A/N - Oooh, a twist! Sorry to keep you guys in suspense, but here's
another chapter to satisfy your thirst. P.S. Review!
Disclaimer - I have been to the Caribbean but I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean. I have seen a sparrow but I do not own the much-sexier-than-the- bird Jack Sparrow. I have some distant relative named Turner but I do not own Will or Elizabeth Turner. I have Pirates of the Caribbean on DVD but I do not own any dialogue of it.
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Jack was really floundering now. He would pump towards the surface only to sink again. He was fading fast and he knew it. So, to get his mind of the extreme danger he and Gianna were in, Jack began to talk to her.
"Luv, I finally figured out the meaning of that dream I was having. You see, when I was about to die in the dream, a bright light would save me. So I lit the rowboat with Elizabeth and me in it on fire, right before she was going to shoot me, savvy? It all came together in the end, just like you said it would. Jack noticed that he swam through a cloud of scarlet. Gianna was bleeding from hundreds of tiny cuts and scrapes all over he body. She was dead weight, and although Jack could still feel a slight pulse, he knew she was slowly dying. He had to keep going, just had to make it to the ship.
He dragged and stretched his arms through the water, continuing to talk to the unconscious love of his life.
"Well luv, back to that bit about Elizabeth. You were not on deck, per se, when we found out who the mystery captain was. Turns out it was my old friend Elizabeth. You see, we were stranded on an island together, and I was telling her all about the Pearl. I opened my heart to her, telling her everything, how the Black Pearl was my life and my freedom. She seemed interested, which made me happy. But it turns out that it captivated her a little bit too much. She decided that the Pearl had to be hers. So she went after it. She used our friend Will, whom you met on the island, as a tool because he was madly in love with Elizabeth. He would do anything he told her. And that's how it came to be that she stole the Pearl from me. But I don't even care anymore, you know that luv? The Black Pearl means nothing to me as long as I have you." He looked at Gianna's face, so beautiful, even in unconsciousness. "I love you."
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By that time, Jack had reached the Black Pearl, bone tired. He hoisted Gianna onto the deck and he shouted at any man who got in his way. He laid her gently on the deck and checked her pulse. It was there, barely. He pressed his mouth on hers and breathed out. He repeated this five times, but nothing happened. He growled angrily and tried again. At his futile efforts, there was a cold, evil laugh. Jack looked up into the eyes on Elizabeth.
"No, no, no, no, no," Jack said, "This is not happening. You are not here." He shook his head and looked again. Elizabeth was still there, cutlass at the ready.
"I just keep coming back, don't I, Sparrow?" She mocked. "You'll never be rid of me, Jack, until one of us rests eternal in Davy Jones's Locker! And here's a hint," She took a few steps closer, brandishing her cutlass menacingly. "It's going to be you first."
But a few seconds later, Elizabeth was on the deck, dead, with Gianna's sword through her heart.
'That was getting really annoying," Gianna stated, looking at Jack and smiling.
Jack ran up to her, screaming her name over and over. He picked her up off the ground in his arms and swung her around, smiling. He kissed her deeply, and Gianna hadn't felt so happy in many moons. But still, the little voice in that back of her head nagged her. Did Jack truly love her? He still hadn't told her yet. She thought Jack was the love of her life, but, she had also thought Victoria was her best friend. . .
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In his moment of rejoicing, Jack Sparrow had forgotten the angry crew that surrounded him. After all, Gianna had killed their captain.
"We've never collected as much swag as we did with her," A mad pirate gestured strongly at Elizabeth's body. The rest of the crew grumbled their agreement.
"And you killed her," continued the mad pirate, "And now, lady and gent, ye'll pay the price!" As the pirates began to advance, Gianna noticed grimly that this was the exact same thing her own crew had done when they mutinied. They were lucky enough to escape with their lives then, but this crew didn't look as forgiving. Jack had naught but the heavy iron sword, and Gianna only had her dagger.
The first mad pirate plunged in, beginning the fray. Fearlessly, Jack jumped into the fray with his weapon, slashing and cutting. But due to his league-long swim earlier, he was already tired. She could see him tiring, and started to fear for his safety. She ran up and took her place at his side, ready to defend Jack if the need arose.
