ok guys! I know I haven't gone into too much detail about Christopher, but
he turns out to be a major character in this fic, so if your interested in
what happens next, please R&R!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* That night on the Black Pearl, Will and Gibbs had the row boat ready and were waiting for Jack. "Lets review this again, Jack. You row over to the ship, this fog will help your camouflage. Tie the boat to the back of the ship, climb aboard, act casual. Find Amera and bring her back, remember, she has the map in her locket." Jack walked over to the row boat, took his hat off and gave it to Gibbs.
"Now why is it that I'm the one savin' this lass? Why can't you go, or one of me crew?" Everyone looked at each other, then smiled at Jack. Will moved him into the row boat. "Because, you blend in the best, with your hair and goatee. Makes you look like a crazed pirate, and I think the pirates on that ship will look crazed too. It would be easier to get around. You'll fit in." Will snickered a little. Jack sat down in the boat and narrowed his eyes.
"You guys stay behind this island hidden. Their ship is on the other side, I'll come back in an hour or so with Knightly. You better be right here or I'll hunt you down and finish the fight we started back in your blacksmith shop, Turner. Savvy?" Will nodded, "Savvy." Will and Gibbs lowered the boat, then Jack was on his way.
Jack sang to himself as he rowed out into the sea, ".and really bad eggs."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Amera jumped out of her chair, not blinking at all. "Your dead! You're supposed to be dead! That's what I heard in Tortuga! They didn't take prisoners on your attacking ship!"
She was still in the captain's dining room with Christopher. Amera couldn't believe it. This was her first love, the only man she gave herself to, and now, he was alive!
"They did take a few prisoners, I was lucky to have been one. I'm alright!" Amera couldn't hold anything back anymore, she suddenly felt helpless, and she hadn't felt that way in a long time. She burst out in tears and ran over to him and fell into his arms. "Why didn't you come back to Tortuga? Why did you wait until now to take me away?"
Christopher held her as he stared out the window at the night. "I couldn't make my way back because I was a slave on that ship. It wasn't until recently that me and some crewmembers rebelled and escaped from the ship. Once I got my own ship, I set out to find you."
Amera took her head out of his chest and looked at him. He had changed since she last saw him. He had gained some muscle, and was much tanner. His hair was still curly blonde, barely at his neck. He still had the same gray blue eyes, she missed looking at him so much.
Christopher smiled at her, then leaned in and kissed her. Amera was taken off guard, but was so happy to be with him again. Slowly, he stopped. She looked up into his eyes, "I love you, I haven't stopped, not for a second." "Good." He almost leaned in and kissed her again, but a pirate came into the room.
"Cap'n, we've anchored off a deserted island fer the night. Jus' wanted to let ya know!" Christopher nodded and then the two were alone again.
"Christopher, you're the captain?" He laughed at her, "Yes, I'm proud to say so." Amera smiled then a puzzled look grew on her face. "What ship is it? What did you name it?"
Christopher suddenly grew a dark look on his face, Amera didn't know why. But then, she found out her answer. "It happened to be my father's ship, the Prowler."
Then, Amera's heart stopped. She froze completely, repeating the words in her head. This couldn't be happening, not the Prowler! The same ship that had blown up the Red Coral, killed her crew and her uncle! And, the same ship that had murdered her parents all those years ago. She came out of his embrace, appalled. She looked up into his eyes, "Tell me your joking! You are joking right?"
Christopher's look stayed very grim. He shook his head no. "NO! I won't believe this!" She screamed. Christopher walked toward her. "Believe it darling! I'm not who you really think I am." Amera looked up at his face. "I'm not Christopher Garrett. I'm Christopher Kiedis, the son of Benjamin Kiedis, the original captain of the Prowler. The man who killed your mother and father!"
"You lied to me you bastard! God, why?" Christopher laughed at Amera. "Don't you get it? On my father's death bed, he told me that Jonathan Knightly had a child, and he wanted me to kill you, the last Knightly, and I promised I wouldn't fail him. I just wanted to have a little fun with you first. I wasn't really some crewmember on a ship when I first met you in Tortuga, I was the captain, but my crew and I kept it hidden, and when I went away, we started the rumors that I was killed so that you would live with your grief. Until, I came after you when you and your uncle were on the Red Coral that stormy day. I figured your father left you that map to the island. Well, now I have you with the map. I will kill you on that island and take the rest of the treasure, no one can save you now!"
Amera stood up and went up to him, and slapped Christopher across the face. He rubbed his jaw, then gave Amera a dirty look. He took out his pistol and pushed it to her chest, but then he stopped. He noticed the locket, he ranked it off her neck and tried to open it, but it needed the key.
