here's the 11th chapter, hope u guys like it! i had fun writing it!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* A gun shot went off, Amera woke up and sat up to see what was happening. She looked out at the shore and saw Jack, shooting at the water. She got up from the sand and walked over to him.
"What are you doing Sparrow?" Jack turned to her, a bit startled that she was awake. "I'm tryin' to shoot the fish. I'm starving!" "And you thought you could kill them by shooting at them when they can move so fast?" Jack gave her a blank look, then Amera sighed and took her dagger out of Jack's pocket and walked into the water.
"Get your feet out of the water and be quiet!" Amera ripped off a part of the bottom of her dress, and kneeled in the water. Jack raised an eyebrow and watched her for a moment, then sat down, uninterested, and took off his boots.
Amera knelt for what seemed like an eternity. She closed her eyes, beginning to concentrate. Suddenly, she felt movement at her left knee. Then, in a flash jolted. Jack looked up, catching her movement. Amera then stood up, she had caught two fish with her dagger. "You can't be serious!" Jack yelled in disbelief.
Later, they sat by a fire they made, eating the fish. Jack began to feel a little dehydrated and looked around for any fallen coconuts. Suddenly, Amera tossed him one, and he barely caught it. She threw her dagger to him, hitting the coconut's center. Jack grinned, then opened it and began to drink.
"How is it you know so much with just a dagger?" Amera smiled and shrugged, "Just a lot of practice, Sparrow. I've been fighting for seventeen years ya know, I know what I'm doing.Or, at least, I thought I did." He tossed her the dagger back and she caught it in mid air.
The hours passed, and the sun finally set. Their fire burned still as they sat under the stars, side by side. Amera didn't speak at all, she still had too many things on her mind. Loosing her entire family, her ship, and the one she thought she loved that betrayed her and had tried to rape her. But, at least Jack came. She took in a deep breath, "Last night, thank you. He was going to kill me.eventually."
Jack nodded, "Well, it's two to one Knightly." "What do ya mean?" "Our score. I saved you from the sea when we met, and from the Cap'n last night. You saved me from bein' hanged back in Port Royal. I say that's two to one!"
Amera glanced at him. "So, I guess I owe you." Jack chuckled, "Aye, hows about a little more of the treasure? I'm sure Will won't mind, since he left us 'ere and all!"
Amera stood up and looked out at the ocean. "No, Sparrow, I'm not going to the island." "What? But you want-" "Correction, that's what I wanted! I realized last night that I lost everything! My family, my ship, true love! It's all gone! Christopher is eventually going to find me and kill me! You know what? I should just die right here, right now! God, there's nothing left to live for!"
Jack stood up next to Amera, she was definitely having an emotional breakdown, and Jack didn't know exactly how to handle it, except to speak his mind. "No, don't you say that, don't even think it. Everythin's not lost!" Amera finally looked over at him, not sure what to think. "What is there left to live for then Sparrow?"
She kept looking at him, and Jack moved closer to her. "Knightly, you have to keep livin'. If not for the treasure or the freedom of the ocean, then." Amera listened intently, Jack thought about what he was about to say, but then the funny feeling in his stomach persuaded him to say it. "Live for me."
Amera felt short of breath and was frozen by Jack's stare. "And Amera, call me Jack." Then, she smiled for the first time since he rescued her. "You called me Amera. You never called me that before." Jack took his hands and laid them gently on her face. "Well then, you'd best be getten used to it, love. Cause I'm through with seein' you this way." He moved in closer to her, leaving no space between their bodies. "Your going back on the Black Pearl. And I want you to be happy, I want you with me."
Amera took in a deep breath, so startled and confused. Then, Jack felt his stomach tie in knots again. But this time, he felt he knew what it was. Jack had feelings for Amera. Finally, Jack leaned his head towards her a little, seeing if she'd back away. Amera looked back at him, not moving at all. She looked deeply into his dark brown eyes, showing that she wasn't afraid of him. Then, Jack leaned in all the way, meeting her lips.
He realized that he craved her kiss, ever since that on night when they were drunk. He had just remembered it when they were talking on the Black Pearl a few nights earlier, before Amera was taken by the Prowler. But, that didn't matter now, all he wanted was her, everything else at that moment faded away. Jack playfully touched her tongue with his, never letting go of her. He ran his hand through Amera's hair, passionately holding onto her. She tasted so good, her kiss was warm and sweet. Jack never wanted it to end.
