Author: newzealandwanderer
Rating, etc. See earlier chapters. I'm too tired to type so much.
To my reviewers: *hug* you all make my day, really. The best compliment I've got so far was from someone who said it was like watching the movie again. THIS IS MY GOAL!! WATAA!!!
Now, continuing...
Turning Away: A Pirate's Return
The cold water momentarily put Jack's body into shock. Opening his eyes underwater he could see the jagged rocks and the fish darting among them along the ocean floor. Surfacing as quickly as he could, Sparrow sought the water for the floundering seaman that had taken a dive over the railing. It wasn't hard, the man was splashing and thrashing about, croaking for help with what little breath he had left. Jack cut a straight line through the water to him, grabbing the man by the back of his ragged shirt, pulling his head further out of the water.
"Stop splashin' around! You'll bring all the sharks in the ocean to us!" Jack spat water and twisted around, dragging the now scared stiff sailor behind him back towards the Pearl.
Meanwhile, back on the boat, Ana Maria leaned back from the port railing in confusion. "Where the bloody 'ell did he go?" Turning back to the helm, she made to shout at Jack but stopped short, seeing the empty space where her Captain should have been. "Cap'n? Hey," she shouted at her fellow crewmen, "where's Jack got too?"
They all looked around in confusion, trying to keep their balance as the ship scraped against the rocks below the keel. The Pearl started to list to port, masts tilting in the sky, bringing the world at an angle for everyone on board. Sailors from below deck began to pile out of the hatch, soaking wet. "We're taking on too much water!" One shouted, sliding and smashing against the starboard railing. Turning around to grasp the side bar he stared out into the water in confusion. His dumbfounded state soon lifted, and he began yelling, "Captain's gone overboard! Get a rope over here now!"
Jack raised his free hand and gave a salute to the sailor who'd spotted him. Feet going numb, Jack kicked as hard as he could towards the boat, dragging the deadweight of the petrified sailor along with him. "Shouldn't 'ave said that lot about the sharks," Sparrow mumbled to himself as he dunked under again.
Ana Maria appeared, throwing a rope accurately within Jack's reach. Grasping it, he flew through the waves, towing the shivering sailor with him, as all hands aboard his boat pulled as hard as they could. Coughing and shaking, Trist, the man who'd gone overboard, stammered out a thank you as the pair were pulled onto the deck. "Thankee, Cap'n. All my parts 'ave gone numb I can't 'ardly..." he broke into a fit of uncontrolled shivering, unable to finish his sentence.
Jack shook his head, spraying water over everyone standing near. Cloaks appeared like magic, enveloping Jack's freezing body. "There Jack, you'll be warm in a moment."
The boat shuddered again, throwing nearly everyone to the deck once more. Jack swayed to keep his balance, then shrugged the coat off his dripping shoulders and darted up onto the foredeck.
"Swing the main sail to port an' we might make it through!" Jack shouted. The crew stared at him dumbly for a moment, then swarmed into action. "Come on darlin'," Jack gripped the fore staysail rope, "almost there."
The island loomed up before the ship as the wind caught and turned the ship inland. The crew gave a half hearted cheer as the grating noise blow deck stopped as the ship cleared the channel and slid into shallow water. Sparrow voiced his thoughts.
"If'n we bring 'er up onto the beach we can cut some timbers and fix that." He pointed to the water that was beginning to seep onto the deck through the hatch.
When the Pearl's keel began to scrape sand, Jack gave more orders. "Ever'body out now!" He swayed around on deck until he found a rope. Tying it to the railing he scaled down the side of the ship and splashed into the extremely shallow water. His crew members began to land down beside him with more ropes, and he patted the side timbers of his pride and joy before executing a swift about face and pulling as hard as he could. "Come on you dogs, we gotta get her up further on the sand."
It was several hours before the crew of the Black Pearl could beach the ship a reasonable distance onto the sand. With deft maneuvering of the sails in the wind and all possible man power, she had finally come up to a level where they could repair the long gash on the starboard side.
Flopping down on the beach grass the crew tried to catch their breath. They all stared at the Pearl dumbly with a 'well, there it is... what do we do now' atmosphere. Jack popped his head out of the tall beach grass comically. "Well mates, lets go find some timber!" He jumped up like a grasshopper and cut a straight path (as straight a path as Jack Sparrow can make) towards the trees. "Reg'ler forest on this rock. Looks like some oak... hmm... osage..." He walked around poking the different trees. The exhausted crew watched him leave in disbelief; some shook their heads and disappeared back into the beach grass, curling up and letting sleep take them.
Reaching a thick grove of bushes, Jack gave a shout back. "Here's some of that real thick, heavy stuff, we saw at..." His voice trailed off. Several inches from his face, coming from the bushes in front of him, an arrow pointed directly between his eyes. For one of the few times in his life, Captain Jack Sparrow had nothing to say.
That's all for now. School starts back up soon, so chapters will take even LONGER. Accursed homework. Anyway, hope everyone likes it. Please give me suggestions! Any kind of input is appreciated! Thanks. See review button. PUSH REVIEW BUTTON! :)
Rating, etc. See earlier chapters. I'm too tired to type so much.