Between the two of them, Jack and Gianna managed to take down 6 or 7 pirates, but things after that were starting to look bleak. Jack took a wound to the shoulder, Gianna a massive cut on her thigh. They were just about to surrender when the pirates suddenly stopped their fighting, their weapon arms lying at their sides.
Gianna and Jack looked out into the fog and saw the shape of a ship outlined in the sea of gray. The Vesuvius drifted into view, and Jack quickly dragged Gianna to the ground next to the fo'c'sle. Cannon fire boomed and shook the air around them as the Vesuvius fired grapeshot* across the deck.
"Why are they here?" Gianna asked Jack. He shrugged, not knowing why the Vesuvius had indeed returned. Then he winced as a large cannonball struck the Black Pearl. He fought down the urge to say, "Stop blowing holes in my ship."
"Gianna, I need you to promise me, luv, that you'll stay here, savvy?" Jack asked, his eyes pleading and sincere.
"Jack, I-" She started, but Jack placed a hand over her mouth. "Promise me," he drawled, his voice thick and warm like chocolate.
Gianna nodded and Jack ran out into the fight with a war cry. He wielded the cumbersome blade like a pro, cutting down pirates left and right. Gianna screamed as a tall, scruffy man delivered a slash right across Jack's temple. He swayed on his feet and fell to the deck. The pirate moved on, and Gianna, completely forgetting her promise, ran out to Jack and pulled him to the shelter behind the fo'c'sle. She laid his head in her lap and cooed to him, begging him to open his eyes. Jack looked a mess indeed. His face ran with blood, seawater, and kohl from his eyes. Gianna applied pressure to his head wound and made up a little song.
"Come on Jack, please wake again. Drink up me hearties, yo ho. I need you to help me beat all of the men. Drink up me hearties, yo ho. Jack Sparrow, I love you, savvy? Drink up me hearties, yo ho. Come on, darling, wake up for me-"
Tears started to run down Gianna's face as Jack stayed still.
Suddenly, Jack said, "Drink up me hearties, yo ho," finishing her song.
Gianna smiled widely, and the tears on her face turned to those of joy.
"I thought I told you to stay put," Jack said wryly, a smile dancing behind his eyes.
A/N - We're nearing the end of the story, friends! Don't cry though..hahaha just kidding. *Grapeshot is a kind of cannon shot that is meant to take down men, not sink ships.
Disclaimer - I have been to the Caribbean but I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean. I have seen a sparrow but I do not own the much-sexier-than-the- bird Jack Sparrow. I have some distant relative named Turner but I do not own Will or Elizabeth Turner. I have Pirates of the Caribbean on DVD but I do not own any dialogue of it.
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Jack was really floundering now. He would pump towards the surface only to sink again. He was fading fast and he knew it. So, to get his mind of the extreme danger he and Gianna were in, Jack began to talk to her.
"Luv, I finally figured out the meaning of that dream I was having. You see, when I was about to die in the dream, a bright light would save me. So I lit the rowboat with Elizabeth and me in it on fire, right before she was going to shoot me, savvy? It all came together in the end, just like you said it would. Jack noticed that he swam through a cloud of scarlet. Gianna was bleeding from hundreds of tiny cuts and scrapes all over he body. She was dead weight, and although Jack could still feel a slight pulse, he knew she was slowly dying. He had to keep going, just had to make it to the ship.
He dragged and stretched his arms through the water, continuing to talk to the unconscious love of his life.
"Well luv, back to that bit about Elizabeth. You were not on deck, per se, when we found out who the mystery captain was. Turns out it was my old friend Elizabeth. You see, we were stranded on an island together, and I was telling her all about the Pearl. I opened my heart to her, telling her everything, how the Black Pearl was my life and my freedom. She seemed interested, which made me happy. But it turns out that it captivated her a little bit too much. She decided that the Pearl had to be hers. So she went after it. She used our friend Will, whom you met on the island, as a tool because he was madly in love with Elizabeth. He would do anything he told her. And that's how it came to be that she stole the Pearl from me. But I don't even care anymore, you know that luv? The Black Pearl means nothing to me as long as I have you." He looked at Gianna's face, so beautiful, even in unconsciousness. "I love you."
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By that time, Jack had reached the Black Pearl, bone tired. He hoisted Gianna onto the deck and he shouted at any man who got in his way. He laid her gently on the deck and checked her pulse. It was there, barely. He pressed his mouth on hers and breathed out. He repeated this five times, but nothing happened. He growled angrily and tried again. At his futile efforts, there was a cold, evil laugh. Jack looked up into the eyes on Elizabeth.
