*2*
The misty darkness of night was abruptly peppared bright with fires that were littered throughout the port. Screams,
gunshots and chaos could be heard even so far up as the Governer's house and Elizabeth found herself for the second time
in so much as a year peering from her window to witness the horror below. She could see three pirates were exchanging
fire with a band of redcoats far out from the main port. Another group of them had ransacked a shop and were taking
what valuables there were from within, draping themselves in jewellery in drunken revelry. The fights were spreading.
This attack was not so virulent, so ruthless,as Barbossa's had been, but nevertheless the madness of panic had swiftly
enveloped Port Royale as its inhabitants remembered the destruction of before. Barbossa's men had murdered, raped, and
taken everything of any value to anyone. Pirates were now feared even moreso than before, and this attack inspired
nothing but sheer terror.
"Is it just me or does your Port just beg to be attacked or something?"
Will shot Jack a warning glance and joined Elizabeth at the window. "You're not safe here Elizabeth. Go down to the
Fort and stay with the redcoats." "But what about you and Jack?" exclaimed Elizabeth in distress as Will dragged her
from the window. "We have to go and stop this from going any further." said Will, throwing open the door to the
pitch black corridor. Jack shrugged and extricated himself from his chair "Fair enough, might as well see who started
this little party. Can't have people messing up my love-birds nest now can I?" he drawled sarcastically, only to be
grabbed by the shirtfront and dragged by Will out into the corridor. Running in the opposite direction to them were
several servants, the men amidst the group brandishing weapons. "Take care of yourself my Love." whispered Will before
claiming Elizabeth's mouth for a swift, intense kiss. Turning with Jack, he ran after the servants. "Take care of him
Jack!" Elizabeth called after them, fear and dismay beginning to well up inside her throat. "Of course I will, never
safer in a pirate assault than when you're with a pirate!" called Jack back to her.
One of the servant girls running past stopped, a tall girl with tendrils of hair flying from the maid's cap she wore
low over her face, and grasped Elizabeth's hand.
"Mame, you have to get out of here, you're not safe! I'll take you to the Fort!"
Too concerned for Will to even consider her own safety, Elizabeth allowed herself to be dragged through the endless
dark back corridors of the servants quarters, out of the back of the house. Replacing her fear was an even more
disturbing numbness. The screams and fires did not seem real, the only thing that roused her in the slightest being
the cold sea air hitting her face as they ran down the hill, the sharp thud of their shoes hitting the ground. Her mind
felt curiously empty and her fear had now left an empty hollow in her chest as she thought of what would happen if Will
died. "My heart would explode inside of me. All that I am would be lost inside the heart that had died." she found
herself thinking with a horrific calm.
Her thoughts were stopped abruptly, as she herself was when the servant girl in front of her ground to a halt and she
ran into the back of her. She felt for the first time the immense strength in this girl's body as one arm held her back
protectively. Following the girl's gaze, she noted five pirates, drunken and staggering, were right before them,
lecherous grins plastered across their faces. The girl's arm tensed as they all began to laugh and close in, their
postures threatening.
"Welll lookeee 'ere. What nice little Missy's 'ave fallen into our laps." said the closest, reaching out a hand to
touch Elizabeth's cheek. In a sharp, clean movement, the servant girl standing before her grabbed the wrist and brought
her other hand directly into the pirate's elbow. The loud crunch that followed accompanied by the pirate's scream of
pain paralysed Elizabeth to the spot it was so chilling. Turning, the servant girl threw her hard to the floor before
rounding back upon the pirates. In that instant, in the illumination of the fires, Elizabeth saw her face...
"I've never seen her before..." Elizabeth found herself thinking quietly. Touching her head which swelled with pain she
felt blood in between her fingertips. The servant girl now had a sword and was effectively massacreing the group of
men, her hair flying loose as she span and cut and kicked her way through them. As two approached she booted one in
the stomach before blocking the fall of the others sword, flicking his swordhand back and slashing his chest open
before cutting the other across the neck.
