Disclaimer: Once again, I've been forgetting to do these things, so ONCE
AGAIN, apologies! I don't own any of the people from the first Pirates of
the Caribbean movie. (Again, I would like to own Johnny Depp: How much do
you think he would cost? Haha JK)
I OWN Kate, Jonathan and Sirus! They are MINE! All MINE! Mwahahahaha!
If anyone wants to use my characters for a story, that would be totally awesome! Not saying you would want to, Haha...but wouldn't that be cool if you could RENT A CHARACTER!
Haha I need to go to bed.
But, No! I am DETERMINED to finish this chapter!
No classes tomorrow! In-service day, or something. I don't really get it. But, oh well!
Thanks bunches for the reviews! They are really motivating me! Constructive criticism is ABSOLUTELY FINE! Everyone know that right? I hope so...Haha. Oh, well. Here's chapter 14!
Please read...and then GUESS WHAT YOU SHOULD DO THEN??
(Psst...if you didn't pick up on that, the answer is...
REVIEW!!!!) ~~~~~ Chapter 14
The Black Pearl was nearing a small island near Isla de Meurta...when Jack spotted the Abyss. His eyes grew wide and he shouted to Gibbs.
"The Abyss! Bloody hell, Gibbs, it's the Abyss!"
At once, the crew was animated. Sails were being lifted here and there; Elizabeth, Will, and Jonathan ran to Jack at the helm to congratulate him on his findings. An enormous rock near the island hid the Pearl from the Abyss's view.
"Lower the anchor!" commanded Jack, "It's not over yet," he added grimly.
"We have to save her!" Jonathan withdrew the sword at his waist and pointed it towards the Abyss.
"Shut up, rash boy. We need a plan." Jack frowned at the boy.
"Why are they stopping at the island?" asked Will, noticing the Abyss was stationary.
Jack could only wonder.
~~~~
Kate had come to a new appreciation of the phrase "the truth hurts." Because, the truth did hurt...badly; and she didn't feel like putting up a fight as Pintel and Ragetti each took an arm of hers and began to lead her off the Abyss.
After what seemed like an eternity of being shoved and slapped around, Kate found herself seated on a damp wooden bench inside a small rowboat with three other pirates. The man that held the oars was a largely built crewmember with dark leathered skin and long black dread-locked hair; he looked at her with vengeance. The other two pirates were Pintel and Ragetti.
Not a mile off was a small island with green palm trees and white sands. But, Kate knew that the island would not be beautiful to her for much longer. The island grew closer and closer.
Kate's hands were tied tightly in front of her with a rope, and she still had the ring in her possession. For the moment, she was "immortal", but she hardly felt invincible.
Closer, closer...
Kate glanced back at the Abyss; then closed her eyes and tried to picture her father. He had died on that ship. If it hadn't been for Sirus, better known now as Marona, her father might have still been alive.
The short boat ride was one of the longest of her life; everything appeared to be going in slow motion. She swallowed and looked at Pintel. Pintel saw the fear in Kate's eyes and Kate almost thought she saw a hint of pity in his own; but if she did, it disappeared quickly.
Finally, the Abyss's crew reached shore and Kate was forced from the boat and onto the warm white sand. She stared out into the blue ocean as tears filled her eyes, but her moment was cut short by Pintel pushing her, and she stumbled forward.
Captain Marona, who had been in a different boat, moved swiftly over to where Kate was walking and he stopped her by putting his arm around her. She winced at his touch.
"It's been nice, Kate. This little reunite session has been one of my favorites."
"You mean there've been others?"
Marona snorted.
"You didn't know it was me who had the ring; did you know my father had it?" Kate's questions were running out, as was her life.
"I didn't. And I'd have killed him sooner if I had known. He lied to me when I asked about it. He didn't tell a soul about it until ye. But, fate brought it back to me. Fate brought ye to Tortuga, where me crew saw ye. Funny how things work, eh?"
Kate made a fist with the hands that rested in front of her. It was her only wish that Captain Marona would forget about the ring on her finger, and Kate would be saved from death.
But the Captain wasn't stupid; he snatched the ring from Kate's finger as she watched, terrified, as the crew threw palm leaves and tree wood into a pile around a leafless palm tree that stood alone in the sand. Kate's stomach lurched as she realized her fate:
They were going to burn her.
Alive.
~~~~~~~
The commotion on-deck had ceased, and Jack had his crew's attention once more. They waited alertly for his next order.
Jack turned once again to look at the island and the docked Abyss before turning again to his crew.
"We haven't much time." He announced. "I'll take a few men with me, and we'll get Kate back. I'm not sayin' it's goin' to be pretty work; Marona's a tough man to bargain with. We'll need weapons."
"I'm with you, Jack." Will stepped in bravely, but Elizabeth grabbed his hand.
"Will!"
Elizabeth saw the gentle pleading in Will's eyes and her heart gave in; she nodded and backed away, but Will stared after her.
Jack nodded, and waited for more volunteers. When he saw none, he didn't plead.
"I'm not gonna force any of ye to go, but it would mean a whole lot to yer Captain - savin' his niece."
Jonathan pushed his way to the front of the crew.
"I'm coming, too."
Jack looked hesitant, "Boy, need I remind you of the dangers yer about to face? Like, for example, death?"
"I didn't come this way to sit and watch you save her." Jonathan persisted, "And if danger comes my way, so be it. I'd die for Kate."
A smile pulled at Jack's lips when he realized that Jonathan somehow reminded him of Will at the beginning of their first adventure.
