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Will woke when the moon was still high overhead. He blinked sleep from his eyes, and brushed off his coating of sand. The first thing he noticed was that Sorrie was gone. After sitting up, he realized that the Black Pearl was in harbor. Joy rippled through him. He sat impatiently, wondering if Sorrie had just gone to the bathroom. Should he wait? Then he saw, after squinting, that footprints led away from their sleeping area. Some had been washed away, but others remained.
'She must've have run ahead to tell Jack I'm coming.' Will thought. But if anyone could help him get to Elizabeth, it was Jack. The thought of home spurred him to running along the beach, heading full throttle towards the docks. Once he reached the docks, he headed for the Black Pearl. He made his way up the gangplank. The ship was nearly deserted except for Mr. Cotton and his parrot, who was flying in lazy circles overhead.
"Where's Jack?" Wondered Will aloud. The parrot settled onto Mr. Cotton's shoulder.
"Why's the rum gone? Why's the rum gone?" the parrot squawked. Will knew immediately that Jack was drinking somewhere.
"Has a young girl come by?" Will asked cautiously.
"No milk in the coconut!" squealed the parrot. Secretly, Will thought the phrase a little odd, but knew it meant no. He took off again at a run, his feet spraying sand into the heavy night air. From where he was, he could already hear and smell Tortuga. For once, this didn't repulse him. He knew that Jack was most likely to be in the Faithful Bride, so in he raced. He stood in the middle of the confusion, panting hard.
"Jack!" he yelled. His dark eyes scanned the crowd rapidly, searching for the familiar face. "Jack!" he shouted again when he couldn't find the face. From across the room, a man stood up.
"Aye?" Jack Sparrow asked lazily. Will grinned. He was saved. Hurriedly, he made his way over to his friend. The majority of the Black Pearl's crew was seated around the table. Will clasped his friend's hand.
"Jack, I need you to find me a way back to Port Royal!" Will told him in a rush. Jack smiled widely, flashing his gold teeth.
"Well mate, then it's a good thing I got me the Pearl!" Jack laughed. Will seated himself.
"Have you seen Elizabeth?" Will asked in a concerned tone. Jack sat as well. An annoyed looked struck his face.
"Seen her? The bloody lass has been ordering me around for the past few weeks!" Will's heart leapt.
"Where is she?"
"On the Pearl, mate."
"Oh. Good!" Will felt excited, but he could wait.
"Jack Sparrow! I'm calling you out!" Rose a voice from the crowd. Jack's head tilted up towards the source of the voice. But he saw more than the speaker. He saw the nozzle of a gun pointed at him. He knew that voice.
"Bloody 'ell." Jack swore softly. "It's her." Will looked over. There was Sorrie. Standing with the gun pointed, cocked and ready. Her face was unreadable, an expressionless mask. Sorrie. The one he had brought with him. The child he had saved. How did Jack know her?
"Jack?" Asked Will uncertainly. Jack was staring back at Sorrie, their eyes locked intensely.
"Sorrie Robbins." Jack breathed. "The last time I saw her, she called out to me that she'd take revenge on my black heart. I sailed away on the Pearl and I never returned to the island where she lived." Jack's face was solemn with remembrance, of the tear streaked young girl who had screamed out her anger.
"My father is dead, Jack. My mother is dead as well. I blame you." She sneered. Will stood up.
"Sorrie, no." Will argued. Suddenly, the nozzle was pointed at Will.
"Sit down Will. If you try and talk me out of it, I'll kill you. And Elizabeth. I'm not like that fool; I put more than one shot in my pistol. He's going to pay for my misery." Sorrie snapped. Will sank back down.
"What did he do to deserve this?" Asked Will curiously. Sorrie's hand was shaking. Will could see tears welling up. The mask was fading.
"He killed my mother." She said slowly. Jack just stared.
"Jack? You murdered her?" Will gasped incredulously. Sorrie wasn't finished though.
"My mother wanted my father to buy the Black Pearl. She was sick. She wanted to be on the ocean, and the doctors all said that fresh air would do her good. But after all the medicine." Sorrie drew in a shaky breath, "we couldn't pay for it. So that woman offered to help one man buy a ship. And Jack wooed that woman into helping him. My mother died a broken woman. You snapped my father's heart in two and he hated me for it. He said that I reminded him too much of her. I was made his slave, his servant, his prisoner. My mother loved me more than anything. But you took her away Jack. And I will kill you for it." Sorrie said bitterly. Jack shook his head.
"It wasn't like that, Sorrie. I loved you and your mother, but your father would have killed me had I stayed. He had never liked me. Your mother knew she would die. She told me before I had left that she knew it was hopeless for her no matter what. But she wanted you to have hope. I'm sorry how it turned out, Sorrie. But don't do this, my niece. I loved my sister, but I could only do so much. I can't keep the sick from dying." Jack told her sadly. Sorrie was trembling. But from her side, she drew her sword. Which was actually Will's. She had taken it with her.
"You are a coward, Jack Sparrow. You are no uncle of mine!" She snapped. Jack stood up.