Elizabeth's vision blurred slightly and she groaned, shaking her head, trying to sit upright. As her eyes cleared she
saw the servant girl turning to her and ripping the cap from her head and the dress from her body. Waves of dark red
hair fell from the confines of the cap as the girl reattached a belt containing two gun holsters and a sword to her
waist, wiped blood from the sword onto her trouser leg. "Comes from allowing idiots into my crew... Don't even
recognise their own Captain when they're drunk..." the woman mumbled almost to herself, before seemingly noticing
Elizabeth again. Gleaming eyes focused on her and a mildly sarcastic smile spread across the woman's face "You follow
everyone that tells you to or is it just my natural charm? And I thought you were marrying a Turner." the woman said,
tutting. Elizabeth's vision blurred again, and then faded into darkness.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"They're all BLOODY WOMEN!"
Jack's loud curse echoed throughout the entire seaport as Will found himself, indeed, fighting a very-much Female pirate.
"I HATE killing women!" Jack declared as he flew past Will, using the handle of his sword to knock out Will's would-be
attacker before rounding on another group of pirates. With his back to Jack's as a manner of defense for them both, Will
engaged in fighting he considered to be particularly unfair, partly because he was compromised by his unwillingness to
hurt a woman, and secondly because these women had no such qualms about hurting men. Jack seemed to be making a far
better job of it despite his protests. "I wish I had as little morals as you so that I wouldn't mind doing this!"
yelled Will over the raucous screams and clashing of weapons, backhanding the woman before him in the face. "Doesn't
everybody!" yelled Jack in response, his back burning hot against Wills. And then suddenly the burning heat was gone
and Will found himself turning sharply, looking for the absent pirate. But he was gone.
Shooting down the alleyway between two buildings, his eyes straining to adjust to the dark, Jack sprinted through,
tracking the unconscious familiar figure of Elizabeth that was being carried by someone... Only to find himself being
bulleted to one side as a hard body wrammed into him, sending him sprawling into the wall. Rebounding from the
attack he caught a hand as it came up to punch him and returned with a punch of his own, spinning the figure back round
into the wall. The sharp crack of their head against the wall was followed by a swift exhalation of breath. Pressing
his body hard against theirs, he clamped one hand firmly around their throat. Jack cursed to himself that he could see
nothing in this dark. Holding the figure pinned as he was against the wall, it was evident that she was female, her
contours deliciously close to him. "You wouldn't hurt a woman kind sir... Would you?" she purred sweetly, her body
arching up against his. Jack started slightly at the intimate contact of her hot flesh against his, but retained his
grip on her throat. One of her knees inched upwards and brushed against his groin, causing him to fight back a quiet
groan. Skimming one hand down to the front of her shirt, he smiled "Cute..." pulling the neck of the shirt open, he
peered inside at the soft flesh "But not that cute." She shrugged, her body relaxing slightly. "It was worth a try."
she said, her voice sharper now. Lightning fast, she flipped his grip on her throat away with one hand and brought that
caressing knee up into his stomach. Thoroughly winded, Jack dropped to his knees as she planted a ruthless kick into
his belly from his doubled up position. Gagging, he lay there with the world spinning as he tried to gain his bearings
and drag breath back into his abused lungs. The shadowy female danced across the edge of his vision before pausing.
"Sorry Jack." she said sombrely, and then the shadow was gone again.
A shrill piercing noise that sounded almost like a Psiren scream it was so loud and ethereal came from the docks, and
Will noted with relief that it was causing the pirates to retreat. Despatching those who attempted to stop them as they
left, the pirates all swarmed back towards the ship at the end of the dock, clambering up trailing ropes even as the
boat departed. Following the ship down to the very end of the dock, Will watched as it sailed out. Glancing back when
he heard violent hacking coughs, he saw Jack staggering out of an alleyway holding his guts and rushed to help him. With
his arm slung over his shoulder, he brought Jack down to the dock as fellow townspeople stared similarly after the dark
sillouhuetted ship. Will noted with surprise that planks were placed precariously all over it, and ropes were knotted
together in various length and modes all over the side. "She's just been in a fight. They're trying to patch up the
holes in her while they're on the move. Smart." commented Jack, his ebony eyes narrowed in thought. As if to further
demonstrate this, a pirate shimmied down one of the ropes and seated herself in the knot between it and another with
the intention of doing some repairing. "Will..." said Jack, the serious note in his voice causing him to instantly turn
to face him. "I think they've got Elizabeth. And one of them knew my name." Before the full extent of this could even
process in Will's brain a familiar voice uttered:
"Glad to see you again Jack Sparrow."
