gone, you may go back to your homes now," said Norrington when it was light.
Lissie ran back through the square, looking for Will. Come on, I've seen this movie seven times, you'd think I'd know where to find him! Come on Will! Where are you? She finally found him lying on the ground, with chickens pecking all around him. Running over, she knelt down, almost squishing a chicken, and shook his shoulders. "Will! Will wake up!" he opened his eyes, finally.
"Elizabeth… they took her!"
"I—what?" she pretended she didn't know what he was talking about.
Before she could say anything else, Will was up on his feet, running to the place where Lissie knew Norrington was.
"The pirates took her—they've taken Elizabeth!"
"Mr. Murtogg, remove this man from my premises, please."
"We must save her, we have to hunt them down!" said Will as he moved away from Murtogg.
"Where do you think we start? If you have any bit of information concerning the whereabouts of my daughter, please, let us hear it."
"Well, Jack Sparrow, he talked about the Black Pearl," said Murtogg.
"Well, really, he just mentioned it," said Mullroy.
"Well then ask him where it is! If you make a deal with him, he can lead us to it!" said Will.
"No, the pirates left Sparrow and… what was the girl's name?"
"Shwightsenburg," said Will and Lissie together.
"Yes, well, they left them in their cell and are therefore not Sparrow's allies. Now Governor, if we take this course here—"
"That's not good enough!" yelled Will as he slammed his hatchet into the table.
"Mr. Turner, you are not a soldier, you are not a sailor, you are a blacksmith. And do not make the mistake in thinking you are the only man in here who cares for the safety of Elizabeth." He gave him his hatchet back.
"Well, that went well," said Lissie as they walked out.
"Yeah, but we're not done yet!" said Will as he ran off with Lissie at his heels.
* * *
"Are we ever going to get out of here?" asked Jack.
"We may yet," said Beth. Right on cue, they heard footsteps thundering down the stairs. Next second, Lissie and Will appeared at the door of their cell.
"Sparrow!"
"Aye,"
"Are you familiar with that pirate ship, the Black Pearl?"
"I've heard of it," said Jack, and he suddenly became very interested in the fingernails of his right hand.
"Where does it make berth?"
"Where does it make berth? You haven't heard the stories, have you boy?" he paused. "Captain Barbossa and his crew of pirates sail to the dreaded Isle de Muerta, and island that is impossible to find, except by those few who already know where it is."
"The ship is real enough, there for its anchorage must be a real place, where is it?"
"And why would you ask me?"
"Because you're a pirate."
"And you are wanting to turn pirate yourself, be that the case?"
"Never!" said Will, grabbing the bars. "They took Miss Swann."
"Oh, I see, well, I thought since you already seem to have a girl here, why would you be wanting to go off a lookin' for another? Now you really seem pirate."
"No, it's just, Elizabeth is a friend… a really good friend," said Will, and Lissie looked at him questioningly, making him blush.
Jack and Beth were looking from Lissie to Will as though watching a tennis rally.
"Well, if you're willing to risk your own life so to rescue your friend from a band of cruel, demented, vicious pirates… you'll have to do it alone mate. I don't see any profit in it for me."
"I can get you out of here," said Will as he raised one eyebrow, making Lissie have a dazed expression on her face. Beth cleared her throat so as to get Lissie out of her trance.
"How? The key's run off."
"I helped build these cells. These are half pin-barrel hinges. The door will lift free if I put the right amount of leverage and strength together," he said as he pulled a bench up to the bars.
"What be your name—and yours too," he added to Lissie.
"Lissie Jade."
"Will Turner."
Jack stared at him for a moment. "I see. Well Mr. Turner, I've changed me mind. If you get me and Beth out of here I swear—cross my heart and hope to die—I shall take you to the Black Pearl, and your friend. Do we have an accord?" he held out his hand.
"Agreed," said Will as he shook it.
"Agreed. Now get us out of here."
Will pulled the bench up and threw the bars aside. "Hurry! Someone will have heard that!"
"Not without my things," said Jack as he grabbed his stuff.
