Disclaimer: Sorry of we don't put this on all chapters, bte anything u
don't recognize, is probably ours, and anything you DO recognize, is,
unfortunately, not ours. and the fact that Will Turner and Jack Sparrow are
tied up has nothing to do with it! *looks around*
Ok, I know the plot's confusing but bear with us. And, erm, sorry I haven't posted in forever, but*dodges random objects including paper balls, books and keyboards* I was grounded and I had the flu and I don't want to die! *dodges chair and Mercedes Benz* If you kill me no more chapters! *throwing of objects ceases* thank you. -Talon
Ok, well, erm, it was all her fault so don't kill me, kill her.-Raven
Chapter 9
Brooding
"Jade, you have to fight it!" Elizabeth urged. Jade seemed unable to comprehend what she said, still clutching her temples. David had backed away in fear, not having the faintest clue what was going on. "Jade!" Elizabeth called again, trying to beak Barbossa's hold on her. And then. . .
Jade sat up, removed her hands from her head and was fine. Fine, but furious.
"Jade?" Elizabeth said curiously.
"Somehow, someday, I'm gonna kill 'im! He was just playin' with me, dammit."
"Excuse me." David said, in a rather small voice. "But, what's going on?"
"See this necklace?" Jade snapped angrily. "Barbossa's got one a the beads, an he's using it to control me! Dunno how he can, but he can!"
David looked utterly horrified by the very notion.
"Don' worry." she drawled viciously. "I'm the on'y one he's got it in for, really. 'E wants to kill me cause of me dad."
"Who is he?" David asked cautiously, sitting down next to her.
"Jack Sparrow."
David had quickly leapt up from the bed and was in his corner again.
"Y-y-you're dad's J-J-J-J-Jack S-S-Sparrow"
"Aye." she said. "But that's not important. The important thing is I kill Barbossa 'fore he kills me."
"Jade, I think killing is something we should leave to your father." Elizabeth scolded, although it was clear she hated Barbossa with equal force.
"Something gives me the creepy feeling that. . .he can't. So I want to do it for him!" Jade scowled and turned to David.
"So, why'd he kidnap you anyway?"
David sighed and sat once more on the bed. Although, this time he didn't have any need to leap up again.
"My father was a printer." he began
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Will leaned over the edge of the Pearl, staring into the waters. Those same waters, which were now so peaceful, had swallowed Jack last night in pure fury. He fingered the hat in his left hand, having yet to have relinquished his grip on it. If only the storm had waited just a little while longer to blow in! If only!
"Will." Anamaria said softly, coming up beside him. "Jack died at sea. It's what he'd've wanted. The important thing now is to find Jade and return her to her own home."
Will sighed, still staring into the waters. Whoever had done this, whoever the hell had done this would pay. They had taken his wife and friend, his children, and ruined what was left of Jack's before he died.
"Will." Anamaria urged. "If anybody oughta be upset about him, it should be me. I knew 'im better than anyone else on this ship, believe it or not."
Will turned sorely and stared at her. Her face was streaked with kohl and her dark eyes were red. He marveled at her ability to keep a steady voice.
"We both know that he wouldn't 'ave died if he wasn't meant to. But I'll miss the cheating louse as much as you."
"Why?" Will asked hoarsely. His personal impression of Jack and Anamaria's relationship had been that of violence, names, anger, rum, and an occasional tame conversation between the fights.
"I have my reasons." she said quietly, turning to stalk toward the captain's cabin. "Think about what I've said."
Will watched her leave, and personally felt the pirate had never looked so graceful. Unheedingly, he turned back to the waters and sighed again. He tried to ignore the throb of his heart, the awful reality of knowing there would be no more Jack. Never again would he see his friend. There would only be a deep gash where a pirate had once stood. His memories of swordfights, drunken nights, and swapping insults would now be mingled with grief. If, when he managed to find Jade, how could he tell her that her father, the man she had cursed and waited for, was dead? Each day she would stare at the coast, and for nothing. And how could he tell Elizabeth? That night she had spent on the beach with Jack had forged a friendship between them, despite how rude and insulting they were toward one another.
"Land ho!" he heard a parrot cry jubilantly from atop the shoulder of it's master. Will didn't look up. They'd stop, gather fresh water, then be off again in pursuit of the Rosy Serpent.
The Black Pearl stopped abruptly as the anchor was dropped, and for no particular reason, Will dropped the hat and hobbled into one of the boats headed for a small island. He saw Anamaria eye him with caution as Gibbs rowed, but Will didn't look back. The boat slowly came to rest after several minutes of travel on a sand bank. Will picked up his crutch and hoisted it under his arm, clambering out as he did so.
"You go look fer fruit, Turner." Gibbs instructed, handing him a heavy sack. "Coconuts an' bananas if ye can. The other stuff'll rot.'
Will nodded and hobbled into the jungle, ignoring the faint sting and itch telling him that his bandages needed to be changed if he wanted to heal. For ten minutes, he searched alone, save for the company of heat, mosquitoes, and lizards. Finally, he found a tree heavily laden with coconuts. He gathered one off the ground and was about to stuff it into the sack when a slightly slurred drawl met his ear.
"That one's no good, Will. See, there're several monkeys nearby who'll eat anything that touches the ground and they passed that one three times already. I doubt you'd want to eat it. My, my, one day out of my company and you're back in the habit of doing stupid things.
