Holy crap! I was listening to the lord of the rings soundtrack while I
wrote this, and the music totally matched the story the entire way through.
Every time I was writing an action bit, the music was all "boom boom,
BOOM!" and when I was writing the slower bits, the music was slow. Weird.
It's never happened to me exactly the whole way through before.
This chapter is a little different from the others. There's not much dialogue, and it switches from Edward's POV to Jack's. Just so you know.
Disclaimer: I don't own nothing. Haha! Double negative! I do own something. I don't know what.
Chapter eight- saving Edward
Captain Bradley grabbed Edward roughly by the scruff of the neck. He picked him up and dragged him off to his cabin, and tried to open the door.
"FER MERCY'S SAKE!" he cried when the door opened the wrong way. He hit Edward upside the head to vent his frustration. He then dragged Edward down to the brig, and slammed the door shut. He motioned for the pirate standing next to him to lock the door, and stomped up the stairs.
Edward waited until the pirate was just close enough, then he opened the door quickly, and knocked the pirate on the head. The pirate collapsed, and Edward scampered out and up the stairs.
BOOM!
Edward was jarred off his feet, and he fell down the stairs. He cracked his head on the way down, and went unconscious.
When Edward opened his eyes, his feet were soaking. He was laying on the stairs, his head lying at an awkward angle on the step above. His feet were lying in the water that was slowly creeping into the ship. Edward shook his head and jumped up as quickly as possible. He swayed a little on his unsteady feet, and ran up the stairs as quickly as possible. The pirates on board who were still alive were scurrying to and fro, trying to release the lifeboats. Edward observed them for a moment, and decided that it might not be the best course of action to jump into the fray. Pirates were abandoning ship left and right, but they might still have a shred of common sense in their heads. Edward ducked down in his hiding place to wait for the opportune moment.
Jack fought hard with all the pirates coming at him. Numerous times he tried to get to the Nightglider to save the poor boy who claimed to be his son, but always there were too many cutlasses trying to slit his throat. Jack heard the huge explosion that was to announce the end of the Nightglider, but the was nothing he could do to save Edward. Cursing himself for letting Edward go, he put his fury to work on the pirates.
When Bradley's crew began to realise that their ship was slowly sinking, they went into a wild fight for survival. They turned into wild animals, killing anyone to cross their paths to the lifeboats. Jack's men fought them off, and most of Bradley's crew either died or jumped ship.
In the moments after the battle, Jack leaned on the rail, and caught his breath. He still hadn't forgotten Edward, but with all the pirates swarming the ship, how was he to save Edward without killing himself?
The ship was almost under now. All that could be seen was the top deck, and all that was above. Jack guessed it would go under in a matter of minutes, and be lost forever to Davy Jones' locker. He quickly went to his cabin.
Edward was still waiting when the water rose up right behind him. He was still in the stairway, and water was beginning to swash about his ankles. Most of the pirates who hadn't been able to find a lifeboat had jumped ship, but some still remained, and were killing off those of Jack's men who had hoped to steal some treasure before the ship sank. Edward began to lose hope.
The water came up right behind Edward and forced him out on deck. He ran discreetly up to the poop deck. He hid behind a huge coil of rope and looked over the rail. All the pirates were now abandoning ship, and he was almost he last of board. The water was rising quickly, but Edward could find no way to the Black Pearl. All the ropes had been cut, and the gangplank was long gone.
The water was creeping onto the poop deck now, and Edward was forced to the mast. He shinnied up the mast as fast as he knew how and began to yell and scream for help. Jack's crew pointed and laughed at him, and Edward's lip began to tremble. Tears came to his eyes and he looked desperately for Jack, hoping that he might appear and come to save him.
Edward was at the top of the mast, and the water was a few feet below him when he started to cry.
Jack heard the laughing and came to see what the fuss was about. He looked quickly where the crew was pointing and saw Edward clinging to a mast, crying his eyes out. the water was almost to his feet when Edward let go of the mast and waited for the water to claim his life. Jack saw what he had to do, and amid incredulous stares from his crew, he tied a long rope to the rail and his waist, climbed on the rail and dove into the water.
Edward heard the splash and tried to pull himself up. Though the ship had sunk slowly, she still created a huge vacuum when she finally went under. Edward fought hard against the pull, kicking his feet and flailing his arms desperately. But Edward was too small and wasn't strong enough to pull himself even a little out of the water. He struggled hard, until he felt someone's strong arms pulling him to the surface. he gasped hard, and shook his head. The vacuum faded away agonisingly slowly. Finally though, he felt no pull, and looked up into the face of his rescuer.