"Give me the key you wench!" He pointed the pistol to Amera's head. She stared into his cold eyes, then took off her boot and pulled out the key. Christopher snagged it from her and she put her boot back on and gave him a harsh glare. He opened the locket and took out the map, then put it back inside and locked it.
He grabbed the back of Amera's head and brought her to his lips. She tried to pull back from him but she couldn't, he was too strong and she had no weapons. Christopher finally pulled away. "Thanks." He whistled and a guard came in.
"Cronk, put Amera in her new room." He put his hand on her cheek. "She will be sleeping with me tonight." Then he moved close to Amera and whispered, "I'll make you scream like you did that wonderful night." She pushed his hand off her and the pirate took her to the Captain's quarters.
It was a large room with black curtains on the windows, a desk and a chair, then a bed with black silk sheets, obviously stolen. The guard grinned, then slammed the door shut and locked Amera in.
She looked around the room, for any kind of object that could be used as a weapon. Nothing was sharp, and the windows were locked shut. This was all happening too fast, how could he be alive? Didn't he love her? Why did he have to use her as he did and was about to? Then, at that moment, Amera's heart froze. Everything that she thought was important, was now lost. She had nothing left, no family, no love, nothing was there for her anymore. She felt her life just slipping away, and she couldn't chase after it even if she wanted to.
Then, the door was unlocked and Christopher came in, and shut the door behind him, making sure it was locked. He had her locket on, and smiled as he stepped over to her. He didn't have any weapons, but she knew that he was a lot stronger than she was. He pushed her onto the bed, then unbuttoned his white shirt. Taking it off, he lay down on top of her.
He took his hand and touched her hair. "So beautiful. And tonight, your mine." He put his hands over her wrists, holding her down. He began kissing her, then easily began unbuttoning the top of her blue dress. Then, he took off his belt and pants, then took off her dress. Just as he was about to push into her, the cabin door broke open.
Christopher pulled his pants on and jumped off the bed. He tried to punch the intruder, but the man blocked it and kicked him in the groin then punched him unconscious. Christopher fell to the floor. The man took the locket off of his neck and put it into his pocket.
Jack came into the light and went over to Amera. He sat on the side of the bed and touched her face gently, "It's alright, it's me. I came to get ya otta here! I found your sword and dagger, get dressed and come on!" But, she didn't speak, she was shaking, still in shock of everything that had happened.
Jack then grew worried, really worried. "Come on, I'll help you up." He slipped her dress back on and stood her up. He took her hand and they left the room. "Be quiet and stay with me!" The two snuck onto the deck. No one was there, they were asleep. Jack lead Amera to the back of the ship and there was a long rope running down to a row boat.
"Hold on!" He put her arms around him and climbed down the rope. Once they were on the row boat, he rowed them away from the Prowler.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "But Jack will kill us if we leave!" shouted Elizabeth. She was at the helm where Will was steering the Black Pearl away from the deserted island. "Elizabeth, Norrington's ship, the Duntless, it's coming this way! We have to lose them, then we'll come back to this island. I know Jack will wait for us there!"
Elizabeth finally agreed and the Black Pearl sailed away from the island.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "I'll slit his throat I will!" Jack paced back on forth on the beach. He had been there, not finding his ship in sight. The row boat was pulled ashore earlier, and Amera walked up to a boulder near the outside of the jungle and sat down. She was still trying to process the events of that day.
"AHH! At least I could've been on that bloody island with me rum! But no! I'm on another one that's got a wild jungle with God knows what inside! Bloody 'ell!" After Jack had finished all the shouting, he walked over to Amera. He looked at her, but she ignored the stare. Then, he cleared his throat, "So, who was that guy that was, uh, the captain, who was 'e?"
Amera looked down at Christopher's ring, taking it off. "It was Christopher.He lied about everything. He wasn't who I thought he was." She stood up, ran towards the ocean and threw the ring in. She fell to her knees and buried her face in her hands.
Christopher had killed her uncle, and is probably going to kill her. Amera began to cry. For the first time more than ever, she let out all of her emotions. Besides the tears, she hadn't really cried before this. But know, she breathed heavily, and moaned, not caring at all what Jack would think. She lost her faith in the world, in all people.
Jack stood there, staring. He couldn't believe that this woman, one of the most famous pirates, crying over everything. He had never been in this kind of position before, not at all. Then, he felt his stomach tie in knots, like a few nights ago. He didn't care about that though.
He walked over to Amera as she sat in the sand, and sat down. He bent over and put her head in his lap as she cried. She laid there, trying to forget her life. Jack sat there, stroking her hair as the tears came down her face.