* * *
"Are we going to steal a ship?" asked Lissie five minutes later.
"That ship?" asked Will in disbelief, indicating the Dauntless.
"Commandeer. We're commandeering that ship," he pointed to the Interceptor. "But there's one question I have to ask you, Will, this girl… how far are you willing to go to save her?"
"I'd die for her."
"Oh, good, no worries then. And you two," he said to Beth and Lissie, "Are you tagging along with us?"
"Yes," they said together.
"All right then. We need all the help we can get."
"But how are we going to get to the Dauntless without anyone noticing us?"
Jack smiled. "You'll see."
Beth and Lissie had seven times.
* * *
"WOO HOO! We're actually walking under a row boat!" said Beth excitedly
"First time for everything," said Jack.
"And how many times have you done this?" asked Will.
"This be my seventh," said Jack.
At that moment, Will stepped into a lobster trap and couldn't get it off his foot. Unfortunately, the barrel that it was connected to was being dragged across the water's surface. As they climbed out of the rowboats, Will said quietly, "That was either the maddest or the most brilliant thing I've ever done in my whole life."
"Quiet!" said Jack as they got up on deck. They crept a little ways until they saw the lieutenants standing together and talking. Jack yelled suddenly, "Everyone stay calm! We are taking over this boat—ship."
Will leapt down across the railing (Lissie sighed) and yelled, "AYE! AVAST!" Jack and Beth looked at him, but Lissie and Will just raised their eyebrows at them.
"This ship cannot be crewed by two men and two women. You'll never make it out of the harbor."
Jack rolled his eyes, pointed his gun up to Gilette's nose and said, "Son," he clicked it, "I'm Captain Jack Sparrow. Savvy? Get in the boat."
"But we are—"
"Not this one, you idiot," said Lissie. "That boat." She pointed to the rowboat.
"You really can't throw us off our own ship," said Gilette.
Beth and Lissie pulled out their swords. "Watch us," they said together.
Five minutes later, all four of them had kicked, punched, and yelled at them to get in the tiny little rowboat.
"Happy sailing to you," said Beth as she and Jack lowered it without mercy.
"Right, now that we've got those idiots out of our way, everyone pretend to be gettin' the ship ready to make way," said Jack.
"Here goes that music again," mumbled Beth.
"Norrington's coming!" said Lissie.
"Right, Now, we're all going to swing over to the other ship. Beth," he pointed to her, "get on the rope with me. Lissie, you and Will can share a rope, too."
No complaints there, thought Lissie as she hung on to the rope, a little above Will.
"Ready?" he asked Lissie.
"Whenever you are," she replied.
"Here we go," said Jack to Beth.
"NOW!" said Will as he pushed off from the ship. Lissie was holding on with all her strength, and it looked like Beth was having some difficulties hanging on. Before she knew it, they were on the other ship. She could see Beth finally lose her grip on the rope and land straight on Jack's back, earning herself a painful sounding grunt from Jack and a laugh from Lissie. Lissie hadn't been watching where they were going, the little incident with Beth and Jack caused her to lose all concentration, causing her to fall off the rope and landed straight in Will's strong arms. They stared in each other's eyes for a moment—probably longer than they should have, because Jack yelled at them, "Hey love birds! Would you stop lookin' at each other like that and help me with this? Or would you prefer to get shot by one of Norrington's men?"
Beth smirked. No fair! Lissie lands in his arms… I land on his back. Oh well, plenty more time for romantic moments later on.
Will set Lissie on the ground gently, blushing a little at Jack's comment.
Lissie looked over at the other ship. One of Norrington's men was aiming his gun straight at Will…. She gasped and pushed him over, then ducking down herself, just in time. "Sorry, but… he was going to shoot you…"
"It's okay. I would have done the same thing for you."
Now it was Lissie's turn to blush.
I love doing that to women… he thought to himself. Oh no! I'm becoming more like Jack!
"Thank you Commodore for getting us ready to make way! We would have had a hard time of it all by ourselves!"
And they were off… sailing across the Caribbean.