"Jack!" he gasped. Jack was treading water furiously, holding Edward up just high enough so that he could breathe.
"Aye," Jack grunted. "Can ye swim?" Edward nodded and Jack let him go. Edward sank under the water for a moment, but he kicked hard and surfaced again. Jack was floating on his back now, catching his breath. Edward poked him and Jack turned over and began to swim back to the Black Pearl. Anamaria threw them a rope, and Edward climbed up, followed quickly by Jack. They both collapsed on the deck, and caught their breath.
"JACK SPARROW!" Anamaria screamed. "IF YE EVER DO ANYTHIN' LIKE THAT AGAIN, I'LL BEAT YER HEAD IN!"
Jack and Edward began to laugh weakly. Jack untied the rope from his waist and stood up to speak with Anamaria, and Edward fell asleep immediately. Jack and Anamaria noticed this and smiled to each other. Jack carefully picked Edward up off the deck and carried him to his own hammock. Edward settled into the comfy sheets, and slept on.
Jack stood there and stared at Edward's face for a long while. He smoothed the hair back from his face and listened to his breathing. A smile crept onto Jack's face, and he shook his head at himself; risking his life for a child he'd never before met! He sighed, and lay down on the floor near the hammock.
Shaking his head one last time, Jack drifted into the world of dreams.
Awww. . . I wuv Jack and Edward. MUAH! I don't know if I'm going to put up another chapter or not. I haven't yet decided whether or not it needs it. What do you think? Should it stay like this or does it need more of a conclusion?
Do do do. ..
I'm such a nerd. I love school. I'm so excited, I have school tomorrow! I guess it's just because I have drama. I can't wait until next year, when I have drama 11, because then it'll be full of people who actually like drama, instead of people who need the credit and can't play an instrument and can't draw.
Woot! I played matchmaker, along with Amara and Matt. Kara liked this guy Everett, and she wrote him a Valentine telling him so. But she wouldn't give it to him. So I swiped it from her bag and Amara and I forced her to the cafeteria and made her give it to him. Then we spied on them from behind the bricks. It was like something from a movie. I've done my duty.
Thanks ever so much to Reese Sparrow for being such a darling and reviewing every single chapter! Hugs and cookies to you m'dear! You're the best!
Ummm yes. Review please!
This chapter is a little different from the others. There's not much dialogue, and it switches from Edward's POV to Jack's. Just so you know.
Disclaimer: I don't own nothing. Haha! Double negative! I do own something. I don't know what.
Chapter eight- saving Edward
Captain Bradley grabbed Edward roughly by the scruff of the neck. He picked him up and dragged him off to his cabin, and tried to open the door.
"FER MERCY'S SAKE!" he cried when the door opened the wrong way. He hit Edward upside the head to vent his frustration. He then dragged Edward down to the brig, and slammed the door shut. He motioned for the pirate standing next to him to lock the door, and stomped up the stairs.
Edward waited until the pirate was just close enough, then he opened the door quickly, and knocked the pirate on the head. The pirate collapsed, and Edward scampered out and up the stairs.
BOOM!
Edward was jarred off his feet, and he fell down the stairs. He cracked his head on the way down, and went unconscious.
When Edward opened his eyes, his feet were soaking. He was laying on the stairs, his head lying at an awkward angle on the step above. His feet were lying in the water that was slowly creeping into the ship. Edward shook his head and jumped up as quickly as possible. He swayed a little on his unsteady feet, and ran up the stairs as quickly as possible. The pirates on board who were still alive were scurrying to and fro, trying to release the lifeboats. Edward observed them for a moment, and decided that it might not be the best course of action to jump into the fray. Pirates were abandoning ship left and right, but they might still have a shred of common sense in their heads. Edward ducked down in his hiding place to wait for the opportune moment.
Jack fought hard with all the pirates coming at him. Numerous times he tried to get to the Nightglider to save the poor boy who claimed to be his son, but always there were too many cutlasses trying to slit his throat. Jack heard the huge explosion that was to announce the end of the Nightglider, but the was nothing he could do to save Edward. Cursing himself for letting Edward go, he put his fury to work on the pirates.
When Bradley's crew began to realise that their ship was slowly sinking, they went into a wild fight for survival. They turned into wild animals, killing anyone to cross their paths to the lifeboats. Jack's men fought them off, and most of Bradley's crew either died or jumped ship.