They both reluctantly turned to encounter Commadore Norrington, with twenty redcoats behind him with rifles aimed.
"CAPTAIN. Captain, why does he find that so hard to say?" exclaimed Jack, wobbling slightly and relying on Will for
support. "I believe we have you to thank for this second attack upon our town. I never should have let you leave in
the first place." continued Norrington, his cold face hardened into a sneer. "Norrington, he has nothing to do with
this..." began Will, stepping forward only to be flicked a disdainful glance. "Forgive me for disbelieving you Mr.
Turner but you have proved before that your alliances are with this pirate scum, and not with the good of this town.
Take him." Several redcoats came forward and proceeded to chain Jack's hands, which he endured with a world-wearied,
almost bored tolerance. "Commadore do you really think if Jack had anything to do with this he would still be here?!"
growled an incensed Will as he was held back by some of the redcoats. "I'm aware of the pirate code Mr. Turner. Those
who lag are left behind, and from what I know of Sparrow, he appears to be an expert lagger." said Norrington, every
utterance dripping sarcasm and dislike. "Thought you should know mate, they happen to have Elizabeth on that ship."
commented Jack casually, concealing a smirk as Norrington visibly paled. "Might want to go after her Commodore me old
chuck, see if she showers you with gratitude and kisses and..." "ENOUGH! Have him secured in the jail, see to it that
all the fires are put out and THEN if there is a ship to spare we will follow. Mr. Turner I would advise that you step
nowhere near the Jail if you value your freedom." fumed Norrington before marching back up the docks.
"Get my crew up here..." hissed Jack as he was hauled past a frustratedly helpless Will. Floundering in a moment of
panicked indecision, his heart torn between waiting for Jack and going after Elizabeth on his own, Will ran for the
cliffs that obscured the Black Pearl.
The misty darkness of night was abruptly peppared bright with fires that were littered throughout the port. Screams,
gunshots and chaos could be heard even so far up as the Governer's house and Elizabeth found herself for the second time
in so much as a year peering from her window to witness the horror below. She could see three pirates were exchanging
fire with a band of redcoats far out from the main port. Another group of them had ransacked a shop and were taking
what valuables there were from within, draping themselves in jewellery in drunken revelry. The fights were spreading.
This attack was not so virulent, so ruthless,as Barbossa's had been, but nevertheless the madness of panic had swiftly
enveloped Port Royale as its inhabitants remembered the destruction of before. Barbossa's men had murdered, raped, and
taken everything of any value to anyone. Pirates were now feared even moreso than before, and this attack inspired
nothing but sheer terror.
"Is it just me or does your Port just beg to be attacked or something?"
Will shot Jack a warning glance and joined Elizabeth at the window. "You're not safe here Elizabeth. Go down to the
Fort and stay with the redcoats." "But what about you and Jack?" exclaimed Elizabeth in distress as Will dragged her
from the window. "We have to go and stop this from going any further." said Will, throwing open the door to the
pitch black corridor. Jack shrugged and extricated himself from his chair "Fair enough, might as well see who started
this little party. Can't have people messing up my love-birds nest now can I?" he drawled sarcastically, only to be
grabbed by the shirtfront and dragged by Will out into the corridor. Running in the opposite direction to them were
several servants, the men amidst the group brandishing weapons. "Take care of yourself my Love." whispered Will before
claiming Elizabeth's mouth for a swift, intense kiss. Turning with Jack, he ran after the servants. "Take care of him
Jack!" Elizabeth called after them, fear and dismay beginning to well up inside her throat. "Of course I will, never
safer in a pirate assault than when you're with a pirate!" called Jack back to her.
One of the servant girls running past stopped, a tall girl with tendrils of hair flying from the maid's cap she wore
low over her face, and grasped Elizabeth's hand.
"Mame, you have to get out of here, you're not safe! I'll take you to the Fort!"
