Hey, I know in the last chapter I called him Morris, but that was because I
couldn't remember his name. I know now that it's Bo'sun
Chapter 5:
Elizabeth snarled, trying to break loose of Bo'sun. She kicked, squirmed and wriggled, but it worked to no avail. She heard the crew shouted gleefully and soon she was swung back onto her feet.
"Lookie what I found boys!" Bo'sun grinned, spinning her around. The crew cheered, leering at her distainfully.
"Let me go!" She demanded, shrugging out of his grasp. She spun around to glare at him. He grinned down at her, looking at her from head to foot.
"You Chaps remember Ms. Sparrow, don't you?" He leered, grasping her by the upper arms. There was a chorus of yeses from the crew. "Yes, I thought you would."
"You lay one hand on me and you will all be cursed to hell, forever this time." She spat, matching Bo'sun's gaze.
He backhanded her viciously. "Shut your mouth, Ms. Sparrow, if you know what's good for you!"
"Let her go!" A deep commanding voice boomed. Everyone turned to see a figure emerge from the shadows.
Elizabeth froze, her face going from one of hate, to one of loathing. "Barbossa." She glared at the man and his vile monkey, that sat on top of his shoulder.
"Ms. Sparrow. My, my, I did not expect to see you again." He turned to stare sharply at Bo'sun. "I said let her go."
"Aye." The big brute released her arms and she gratefully stepped away from him. She spun around to face Barbossa.
"How in blazes did you get off that island, Ms. Sparrow?" He asked, hobbling towards her.
"You forgot one thing, Barbossa." She sneered, placing her hands on her hips.
"It's Captain Barbossa now, Lass."
"You don't deserve to be Captain of this ship. You are a backstabbing, manipulating, daft Bastard."
"Watch your tongue, Ms. Sparrow. Or I might just have to cut it out."
"I'd die first."
"Very well, that can be arranged. Now Lass, what did I forget, when I last saw you."
"My brother is Captian Jack Sparrow." She taunted, in a very Jack like fashion.
"Well, I won't be making that mistake again. Come, Ms. Sparrow. You shall dine with me this evening."
"Thank you for the invitation, but I am disinclined to acuest your request. I'm not very hungry." She threw one of his old sayings back in his face.
"Then you can dine with the crew and be naked." Barbossa's face lit up with amusement. The crew cheered.
She huffed and marched forward, past Barbossa to the upper deck. "Take Mr. Turner below." She heard Barbossa order. She had almost forgotten the Commodore had been taken aboard.
"You lay one hand on me, Barbossa and you'll dearly regret it." She spun around to glare at the older man.
"No need to worry about that, Lass." He matched her glare, before gesturing to the cabin in front of them.
Jack stared at the treachorous sea before him. "The Black Pearl" was not in sight, but he had an idea where they were going. Gibbs, AnnaMaria and the rest of the crew took his orders without question, for they loved Elizabeth too and wanted her back safe and sound.
Jack's gaze drifted to Will Turner, who was leaning against the rail, staring out at the vast ocean. It took no genius to see that the Lad had taken to fancying his sister. Not that Jack really blamed him. Elizabeth was beautiful and her spirit was full of valor, knowledge and beauty. Plus, she was a force to be reckoned with, when she was angry. Jack ALMOST pitied Barbossa and his crew for they were in for a good verbal bashing and given the chance a physical one too.
Will seemed to sense his gaze on him and turned around to meet it. Jack gestured for him to come closer. The boy frowned, but came closer.
"I need to ask you something. My crew and I are willing to do just about anything for Elizabeth. What I need to know is how far are You willing to go to save her?" Jack asked.
Will contemplated the question a moment, before finally answering. "I'd die for her."
"Oh good, no worries then." Jack smiled to himself. This Whelp wasn't so bad afterall. Maybe he was worthy of Elizabeth's affections. He was willing to die for her and she had saved him back in Port Royale.
Will watched Elizabeth's brother contemplate something, beforehe began to hum a merry tune. Will took it as his cue to leave and moved back down onto the main deck. His thoughts returned to Elizabeth.
What he had said was true. He would die for her. She had saved him and found her way into his heart. Whenever she was around he didn't feel so alone anymore. It was strange, seeing as he had only known her a day, but he loved her anyway. She was different from the other ladies in Port Royale. Instead of being proper, she was tough, outgoing, yet at the same time hestitant and cautious. She took no heat from anyone, least of all Jack and she fought with her heatr for something she had believed in.
These qualities called to him for some unknown reason and he didn't care in the least. He just wanted her back safely and to be able to tell her how he felt. He knew there was a strong chance that she would not return his feelings, seeing as she didn't know him that well, but he had to tell her. He had watched chances pass him by long enough and he'd be damned if he let this one pass him by too.
