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the story.
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Jack heaved a contented sigh, he steered the Pearl effortlessly while enjoying the fact that he could no longer tell where the sea and sky met. The stars twinkled in the sky and their reflections twinkled back at them from the depths of the ocean. He rocked lazily in time with the sea until he drifted off into peaceful slumber.
~Dream Sequence~
Captain Jack Sparrow and Commodore Antonio Rodriguez shook hands, "Good luck mate, you'll need it." Rodriguez winked at Jack, "Watch your back, I'm still not sure you're cut out to be a pirate."
Captain Jack Sparrow pretended to be insulted, "Ah mate, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, I was cut out to be a pirate since the day I was born."
"If you say so mate, sure you don't want to join the navy?"
Jack snorted, "Me? In the navy? You must be drunk!" The two friends laughed at the idea of Captain Jack Sparrow turning respectable. "Well, you've got my pendant to bring you luck anyway. Only three of them in the world, look after it."
"Aye, and you've got me lucky bullet?"
"Aye."
~End Dream Sequence~
Captain Jack Sparrow opened one eye carefully, making sure it was dark enough to open up both eyes at once, seeing the moon still high in the sky he opened both eyes and took a healthy drink of rum before setting his ship back on track. Fingering the green pendant on his braid he gazed thoughtfully at the sea.
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Will helped Elizabeth up on to the ship like a true gentlemen before climbing aboard himself. He was greeted by a pistol pointed at his nose, "Too rash Turner, too rash," a cold voice informed him. "Apparently, your skill as a blacksmith far surpasses your skill as a husband." The pistol advanced towards him, forcing him to back off the ship into the cold, clammy grip of Gillette. Will looked around wildly, "Where's Elizabeth? What've you done to her?" He twisted out of Gillette's grasp and threw himself to the side as the bullet flew past where his head at been a split second ago. "Mr Turner, I wouldn't struggled too much if I were you," Will's eyes narrowed in confusion. Norrington gestured with is free hand and Elizabeth was brought forward, a pistol at her head. "No! Elizabeth!" Will began thrashing around wildly until the man clicked his pistol suggestively, Will froze.
"You are despicable," Elizabeth spat at Norrington's highly polished shoe. "Miss Swann-" "It's Mrs Turner." Will's eyes flashed with pride, "Of course, Mrs Turner," the Commodore squeezed out those two words that were so loathsome to him, "I apologise for your treatment, but you will understand it is for your own good." Ignoring Elizabeth's outraged protests he turned back to Will whose face was twisted with anguish. Smiling coldly at the look on Will's face he indicated that Elizabeth be taken away.
"Don't trouble yourself, she will be in my care from now on. She has been escorted to the fort for safekeeping. Take him away Gillette."
"Wait! How did you know?" Will asked, losing his head in his shock of being discovered and losing his wife.
"Mr Turner, you seem to have underestimated our Night Watch. Do you honestly think they could've missed a pile of our men? Gillette, if you will please take Mr Turner to his new home?"
"With pleasure sir," and he and 2 other men jerked a struggling Will into the gallows.
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Carmen was helping in the galley when a cry came from above, "Land ahoy!" Dropping the potato she had been peeling she dashed upstairs and joined the crew that had gathered along the railing. Suddenly, she felt like she could fly, hope surged through her like a drug. She felt giddy with happiness, Spain was only a few hours away, only a few hours till she saw her father again. Turning she hugged Gibbs fiercely before dancing back to the galley.
When she had gone Gibbs shook his head sadly, "Poor lass, must be drunk. Must talk to Jack. I must be drunk; Jack would love it if the girl had learned to love rum." Unknown to both of them Jack as seen it all. In his heart, he felt an unfamiliar swell of pity for the lass. Even Jack knew there was a chance that Antonio might not be alive and knowing that Antonio's temperament could also be found in Carmen. He hoped for all their sakes that his friend was alive.
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Now that was interesting was it not? I sure hope so. Well R+R anyway. Compliments, criticisms, flames. Whatever. Just let me know!! Argh! I must be drunk. I'm asking for flames. Please don't flame me unless it's really that bad. Oh, and sorry about it being kinda short.
