Chapter 9:
Jack's POV:
I let out a sigh a relief once Elizabeth followed Will out. Now it was time to put my plan to work. Grabbing and ore and slipping into my drunken swagger, I round the corner where Pintel and Ragetti and a bunch of other pirates were coming my way.
"You!" Rogetti snarled, showing off his awful teeth. "You're supposed to be dead!"
"Am I not?" I looked down and flet my chest, pretending to be a drunk. I turned, planning to walk away, when the other pirates showed up behind me, all brandishing their weapons. I frowned, trying to remember the word. "Parsley, Parmul, par, par, par, oh whats the word."
Pintel looked thoughtful for a moment, before blurting out. "Parley?"
"Yes." I pointed at him and nodded. "Parley."
"Parley?" Ragetti growled towards Pintel. "Curse to the depts whoever came up with that stinking parley."
I pushed his pistol down. "That would be the Flinch."
Suddenly, the pirates behind them seperated an old Barbossa himself pushed through, staring at me in disbelief. "How in blazes did you and Elizabeth get off that island?"
"When you marooned us on that godforesaken spit of land, you forgot one thing, Mate." I grinned cheekily.
"And what's that?" Barbossa asked through clenched teeth.
"I'm Captian Jack Sparrow." I taunted, holding the ore out to the side, taking a slight bow.
"Yes well, Elizabeth said the exact same thing. I'll be making sure I don't make that mistake again." Barbossa turned his back. "Shoot him!"
The Pirates closed in, but I smirked. "The Git's blood didn't work, did it?"
Barbossa held his hand up and slowly spun back around to face me. "You know who's blood, I need?"
I leaned upon the ore. "I know who's blood you need." I repeated.
Elizabeth's POV:
I climbed over the rail of the ship after Norrington. "Not more pirates." He whined.
"Welcome aboard the Diamond Cutter, Commodore." Gibbs tipped an invisible cap to him, before turning back to me. "Welcome back, Elizabeth. Good to see you're safe and sound." A soft thud notified us that Will had climbed over the rail. "Hey Boy, where be Jack?"
I looked to Will as well, who looked rather uncomfortable. "He fell behind." He replied, wrapping his arm around my shoulders and steering towards the steps that led below deck.
"Keep to the code!" Gibbs said with a note of finality and a trace of sadness.
"Weigh anchor, hoist the sails!" Anamaria barked. "Split quick you dibbis!" Was the last I heard before Will shut the door behind us.
"You said that you had the Commodore give Barbossa my name as his." He tilted my face to check the cut. "Why?"
"I don't know." I dropped my gaze.
"That'll need some cleaning." He reached for a rag and a bowl of water and began to clean at the cut. It stung for a moment and I gasped. "Sorry, blacksmith's hands. I told you they were rough."
"No. I mena yes they are, but....." I trailed off, as he pulled his hand away. "Don't stop." I whispered.
His brown eyes looked up into my own and he scooted closer, leaning towards my face, but I pulled back a bit. "Here." I pulled the medallion out of my bodice. This is yours?"
He gazed down at the medallion in his hand. "I thought I had lost this. Why did you take it?"
"Because I was afraid they would take you and that would be just awful. " I looked away.
"It wasn't Norrington's blood they needed. It was mine." His fist clenched around the medallion. "The blood of a pirate."
"I'm so sorry, Will." I apologized, before standing up, just as he slammed his fist on the table. I fled to the upperdeck, leaving him in peace.
The crew was in completel chaos, once I was fully on deck. Gibbs was barking orders to the crew. They were running around like chickens with their heads cut off. "What's happening?" I shouted to Anamaria, who was at the wheel.
"The Balc Pearl! She's gaining on us." Anamaira shouted back grimly.
I ran to the rail and leaned over. Sure enough, the cursed ship was giving chase and gaining rapidly too. I sucked in a deep breath and raced up to Anamaria. "We're shallow on the draft?" I asked.
"Aye!" Was her response.
"Well, then can't we loose them amongst those shoals?" I pointed out westward.
Gibbs followed my direction and spun around to face them. "We don't have to outrun them long. Just long enough."
Anamaria spun the wheel hard. "Lighten the ship. Stem to stern!" She barked.
Gibbs leaned over the rail. "Anything we can afford to lose, see that it's lost!" He ordered.
