Pirates of the Caribbean - The Sequel
Chapter 5 - Liz vs. Jack
By Silvyr Crowe AKA Nie
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Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean, neither the Movie nor the ride, nor do I own:
Jack Sparrow(But he lives in my head), played by Johnny Depp(Who deseved the damn Best Actor Academy Award!!)
Will Turner , played by Orlando Bloom(he's *okay*, so don't kill me, rabid fangirls!)
OR
Miss Swann, played by Kiera Knightly. Or whoever plays Anamaria. Someone tell me the actress's name, please?? Or any of the other pirates that were on the movie.
The movie is owned by Disney and Jerry Bruckheimer. The ride is owned by Disney. Disney owns lots. More than I do.
But someday, I'll animate for them. So there. :P Enjoy the fic!!
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This be the second out of the 3 chapters that I am going to write today. So one more's up, then wait a week...or at least another day.
This time, I would like to GREATLY thank ThePinkPanther, Dark-Star19, and Freak of Nature1 for putting me on their favorites list, and Bella Sorcerer for putting me on her Author Alert Watch List. Keep me up there, mates!
Btw, on the previous chapter, I had a (1) next to something Will said. Well, if you have PotC on DVD, go to the blooper reel. You'll get what I mean.
So let this fic continue, in it's swaggering, staggering, drunken way that only Jack can do!
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Gibbs ran over to Anamaria's room and knocked loudly on the door.
"Who is it?" she asked.
"It's Gibbs, lass!"
"What do ye want Gibbs?"
"The Cap'n and the lass are fightin' it out on deck! And she's roughin' it better than you!" he replied. Anamaria stood up.
"Let's go, Gibbs!" she yelled, and walked out on deck. Meanwhile, the "Cap'n" and the "lass" were circling each other.
"You shouldn't be so sure of yourself, luv, when ye're fighting me. Ye do know I'm known as one of the best when it comes to a spar, don't you?" Jack proclaimed while smirking.
"Oh really? Well, we'll see about that when the victor arises." she retorted, and knocked Jack on his side with the flat of her sword, and twisted around. She was about to hit him on his other side, when Jack, being the "savvy" captain that he is, blocked it. He then pushed up on her sword and flipped into midair, which Elizabeth barely caught.
"I'll say this once more, luv, ye really shouldn't be so sure of yourself," he repeated, "ye're acting like the whelp used to." With that, he swung his sword towards Elizabeth's ribcage. She paried, and twisted his sword over, above his head, and with her free hand, she tried to punch his stomach, but to no avail. Jack grabbed her hand, dropped his sword momentarily, and grabbed her other hand. He then flipped over, making Liz lose hold of his wrist. He grabbed his sword and once again circled her. Elizabeth sneered at him with the utter disgust of a Frenchman with a fly in his soup.
"And to whom are you referring to as 'whelp'? Because if it's Will, you should learn to respect your superiors..." she spat without thinking. An "Oooooooh" of suspense arised from the crew, and William blushed profusely.
"Um, darling, although I may practice three hours a day.....Jack had more....experience....in these kinds of affairs...." William blurted, as to avoid the glares of Anamaria, Cotton, Gibbs, and everyone else.
"See, luv? He's my INFERIOR. No offense, mate," he said while gesturing towards Will. "But, you obviously had your words mixed up," he replied to Liz, and slit her shirt, a la Zorro, to reveal nothing but her breastband.
Ignoring the hollers and hoots from the crew, and the exceptionally red Will, Elizabeth bluffed towards her right. Jack did not realize this and thrust towards her right. She immediately moved left, twisted, and slapped her sword directly on top of his, the force taking him unexpectedly. He dropped his sword. She flipped the hilt up with her foot, and caught it in her other hand. She then aimed both toward Jack's...um..."goods".(^_^)
"Ahhh....luv...see, that was an...accident...yes. A cruel and unfortunate accident..." Jack started to say. Liz just glared at him, swung both swords, and aimed back toward Jack's lower area. She started to move toward him.
"I didn't mean it, luv, I didn't mean it!" he yelled as he ran toward the rigging, and climbed.
"Aye, what's this, then?" he exclaimed when he saw a sword lodged into the mast. "This is my lucky day!" he yelled. He pulled out the sword and blocked Elizabeth's swing seconds before it could slice his shoulderblade.
"We'll see if you're lucky or not!" she yelled at him, and climbed up after him like a monkey who has found a banana inside a pina colada. Upon reaching him, they clashed, slashed, and otherwise swung their weapons at each other, being careful to keep the rigging intact. When Jack had the sudden realization that there was nothing ABOVE the Crow's Nest, he grabbed a loose rope, stuck his cutlass between his teeth, and launched himself off the top of the mast and towards the other one.