Okay guys. You know the drill, review for the next chappie! I love Will, he's so hot and rather sweet too.
Elizabeth snarled, trying to break loose of Bo'sun. She kicked, squirmed and wriggled, but it worked to no avail. She heard the crew shouted gleefully and soon she was swung back onto her feet.
"Lookie what I found boys!" Bo'sun grinned, spinning her around. The crew cheered, leering at her distainfully.
"Let me go!" She demanded, shrugging out of his grasp. She spun around to glare at him. He grinned down at her, looking at her from head to foot.
"You Chaps remember Ms. Sparrow, don't you?" He leered, grasping her by the upper arms. There was a chorus of yeses from the crew. "Yes, I thought you would."
"You lay one hand on me and you will all be cursed to hell, forever this time." She spat, matching Bo'sun's gaze.
He backhanded her viciously. "Shut your mouth, Ms. Sparrow, if you know what's good for you!"
"Let her go!" A deep commanding voice boomed. Everyone turned to see a figure emerge from the shadows.
Elizabeth froze, her face going from one of hate, to one of loathing. "Barbossa." She glared at the man and his vile monkey, that sat on top of his shoulder.
"Ms. Sparrow. My, my, I did not expect to see you again." He turned to stare sharply at Bo'sun. "I said let her go."
"Aye." The big brute released her arms and she gratefully stepped away from him. She spun around to face Barbossa.
"How in blazes did you get off that island, Ms. Sparrow?" He asked, hobbling towards her.
"You forgot one thing, Barbossa." She sneered, placing her hands on her hips.
"It's Captain Barbossa now, Lass."
"You don't deserve to be Captain of this ship. You are a backstabbing, manipulating, daft Bastard."
"Watch your tongue, Ms. Sparrow. Or I might just have to cut it out."
"I'd die first."
"Very well, that can be arranged. Now Lass, what did I forget, when I last saw you."
"My brother is Captian Jack Sparrow." She taunted, in a very Jack like fashion.
"Well, I won't be making that mistake again. Come, Ms. Sparrow. You shall dine with me this evening."
"Thank you for the invitation, but I am disinclined to acuest your request. I'm not very hungry." She threw one of his old sayings back in his face.
"Then you can dine with the crew and be naked." Barbossa's face lit up with amusement. The crew cheered.
She huffed and marched forward, past Barbossa to the upper deck. "Take Mr. Turner below." She heard Barbossa order. She had almost forgotten the Commodore had been taken aboard.
"You lay one hand on me, Barbossa and you'll dearly regret it." She spun around to glare at the older man.
"No need to worry about that, Lass." He matched her glare, before gesturing to the cabin in front of them.
Jack stared at the treachorous sea before him. "The Black Pearl" was not in sight, but he had an idea where they were going. Gibbs, AnnaMaria and the rest of the crew took his orders without question, for they loved Elizabeth too and wanted her back safe and sound.
Jack's gaze drifted to Will Turner, who was leaning against the rail, staring out at the vast ocean. It took no genius to see that the Lad had taken to fancying his sister. Not that Jack really blamed him. Elizabeth was beautiful and her spirit was full of valor, knowledge and beauty. Plus, she was a force to be reckoned with, when she was angry. Jack ALMOST pitied Barbossa and his crew for they were in for a good verbal bashing and given the chance a physical one too.
Will seemed to sense his gaze on him and turned around to meet it. Jack gestured for him to come closer. The boy frowned, but came closer.
"I need to ask you something. My crew and I are willing to do just about anything for Elizabeth. What I need to know is how far are You willing to go to save her?" Jack asked.
Will contemplated the question a moment, before finally answering. "I'd die for her."
"Oh good, no worries then." Jack smiled to himself. This Whelp wasn't so bad afterall. Maybe he was worthy of Elizabeth's affections. He was willing to die for her and she had saved him back in Port Royale.
Will watched Elizabeth's brother contemplate something, beforehe began to hum a merry tune. Will took it as his cue to leave and moved back down onto the main deck. His thoughts returned to Elizabeth.
What he had said was true. He would die for her. She had saved him and found her way into his heart. Whenever she was around he didn't feel so alone anymore. It was strange, seeing as he had only known her a day, but he loved her anyway. She was different from the other ladies in Port Royale. Instead of being proper, she was tough, outgoing, yet at the same time hestitant and cautious. She took no heat from anyone, least of all Jack and she fought with her heatr for something she had believed in.
These qualities called to him for some unknown reason and he didn't care in the least. He just wanted her back safely and to be able to tell her how he felt. He knew there was a strong chance that she would not return his feelings, seeing as she didn't know him that well, but he had to tell her. He had watched chances pass him by long enough and he'd be damned if he let this one pass him by too.
Okay guys. You know the drill, review for the next chappie! I love Will, he's so hot and rather sweet too.