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Jack heaved a contented sigh, he steered the Pearl effortlessly while enjoying the fact that he could no longer tell where the sea and sky met. The stars twinkled in the sky and their reflections twinkled back at them from the depths of the ocean. He rocked lazily in time with the sea until he drifted off into peaceful slumber.
~Dream Sequence~
Captain Jack Sparrow and Commodore Antonio Rodriguez shook hands, "Good luck mate, you'll need it." Rodriguez winked at Jack, "Watch your back, I'm still not sure you're cut out to be a pirate."
Captain Jack Sparrow pretended to be insulted, "Ah mate, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, I was cut out to be a pirate since the day I was born."
"If you say so mate, sure you don't want to join the navy?"
Jack snorted, "Me? In the navy? You must be drunk!" The two friends laughed at the idea of Captain Jack Sparrow turning respectable. "Well, you've got my pendant to bring you luck anyway. Only three of them in the world, look after it."
"Aye, and you've got me lucky bullet?"
"Aye."
~End Dream Sequence~
Captain Jack Sparrow opened one eye carefully, making sure it was dark enough to open up both eyes at once, seeing the moon still high in the sky he opened both eyes and took a healthy drink of rum before setting his ship back on track. Fingering the green pendant on his braid he gazed thoughtfully at the sea.
*~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ *
Will helped Elizabeth up on to the ship like a true gentlemen before climbing aboard himself. He was greeted by a pistol pointed at his nose, "Too rash Turner, too rash," a cold voice informed him. "Apparently, your skill as a blacksmith far surpasses your skill as a husband." The pistol advanced towards him, forcing him to back off the ship into the cold, clammy grip of Gillette. Will looked around wildly, "Where's Elizabeth? What've you done to her?" He twisted out of Gillette's grasp and threw himself to the side as the bullet flew past where his head at been a split second ago. "Mr Turner, I wouldn't struggled too much if I were you," Will's eyes narrowed in confusion. Norrington gestured with is free hand and Elizabeth was brought forward, a pistol at her head. "No! Elizabeth!" Will began thrashing around wildly until the man clicked his pistol suggestively, Will froze.
"You are despicable," Elizabeth spat at Norrington's highly polished shoe. "Miss Swann-" "It's Mrs Turner." Will's eyes flashed with pride, "Of course, Mrs Turner," the Commodore squeezed out those two words that were so loathsome to him, "I apologise for your treatment, but you will understand it is for your own good." Ignoring Elizabeth's outraged protests he turned back to Will whose face was twisted with anguish. Smiling coldly at the look on Will's face he indicated that Elizabeth be taken away.
"Don't trouble yourself, she will be in my care from now on. She has been escorted to the fort for safekeeping. Take him away Gillette."
"Wait! How did you know?" Will asked, losing his head in his shock of being discovered and losing his wife.
"Mr Turner, you seem to have underestimated our Night Watch. Do you honestly think they could've missed a pile of our men? Gillette, if you will please take Mr Turner to his new home?"
"With pleasure sir," and he and 2 other men jerked a struggling Will into the gallows.
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Carmen was helping in the galley when a cry came from above, "Land ahoy!" Dropping the potato she had been peeling she dashed upstairs and joined the crew that had gathered along the railing. Suddenly, she felt like she could fly, hope surged through her like a drug. She felt giddy with happiness, Spain was only a few hours away, only a few hours till she saw her father again. Turning she hugged Gibbs fiercely before dancing back to the galley.
When she had gone Gibbs shook his head sadly, "Poor lass, must be drunk. Must talk to Jack. I must be drunk; Jack would love it if the girl had learned to love rum." Unknown to both of them Jack as seen it all. In his heart, he felt an unfamiliar swell of pity for the lass. Even Jack knew there was a chance that Antonio might not be alive and knowing that Antonio's temperament could also be found in Carmen. He hoped for all their sakes that his friend was alive.
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Now that was interesting was it not? I sure hope so. Well R+R anyway. Compliments, criticisms, flames. Whatever. Just let me know!! Argh! I must be drunk. I'm asking for flames. Please don't flame me unless it's really that bad. Oh, and sorry about it being kinda short.