The crew were throwing everything they could over the sides once Will came back up, staring at us in bewilderment.
"All hands on deck! ose everything we can!" I shouted, leaping over the deck onto the main one and shoving another crate overboard. "Come on you Scaliwags or your lives are the next things lost!"I ran back up the steps. "Anamaria, we're still not going fast enough! They're sending out the sweeps!" I stared back at the ship that was on our tails.
"It was a good plan." Anamaria soothed. "Up til now!"
Will jogged up the steps, stopping beside me. "Gibbs! We have to make a stand. We must fight! Load the guns!"
"With what?" Anamaria and I said in unison.
"Anything! Everything!" Will flailed his arms. "Anything we have left!"
"Load the guns!" Gibbs shouted. "Case shot and langrage! Nails and crushed glass." I shot look Will a proud look, before he turned to help out. "With a Will!"
Gibbs and Will ran back up to us a few minutes later. "The Pearls going to comes up on our Port Quarter. She'll rake us without even presenting a target."
I took charge. "Lower the anchor on the right side!" I snapped, the three of them just stared at me blankly. "On the starboard side!"
"It certianly has the element of surprise!" Will shrugged.
"Damn it! I'm a bloody Sparrow! This Jack's ship! Do as I say!" I snapped again.
"You're daft Elizabeth, you both are!" Anamaria shook her head.
Gibbs and I shared a look. "Daft like Jack!"Gibbs moved to the rail. "Lower the starboard anchor. Do it you Dogs, or it's you we'll load into the cannons."
"Someone get the Commodore! We'll need all hands for this!" I shouted, grasping a loose rope, I swung down onto the main deck and into my cabin. I yanked out my sword and secured it at my hip. I grabbed a spare for Will and tossed it to him, when I emerged.
The anchor snagged and I felt the ship twist. "Everybody hold on!" I cried, grabbing the rope that Will held on. 'The Diamond Cutter' made a mighty creak and began to turn around. "Let go!" I shouted to Anamaria, who took her hands off the wheel.
The Black Pearl turned swiftly to avoid hitting us and soon we were parallel to each other. The men on both ships began yelling and I let go of the rope and snagged a pistol. "Now!" I heard will shouted. "Fire!" Came Barbossa's cry.
"Fire all!" I screamed and the cannons exploded, jarring holes in both ships. Then we began to shoot with the muskets and guns. I fired the pistol like there was no tomorrow, watching pirates fall into the water.
"We could use a few more ideas, Lass." Gibbs yelled, taking place beside Will.
I growled and turned to him. "Your turn!"
"We need us a devil's dowery!" Gibbs replied.
"We give them him!" Anamaria approached, holding a pistol to the Commodore's head.
"Anamaria!" I cried.
"He's not what they're after." Will shook his head.
"The medallion!" I exchanged a look with Will and he tore off below deck to find it.
"They're coming aboard!" I shouted, watching hleplessly as the Diamond Cutter's main mast fell over onto the Pearl.The Pearl's cursed crew began to swing over to our ship and I shot at the first one I could.
I was out of amunition and took to fighting with the butt of my pistol and my fist, when one of the grasped me by the shoulder spinning me around and rasing his sword. Then, someone grabbed his wrist. "That's not very nice!" Jack chasited. I grinned and knocked the pirate overboard.
"Jack!" I hugged him. "I thought I'd never see you again."
"I'm Captian Jack Sparrow, Ducks. How could you forget?" He pulled back and glanced around. "Now where is dear William?"
I glanced around helplessly, not seeing him anywhere. "Will!" I shoved my way through the crowd. This was not good.
"Will!" I cried, spotting his hands through the holes of the trap door.
"Elizabeth!" He cried, trying to push through.
I shoved and pushed, but the mast wouldn't budge. "I can't move it!" I yelled.
Then I flet two hands grasp my arms and yank me. "Will!" I shrieked, struggling to get back towards them. "Jack!"
"Elizabeth!" I heard Will yelled again, before I was swung onto the Pearl and tied in with the rest of the crew.
"Will!" I screamed, trying to break free, but it was useless.
Okay, I love this story personally and I haven't updated because I only got one review after I posted the eighth chapter, but then I got a second. I never not finish a story. So I will finish this one, with or without your reviews, but I really apreciate getting the reviews.