As for Amera, this was different from when she was in love with Christopher. She hated Jack, or at least at first. He was so cocky, annoying, loud and a little mad. But, she noticed that he wasn't afraid of anything, and was cunning, extremely handsome, and actually treated her like a human being. She remembered that Christopher had never called her Amera, it was always "darling" or "lassie". Somehow, Amera did have feelings for Jack.
Their kiss finally ended slowly and gently, and they laid down in the sand. Jack put his arms around Amera, unwilling to ever let her out of his sight again. Amera lay her head on his shoulder, playing with his beads in his hair with her fingers. The two looked up at the stars silently, then eventually fell asleep. The fire burned on until early morning.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Jack opened his eyes sleepily, looking out at the morning horizon as he propped his back against a log on the beach. He then heard a faint moan next to him, and looked down to find that Amera was asleep, still holding onto him. He put an arm around her waist and watched her sleep.
He had never felt like this, it was like he had never seen the ocean before. This was different from wanting a wench to sleep with for a night, this was something. Someone he wanted to be with for many nights as long as he could. Not just physically, it was also the way she talked, how confident she was and the wise things she said. But, the feeling he had also scared him. He hadn't been with a woman for longer than a day and still had a relationship. He wasn't sure what would happen in the future, but all he knew now was that he wanted to be with Amera.
Jack gazed upon her fair face, lips crimson as a rose, her cheeks slightly flushed. He stroked her long straight brown hair with his finger. Then, Amera opened her eyes and instantly met Jack's. "Morning." She kept looking at him with her dark blue eyes glistening. For the first time, Jack was speechless.
Suddenly, Jack smelled smoke. He turned to his right and noticed the fire, it was much larger than last night, and a cloud of smoke filled the air. He turned back to Amera in confusion. "Oh, I woke up early this morning and got the fire going again. Will, Elizabeth and the crew will need a guide to find us, this island is enormous!"
Jack chuckled at her, "Your always on top of things, aren't you knightly?" Amera pushed him a little. "God, why do you call me that? You so-" "Charming?" "No! You're-" "Sexy?" Amera became frustrated and gave Jack an annoyed look.
"Are you always this forward?" Jack grabbed her waist and lay her down on the sand and got as close to her as possible. "No, I could be even more forward if you'd like." She smiled as he gave her one of his sly grins. "Your hopeless Jack Spar-" She didn't even have time to finish, Jack had taken the chance and kissed her. Amera closed her eyes, completely happy with, this. She had feelings for Jack, no mistake. And she liked the way things were at that moment.
Suddenly, they heard talking, people, and a ship. They ceased the embrace they were in and stood up. Walked over to his row boat and put his coat, then got his sword and pistol, ready for anything. It wasn't the Black Pearl, or the Prowler.
As the Duntless docked off shore, row boats came over the water to the island. Then, as soldiers approached the sand, Jack saw a familiar face. "Jack Sparrow! How nice to see you again! It seems are guards let you slip by that night in the brigs. You know, kidnapping doesn't help your sentence at all!" Norrington walked up to Jack, then glanced at Amera. Her eyes widened and Jack turned his head towards her, out of Norrington's sight. He mouthed a sentence to her, "Don't say anything stupid!" She gave Jack a reassuring look and walked up to Norrington.
"Thank you, Commodore Norrington. I've been stuck with this disgusting man long enough." Norrington bowed slightly. "Don't worry Miss Holmes, I'll take you abroad the ship, we will leave for Port Royal soon." Norrington took her hand and lead her to a row boat. A few guards took Sparrow into another boat, heading to the Duntless.
Amera glanced over at the boat Jack was in. He had already been looking at her. She gave him a slight worried look, knowing what would happen when they were back in Port Royal. Jack nodded to her in reassurance, then grinned and winked at her. She did the right thing by pretending to be a lady like in Port Royal at Governor Swann's house. It was better that one of them survived, thought Jack. But, Amera felt horrible. She didn't want to go back to Port Royal, she didn't want to stand there and watch Jack die.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Well, another chapters finished. Will Jack be hanged in Port Royal? Where is Will with the Black Pearl? Is the Prowler and Christopher still a threat? Why are there soo many questions? R&R and I'll post ch. 12 after I study for finals! -MidnightDreams87
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* A gun shot went off, Amera woke up and sat up to see what was happening. She looked out at the shore and saw Jack, shooting at the water. She got up from the sand and walked over to him.