In the moments after the battle, Jack leaned on the rail, and caught his breath. He still hadn't forgotten Edward, but with all the pirates swarming the ship, how was he to save Edward without killing himself?
The ship was almost under now. All that could be seen was the top deck, and all that was above. Jack guessed it would go under in a matter of minutes, and be lost forever to Davy Jones' locker. He quickly went to his cabin.
Edward was still waiting when the water rose up right behind him. He was still in the stairway, and water was beginning to swash about his ankles. Most of the pirates who hadn't been able to find a lifeboat had jumped ship, but some still remained, and were killing off those of Jack's men who had hoped to steal some treasure before the ship sank. Edward began to lose hope.
The water came up right behind Edward and forced him out on deck. He ran discreetly up to the poop deck. He hid behind a huge coil of rope and looked over the rail. All the pirates were now abandoning ship, and he was almost he last of board. The water was rising quickly, but Edward could find no way to the Black Pearl. All the ropes had been cut, and the gangplank was long gone.
The water was creeping onto the poop deck now, and Edward was forced to the mast. He shinnied up the mast as fast as he knew how and began to yell and scream for help. Jack's crew pointed and laughed at him, and Edward's lip began to tremble. Tears came to his eyes and he looked desperately for Jack, hoping that he might appear and come to save him.
Edward was at the top of the mast, and the water was a few feet below him when he started to cry.
Jack heard the laughing and came to see what the fuss was about. He looked quickly where the crew was pointing and saw Edward clinging to a mast, crying his eyes out. the water was almost to his feet when Edward let go of the mast and waited for the water to claim his life. Jack saw what he had to do, and amid incredulous stares from his crew, he tied a long rope to the rail and his waist, climbed on the rail and dove into the water.
Edward heard the splash and tried to pull himself up. Though the ship had sunk slowly, she still created a huge vacuum when she finally went under. Edward fought hard against the pull, kicking his feet and flailing his arms desperately. But Edward was too small and wasn't strong enough to pull himself even a little out of the water. He struggled hard, until he felt someone's strong arms pulling him to the surface. he gasped hard, and shook his head. The vacuum faded away agonisingly slowly. Finally though, he felt no pull, and looked up into the face of his rescuer.
"Jack!" he gasped. Jack was treading water furiously, holding Edward up just high enough so that he could breathe.
"Aye," Jack grunted. "Can ye swim?" Edward nodded and Jack let him go. Edward sank under the water for a moment, but he kicked hard and surfaced again. Jack was floating on his back now, catching his breath. Edward poked him and Jack turned over and began to swim back to the Black Pearl. Anamaria threw them a rope, and Edward climbed up, followed quickly by Jack. They both collapsed on the deck, and caught their breath.
"JACK SPARROW!" Anamaria screamed. "IF YE EVER DO ANYTHIN' LIKE THAT AGAIN, I'LL BEAT YER HEAD IN!"
Jack and Edward began to laugh weakly. Jack untied the rope from his waist and stood up to speak with Anamaria, and Edward fell asleep immediately. Jack and Anamaria noticed this and smiled to each other. Jack carefully picked Edward up off the deck and carried him to his own hammock. Edward settled into the comfy sheets, and slept on.
Jack stood there and stared at Edward's face for a long while. He smoothed the hair back from his face and listened to his breathing. A smile crept onto Jack's face, and he shook his head at himself; risking his life for a child he'd never before met! He sighed, and lay down on the floor near the hammock.
Shaking his head one last time, Jack drifted into the world of dreams.
Awww. . . I wuv Jack and Edward. MUAH! I don't know if I'm going to put up another chapter or not. I haven't yet decided whether or not it needs it. What do you think? Should it stay like this or does it need more of a conclusion?
Do do do. ..
I'm such a nerd. I love school. I'm so excited, I have school tomorrow! I guess it's just because I have drama. I can't wait until next year, when I have drama 11, because then it'll be full of people who actually like drama, instead of people who need the credit and can't play an instrument and can't draw.
Woot! I played matchmaker, along with Amara and Matt. Kara liked this guy Everett, and she wrote him a Valentine telling him so. But she wouldn't give it to him. So I swiped it from her bag and Amara and I forced her to the cafeteria and made her give it to him. Then we spied on them from behind the bricks. It was like something from a movie. I've done my duty.
Thanks ever so much to Reese Sparrow for being such a darling and reviewing every single chapter! Hugs and cookies to you m'dear! You're the best!
Ummm yes. Review please!