To my reviewers: *hug* you all make my day, really. The best compliment I've got so far was from someone who said it was like watching the movie again. THIS IS MY GOAL!! WATAA!!!
Now, continuing...
Turning Away: A Pirate's Return
The cold water momentarily put Jack's body into shock. Opening his eyes underwater he could see the jagged rocks and the fish darting among them along the ocean floor. Surfacing as quickly as he could, Sparrow sought the water for the floundering seaman that had taken a dive over the railing. It wasn't hard, the man was splashing and thrashing about, croaking for help with what little breath he had left. Jack cut a straight line through the water to him, grabbing the man by the back of his ragged shirt, pulling his head further out of the water.
"Stop splashin' around! You'll bring all the sharks in the ocean to us!" Jack spat water and twisted around, dragging the now scared stiff sailor behind him back towards the Pearl.
Meanwhile, back on the boat, Ana Maria leaned back from the port railing in confusion. "Where the bloody 'ell did he go?" Turning back to the helm, she made to shout at Jack but stopped short, seeing the empty space where her Captain should have been. "Cap'n? Hey," she shouted at her fellow crewmen, "where's Jack got too?"
They all looked around in confusion, trying to keep their balance as the ship scraped against the rocks below the keel. The Pearl started to list to port, masts tilting in the sky, bringing the world at an angle for everyone on board. Sailors from below deck began to pile out of the hatch, soaking wet. "We're taking on too much water!" One shouted, sliding and smashing against the starboard railing. Turning around to grasp the side bar he stared out into the water in confusion. His dumbfounded state soon lifted, and he began yelling, "Captain's gone overboard! Get a rope over here now!"
Jack raised his free hand and gave a salute to the sailor who'd spotted him. Feet going numb, Jack kicked as hard as he could towards the boat, dragging the deadweight of the petrified sailor along with him. "Shouldn't 'ave said that lot about the sharks," Sparrow mumbled to himself as he dunked under again.
Ana Maria appeared, throwing a rope accurately within Jack's reach. Grasping it, he flew through the waves, towing the shivering sailor with him, as all hands aboard his boat pulled as hard as they could. Coughing and shaking, Trist, the man who'd gone overboard, stammered out a thank you as the pair were pulled onto the deck. "Thankee, Cap'n. All my parts 'ave gone numb I can't 'ardly..." he broke into a fit of uncontrolled shivering, unable to finish his sentence.
Jack shook his head, spraying water over everyone standing near. Cloaks appeared like magic, enveloping Jack's freezing body. "There Jack, you'll be warm in a moment."
The boat shuddered again, throwing nearly everyone to the deck once more. Jack swayed to keep his balance, then shrugged the coat off his dripping shoulders and darted up onto the foredeck.
"Swing the main sail to port an' we might make it through!" Jack shouted. The crew stared at him dumbly for a moment, then swarmed into action. "Come on darlin'," Jack gripped the fore staysail rope, "almost there."
The island loomed up before the ship as the wind caught and turned the ship inland. The crew gave a half hearted cheer as the grating noise blow deck stopped as the ship cleared the channel and slid into shallow water. Sparrow voiced his thoughts.
"If'n we bring 'er up onto the beach we can cut some timbers and fix that." He pointed to the water that was beginning to seep onto the deck through the hatch.
When the Pearl's keel began to scrape sand, Jack gave more orders. "Ever'body out now!" He swayed around on deck until he found a rope. Tying it to the railing he scaled down the side of the ship and splashed into the extremely shallow water. His crew members began to land down beside him with more ropes, and he patted the side timbers of his pride and joy before executing a swift about face and pulling as hard as he could. "Come on you dogs, we gotta get her up further on the sand."
It was several hours before the crew of the Black Pearl could beach the ship a reasonable distance onto the sand. With deft maneuvering of the sails in the wind and all possible man power, she had finally come up to a level where they could repair the long gash on the starboard side.
Flopping down on the beach grass the crew tried to catch their breath. They all stared at the Pearl dumbly with a 'well, there it is... what do we do now' atmosphere. Jack popped his head out of the tall beach grass comically. "Well mates, lets go find some timber!" He jumped up like a grasshopper and cut a straight path (as straight a path as Jack Sparrow can make) towards the trees. "Reg'ler forest on this rock. Looks like some oak... hmm... osage..." He walked around poking the different trees. The exhausted crew watched him leave in disbelief; some shook their heads and disappeared back into the beach grass, curling up and letting sleep take them.
Reaching a thick grove of bushes, Jack gave a shout back. "Here's some of that real thick, heavy stuff, we saw at..." His voice trailed off. Several inches from his face, coming from the bushes in front of him, an arrow pointed directly between his eyes. For one of the few times in his life, Captain Jack Sparrow had nothing to say.
That's all for now. School starts back up soon, so chapters will take even LONGER. Accursed homework. Anyway, hope everyone likes it. Please give me suggestions! Any kind of input is appreciated! Thanks. See review button. PUSH REVIEW BUTTON! :)