Jack smiled to himself. 'An easy advantage here,' he thought, 'she doesn't know how to swing from ropes yet!' And so he was in mid-swing, when her saw Elizabeth look at him with a wide, wide grin. She picked up Jack's own sword, and sliced the rope, thus ending Jack's short trip in midair.
'Damn.' he thought, and he quickly grabbed the rigging of the sail. He pulled himself up, and a light bulb appeared above his head. Smiling as evilly as a kid with a magnifying glass and an anthill, he took aim, and threw the sword in hand straight into the mast across from him, pinning Elizabeth's pantleg to the mast.
On deck, Will cursed himself for teaching Jack that "trick".
"Bloody Pirates!" Elizabeth screamed.
Jack, meanwhile, grabbed yet another rope, and swung back. He ducked the incoming blow from Liz, and grabbed her wrist. Twisting lightly, he removed her sword, and threw it to deck, narrowly missing Anamaria and Gibbs, who had finally reached the deck. Jack grabbed his sword from Elizabeth, and pointed it at her chin.
"Ye know luv, that's not very nice...." he replied. Elizabeth struggled to move. "Now now, that sword is NOT going to budge. The only thing ye would succeed in removing would be your pants." he stated, and smiled. "I win, savvy?" Elizabeth clearly thought otherwise, and tried the same hook she had used on Will. Jack merely moved, and twisted the sword, causing her pants to rip slightly. Liz gasped at him, and stopped.
"Told ye so," he said, and with a little effort, removed the sword, and pointed both at her chin. "Down ye go..." he said, and she climbed down quickly. Upon reaching deck, she went face to face with him, which wasn't hard, considering that Jack himself isn't all that tall...
"So you beat a woman, Jack. Big Deal!" Jack smiled slightly.
"Ye might want to ask Anamaria here, who happens to be one of the most talented swordsmen, I mean, swordsWOMEN, that I know, who exactly beat her." Anamaria threw a glare known as "the look" towards Jack, then smriked a little.
"Ye can't say anythin' 'bout that, Liz. He's beat EVERY single member of the crew. Why d'ye think he's cap'n?" She then went on to shake Elizabeth's hand, give Jack a hug of sorts, and go back to her quarters. Jack blushed slightly, and Elizabeth stopped shaking her head in defeat to laugh.
"Just WHY are you blushing, Mr. Sparrow?"
"It's nothing, luv." he said.
"I see...." she said doubtedly, and left.
"But it's NOTHIN', luv, NOTHIN'!" he said, but his reply landed on deaf ears. He sighed and walked over to Will. "Now that's all said and done, we have a certainly special place to visit."
"Hmm....bet I know." Will said. "Let me take a guess."
"Have at it, mate."
"Tortuga."
"Well aren't you the scholarly one, mate?"
"I guess I am!"
"Well, whatever you are, it's getting late, and I need a well-rested crew for tomorrow. Sleep now, get drunk later, mate."
"What about you?" Will inquired.
"I'm always intoxicated, mate! I need no sleep..."
"It's okay, Jack. I'll take the wheel. You need sleep anyhow, what with the fight and all. Anamaria said, having come up to deck yet agian for reasons unknown.
"Thank, luv, but I can take it."
"Bet not."
"And what makes ye say that, luv?"
"No Rum, remember?"
"Huh.............ahh, yes, no rum....damn." Jack frowned. "Then I guess I'll be heading to my quarters. G'night Anamaria, Will." And with that, he walked into his room and shut the door. Will turned to Anamaria.
"Well, good night."
"G'nite to ye too, Will." she said, and Will walked down below deck to the room he and Elizabeth shared. He walked in, undressed, and got into bed.
"Well, good night, Elizabeth." he said as he kissed her on the cheek.
"Wait, Will..."
"What?"
"Was that all you were going to do?" she asked.
"Is that all you wanted?" he asked back.
"No..." she replied, and he pulled her into his arms as they embrace in a long, passionate kiss. sudeenly, Will pulled back.
"What's wrong?" she asked with concern in her eyes.
"Absolutely nothing," he said. "Ever since I met you, I have been head over heels in love with you. The first time we kissed, I wished it would never end. I love you, Elizabeth, and there's nothing in the world that could change that."
"I love you too, William, and I ask you to complete a request. A request to prove your love to me."
"Anything!" he exclaimed.
"I want you to make love with me, Will." she said definitely. Will looked at her, and thought. And he realized that he didn't need to think it over.
"Gladly." he said with a shimmer in his eyes.(If you're an Orlando-fangirl, the mood for you should be either extreme jealousy over him ebing with Elizabeth, or that of extreme awe at his extreme sexiness.) With that, he kissed Elizabeth once again.
