He had a dagger over her throat, her heart racing in her chest, her
breathing rapid. She was going to die, all because of a stupid ring. Her
mother watched from a distance, her hand tied behind her back.
"You could just slice her hand!" Her mother yelled.
"Why bother?" Cook smiled and turned towards her mother, "We wont be needed Ms. Turner's services any longer." He came back towards her. The knife came tighter to her throat. She held her breath. Emma's eyes shot open. The image was gone, and her mother's face came, but it was gentle and calm. She was stroking her hair, and hummed a song familiar to Emma. Elizabeth did not know her child was awake, and kept humming. She was going to die, Emma first, then Elizabeth. Emma started to remember what happened, and tears started to fall. Elizabeth looked down.
"What is it, Emma?" She sighed, looking worried. Emma shook her head. Elizabeth caught her daughter in an embrace.
"He's gone." Emma cried into her mother's dress.
"Who's gone?" Elizabeth smiled, she knew that Jack, and Will were still alive. The pirates left the ship when they got Emma.
"Him!" Emma stood up suddenly. "I could've stopped it! I could've saved him! I should've stayed below." Emma fell against the wall, and then whispered. "He's dead." She crumpled into a ball on the floor. Elizabeth came over to her daughter.
"Don't worry." Elizabeth held the girl's face in her hands. "Your alive that's what matters." She wiped a tear away from Emma's face. "Now, Emma who is he?" Emma bit her lip, and she stopped crying.
"Jack's son." She whispered so quietly that Elizabeth could barely hear.
"Davy?" Elizabeth's eyes widened. Emma nodded.
"I feel bad, because," Emma had to cover it up, "because he was as young as I was, mother! It's not fair." Emma's burst into tears again, but then shook her head, and stopped. Elizabeth looked at the blood stained spot on her Emma's gown, right below the chest area. She lifted a brow. Emma looked down embarrassed. "He found me, and fell against me when he was stabbed."
"Well, girly." Cook had come down. "Finally we have the missing piece." Emma looked at him and put her hands behind her back, the ring glowed like never before, as did Elizabeth's. Two other pirates appeared. "Time to go."
Will woke, his head throbbing with pain. He had to look behind him more, when pirates were attacking. Someone was standing above him.
"Funny," Bootstrap smiled, "you think that you would look behind you more." He grabbed Will's arm and helped him up.
"Why did you give Emma that ring?" Will asked harshly. Bootstrap sighed, and looked down. Will repeated, a little more calmly. "Why did you give Emma the ring?"
"I wanted to keep it away from Cook." Bootstrap admitted, "He wanted the rings, badly, for power and money. He knew it would take a mother and a daughter's blood, but he wanted my blood, and since I didn't have a daughter and my wife died, he went for the next best thing your daughter and wife."
"But why did he want your blood?" Will's eyes narrowed.
"I killed his wife and daughter." Bootstrap pressed his lips together.
"Why?" He was taken aback.
"It was late, and I was tried and drunk." Bootstrap began. "He threatened my family. You and your mother, he knew I had the rings. He knew I was at this Island before. He said that he would kill my family to have the rings. I shot, but I wasn't looking where I was shooting, I shoot twice and only twice. I hit his daughter and wife." Will opened his mouth to say something, but Bootstrap stopped him, "I went back to the Island, before you other anyone else came. I put the rings back. Then I came back knowing he was looking for it and gave it to Emma." Will opened his mouth and then closed it. What was there to say?
"Davy!" Pearl's voice could have been heard through out the ocean. Will and Bootstrap looked over her. She was sitting next to her lifeless brother. Sparrow was over there a hand on his daughter's shoulder. They walked over to the spot quietly.
"Don't worry, love." Sparrow sighed, "He's still breathing." Pearl turned to look at her father sharply. "I'll put him in the cabin." He lifted the Davy and went downstairs.
"Have you seen Jessica?" Norrington asked Will.
"Jessy!" Jane sighed. Will shook his head.
"Mom, I'm right here." Jessy huffed as she came up from the cabin area. Jane and Norrington both ran to their daughter. Jane hugged her and Norrington smiled and patted her on her head. Then Jane backed away from her daughter and look down to see her in a dress. Jessy sighed impatiently. "Do I have to wear these when we get home?"