"Don't make me fight you. You're my family." Jack said. Will had never seen him so serious.
"No! Your blood may flow in my veins, but my father's is stronger!" She shouted. Jack drew his own sword. Sorrie advanced, Jack parried, the swords flashing. No one in the whole pub was moving. They stared, mesmerized.
"You left me to die at the hands of my father!" Sorrie screamed, taking the offense and attempting to run Jack through. Jack blocked it, using his sword to move hers away from his heart.
"I told you if you needed me to come here and wait!" Jack told her.
"My father wouldn't let me! He came here looking to kill you! I was afraid to even find you here for fear he would to!" Sorrie yelled back, an audacious move towards his body punctuating her words. Will could see Jack's patience waning. He was angry with Sorrie, angry beyond words for betraying him and lying to him. But she was a child, devoid of love and care. He could not let Jack hurt a child.
"Jack, don't hurt her!" He yelled.
"Perhaps she needs a good thrashing!" Jack answered coldly. Sorrie's emotions seemed to retract, and her fighting got fiercer. Once Will saw an opening, he ran between the two.
"Stop!" He shouted. They froze. No one moved still.
"You're the only family you both have. The past is behind you. Can't you forgive each other?" Will asked. Jack dropped his sword.
"You're my niece. It's my job to take care of you. Your mother would have wanted it." Jack finally agreed gruffly. Sorrie's eyes seemed to fade.
"I will forgive you if you take me with you."
"Agreed." Jack told her. Her face was grave.
"I may not love you. But I will be a sailor on your ship." She told him formally. Jack nodded.
"Come on, we can drink on the Pearl, you lazy scumbags! Get up!" Jack roared. The pub instantly returned to its usual state. The Black Pearl's crewmembers got up, and with Jack in the lead, headed for the Pearl. Will followed, and Sorrie did as well. In a moment, she scurried up closer to Jack. From where he stood, Will could see her slipping her dagger out of its hiding place.
"Ja-" Will began to call out a warning. But just as Sorrie made an attempt to sink her dagger into Jack's shoulder, Jack snatched her wrist with a tight hold. A quick turn of his fingers caused her to drop the dagger. Jack picked it up and pocketed it. The crew all stood by silently, wondering what Jack would do.
"A wronged heart doesn't easily forget revenge, does it? Well, Sorrie, I can forgive you this time, and we'll just have to keep weapons from you, savvy?" Jack teased, pocketing the dagger and walking out the door. Sorrie was stunned for a moment, and then ran after him. Will let out a shaky breath and followed as well. Soon he would see Elizabeth!
Will woke when the moon was still high overhead. He blinked sleep from his eyes, and brushed off his coating of sand. The first thing he noticed was that Sorrie was gone. After sitting up, he realized that the Black Pearl was in harbor. Joy rippled through him. He sat impatiently, wondering if Sorrie had just gone to the bathroom. Should he wait? Then he saw, after squinting, that footprints led away from their sleeping area. Some had been washed away, but others remained.
'She must've have run ahead to tell Jack I'm coming.' Will thought. But if anyone could help him get to Elizabeth, it was Jack. The thought of home spurred him to running along the beach, heading full throttle towards the docks. Once he reached the docks, he headed for the Black Pearl. He made his way up the gangplank. The ship was nearly deserted except for Mr. Cotton and his parrot, who was flying in lazy circles overhead.
"Where's Jack?" Wondered Will aloud. The parrot settled onto Mr. Cotton's shoulder.
"Why's the rum gone? Why's the rum gone?" the parrot squawked. Will knew immediately that Jack was drinking somewhere.
"Has a young girl come by?" Will asked cautiously.
"No milk in the coconut!" squealed the parrot. Secretly, Will thought the phrase a little odd, but knew it meant no. He took off again at a run, his feet spraying sand into the heavy night air. From where he was, he could already hear and smell Tortuga. For once, this didn't repulse him. He knew that Jack was most likely to be in the Faithful Bride, so in he raced. He stood in the middle of the confusion, panting hard.
"Jack!" he yelled. His dark eyes scanned the crowd rapidly, searching for the familiar face. "Jack!" he shouted again when he couldn't find the face. From across the room, a man stood up.
"Aye?" Jack Sparrow asked lazily. Will grinned. He was saved. Hurriedly, he made his way over to his friend. The majority of the Black Pearl's crew was seated around the table. Will clasped his friend's hand.
"Jack, I need you to find me a way back to Port Royal!" Will told him in a rush. Jack smiled widely, flashing his gold teeth.
"Well mate, then it's a good thing I got me the Pearl!" Jack laughed. Will seated himself.
"Have you seen Elizabeth?" Will asked in a concerned tone. Jack sat as well. An annoyed looked struck his face.
"Seen her? The bloody lass has been ordering me around for the past few weeks!" Will's heart leapt.
"Where is she?"
"On the Pearl, mate."
"Oh. Good!" Will felt excited, but he could wait.
"Jack Sparrow! I'm calling you out!" Rose a voice from the crowd. Jack's head tilted up towards the source of the voice. But he saw more than the speaker. He saw the nozzle of a gun pointed at him. He knew that voice.