Then, for the first time, Jack realized what he wanted. He wanted Amera's pain to go away. Jack wanted Amera to be happy.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* well, that's chapter ten! hope you guys liked it! i'll try to update again soon, there's a lot more to come! please R&R, let me know what you think! i don't mind criticism, tell me what u guys like and don't like. anyways, I'll update soon! -midnightdreams87
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* That night on the Black Pearl, Will and Gibbs had the row boat ready and were waiting for Jack. "Lets review this again, Jack. You row over to the ship, this fog will help your camouflage. Tie the boat to the back of the ship, climb aboard, act casual. Find Amera and bring her back, remember, she has the map in her locket." Jack walked over to the row boat, took his hat off and gave it to Gibbs.
"Now why is it that I'm the one savin' this lass? Why can't you go, or one of me crew?" Everyone looked at each other, then smiled at Jack. Will moved him into the row boat. "Because, you blend in the best, with your hair and goatee. Makes you look like a crazed pirate, and I think the pirates on that ship will look crazed too. It would be easier to get around. You'll fit in." Will snickered a little. Jack sat down in the boat and narrowed his eyes.
"You guys stay behind this island hidden. Their ship is on the other side, I'll come back in an hour or so with Knightly. You better be right here or I'll hunt you down and finish the fight we started back in your blacksmith shop, Turner. Savvy?" Will nodded, "Savvy." Will and Gibbs lowered the boat, then Jack was on his way.
Jack sang to himself as he rowed out into the sea, ".and really bad eggs."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Amera jumped out of her chair, not blinking at all. "Your dead! You're supposed to be dead! That's what I heard in Tortuga! They didn't take prisoners on your attacking ship!"
She was still in the captain's dining room with Christopher. Amera couldn't believe it. This was her first love, the only man she gave herself to, and now, he was alive!
"They did take a few prisoners, I was lucky to have been one. I'm alright!" Amera couldn't hold anything back anymore, she suddenly felt helpless, and she hadn't felt that way in a long time. She burst out in tears and ran over to him and fell into his arms. "Why didn't you come back to Tortuga? Why did you wait until now to take me away?"
Christopher held her as he stared out the window at the night. "I couldn't make my way back because I was a slave on that ship. It wasn't until recently that me and some crewmembers rebelled and escaped from the ship. Once I got my own ship, I set out to find you."
Amera took her head out of his chest and looked at him. He had changed since she last saw him. He had gained some muscle, and was much tanner. His hair was still curly blonde, barely at his neck. He still had the same gray blue eyes, she missed looking at him so much.
Christopher smiled at her, then leaned in and kissed her. Amera was taken off guard, but was so happy to be with him again. Slowly, he stopped. She looked up into his eyes, "I love you, I haven't stopped, not for a second." "Good." He almost leaned in and kissed her again, but a pirate came into the room.
"Cap'n, we've anchored off a deserted island fer the night. Jus' wanted to let ya know!" Christopher nodded and then the two were alone again.
"Christopher, you're the captain?" He laughed at her, "Yes, I'm proud to say so." Amera smiled then a puzzled look grew on her face. "What ship is it? What did you name it?"
Christopher suddenly grew a dark look on his face, Amera didn't know why. But then, she found out her answer. "It happened to be my father's ship, the Prowler."
Then, Amera's heart stopped. She froze completely, repeating the words in her head. This couldn't be happening, not the Prowler! The same ship that had blown up the Red Coral, killed her crew and her uncle! And, the same ship that had murdered her parents all those years ago. She came out of his embrace, appalled. She looked up into his eyes, "Tell me your joking! You are joking right?"
Christopher's look stayed very grim. He shook his head no. "NO! I won't believe this!" She screamed. Christopher walked toward her. "Believe it darling! I'm not who you really think I am." Amera looked up at his face. "I'm not Christopher Garrett. I'm Christopher Kiedis, the son of Benjamin Kiedis, the original captain of the Prowler. The man who killed your mother and father!"
"You lied to me you bastard! God, why?" Christopher laughed at Amera. "Don't you get it? On my father's death bed, he told me that Jonathan Knightly had a child, and he wanted me to kill you, the last Knightly, and I promised I wouldn't fail him. I just wanted to have a little fun with you first. I wasn't really some crewmember on a ship when I first met you in Tortuga, I was the captain, but my crew and I kept it hidden, and when I went away, we started the rumors that I was killed so that you would live with your grief. Until, I came after you when you and your uncle were on the Red Coral that stormy day. I figured your father left you that map to the island. Well, now I have you with the map. I will kill you on that island and take the rest of the treasure, no one can save you now!"
Amera stood up and went up to him, and slapped Christopher across the face. He rubbed his jaw, then gave Amera a dirty look. He took out his pistol and pushed it to her chest, but then he stopped. He noticed the locket, he ranked it off her neck and tried to open it, but it needed the key.
"Give me the key you wench!" He pointed the pistol to Amera's head. She stared into his cold eyes, then took off her boot and pulled out the key. Christopher snagged it from her and she put her boot back on and gave him a harsh glare. He opened the locket and took out the map, then put it back inside and locked it.