"Tourtuga?" Norrington asked looking a bit sad. Jane smiled and shook her head. Norrington smiled back.
"Katherine?" Jack asked as he opened the closet door. Katherine sitting there, her dress bloodstained. She smiled. Jack sighed. "Katherine, you're bleeding."
"Was bleeding." Katherine shrugged. "Not any more." She began to get up and squinted at the pain. Jack went right to her. He led her to the bed. "Do I have to stay in the bed? What's wrong?" Jack's face was saddened. He looked up.
"They've taken her." He sighed.
"Who?" Katherine gasped.
"Emma." Jack looked back down. "We're going to get them tonight."
Davy looked up from his bed. He turned his head to see his sister sitting there. She was looking at the wall, and worried. His head hurt. Then he remembered.
"Emma!" He shouted getting up, quickly. A pain shot through his shoulder that he wasn't excepting, and he griped it.
"Hold on there, mate." Pearl smiled, and she tried eased him back down. Davy struggled against her and the pain.
"I have to go get Emma!" Davy said through gritted teeth.
"Not now your not." Pearl finally pushed him down. "We're going to get her latter, at the opportune moment."
"What do you mean?" Davy sighed, looking at his sister harshly.
"The Black Pearl is on the other side of the island, or so dad says." Pearl shrugged. "That damn compass! I wish I could read it." Pearl got up.
"Only a fool can read that compass." Davy rolled his eyes. Pearl opened the door.
"Good thing I'm not a fool then." She left.
Will walked over to his son, who was looking at the island with aw.
"Why would a person want to be a pirate?" Jack whispered to himself. Will smiled at his son.
"Freedom." Will sighed.
"Freedom?" Jack chuckled. "A man condemning himself to a life of sin? That's freedom?"
"No," Will shook his head, "A ship is freedom, not the life."
"Then why not join the navy?" Jack shrugged.
"Orders there." Will shrugged. It scared him how much Jack was in a sense like him.
"Who is Bootstrap?" Jack asked looking over to him. Will caught off guard, but he knew he shouldn't have been.
"Your grandfather." Will sighed. Jack's eyes widened.
"No," Jack shook his head, "I mean he does look like you, but he's not, he can't be..." Jack looked at his father, "He is!"
"You could just slice her hand!" Her mother yelled.
"Why bother?" Cook smiled and turned towards her mother, "We wont be needed Ms. Turner's services any longer." He came back towards her. The knife came tighter to her throat. She held her breath. Emma's eyes shot open. The image was gone, and her mother's face came, but it was gentle and calm. She was stroking her hair, and hummed a song familiar to Emma. Elizabeth did not know her child was awake, and kept humming. She was going to die, Emma first, then Elizabeth. Emma started to remember what happened, and tears started to fall. Elizabeth looked down.
"What is it, Emma?" She sighed, looking worried. Emma shook her head. Elizabeth caught her daughter in an embrace.
"He's gone." Emma cried into her mother's dress.
"Who's gone?" Elizabeth smiled, she knew that Jack, and Will were still alive. The pirates left the ship when they got Emma.
"Him!" Emma stood up suddenly. "I could've stopped it! I could've saved him! I should've stayed below." Emma fell against the wall, and then whispered. "He's dead." She crumpled into a ball on the floor. Elizabeth came over to her daughter.
"Don't worry." Elizabeth held the girl's face in her hands. "Your alive that's what matters." She wiped a tear away from Emma's face. "Now, Emma who is he?" Emma bit her lip, and she stopped crying.
"Jack's son." She whispered so quietly that Elizabeth could barely hear.
"Davy?" Elizabeth's eyes widened. Emma nodded.
"I feel bad, because," Emma had to cover it up, "because he was as young as I was, mother! It's not fair." Emma's burst into tears again, but then shook her head, and stopped. Elizabeth looked at the blood stained spot on her Emma's gown, right below the chest area. She lifted a brow. Emma looked down embarrassed. "He found me, and fell against me when he was stabbed."
"Well, girly." Cook had come down. "Finally we have the missing piece." Emma looked at him and put her hands behind her back, the ring glowed like never before, as did Elizabeth's. Two other pirates appeared. "Time to go."
Will woke, his head throbbing with pain. He had to look behind him more, when pirates were attacking. Someone was standing above him.
