Disclaimer: I only own the characters that no one knows, savvy? I wish I owned Will though. (I've made a promise to a friend that Jack is hers)
Chapter 3: Will Turner
"Well Jack, I'm proud of ye'. This is the first time ye've avoided the temptation to enter a joint with a bang." Jack threw back his head and laughed. "I didnae want to throw Will out of his little dreams. And besides, he's the only way I can get Caels away from her bloody father." Anamaria walked down the plank and onto the dry land.
They had already been docked for a day, but the crew left the next day to do whatever pirates do on their days off with strict instructions to be back on the fourth day.
~*~*~*~*~*~
I walked through the markets, looking at stalls selling everything from boots to brooches. In a dark alley stood women, whores most likely yelling out to men as they walked past. Then I saw what I was looking for.
Jack pushed his way through the square, obviously in a hurry. He had in tow, Anamaria, Will and Jacks first mate Red. When Jack spotted me, motioned towards a blacksmiths forge. (A/N: yes I know, I know) I walked that way trying not to look suspicious and snuck in the forge.
Jack was already standing there rum bottle in hand and some old blacksmith at his feet. "Aye lass, good of ye' to make it." Will looked up at me before I turned my head to look at Jack. "I said I would and here I am." Jack laughed.
I looked around at the little group of pirates. Anamaria hadn't changed a bit since I'd last seen her and Red, well he'd always been the other brother. Will was different though. I hadn't seen him for a few months but his soft brown eyes were slashed with sadness and he looked well...depressed in a nicer term.
"Well, I'm riskin' a marriage to a very important royal bein here with you." I said matter-of-factly. Anamaria laughed before pulling me into a hug. "Oh my lil' girl ain't so lil' an innocent no more is she?" I smiled before I said to Jack. "I hear rumours ye've got a wife now Jack." "Aye that would be correct, Caels. Im and Ana got married a few months back." I saw from the corner of my eye Jack give Red a very evil look. "Anyways, are ye comin' or not?" Jack asked. Wills head shot up from looking at the dirty ground, in interest. "I will Jack, but I've gotta talk to Father first savvy?" Jack nodded before he turned around and walked back into the crowded streets.
As I stepped out I ran into about five naval officers. All bowing curtly, they greeted me and asked how I was. "I'm well. Thank-you officers." I replied before running back to the manor to speak to father.
"Father, I have been asked to go to dinner with the prince tonight." I said very politely. Father smiled a broad grin. "And you shall go dearest." I thanked him and went upstairs to pack my bag.
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Will sat on his bed thinking. Two thought ran through his mind. Why the hell had Jack told me that Michaela was coming on board? And I think I need a hug (okay only joking) the second thought was well kinda like well: I miss Elizabeth and I'm gonna kill that bloody Commodore. (He's a bit emotional, savvy?)
Soon it became dark and Will heard the sounds of footsteps on the deck. Guessing that it was Caels, he yawned and climbed into his bed.
~*~*~*~
A/N: See the pretty button in the corner click on it and it will be like my late Christmas present and besides I need help!
A/N I'm a bit of an Orlando fan so I started rewriting LotR so here's a preview, savvy?
Lord of the rings script: Take 2
GALADRIEL: The world has changed: I feel it in the water, I feel it in the earth. Oh Crap! Gimme the script! This English stuff is so complicated! You know I only read minds in English, Duh!
DIRECTOR PETER JACKSON: Quit ya blabbin'. I've got better things in life to do. Like have lunch with Orlando Bloom!
GALADRIEL: Can I come to?
PETER JACKSON: No!
GALADRIEL: Can you get his autograph for me?
PETER JACKSON: And ACTION!
GALADRIEL: Righty'o Joe! The world has changed: I feel it in the water, I feel it in the um...dirt (!), I smell mm... lunch. Oh right. Much that once was is lost, for none now live to remember it.
Key objects: iron ladle, molten gold, Noldorin Forge, flickering firelight.
GALADRIEL: It began with the forging of the great um... yeah you know what I'm talkin' about.
IMAGE: Three rings each set with a gem are handed freely out to civilians of Middle Earth. The winners of the talent quest are: Galadriel for her amazing scaring the crap out of people by looking like she should be booked into a mental institution act, Gil-Galad for his swallowing flames that are burning on sticks (had to go on life support for a month after that stunt) and last and most certainly least Cirdan for being able to wrestle a cave troll (brain damage). These are the winners of the rings
ORLANDO BLOOM SUDDENLY MARCHES UP WEARING HIS BLOND WIG AND LOOKING LIKE WELL... LEGOLAS!
ORLANDO: Uh-huh. Not good! I want Legolas to have the ring for winning Mister Middle-Earth five times in a row!
PETER JACKSON: Well...I spose.
GALADRIEL GOES UP AND SLAPS PETER JACKSON
GALADRIEL: Fine you can sleep on the couch tonight!
PETER JACKSON (mutters) Why hadn't we hired Cate Blanchett when we had the chance?
ORLANDO: Because she was not an elf, stupid!
ORLANDO HITS PETER JACKSON OVER THE HEAD
PETER JACKSON: Got a point there, pretty boy. AND ACTION!
GALADRIEL: Three were given to the Elves, stupid, talent, quests... fattest oops I mean fairest of all beans.
IMAGE: Seven rings held up high by the short peoples (dwarves) that think they're so important.