Too concerned for Will to even consider her own safety, Elizabeth allowed herself to be dragged through the endless
dark back corridors of the servants quarters, out of the back of the house. Replacing her fear was an even more
disturbing numbness. The screams and fires did not seem real, the only thing that roused her in the slightest being
the cold sea air hitting her face as they ran down the hill, the sharp thud of their shoes hitting the ground. Her mind
felt curiously empty and her fear had now left an empty hollow in her chest as she thought of what would happen if Will
died. "My heart would explode inside of me. All that I am would be lost inside the heart that had died." she found
herself thinking with a horrific calm.
Her thoughts were stopped abruptly, as she herself was when the servant girl in front of her ground to a halt and she
ran into the back of her. She felt for the first time the immense strength in this girl's body as one arm held her back
protectively. Following the girl's gaze, she noted five pirates, drunken and staggering, were right before them,
lecherous grins plastered across their faces. The girl's arm tensed as they all began to laugh and close in, their
postures threatening.
"Welll lookeee 'ere. What nice little Missy's 'ave fallen into our laps." said the closest, reaching out a hand to
touch Elizabeth's cheek. In a sharp, clean movement, the servant girl standing before her grabbed the wrist and brought
her other hand directly into the pirate's elbow. The loud crunch that followed accompanied by the pirate's scream of
pain paralysed Elizabeth to the spot it was so chilling. Turning, the servant girl threw her hard to the floor before
rounding back upon the pirates. In that instant, in the illumination of the fires, Elizabeth saw her face...
"I've never seen her before..." Elizabeth found herself thinking quietly. Touching her head which swelled with pain she
felt blood in between her fingertips. The servant girl now had a sword and was effectively massacreing the group of
men, her hair flying loose as she span and cut and kicked her way through them. As two approached she booted one in
the stomach before blocking the fall of the others sword, flicking his swordhand back and slashing his chest open
before cutting the other across the neck.
Elizabeth's vision blurred slightly and she groaned, shaking her head, trying to sit upright. As her eyes cleared she
saw the servant girl turning to her and ripping the cap from her head and the dress from her body. Waves of dark red
hair fell from the confines of the cap as the girl reattached a belt containing two gun holsters and a sword to her
waist, wiped blood from the sword onto her trouser leg. "Comes from allowing idiots into my crew... Don't even
recognise their own Captain when they're drunk..." the woman mumbled almost to herself, before seemingly noticing
Elizabeth again. Gleaming eyes focused on her and a mildly sarcastic smile spread across the woman's face "You follow
everyone that tells you to or is it just my natural charm? And I thought you were marrying a Turner." the woman said,
tutting. Elizabeth's vision blurred again, and then faded into darkness.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"They're all BLOODY WOMEN!"
Jack's loud curse echoed throughout the entire seaport as Will found himself, indeed, fighting a very-much Female pirate.
"I HATE killing women!" Jack declared as he flew past Will, using the handle of his sword to knock out Will's would-be
attacker before rounding on another group of pirates. With his back to Jack's as a manner of defense for them both, Will
engaged in fighting he considered to be particularly unfair, partly because he was compromised by his unwillingness to
hurt a woman, and secondly because these women had no such qualms about hurting men. Jack seemed to be making a far
better job of it despite his protests. "I wish I had as little morals as you so that I wouldn't mind doing this!"
yelled Will over the raucous screams and clashing of weapons, backhanding the woman before him in the face. "Doesn't
everybody!" yelled Jack in response, his back burning hot against Wills. And then suddenly the burning heat was gone
and Will found himself turning sharply, looking for the absent pirate. But he was gone.