Chapter 5 - Liz vs. Jack
By Silvyr Crowe AKA Nie
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Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean, neither the Movie nor the ride, nor do I own:
Jack Sparrow(But he lives in my head), played by Johnny Depp(Who deseved the damn Best Actor Academy Award!!)
Will Turner , played by Orlando Bloom(he's *okay*, so don't kill me, rabid fangirls!)
OR
Miss Swann, played by Kiera Knightly. Or whoever plays Anamaria. Someone tell me the actress's name, please?? Or any of the other pirates that were on the movie.
The movie is owned by Disney and Jerry Bruckheimer. The ride is owned by Disney. Disney owns lots. More than I do.
But someday, I'll animate for them. So there. :P Enjoy the fic!!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
This be the second out of the 3 chapters that I am going to write today. So one more's up, then wait a week...or at least another day.
This time, I would like to GREATLY thank ThePinkPanther, Dark-Star19, and Freak of Nature1 for putting me on their favorites list, and Bella Sorcerer for putting me on her Author Alert Watch List. Keep me up there, mates!
Btw, on the previous chapter, I had a (1) next to something Will said. Well, if you have PotC on DVD, go to the blooper reel. You'll get what I mean.
So let this fic continue, in it's swaggering, staggering, drunken way that only Jack can do!
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Gibbs ran over to Anamaria's room and knocked loudly on the door.
"Who is it?" she asked.
"It's Gibbs, lass!"
"What do ye want Gibbs?"
"The Cap'n and the lass are fightin' it out on deck! And she's roughin' it better than you!" he replied. Anamaria stood up.
"Let's go, Gibbs!" she yelled, and walked out on deck. Meanwhile, the "Cap'n" and the "lass" were circling each other.
"You shouldn't be so sure of yourself, luv, when ye're fighting me. Ye do know I'm known as one of the best when it comes to a spar, don't you?" Jack proclaimed while smirking.
"Oh really? Well, we'll see about that when the victor arises." she retorted, and knocked Jack on his side with the flat of her sword, and twisted around. She was about to hit him on his other side, when Jack, being the "savvy" captain that he is, blocked it. He then pushed up on her sword and flipped into midair, which Elizabeth barely caught.
"I'll say this once more, luv, ye really shouldn't be so sure of yourself," he repeated, "ye're acting like the whelp used to." With that, he swung his sword towards Elizabeth's ribcage. She paried, and twisted his sword over, above his head, and with her free hand, she tried to punch his stomach, but to no avail. Jack grabbed her hand, dropped his sword momentarily, and grabbed her other hand. He then flipped over, making Liz lose hold of his wrist. He grabbed his sword and once again circled her. Elizabeth sneered at him with the utter disgust of a Frenchman with a fly in his soup.
"And to whom are you referring to as 'whelp'? Because if it's Will, you should learn to respect your superiors..." she spat without thinking. An "Oooooooh" of suspense arised from the crew, and William blushed profusely.
"Um, darling, although I may practice three hours a day.....Jack had more....experience....in these kinds of affairs...." William blurted, as to avoid the glares of Anamaria, Cotton, Gibbs, and everyone else.
"See, luv? He's my INFERIOR. No offense, mate," he said while gesturing towards Will. "But, you obviously had your words mixed up," he replied to Liz, and slit her shirt, a la Zorro, to reveal nothing but her breastband.
Ignoring the hollers and hoots from the crew, and the exceptionally red Will, Elizabeth bluffed towards her right. Jack did not realize this and thrust towards her right. She immediately moved left, twisted, and slapped her sword directly on top of his, the force taking him unexpectedly. He dropped his sword. She flipped the hilt up with her foot, and caught it in her other hand. She then aimed both toward Jack's...um..."goods".(^_^)
"Ahhh....luv...see, that was an...accident...yes. A cruel and unfortunate accident..." Jack started to say. Liz just glared at him, swung both swords, and aimed back toward Jack's lower area. She started to move toward him.
"I didn't mean it, luv, I didn't mean it!" he yelled as he ran toward the rigging, and climbed.
"Aye, what's this, then?" he exclaimed when he saw a sword lodged into the mast. "This is my lucky day!" he yelled. He pulled out the sword and blocked Elizabeth's swing seconds before it could slice his shoulderblade.
"We'll see if you're lucky or not!" she yelled at him, and climbed up after him like a monkey who has found a banana inside a pina colada. Upon reaching him, they clashed, slashed, and otherwise swung their weapons at each other, being careful to keep the rigging intact. When Jack had the sudden realization that there was nothing ABOVE the Crow's Nest, he grabbed a loose rope, stuck his cutlass between his teeth, and launched himself off the top of the mast and towards the other one.