"No, no, no, no, no," Jack said, "This is not happening. You are not here." He shook his head and looked again. Elizabeth was still there, cutlass at the ready.
"I just keep coming back, don't I, Sparrow?" She mocked. "You'll never be rid of me, Jack, until one of us rests eternal in Davy Jones's Locker! And here's a hint," She took a few steps closer, brandishing her cutlass menacingly. "It's going to be you first."
But a few seconds later, Elizabeth was on the deck, dead, with Gianna's sword through her heart.
'That was getting really annoying," Gianna stated, looking at Jack and smiling.
Jack ran up to her, screaming her name over and over. He picked her up off the ground in his arms and swung her around, smiling. He kissed her deeply, and Gianna hadn't felt so happy in many moons. But still, the little voice in that back of her head nagged her. Did Jack truly love her? He still hadn't told her yet. She thought Jack was the love of her life, but, she had also thought Victoria was her best friend. . .
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In his moment of rejoicing, Jack Sparrow had forgotten the angry crew that surrounded him. After all, Gianna had killed their captain.
"We've never collected as much swag as we did with her," A mad pirate gestured strongly at Elizabeth's body. The rest of the crew grumbled their agreement.
"And you killed her," continued the mad pirate, "And now, lady and gent, ye'll pay the price!" As the pirates began to advance, Gianna noticed grimly that this was the exact same thing her own crew had done when they mutinied. They were lucky enough to escape with their lives then, but this crew didn't look as forgiving. Jack had naught but the heavy iron sword, and Gianna only had her dagger.
The first mad pirate plunged in, beginning the fray. Fearlessly, Jack jumped into the fray with his weapon, slashing and cutting. But due to his league-long swim earlier, he was already tired. She could see him tiring, and started to fear for his safety. She ran up and took her place at his side, ready to defend Jack if the need arose.
Between the two of them, Jack and Gianna managed to take down 6 or 7 pirates, but things after that were starting to look bleak. Jack took a wound to the shoulder, Gianna a massive cut on her thigh. They were just about to surrender when the pirates suddenly stopped their fighting, their weapon arms lying at their sides.
Gianna and Jack looked out into the fog and saw the shape of a ship outlined in the sea of gray. The Vesuvius drifted into view, and Jack quickly dragged Gianna to the ground next to the fo'c'sle. Cannon fire boomed and shook the air around them as the Vesuvius fired grapeshot* across the deck.
"Why are they here?" Gianna asked Jack. He shrugged, not knowing why the Vesuvius had indeed returned. Then he winced as a large cannonball struck the Black Pearl. He fought down the urge to say, "Stop blowing holes in my ship."
"Gianna, I need you to promise me, luv, that you'll stay here, savvy?" Jack asked, his eyes pleading and sincere.
"Jack, I-" She started, but Jack placed a hand over her mouth. "Promise me," he drawled, his voice thick and warm like chocolate.
Gianna nodded and Jack ran out into the fight with a war cry. He wielded the cumbersome blade like a pro, cutting down pirates left and right. Gianna screamed as a tall, scruffy man delivered a slash right across Jack's temple. He swayed on his feet and fell to the deck. The pirate moved on, and Gianna, completely forgetting her promise, ran out to Jack and pulled him to the shelter behind the fo'c'sle. She laid his head in her lap and cooed to him, begging him to open his eyes. Jack looked a mess indeed. His face ran with blood, seawater, and kohl from his eyes. Gianna applied pressure to his head wound and made up a little song.
"Come on Jack, please wake again. Drink up me hearties, yo ho. I need you to help me beat all of the men. Drink up me hearties, yo ho. Jack Sparrow, I love you, savvy? Drink up me hearties, yo ho. Come on, darling, wake up for me-"
Tears started to run down Gianna's face as Jack stayed still.
Suddenly, Jack said, "Drink up me hearties, yo ho," finishing her song.
Gianna smiled widely, and the tears on her face turned to those of joy.
"I thought I told you to stay put," Jack said wryly, a smile dancing behind his eyes.
A/N - We're nearing the end of the story, friends! Don't cry though..hahaha just kidding. *Grapeshot is a kind of cannon shot that is meant to take down men, not sink ships.