"What are you doing Sparrow?" Jack turned to her, a bit startled that she was awake. "I'm tryin' to shoot the fish. I'm starving!" "And you thought you could kill them by shooting at them when they can move so fast?" Jack gave her a blank look, then Amera sighed and took her dagger out of Jack's pocket and walked into the water.
"Get your feet out of the water and be quiet!" Amera ripped off a part of the bottom of her dress, and kneeled in the water. Jack raised an eyebrow and watched her for a moment, then sat down, uninterested, and took off his boots.
Amera knelt for what seemed like an eternity. She closed her eyes, beginning to concentrate. Suddenly, she felt movement at her left knee. Then, in a flash jolted. Jack looked up, catching her movement. Amera then stood up, she had caught two fish with her dagger. "You can't be serious!" Jack yelled in disbelief.
Later, they sat by a fire they made, eating the fish. Jack began to feel a little dehydrated and looked around for any fallen coconuts. Suddenly, Amera tossed him one, and he barely caught it. She threw her dagger to him, hitting the coconut's center. Jack grinned, then opened it and began to drink.
"How is it you know so much with just a dagger?" Amera smiled and shrugged, "Just a lot of practice, Sparrow. I've been fighting for seventeen years ya know, I know what I'm doing.Or, at least, I thought I did." He tossed her the dagger back and she caught it in mid air.
The hours passed, and the sun finally set. Their fire burned still as they sat under the stars, side by side. Amera didn't speak at all, she still had too many things on her mind. Loosing her entire family, her ship, and the one she thought she loved that betrayed her and had tried to rape her. But, at least Jack came. She took in a deep breath, "Last night, thank you. He was going to kill me.eventually."
Jack nodded, "Well, it's two to one Knightly." "What do ya mean?" "Our score. I saved you from the sea when we met, and from the Cap'n last night. You saved me from bein' hanged back in Port Royal. I say that's two to one!"
Amera glanced at him. "So, I guess I owe you." Jack chuckled, "Aye, hows about a little more of the treasure? I'm sure Will won't mind, since he left us 'ere and all!"
Amera stood up and looked out at the ocean. "No, Sparrow, I'm not going to the island." "What? But you want-" "Correction, that's what I wanted! I realized last night that I lost everything! My family, my ship, true love! It's all gone! Christopher is eventually going to find me and kill me! You know what? I should just die right here, right now! God, there's nothing left to live for!"
Jack stood up next to Amera, she was definitely having an emotional breakdown, and Jack didn't know exactly how to handle it, except to speak his mind. "No, don't you say that, don't even think it. Everythin's not lost!" Amera finally looked over at him, not sure what to think. "What is there left to live for then Sparrow?"
She kept looking at him, and Jack moved closer to her. "Knightly, you have to keep livin'. If not for the treasure or the freedom of the ocean, then." Amera listened intently, Jack thought about what he was about to say, but then the funny feeling in his stomach persuaded him to say it. "Live for me."
Amera felt short of breath and was frozen by Jack's stare. "And Amera, call me Jack." Then, she smiled for the first time since he rescued her. "You called me Amera. You never called me that before." Jack took his hands and laid them gently on her face. "Well then, you'd best be getten used to it, love. Cause I'm through with seein' you this way." He moved in closer to her, leaving no space between their bodies. "Your going back on the Black Pearl. And I want you to be happy, I want you with me."
Amera took in a deep breath, so startled and confused. Then, Jack felt his stomach tie in knots again. But this time, he felt he knew what it was. Jack had feelings for Amera. Finally, Jack leaned his head towards her a little, seeing if she'd back away. Amera looked back at him, not moving at all. She looked deeply into his dark brown eyes, showing that she wasn't afraid of him. Then, Jack leaned in all the way, meeting her lips.
He realized that he craved her kiss, ever since that on night when they were drunk. He had just remembered it when they were talking on the Black Pearl a few nights earlier, before Amera was taken by the Prowler. But, that didn't matter now, all he wanted was her, everything else at that moment faded away. Jack playfully touched her tongue with his, never letting go of her. He ran his hand through Amera's hair, passionately holding onto her. She tasted so good, her kiss was warm and sweet. Jack never wanted it to end.
