The disclaimer again (I'm tired of writing this): If I owned any of Pirates, why the hell would I be writing this little fanfic?
Things took an unexpected turn, even for me. I'm not sure where things are going now, we'll just have to see.
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Ah, yes, to clear something up because I know it's confused some people: Barrin lied to Elizabeth. He actually is insane, but somewhat of a genius, if you know what I mean. But he did lie to Elizabeth about trying to find Jack. So who does he really want? Ooh, a teaser! But I apologize for not clearing that up earlier.
Chapter 7
-On the Seastorm-
"'ello, Barrin. Er, cap'n, I mean." Jack grinned, and he tried to look friendly, tried to replace the anger on his foes face with a smile.
"Hello, Jack. Fancy havin' you back on my crew." He shrugged, but oddly, did not seem to think more of it. But hadn't he told Elizabeth that Jack was all he wanted? His attentions turned to the other prisoners, searching, but then a look of outrage crossed his face. "Where is he? Damn, isn't he here? Didn't he come?"
"Er, who exactly are you looking for?" Jack wondered, but Barrin had found his man.
He was peering intently at Will, a look of confusion on his ugly face. "Bill. The years have treated you well. Then again, you've always been lucky, haven't you?"
"Bill?" Will replied, though he knew he had been mistaken for his father.
"But shouldn't you be dead? Were you not killed on the sea several years ago?"
Jack nudged his young friend. "Will, don't do anything stupid."
"Like you just did," Will hissed in reply, as Barrin's eyes went wide. "Will? So you are his son? Hear that, lads, we have Bootstraps son!" The crew burst into sniggers.
Jack smiled and shrugged apologetically at the narrow eyed Will. Barrin threw an arm around Will's neck. "I remember you now. Shoulda seen it afore, in the dungeon, but it was damn dark in there. Terribly sorry, I'll have to kill ye. Never got t'kill your father. You'll have t'do."
"And what did my father do to you?"
"Drove me insane, lad. Walloped me over the head, and now I'm quite insane. Ask me crew, they knows all about it." Barrin clapped Will comfortingly on the shoulder. "But don't worry. It may hurt fer you, but I was gentle on yer sweetheart."
As Barrin implied that he had already hurt or possibly killed Elizabeth, Will's eyes widened in fury. "What have you done to her?"
Barrin shrugged. "You can ask her yerself at the gates of Hell, lad." The crew burst into laughter at their captains cruel joke.
-On the... Pearl?!--
Gibbs sat racking his (not too large) brain for a plan. He had managed to make it to the Port Grace, and the Pearl had been salvaged, but she was in no sailing condition. Besides, how could he sail such a ship all by himself? No, he would have to think of another way to save Jack.
Gibbs was leaning against the railing of the docked Pearl. She was being repaired by the best carpenters he could find. But it wasn't enough, he had to do more. His loyalty to his captain was undying, and he felt he could not just sit here, alone and useless. But for the moment he could do no more, and so he sat, tired and weary.
"Bloody Will and his bloody wench," was his last thought before he dozed off, due to too much rum.
-On the Seastorm-
Lumpy sat talking to his comrade, Jacob. "Why did the cap'n tell us he was looking fer Jack all this time, if'n he was lookin' fer Bill's whelp?"
Jacob shrugged. "Y'know the cap'n. Secrets, secrets."
"Aye," Lumpy agreed.
"And, he's a bit... you know." Jacob rolled his eyes around, trying to look insane.
"Insane, am I, Jacob?" Barrin glared ferociously at the man.
"Y'said so yerself, cap'n," gulped the unlucky man.
"Perhaps ye're right. Come wit me, Jacob, I'll show ye insane..." As Jacob was lead away, Lumpy took a swig of rum. "Guess I'd best find a new buddy," he muttered.
Sorry it's a somewhat shorter chapter. Rest of the family are breathing down my neck for a turn on the computer. Read and review, sorry if the story is getting too confusing!