Familiar People (blacksmiths, pirates, commodores, governors, etc.,)= not mine
Katrina= mine!
Lyrics (whenever they pop in)= not mine
Wow! I can't believe this fic has already hit the chapter 7 mark on ffn.net's chapter counter! The story's half over! *wipes away a tiny tear* Anyway...
** = flashback (there's plenty more to come)
::Jack's inner voice or conscience (provided he has one)::
This takes up where chapter 4 left off. Jack crashes into Will and Becca, ranting about Kat's capture. He may seem OOC in this part, but... :P Please review! My muse needs food!!!
Robyn the Pirate: Arr! Ye be sendin this fair lassie reviews, or I be takin an extended vacation t'Bermuda!
Bloodrose05: NoOoOoOo!!!! Don't go Robyn! We're only half done!
Jack Sparrow: I'll be yer muse, luv.
Bloodrose05: REALLY!?!?! *does bow-legged crippled chicken happy dance* YAY!!!!
Robyn the Pirate: *rolls eyes*
Bloodrose05: *wakes up suddenly* Damn, so real!
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Chapter 6: Too Little Too Late
"Whoa, waitwaitwait. What?!"Becca stammered.
"Captured." Jack said morosely. "Up at the Governor's Mansion."
**
"JACK!!!"He heard the screams, only too late. He ran over to her, but found her being dragged into the mansion by two redcoats.
"KAT!" He cried as soldiers swarmed around him. He let loose a mighty roar filled with rage, pain, and hatred as he lashed out with his AK-47, slaughtering the guards until nothing remained but piles of bodies and pools of blood. Something inside him snapped, and as he stared around at the carnage of his own making, he fell to the ground ad did something he hadn't done in a very, very long time: he wept. /What's wrong with me?/ he pondered as his tears mixed with the blood on the muddy ground. /I was supposed to protect her, and they just snatched her up. Why am I so bloody stupid?/
::Because you're a bloody big idiot!:: His conscience, or inner voice as he wasn't sure he had a conscience anymore, said sharply. ::You feel guilty about letting her go off on her own. And you know something else?::
/No.?
::You have feelings for this girl, maybe even love. She rocks your::
/Shut up./
::Okay! I know when I'm finally beat!:: Perhaps his inner voice-thing had a point. There was something about her that drove him crazy.
/Nobody falls in love in an hour./ He tried to tell himself, though there was a part of him screaming in protest. /Need to find Will and the lass.../ He took off, running down the hill as fast as his legs would carry him.
**
"I can't believe you took on all those guards by yourself." Will said.
"Will, his clothes prove it." Becca interrupted, gesturing wildly at Jack's blood sodden clothes. "But I can't believe you're in love with my best friend."
"How can you tell?" Will looked at Jack. Bloodstained, depressed, kohl smeared down his cheeks; how could she tell from that?
"It's all in the eyes, Will. He's got those distressed eyes, like a kid who lost his mommie at the grocery store."
"Could we please focus in on the matter at hand and not on my eyes!" Jack said angrily.
"EW! Jack, what is that?! It's stuck to your chest!" Becca squealed.
"Shit!" Jack hissed, peeling the envelope free. "It was a letter from your bonny lass, Will."
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Next chapter: Kat's fate!! (Finally!) I know you readers are sick of me saying this, but PLEASE R&R!!!!
Katrina= mine!
Lyrics (whenever they pop in)= not mine
Wow! I can't believe this fic has already hit the chapter 7 mark on ffn.net's chapter counter! The story's half over! *wipes away a tiny tear* Anyway...
** = flashback (there's plenty more to come)
::Jack's inner voice or conscience (provided he has one)::
This takes up where chapter 4 left off. Jack crashes into Will and Becca, ranting about Kat's capture. He may seem OOC in this part, but... :P Please review! My muse needs food!!!
Robyn the Pirate: Arr! Ye be sendin this fair lassie reviews, or I be takin an extended vacation t'Bermuda!
Bloodrose05: NoOoOoOo!!!! Don't go Robyn! We're only half done!
Jack Sparrow: I'll be yer muse, luv.
Bloodrose05: REALLY!?!?! *does bow-legged crippled chicken happy dance* YAY!!!!
Robyn the Pirate: *rolls eyes*
Bloodrose05: *wakes up suddenly* Damn, so real!
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Chapter 6: Too Little Too Late
"Whoa, waitwaitwait. What?!"Becca stammered.
"Captured." Jack said morosely. "Up at the Governor's Mansion."
**
"JACK!!!"He heard the screams, only too late. He ran over to her, but found her being dragged into the mansion by two redcoats.
"KAT!" He cried as soldiers swarmed around him. He let loose a mighty roar filled with rage, pain, and hatred as he lashed out with his AK-47, slaughtering the guards until nothing remained but piles of bodies and pools of blood. Something inside him snapped, and as he stared around at the carnage of his own making, he fell to the ground ad did something he hadn't done in a very, very long time: he wept. /What's wrong with me?/ he pondered as his tears mixed with the blood on the muddy ground. /I was supposed to protect her, and they just snatched her up. Why am I so bloody stupid?/
::Because you're a bloody big idiot!:: His conscience, or inner voice as he wasn't sure he had a conscience anymore, said sharply. ::You feel guilty about letting her go off on her own. And you know something else?::
/No.?
::You have feelings for this girl, maybe even love. She rocks your::
/Shut up./
::Okay! I know when I'm finally beat!:: Perhaps his inner voice-thing had a point. There was something about her that drove him crazy.
/Nobody falls in love in an hour./ He tried to tell himself, though there was a part of him screaming in protest. /Need to find Will and the lass.../ He took off, running down the hill as fast as his legs would carry him.
**
"I can't believe you took on all those guards by yourself." Will said.
"Will, his clothes prove it." Becca interrupted, gesturing wildly at Jack's blood sodden clothes. "But I can't believe you're in love with my best friend."
"How can you tell?" Will looked at Jack. Bloodstained, depressed, kohl smeared down his cheeks; how could she tell from that?
"It's all in the eyes, Will. He's got those distressed eyes, like a kid who lost his mommie at the grocery store."
"Could we please focus in on the matter at hand and not on my eyes!" Jack said angrily.
"EW! Jack, what is that?! It's stuck to your chest!" Becca squealed.
"Shit!" Jack hissed, peeling the envelope free. "It was a letter from your bonny lass, Will."
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Next chapter: Kat's fate!! (Finally!) I know you readers are sick of me saying this, but PLEASE R&R!!!!