As for Amera, this was different from when she was in love with Christopher. She hated Jack, or at least at first. He was so cocky, annoying, loud and a little mad. But, she noticed that he wasn't afraid of anything, and was cunning, extremely handsome, and actually treated her like a human being. She remembered that Christopher had never called her Amera, it was always "darling" or "lassie". Somehow, Amera did have feelings for Jack.
Their kiss finally ended slowly and gently, and they laid down in the sand. Jack put his arms around Amera, unwilling to ever let her out of his sight again. Amera lay her head on his shoulder, playing with his beads in his hair with her fingers. The two looked up at the stars silently, then eventually fell asleep. The fire burned on until early morning.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Jack opened his eyes sleepily, looking out at the morning horizon as he propped his back against a log on the beach. He then heard a faint moan next to him, and looked down to find that Amera was asleep, still holding onto him. He put an arm around her waist and watched her sleep.
He had never felt like this, it was like he had never seen the ocean before. This was different from wanting a wench to sleep with for a night, this was something. Someone he wanted to be with for many nights as long as he could. Not just physically, it was also the way she talked, how confident she was and the wise things she said. But, the feeling he had also scared him. He hadn't been with a woman for longer than a day and still had a relationship. He wasn't sure what would happen in the future, but all he knew now was that he wanted to be with Amera.
Jack gazed upon her fair face, lips crimson as a rose, her cheeks slightly flushed. He stroked her long straight brown hair with his finger. Then, Amera opened her eyes and instantly met Jack's. "Morning." She kept looking at him with her dark blue eyes glistening. For the first time, Jack was speechless.
Suddenly, Jack smelled smoke. He turned to his right and noticed the fire, it was much larger than last night, and a cloud of smoke filled the air. He turned back to Amera in confusion. "Oh, I woke up early this morning and got the fire going again. Will, Elizabeth and the crew will need a guide to find us, this island is enormous!"
Jack chuckled at her, "Your always on top of things, aren't you knightly?" Amera pushed him a little. "God, why do you call me that? You so-" "Charming?" "No! You're-" "Sexy?" Amera became frustrated and gave Jack an annoyed look.
"Are you always this forward?" Jack grabbed her waist and lay her down on the sand and got as close to her as possible. "No, I could be even more forward if you'd like." She smiled as he gave her one of his sly grins. "Your hopeless Jack Spar-" She didn't even have time to finish, Jack had taken the chance and kissed her. Amera closed her eyes, completely happy with, this. She had feelings for Jack, no mistake. And she liked the way things were at that moment.
Suddenly, they heard talking, people, and a ship. They ceased the embrace they were in and stood up. Walked over to his row boat and put his coat, then got his sword and pistol, ready for anything. It wasn't the Black Pearl, or the Prowler.
As the Duntless docked off shore, row boats came over the water to the island. Then, as soldiers approached the sand, Jack saw a familiar face. "Jack Sparrow! How nice to see you again! It seems are guards let you slip by that night in the brigs. You know, kidnapping doesn't help your sentence at all!" Norrington walked up to Jack, then glanced at Amera. Her eyes widened and Jack turned his head towards her, out of Norrington's sight. He mouthed a sentence to her, "Don't say anything stupid!" She gave Jack a reassuring look and walked up to Norrington.
"Thank you, Commodore Norrington. I've been stuck with this disgusting man long enough." Norrington bowed slightly. "Don't worry Miss Holmes, I'll take you abroad the ship, we will leave for Port Royal soon." Norrington took her hand and lead her to a row boat. A few guards took Sparrow into another boat, heading to the Duntless.
Amera glanced over at the boat Jack was in. He had already been looking at her. She gave him a slight worried look, knowing what would happen when they were back in Port Royal. Jack nodded to her in reassurance, then grinned and winked at her. She did the right thing by pretending to be a lady like in Port Royal at Governor Swann's house. It was better that one of them survived, thought Jack. But, Amera felt horrible. She didn't want to go back to Port Royal, she didn't want to stand there and watch Jack die.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Well, another chapters finished. Will Jack be hanged in Port Royal? Where is Will with the Black Pearl? Is the Prowler and Christopher still a threat? Why are there soo many questions? R&R and I'll post ch. 12 after I study for finals! -MidnightDreams87