"Bloody 'ell." Jack swore softly. "It's her." Will looked over. There was Sorrie. Standing with the gun pointed, cocked and ready. Her face was unreadable, an expressionless mask. Sorrie. The one he had brought with him. The child he had saved. How did Jack know her?
"Jack?" Asked Will uncertainly. Jack was staring back at Sorrie, their eyes locked intensely.
"Sorrie Robbins." Jack breathed. "The last time I saw her, she called out to me that she'd take revenge on my black heart. I sailed away on the Pearl and I never returned to the island where she lived." Jack's face was solemn with remembrance, of the tear streaked young girl who had screamed out her anger.
"My father is dead, Jack. My mother is dead as well. I blame you." She sneered. Will stood up.
"Sorrie, no." Will argued. Suddenly, the nozzle was pointed at Will.
"Sit down Will. If you try and talk me out of it, I'll kill you. And Elizabeth. I'm not like that fool; I put more than one shot in my pistol. He's going to pay for my misery." Sorrie snapped. Will sank back down.
"What did he do to deserve this?" Asked Will curiously. Sorrie's hand was shaking. Will could see tears welling up. The mask was fading.
"He killed my mother." She said slowly. Jack just stared.
"Jack? You murdered her?" Will gasped incredulously. Sorrie wasn't finished though.
"My mother wanted my father to buy the Black Pearl. She was sick. She wanted to be on the ocean, and the doctors all said that fresh air would do her good. But after all the medicine." Sorrie drew in a shaky breath, "we couldn't pay for it. So that woman offered to help one man buy a ship. And Jack wooed that woman into helping him. My mother died a broken woman. You snapped my father's heart in two and he hated me for it. He said that I reminded him too much of her. I was made his slave, his servant, his prisoner. My mother loved me more than anything. But you took her away Jack. And I will kill you for it." Sorrie said bitterly. Jack shook his head.
"It wasn't like that, Sorrie. I loved you and your mother, but your father would have killed me had I stayed. He had never liked me. Your mother knew she would die. She told me before I had left that she knew it was hopeless for her no matter what. But she wanted you to have hope. I'm sorry how it turned out, Sorrie. But don't do this, my niece. I loved my sister, but I could only do so much. I can't keep the sick from dying." Jack told her sadly. Sorrie was trembling. But from her side, she drew her sword. Which was actually Will's. She had taken it with her.
"You are a coward, Jack Sparrow. You are no uncle of mine!" She snapped. Jack stood up.
"Don't make me fight you. You're my family." Jack said. Will had never seen him so serious.
"No! Your blood may flow in my veins, but my father's is stronger!" She shouted. Jack drew his own sword. Sorrie advanced, Jack parried, the swords flashing. No one in the whole pub was moving. They stared, mesmerized.
"You left me to die at the hands of my father!" Sorrie screamed, taking the offense and attempting to run Jack through. Jack blocked it, using his sword to move hers away from his heart.
"I told you if you needed me to come here and wait!" Jack told her.
"My father wouldn't let me! He came here looking to kill you! I was afraid to even find you here for fear he would to!" Sorrie yelled back, an audacious move towards his body punctuating her words. Will could see Jack's patience waning. He was angry with Sorrie, angry beyond words for betraying him and lying to him. But she was a child, devoid of love and care. He could not let Jack hurt a child.
"Jack, don't hurt her!" He yelled.
"Perhaps she needs a good thrashing!" Jack answered coldly. Sorrie's emotions seemed to retract, and her fighting got fiercer. Once Will saw an opening, he ran between the two.
"Stop!" He shouted. They froze. No one moved still.
"You're the only family you both have. The past is behind you. Can't you forgive each other?" Will asked. Jack dropped his sword.
"You're my niece. It's my job to take care of you. Your mother would have wanted it." Jack finally agreed gruffly. Sorrie's eyes seemed to fade.
"I will forgive you if you take me with you."
"Agreed." Jack told her. Her face was grave.
"I may not love you. But I will be a sailor on your ship." She told him formally. Jack nodded.
"Come on, we can drink on the Pearl, you lazy scumbags! Get up!" Jack roared. The pub instantly returned to its usual state. The Black Pearl's crewmembers got up, and with Jack in the lead, headed for the Pearl. Will followed, and Sorrie did as well. In a moment, she scurried up closer to Jack. From where he stood, Will could see her slipping her dagger out of its hiding place.
"Ja-" Will began to call out a warning. But just as Sorrie made an attempt to sink her dagger into Jack's shoulder, Jack snatched her wrist with a tight hold. A quick turn of his fingers caused her to drop the dagger. Jack picked it up and pocketed it. The crew all stood by silently, wondering what Jack would do.
"A wronged heart doesn't easily forget revenge, does it? Well, Sorrie, I can forgive you this time, and we'll just have to keep weapons from you, savvy?" Jack teased, pocketing the dagger and walking out the door. Sorrie was stunned for a moment, and then ran after him. Will let out a shaky breath and followed as well. Soon he would see Elizabeth!