He grabbed the back of Amera's head and brought her to his lips. She tried to pull back from him but she couldn't, he was too strong and she had no weapons. Christopher finally pulled away. "Thanks." He whistled and a guard came in.
"Cronk, put Amera in her new room." He put his hand on her cheek. "She will be sleeping with me tonight." Then he moved close to Amera and whispered, "I'll make you scream like you did that wonderful night." She pushed his hand off her and the pirate took her to the Captain's quarters.
It was a large room with black curtains on the windows, a desk and a chair, then a bed with black silk sheets, obviously stolen. The guard grinned, then slammed the door shut and locked Amera in.
She looked around the room, for any kind of object that could be used as a weapon. Nothing was sharp, and the windows were locked shut. This was all happening too fast, how could he be alive? Didn't he love her? Why did he have to use her as he did and was about to? Then, at that moment, Amera's heart froze. Everything that she thought was important, was now lost. She had nothing left, no family, no love, nothing was there for her anymore. She felt her life just slipping away, and she couldn't chase after it even if she wanted to.
Then, the door was unlocked and Christopher came in, and shut the door behind him, making sure it was locked. He had her locket on, and smiled as he stepped over to her. He didn't have any weapons, but she knew that he was a lot stronger than she was. He pushed her onto the bed, then unbuttoned his white shirt. Taking it off, he lay down on top of her.
He took his hand and touched her hair. "So beautiful. And tonight, your mine." He put his hands over her wrists, holding her down. He began kissing her, then easily began unbuttoning the top of her blue dress. Then, he took off his belt and pants, then took off her dress. Just as he was about to push into her, the cabin door broke open.
Christopher pulled his pants on and jumped off the bed. He tried to punch the intruder, but the man blocked it and kicked him in the groin then punched him unconscious. Christopher fell to the floor. The man took the locket off of his neck and put it into his pocket.
Jack came into the light and went over to Amera. He sat on the side of the bed and touched her face gently, "It's alright, it's me. I came to get ya otta here! I found your sword and dagger, get dressed and come on!" But, she didn't speak, she was shaking, still in shock of everything that had happened.
Jack then grew worried, really worried. "Come on, I'll help you up." He slipped her dress back on and stood her up. He took her hand and they left the room. "Be quiet and stay with me!" The two snuck onto the deck. No one was there, they were asleep. Jack lead Amera to the back of the ship and there was a long rope running down to a row boat.
"Hold on!" He put her arms around him and climbed down the rope. Once they were on the row boat, he rowed them away from the Prowler.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "But Jack will kill us if we leave!" shouted Elizabeth. She was at the helm where Will was steering the Black Pearl away from the deserted island. "Elizabeth, Norrington's ship, the Duntless, it's coming this way! We have to lose them, then we'll come back to this island. I know Jack will wait for us there!"
Elizabeth finally agreed and the Black Pearl sailed away from the island.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "I'll slit his throat I will!" Jack paced back on forth on the beach. He had been there, not finding his ship in sight. The row boat was pulled ashore earlier, and Amera walked up to a boulder near the outside of the jungle and sat down. She was still trying to process the events of that day.
"AHH! At least I could've been on that bloody island with me rum! But no! I'm on another one that's got a wild jungle with God knows what inside! Bloody 'ell!" After Jack had finished all the shouting, he walked over to Amera. He looked at her, but she ignored the stare. Then, he cleared his throat, "So, who was that guy that was, uh, the captain, who was 'e?"
Amera looked down at Christopher's ring, taking it off. "It was Christopher.He lied about everything. He wasn't who I thought he was." She stood up, ran towards the ocean and threw the ring in. She fell to her knees and buried her face in her hands.
Christopher had killed her uncle, and is probably going to kill her. Amera began to cry. For the first time more than ever, she let out all of her emotions. Besides the tears, she hadn't really cried before this. But know, she breathed heavily, and moaned, not caring at all what Jack would think. She lost her faith in the world, in all people.
Jack stood there, staring. He couldn't believe that this woman, one of the most famous pirates, crying over everything. He had never been in this kind of position before, not at all. Then, he felt his stomach tie in knots, like a few nights ago. He didn't care about that though.
He walked over to Amera as she sat in the sand, and sat down. He bent over and put her head in his lap as she cried. She laid there, trying to forget her life. Jack sat there, stroking her hair as the tears came down her face.
Then, for the first time, Jack realized what he wanted. He wanted Amera's pain to go away. Jack wanted Amera to be happy.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* well, that's chapter ten! hope you guys liked it! i'll try to update again soon, there's a lot more to come! please R&R, let me know what you think! i don't mind criticism, tell me what u guys like and don't like. anyways, I'll update soon! -midnightdreams87