I let out a sigh a relief once Elizabeth followed Will out. Now it was time to put my plan to work. Grabbing and ore and slipping into my drunken swagger, I round the corner where Pintel and Ragetti and a bunch of other pirates were coming my way.
"You!" Rogetti snarled, showing off his awful teeth. "You're supposed to be dead!"
"Am I not?" I looked down and flet my chest, pretending to be a drunk. I turned, planning to walk away, when the other pirates showed up behind me, all brandishing their weapons. I frowned, trying to remember the word. "Parsley, Parmul, par, par, par, oh whats the word."
Pintel looked thoughtful for a moment, before blurting out. "Parley?"
"Yes." I pointed at him and nodded. "Parley."
"Parley?" Ragetti growled towards Pintel. "Curse to the depts whoever came up with that stinking parley."
I pushed his pistol down. "That would be the Flinch."
Suddenly, the pirates behind them seperated an old Barbossa himself pushed through, staring at me in disbelief. "How in blazes did you and Elizabeth get off that island?"
"When you marooned us on that godforesaken spit of land, you forgot one thing, Mate." I grinned cheekily.
"And what's that?" Barbossa asked through clenched teeth.
"I'm Captian Jack Sparrow." I taunted, holding the ore out to the side, taking a slight bow.
"Yes well, Elizabeth said the exact same thing. I'll be making sure I don't make that mistake again." Barbossa turned his back. "Shoot him!"
The Pirates closed in, but I smirked. "The Git's blood didn't work, did it?"
Barbossa held his hand up and slowly spun back around to face me. "You know who's blood, I need?"
I leaned upon the ore. "I know who's blood you need." I repeated.
Elizabeth's POV:
I climbed over the rail of the ship after Norrington. "Not more pirates." He whined.
"Welcome aboard the Diamond Cutter, Commodore." Gibbs tipped an invisible cap to him, before turning back to me. "Welcome back, Elizabeth. Good to see you're safe and sound." A soft thud notified us that Will had climbed over the rail. "Hey Boy, where be Jack?"
I looked to Will as well, who looked rather uncomfortable. "He fell behind." He replied, wrapping his arm around my shoulders and steering towards the steps that led below deck.
"Keep to the code!" Gibbs said with a note of finality and a trace of sadness.
"Weigh anchor, hoist the sails!" Anamaria barked. "Split quick you dibbis!" Was the last I heard before Will shut the door behind us.
"You said that you had the Commodore give Barbossa my name as his." He tilted my face to check the cut. "Why?"
"I don't know." I dropped my gaze.
"That'll need some cleaning." He reached for a rag and a bowl of water and began to clean at the cut. It stung for a moment and I gasped. "Sorry, blacksmith's hands. I told you they were rough."
"No. I mena yes they are, but....." I trailed off, as he pulled his hand away. "Don't stop." I whispered.
His brown eyes looked up into my own and he scooted closer, leaning towards my face, but I pulled back a bit. "Here." I pulled the medallion out of my bodice. This is yours?"
He gazed down at the medallion in his hand. "I thought I had lost this. Why did you take it?"
"Because I was afraid they would take you and that would be just awful. " I looked away.
"It wasn't Norrington's blood they needed. It was mine." His fist clenched around the medallion. "The blood of a pirate."
"I'm so sorry, Will." I apologized, before standing up, just as he slammed his fist on the table. I fled to the upperdeck, leaving him in peace.
The crew was in completel chaos, once I was fully on deck. Gibbs was barking orders to the crew. They were running around like chickens with their heads cut off. "What's happening?" I shouted to Anamaria, who was at the wheel.
"The Balc Pearl! She's gaining on us." Anamaira shouted back grimly.
I ran to the rail and leaned over. Sure enough, the cursed ship was giving chase and gaining rapidly too. I sucked in a deep breath and raced up to Anamaria. "We're shallow on the draft?" I asked.
"Aye!" Was her response.
"Well, then can't we loose them amongst those shoals?" I pointed out westward.
Gibbs followed my direction and spun around to face them. "We don't have to outrun them long. Just long enough."
Anamaria spun the wheel hard. "Lighten the ship. Stem to stern!" She barked.
Gibbs leaned over the rail. "Anything we can afford to lose, see that it's lost!" He ordered.