"Funny," Bootstrap smiled, "you think that you would look behind you more." He grabbed Will's arm and helped him up.
"Why did you give Emma that ring?" Will asked harshly. Bootstrap sighed, and looked down. Will repeated, a little more calmly. "Why did you give Emma the ring?"
"I wanted to keep it away from Cook." Bootstrap admitted, "He wanted the rings, badly, for power and money. He knew it would take a mother and a daughter's blood, but he wanted my blood, and since I didn't have a daughter and my wife died, he went for the next best thing your daughter and wife."
"But why did he want your blood?" Will's eyes narrowed.
"I killed his wife and daughter." Bootstrap pressed his lips together.
"Why?" He was taken aback.
"It was late, and I was tried and drunk." Bootstrap began. "He threatened my family. You and your mother, he knew I had the rings. He knew I was at this Island before. He said that he would kill my family to have the rings. I shot, but I wasn't looking where I was shooting, I shoot twice and only twice. I hit his daughter and wife." Will opened his mouth to say something, but Bootstrap stopped him, "I went back to the Island, before you other anyone else came. I put the rings back. Then I came back knowing he was looking for it and gave it to Emma." Will opened his mouth and then closed it. What was there to say?
"Davy!" Pearl's voice could have been heard through out the ocean. Will and Bootstrap looked over her. She was sitting next to her lifeless brother. Sparrow was over there a hand on his daughter's shoulder. They walked over to the spot quietly.
"Don't worry, love." Sparrow sighed, "He's still breathing." Pearl turned to look at her father sharply. "I'll put him in the cabin." He lifted the Davy and went downstairs.
"Have you seen Jessica?" Norrington asked Will.
"Jessy!" Jane sighed. Will shook his head.
"Mom, I'm right here." Jessy huffed as she came up from the cabin area. Jane and Norrington both ran to their daughter. Jane hugged her and Norrington smiled and patted her on her head. Then Jane backed away from her daughter and look down to see her in a dress. Jessy sighed impatiently. "Do I have to wear these when we get home?"
"Tourtuga?" Norrington asked looking a bit sad. Jane smiled and shook her head. Norrington smiled back.
"Katherine?" Jack asked as he opened the closet door. Katherine sitting there, her dress bloodstained. She smiled. Jack sighed. "Katherine, you're bleeding."
"Was bleeding." Katherine shrugged. "Not any more." She began to get up and squinted at the pain. Jack went right to her. He led her to the bed. "Do I have to stay in the bed? What's wrong?" Jack's face was saddened. He looked up.
"They've taken her." He sighed.
"Who?" Katherine gasped.
"Emma." Jack looked back down. "We're going to get them tonight."
Davy looked up from his bed. He turned his head to see his sister sitting there. She was looking at the wall, and worried. His head hurt. Then he remembered.
"Emma!" He shouted getting up, quickly. A pain shot through his shoulder that he wasn't excepting, and he griped it.
"Hold on there, mate." Pearl smiled, and she tried eased him back down. Davy struggled against her and the pain.
"I have to go get Emma!" Davy said through gritted teeth.
"Not now your not." Pearl finally pushed him down. "We're going to get her latter, at the opportune moment."
"What do you mean?" Davy sighed, looking at his sister harshly.
"The Black Pearl is on the other side of the island, or so dad says." Pearl shrugged. "That damn compass! I wish I could read it." Pearl got up.
"Only a fool can read that compass." Davy rolled his eyes. Pearl opened the door.
"Good thing I'm not a fool then." She left.
Will walked over to his son, who was looking at the island with aw.
"Why would a person want to be a pirate?" Jack whispered to himself. Will smiled at his son.
"Freedom." Will sighed.
"Freedom?" Jack chuckled. "A man condemning himself to a life of sin? That's freedom?"
"No," Will shook his head, "A ship is freedom, not the life."
"Then why not join the navy?" Jack shrugged.
"Orders there." Will shrugged. It scared him how much Jack was in a sense like him.
"Who is Bootstrap?" Jack asked looking over to him. Will caught off guard, but he knew he shouldn't have been.
"Your grandfather." Will sighed. Jack's eyes widened.
"No," Jack shook his head, "I mean he does look like you, but he's not, he can't be..." Jack looked at his father, "He is!"