GALADRIEL: The short peoples that thought they were so good were um... stupid and well... What was that line again?
Chapter 3: Will Turner
"Well Jack, I'm proud of ye'. This is the first time ye've avoided the temptation to enter a joint with a bang." Jack threw back his head and laughed. "I didnae want to throw Will out of his little dreams. And besides, he's the only way I can get Caels away from her bloody father." Anamaria walked down the plank and onto the dry land.
They had already been docked for a day, but the crew left the next day to do whatever pirates do on their days off with strict instructions to be back on the fourth day.
~*~*~*~*~*~
I walked through the markets, looking at stalls selling everything from boots to brooches. In a dark alley stood women, whores most likely yelling out to men as they walked past. Then I saw what I was looking for.
Jack pushed his way through the square, obviously in a hurry. He had in tow, Anamaria, Will and Jacks first mate Red. When Jack spotted me, motioned towards a blacksmiths forge. (A/N: yes I know, I know) I walked that way trying not to look suspicious and snuck in the forge.
Jack was already standing there rum bottle in hand and some old blacksmith at his feet. "Aye lass, good of ye' to make it." Will looked up at me before I turned my head to look at Jack. "I said I would and here I am." Jack laughed.
I looked around at the little group of pirates. Anamaria hadn't changed a bit since I'd last seen her and Red, well he'd always been the other brother. Will was different though. I hadn't seen him for a few months but his soft brown eyes were slashed with sadness and he looked well...depressed in a nicer term.
"Well, I'm riskin' a marriage to a very important royal bein here with you." I said matter-of-factly. Anamaria laughed before pulling me into a hug. "Oh my lil' girl ain't so lil' an innocent no more is she?" I smiled before I said to Jack. "I hear rumours ye've got a wife now Jack." "Aye that would be correct, Caels. Im and Ana got married a few months back." I saw from the corner of my eye Jack give Red a very evil look. "Anyways, are ye comin' or not?" Jack asked. Wills head shot up from looking at the dirty ground, in interest. "I will Jack, but I've gotta talk to Father first savvy?" Jack nodded before he turned around and walked back into the crowded streets.
As I stepped out I ran into about five naval officers. All bowing curtly, they greeted me and asked how I was. "I'm well. Thank-you officers." I replied before running back to the manor to speak to father.
"Father, I have been asked to go to dinner with the prince tonight." I said very politely. Father smiled a broad grin. "And you shall go dearest." I thanked him and went upstairs to pack my bag.
~*~*~*~*~
Will sat on his bed thinking. Two thought ran through his mind. Why the hell had Jack told me that Michaela was coming on board? And I think I need a hug (okay only joking) the second thought was well kinda like well: I miss Elizabeth and I'm gonna kill that bloody Commodore. (He's a bit emotional, savvy?)
Soon it became dark and Will heard the sounds of footsteps on the deck. Guessing that it was Caels, he yawned and climbed into his bed.
~*~*~*~
A/N: See the pretty button in the corner click on it and it will be like my late Christmas present and besides I need help!
A/N I'm a bit of an Orlando fan so I started rewriting LotR so here's a preview, savvy?
Lord of the rings script: Take 2
GALADRIEL: The world has changed: I feel it in the water, I feel it in the earth. Oh Crap! Gimme the script! This English stuff is so complicated! You know I only read minds in English, Duh!
DIRECTOR PETER JACKSON: Quit ya blabbin'. I've got better things in life to do. Like have lunch with Orlando Bloom!
GALADRIEL: Can I come to?
PETER JACKSON: No!
GALADRIEL: Can you get his autograph for me?
PETER JACKSON: And ACTION!
GALADRIEL: Righty'o Joe! The world has changed: I feel it in the water, I feel it in the um...dirt (!), I smell mm... lunch. Oh right. Much that once was is lost, for none now live to remember it.
Key objects: iron ladle, molten gold, Noldorin Forge, flickering firelight.
GALADRIEL: It began with the forging of the great um... yeah you know what I'm talkin' about.
IMAGE: Three rings each set with a gem are handed freely out to civilians of Middle Earth. The winners of the talent quest are: Galadriel for her amazing scaring the crap out of people by looking like she should be booked into a mental institution act, Gil-Galad for his swallowing flames that are burning on sticks (had to go on life support for a month after that stunt) and last and most certainly least Cirdan for being able to wrestle a cave troll (brain damage). These are the winners of the rings
ORLANDO BLOOM SUDDENLY MARCHES UP WEARING HIS BLOND WIG AND LOOKING LIKE WELL... LEGOLAS!
ORLANDO: Uh-huh. Not good! I want Legolas to have the ring for winning Mister Middle-Earth five times in a row!
PETER JACKSON: Well...I spose.
GALADRIEL GOES UP AND SLAPS PETER JACKSON
GALADRIEL: Fine you can sleep on the couch tonight!
PETER JACKSON (mutters) Why hadn't we hired Cate Blanchett when we had the chance?
ORLANDO: Because she was not an elf, stupid!
ORLANDO HITS PETER JACKSON OVER THE HEAD
PETER JACKSON: Got a point there, pretty boy. AND ACTION!
GALADRIEL: Three were given to the Elves, stupid, talent, quests... fattest oops I mean fairest of all beans.
IMAGE: Seven rings held up high by the short peoples (dwarves) that think they're so important.
GALADRIEL: The short peoples that thought they were so good were um... stupid and well... What was that line again?