The crew were throwing everything they could over the sides once Will came back up, staring at us in bewilderment.
"All hands on deck! ose everything we can!" I shouted, leaping over the deck onto the main one and shoving another crate overboard. "Come on you Scaliwags or your lives are the next things lost!"I ran back up the steps. "Anamaria, we're still not going fast enough! They're sending out the sweeps!" I stared back at the ship that was on our tails.
"It was a good plan." Anamaria soothed. "Up til now!"
Will jogged up the steps, stopping beside me. "Gibbs! We have to make a stand. We must fight! Load the guns!"
"With what?" Anamaria and I said in unison.
"Anything! Everything!" Will flailed his arms. "Anything we have left!"
"Load the guns!" Gibbs shouted. "Case shot and langrage! Nails and crushed glass." I shot look Will a proud look, before he turned to help out. "With a Will!"
Gibbs and Will ran back up to us a few minutes later. "The Pearls going to comes up on our Port Quarter. She'll rake us without even presenting a target."
I took charge. "Lower the anchor on the right side!" I snapped, the three of them just stared at me blankly. "On the starboard side!"
"It certianly has the element of surprise!" Will shrugged.
"Damn it! I'm a bloody Sparrow! This Jack's ship! Do as I say!" I snapped again.
"You're daft Elizabeth, you both are!" Anamaria shook her head.
Gibbs and I shared a look. "Daft like Jack!"Gibbs moved to the rail. "Lower the starboard anchor. Do it you Dogs, or it's you we'll load into the cannons."
"Someone get the Commodore! We'll need all hands for this!" I shouted, grasping a loose rope, I swung down onto the main deck and into my cabin. I yanked out my sword and secured it at my hip. I grabbed a spare for Will and tossed it to him, when I emerged.
The anchor snagged and I felt the ship twist. "Everybody hold on!" I cried, grabbing the rope that Will held on. 'The Diamond Cutter' made a mighty creak and began to turn around. "Let go!" I shouted to Anamaria, who took her hands off the wheel.
The Black Pearl turned swiftly to avoid hitting us and soon we were parallel to each other. The men on both ships began yelling and I let go of the rope and snagged a pistol. "Now!" I heard will shouted. "Fire!" Came Barbossa's cry.
"Fire all!" I screamed and the cannons exploded, jarring holes in both ships. Then we began to shoot with the muskets and guns. I fired the pistol like there was no tomorrow, watching pirates fall into the water.
"We could use a few more ideas, Lass." Gibbs yelled, taking place beside Will.
I growled and turned to him. "Your turn!"
"We need us a devil's dowery!" Gibbs replied.
"We give them him!" Anamaria approached, holding a pistol to the Commodore's head.
"Anamaria!" I cried.
"He's not what they're after." Will shook his head.
"The medallion!" I exchanged a look with Will and he tore off below deck to find it.
"They're coming aboard!" I shouted, watching hleplessly as the Diamond Cutter's main mast fell over onto the Pearl.The Pearl's cursed crew began to swing over to our ship and I shot at the first one I could.
I was out of amunition and took to fighting with the butt of my pistol and my fist, when one of the grasped me by the shoulder spinning me around and rasing his sword. Then, someone grabbed his wrist. "That's not very nice!" Jack chasited. I grinned and knocked the pirate overboard.
"Jack!" I hugged him. "I thought I'd never see you again."
"I'm Captian Jack Sparrow, Ducks. How could you forget?" He pulled back and glanced around. "Now where is dear William?"
I glanced around helplessly, not seeing him anywhere. "Will!" I shoved my way through the crowd. This was not good.
"Will!" I cried, spotting his hands through the holes of the trap door.
"Elizabeth!" He cried, trying to push through.
I shoved and pushed, but the mast wouldn't budge. "I can't move it!" I yelled.
Then I flet two hands grasp my arms and yank me. "Will!" I shrieked, struggling to get back towards them. "Jack!"
"Elizabeth!" I heard Will yelled again, before I was swung onto the Pearl and tied in with the rest of the crew.
"Will!" I screamed, trying to break free, but it was useless.
Okay, I love this story personally and I haven't updated because I only got one review after I posted the eighth chapter, but then I got a second. I never not finish a story. So I will finish this one, with or without your reviews, but I really apreciate getting the reviews.