So? so? SOOOOOOO!? I worked pretty hard on this so appreciate it! NOW!- Talon She had sugar. *shrugs* we try to keep her away from Halloween candy but it never works. S'lavie, R&R or I think she'll eat me.-Raven LOOOOOOOOOVE ITTTTTTTTTTT!-Talon
Ok, I know the plot's confusing but bear with us. And, erm, sorry I haven't posted in forever, but*dodges random objects including paper balls, books and keyboards* I was grounded and I had the flu and I don't want to die! *dodges chair and Mercedes Benz* If you kill me no more chapters! *throwing of objects ceases* thank you. -Talon
Ok, well, erm, it was all her fault so don't kill me, kill her.-Raven
Chapter 9
Brooding
"Jade, you have to fight it!" Elizabeth urged. Jade seemed unable to comprehend what she said, still clutching her temples. David had backed away in fear, not having the faintest clue what was going on. "Jade!" Elizabeth called again, trying to beak Barbossa's hold on her. And then. . .
Jade sat up, removed her hands from her head and was fine. Fine, but furious.
"Jade?" Elizabeth said curiously.
"Somehow, someday, I'm gonna kill 'im! He was just playin' with me, dammit."
"Excuse me." David said, in a rather small voice. "But, what's going on?"
"See this necklace?" Jade snapped angrily. "Barbossa's got one a the beads, an he's using it to control me! Dunno how he can, but he can!"
David looked utterly horrified by the very notion.
"Don' worry." she drawled viciously. "I'm the on'y one he's got it in for, really. 'E wants to kill me cause of me dad."
"Who is he?" David asked cautiously, sitting down next to her.
"Jack Sparrow."
David had quickly leapt up from the bed and was in his corner again.
"Y-y-you're dad's J-J-J-J-Jack S-S-Sparrow"
"Aye." she said. "But that's not important. The important thing is I kill Barbossa 'fore he kills me."
"Jade, I think killing is something we should leave to your father." Elizabeth scolded, although it was clear she hated Barbossa with equal force.
"Something gives me the creepy feeling that. . .he can't. So I want to do it for him!" Jade scowled and turned to David.
"So, why'd he kidnap you anyway?"
David sighed and sat once more on the bed. Although, this time he didn't have any need to leap up again.
"My father was a printer." he began
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Will leaned over the edge of the Pearl, staring into the waters. Those same waters, which were now so peaceful, had swallowed Jack last night in pure fury. He fingered the hat in his left hand, having yet to have relinquished his grip on it. If only the storm had waited just a little while longer to blow in! If only!
"Will." Anamaria said softly, coming up beside him. "Jack died at sea. It's what he'd've wanted. The important thing now is to find Jade and return her to her own home."
Will sighed, still staring into the waters. Whoever had done this, whoever the hell had done this would pay. They had taken his wife and friend, his children, and ruined what was left of Jack's before he died.
"Will." Anamaria urged. "If anybody oughta be upset about him, it should be me. I knew 'im better than anyone else on this ship, believe it or not."
Will turned sorely and stared at her. Her face was streaked with kohl and her dark eyes were red. He marveled at her ability to keep a steady voice.
"We both know that he wouldn't 'ave died if he wasn't meant to. But I'll miss the cheating louse as much as you."
"Why?" Will asked hoarsely. His personal impression of Jack and Anamaria's relationship had been that of violence, names, anger, rum, and an occasional tame conversation between the fights.
"I have my reasons." she said quietly, turning to stalk toward the captain's cabin. "Think about what I've said."
Will watched her leave, and personally felt the pirate had never looked so graceful. Unheedingly, he turned back to the waters and sighed again. He tried to ignore the throb of his heart, the awful reality of knowing there would be no more Jack. Never again would he see his friend. There would only be a deep gash where a pirate had once stood. His memories of swordfights, drunken nights, and swapping insults would now be mingled with grief. If, when he managed to find Jade, how could he tell her that her father, the man she had cursed and waited for, was dead? Each day she would stare at the coast, and for nothing. And how could he tell Elizabeth? That night she had spent on the beach with Jack had forged a friendship between them, despite how rude and insulting they were toward one another.
"Land ho!" he heard a parrot cry jubilantly from atop the shoulder of it's master. Will didn't look up. They'd stop, gather fresh water, then be off again in pursuit of the Rosy Serpent.
The Black Pearl stopped abruptly as the anchor was dropped, and for no particular reason, Will dropped the hat and hobbled into one of the boats headed for a small island. He saw Anamaria eye him with caution as Gibbs rowed, but Will didn't look back. The boat slowly came to rest after several minutes of travel on a sand bank. Will picked up his crutch and hoisted it under his arm, clambering out as he did so.
"You go look fer fruit, Turner." Gibbs instructed, handing him a heavy sack. "Coconuts an' bananas if ye can. The other stuff'll rot.'
Will nodded and hobbled into the jungle, ignoring the faint sting and itch telling him that his bandages needed to be changed if he wanted to heal. For ten minutes, he searched alone, save for the company of heat, mosquitoes, and lizards. Finally, he found a tree heavily laden with coconuts. He gathered one off the ground and was about to stuff it into the sack when a slightly slurred drawl met his ear.
"That one's no good, Will. See, there're several monkeys nearby who'll eat anything that touches the ground and they passed that one three times already. I doubt you'd want to eat it. My, my, one day out of my company and you're back in the habit of doing stupid things.
So? so? SOOOOOOO!? I worked pretty hard on this so appreciate it! NOW!- Talon She had sugar. *shrugs* we try to keep her away from Halloween candy but it never works. S'lavie, R&R or I think she'll eat me.-Raven LOOOOOOOOOVE ITTTTTTTTTTT!-Talon