Shooting down the alleyway between two buildings, his eyes straining to adjust to the dark, Jack sprinted through,
tracking the unconscious familiar figure of Elizabeth that was being carried by someone... Only to find himself being
bulleted to one side as a hard body wrammed into him, sending him sprawling into the wall. Rebounding from the
attack he caught a hand as it came up to punch him and returned with a punch of his own, spinning the figure back round
into the wall. The sharp crack of their head against the wall was followed by a swift exhalation of breath. Pressing
his body hard against theirs, he clamped one hand firmly around their throat. Jack cursed to himself that he could see
nothing in this dark. Holding the figure pinned as he was against the wall, it was evident that she was female, her
contours deliciously close to him. "You wouldn't hurt a woman kind sir... Would you?" she purred sweetly, her body
arching up against his. Jack started slightly at the intimate contact of her hot flesh against his, but retained his
grip on her throat. One of her knees inched upwards and brushed against his groin, causing him to fight back a quiet
groan. Skimming one hand down to the front of her shirt, he smiled "Cute..." pulling the neck of the shirt open, he
peered inside at the soft flesh "But not that cute." She shrugged, her body relaxing slightly. "It was worth a try."
she said, her voice sharper now. Lightning fast, she flipped his grip on her throat away with one hand and brought that
caressing knee up into his stomach. Thoroughly winded, Jack dropped to his knees as she planted a ruthless kick into
his belly from his doubled up position. Gagging, he lay there with the world spinning as he tried to gain his bearings
and drag breath back into his abused lungs. The shadowy female danced across the edge of his vision before pausing.
"Sorry Jack." she said sombrely, and then the shadow was gone again.
A shrill piercing noise that sounded almost like a Psiren scream it was so loud and ethereal came from the docks, and
Will noted with relief that it was causing the pirates to retreat. Despatching those who attempted to stop them as they
left, the pirates all swarmed back towards the ship at the end of the dock, clambering up trailing ropes even as the
boat departed. Following the ship down to the very end of the dock, Will watched as it sailed out. Glancing back when
he heard violent hacking coughs, he saw Jack staggering out of an alleyway holding his guts and rushed to help him. With
his arm slung over his shoulder, he brought Jack down to the dock as fellow townspeople stared similarly after the dark
sillouhuetted ship. Will noted with surprise that planks were placed precariously all over it, and ropes were knotted
together in various length and modes all over the side. "She's just been in a fight. They're trying to patch up the
holes in her while they're on the move. Smart." commented Jack, his ebony eyes narrowed in thought. As if to further
demonstrate this, a pirate shimmied down one of the ropes and seated herself in the knot between it and another with
the intention of doing some repairing. "Will..." said Jack, the serious note in his voice causing him to instantly turn
to face him. "I think they've got Elizabeth. And one of them knew my name." Before the full extent of this could even
process in Will's brain a familiar voice uttered:
"Glad to see you again Jack Sparrow."
They both reluctantly turned to encounter Commadore Norrington, with twenty redcoats behind him with rifles aimed.
"CAPTAIN. Captain, why does he find that so hard to say?" exclaimed Jack, wobbling slightly and relying on Will for
support. "I believe we have you to thank for this second attack upon our town. I never should have let you leave in
the first place." continued Norrington, his cold face hardened into a sneer. "Norrington, he has nothing to do with
this..." began Will, stepping forward only to be flicked a disdainful glance. "Forgive me for disbelieving you Mr.
Turner but you have proved before that your alliances are with this pirate scum, and not with the good of this town.
Take him." Several redcoats came forward and proceeded to chain Jack's hands, which he endured with a world-wearied,
almost bored tolerance. "Commadore do you really think if Jack had anything to do with this he would still be here?!"
growled an incensed Will as he was held back by some of the redcoats. "I'm aware of the pirate code Mr. Turner. Those
who lag are left behind, and from what I know of Sparrow, he appears to be an expert lagger." said Norrington, every
utterance dripping sarcasm and dislike. "Thought you should know mate, they happen to have Elizabeth on that ship."
commented Jack casually, concealing a smirk as Norrington visibly paled. "Might want to go after her Commodore me old
chuck, see if she showers you with gratitude and kisses and..." "ENOUGH! Have him secured in the jail, see to it that
all the fires are put out and THEN if there is a ship to spare we will follow. Mr. Turner I would advise that you step
nowhere near the Jail if you value your freedom." fumed Norrington before marching back up the docks.
"Get my crew up here..." hissed Jack as he was hauled past a frustratedly helpless Will. Floundering in a moment of
panicked indecision, his heart torn between waiting for Jack and going after Elizabeth on his own, Will ran for the
cliffs that obscured the Black Pearl.