Jack smiled to himself. 'An easy advantage here,' he thought, 'she doesn't know how to swing from ropes yet!' And so he was in mid-swing, when her saw Elizabeth look at him with a wide, wide grin. She picked up Jack's own sword, and sliced the rope, thus ending Jack's short trip in midair.
'Damn.' he thought, and he quickly grabbed the rigging of the sail. He pulled himself up, and a light bulb appeared above his head. Smiling as evilly as a kid with a magnifying glass and an anthill, he took aim, and threw the sword in hand straight into the mast across from him, pinning Elizabeth's pantleg to the mast.
On deck, Will cursed himself for teaching Jack that "trick".
"Bloody Pirates!" Elizabeth screamed.
Jack, meanwhile, grabbed yet another rope, and swung back. He ducked the incoming blow from Liz, and grabbed her wrist. Twisting lightly, he removed her sword, and threw it to deck, narrowly missing Anamaria and Gibbs, who had finally reached the deck. Jack grabbed his sword from Elizabeth, and pointed it at her chin.
"Ye know luv, that's not very nice...." he replied. Elizabeth struggled to move. "Now now, that sword is NOT going to budge. The only thing ye would succeed in removing would be your pants." he stated, and smiled. "I win, savvy?" Elizabeth clearly thought otherwise, and tried the same hook she had used on Will. Jack merely moved, and twisted the sword, causing her pants to rip slightly. Liz gasped at him, and stopped.
"Told ye so," he said, and with a little effort, removed the sword, and pointed both at her chin. "Down ye go..." he said, and she climbed down quickly. Upon reaching deck, she went face to face with him, which wasn't hard, considering that Jack himself isn't all that tall...
"So you beat a woman, Jack. Big Deal!" Jack smiled slightly.
"Ye might want to ask Anamaria here, who happens to be one of the most talented swordsmen, I mean, swordsWOMEN, that I know, who exactly beat her." Anamaria threw a glare known as "the look" towards Jack, then smriked a little.
"Ye can't say anythin' 'bout that, Liz. He's beat EVERY single member of the crew. Why d'ye think he's cap'n?" She then went on to shake Elizabeth's hand, give Jack a hug of sorts, and go back to her quarters. Jack blushed slightly, and Elizabeth stopped shaking her head in defeat to laugh.
"Just WHY are you blushing, Mr. Sparrow?"
"It's nothing, luv." he said.
"I see...." she said doubtedly, and left.
"But it's NOTHIN', luv, NOTHIN'!" he said, but his reply landed on deaf ears. He sighed and walked over to Will. "Now that's all said and done, we have a certainly special place to visit."
"Hmm....bet I know." Will said. "Let me take a guess."
"Have at it, mate."
"Tortuga."
"Well aren't you the scholarly one, mate?"
"I guess I am!"
"Well, whatever you are, it's getting late, and I need a well-rested crew for tomorrow. Sleep now, get drunk later, mate."
"What about you?" Will inquired.
"I'm always intoxicated, mate! I need no sleep..."
"It's okay, Jack. I'll take the wheel. You need sleep anyhow, what with the fight and all. Anamaria said, having come up to deck yet agian for reasons unknown.
"Thank, luv, but I can take it."
"Bet not."
"And what makes ye say that, luv?"
"No Rum, remember?"
"Huh.............ahh, yes, no rum....damn." Jack frowned. "Then I guess I'll be heading to my quarters. G'night Anamaria, Will." And with that, he walked into his room and shut the door. Will turned to Anamaria.
"Well, good night."
"G'nite to ye too, Will." she said, and Will walked down below deck to the room he and Elizabeth shared. He walked in, undressed, and got into bed.
"Well, good night, Elizabeth." he said as he kissed her on the cheek.
"Wait, Will..."
"What?"
"Was that all you were going to do?" she asked.
"Is that all you wanted?" he asked back.
"No..." she replied, and he pulled her into his arms as they embrace in a long, passionate kiss. sudeenly, Will pulled back.
"What's wrong?" she asked with concern in her eyes.
"Absolutely nothing," he said. "Ever since I met you, I have been head over heels in love with you. The first time we kissed, I wished it would never end. I love you, Elizabeth, and there's nothing in the world that could change that."
"I love you too, William, and I ask you to complete a request. A request to prove your love to me."
"Anything!" he exclaimed.
"I want you to make love with me, Will." she said definitely. Will looked at her, and thought. And he realized that he didn't need to think it over.
"Gladly." he said with a shimmer in his eyes.(If you're an Orlando-fangirl, the mood for you should be either extreme jealousy over him ebing with Elizabeth, or that of extreme awe at his extreme sexiness.) With that, he kissed Elizabeth once again.