"Alright, then. If there'll be no one else, launch a boat,"
The crew obeyed as the crew all helped to prepare a boat for the three men to travel to the island in. The crew moved with fast pace, as if trying to make up for not volunteering to face Marona.
Jack, still at the helm, whipped around to see Anamaria. He looked at her and smiled. For a moment, they stared at each other.
"Be careful, Jack." Anamaria said quietly, as the wind tousled her dark hair around her dark-skinned face.
"Alright." Jack breathed. "Only for you."
"Don't do it for me, Jack. Do it for her." Anamaria spoke, referring to Kate. As much as she still resented Kate, she wasn't going to let Jack think less of her over it.
Without thinking, Anamaria grabbed the back of Jack's neck and pulled her lips to his. The kiss was shore, but sincere, and they broke after a moment, Anamaria looked into Jack's eyes one more time, then turned away and didn't look back. Jack stared after her in shock.
"Jack? Ready?" Gibbs motioned for Jack to get into the boat.
"For what?" Jack snapped out of it and became serious again, "Oh, yes. I'm ready."
They were all ready.
~~~~~
The ropes on Kate's hands had been untied; then retied again, this time behind her and around the leafless palm tree. Ragetti had the pleasure of tying another long rope around her waste and the tree, so that Kate was forced to stand upright against it, and she could not move. Kate tried to break free, but the rope held strong.
Kate suddenly felt Marona's hot breath on the back of her neck, and she shuddered as he whispered into her ear.
"I don't like liars."
"I noticed." Kate frowned and stared out to sea again. Marona laughed quietly in her ear.
"Yer just like yer father ye know that? Sorry to be insultin' ye."
"Believe it or not, Sirus, that was the best compliment you could ever give me."
"It's really too bad that ye had to be raised by such a terrible father." Marona breathed.
Kate clenched her first and gritted her teeth.
"You will never be half the man my father was," Kate spat loudly. The crew heard her and laughed. Marona laughed with them as he slid the ring from her finger and gripped it in his hand.
"Missy, I'm ten times the man yer father was."
~~~~~
Jack's arms were tiring fast as he paddled swiftly towards the island. Will and Jonathan offered to take an oar, but Jack knew that he himself would paddle fastest, and he didn't want to waste any time.
"Jack, how do you know Marona?"
"When I was a lad, I sailed for him. The man basically made me a pirate; so in many ways, I owe him a lot."
"Why do you hate him?" Jonathan inquired.
"Well, he's not the nicest chap in the world." Jack said, "About a year after I began working for him, he decided he didn't like me anymore."
"So..." Will urged.
"So, he decided he wanted to kill me. Little did Marona know, he had taught me better than he imagined. At Isla de Meurta, he pulled his pistol on me, but I got away, escaped to Tortuga and that's how I won me the Pearl!" there was a hint of pride in his voice.
"He betrayed you." Said Jonathan.
Jack shrugged, picking up the pace.
"That's life, lad."
~~~~~
Marona paced in front of Kate now. The entire crew stood behind him with evil looks on their faces. Marona placed the ring on his pinkie finger and smiled at Kate.
"I would tell ye to behave next time, miss Kate. But, unfortunately for ye, there won't be a next time."
And all at once, it began. Captain Marona snapped his fingers, and a pirate with two rocks in his hands grinned evilly up at Kate.
Kate looked down at her feet, where an entire pile of leaves, grass, wood, and hay stood. She struggled again, but to no avail. She wasn't getting out of this; and no one was there to save her.
The pirate with the rocks hit them together three times, and the sparks caught onto a leaf. The fire spread fast, and Kate was sweating profusely before she even felt the heat.
Tears sprung to her eyes as the feeling of helplessness overcame her. This was it.
~~~~~
A moment later, Jack, Will, and Jonathan's small boat arrived at the beach on the opposite side of the small island. In front of them stood a forest of trees. The three men climbed out of the boat and tied it up with a stake and rope. Jack's head shot up when he smelled the faint smell of smoke.
"What is it, Jack." Asked Will.
"Ye smell that?"
The three men inhaled the air, and Jonathan spoke.
"Smoke..."
A realization came to Jack; they were trying to kill his niece. Jack exhaled deeply and yelled in vengeance.
"Marona!"
Jack took off into the trees; leading the way as Will and Jonathan struggled to keep up. The forest of palm trees seemed as it if would go on forever, but Jack knew his efforts were not in vain when the smoke smell began to get stronger; they were close.
The trees ended abruptly, and Jack stopped suddenly before having to hold his hand out to prevent the other two men from running into the clearing.
His suspicions had been right; and now his anger grew virtually uncontrollable when he saw his helpless niece strapped to a tree, coughing and sputtering. He saw Marona holding a tiny-jeweled object, which he recognized almost immediately to be the ring.
"Jack," whispered Jonathan, "Quickly. Do something; she can't hold on much longer."
It was true; Kate was weakening as the smoke entered her lungs and the temperatures increased. Tiny beads of sweat dotted her forehead.
"We wait for the opportune moment." Said Jack, as he always did.
"When's it this time, Jack? Is there a plan?" Will noticed the many- armed crewmembers.
Jack shook his head, still staring ahead.
"No, no plan. You have one mission, gentlemen. Get the ring from Marona."
"What ring? That's Kate's ring!" noticed Jonathan, "Why does that man want Kate's ring?"
"I'll explain later, child, now shut up and draw your swords. Will, do you have a pistol?"
Will nodded, and Jack's heart wrenched when he saw Kate pass out from her place on the burning tree. Jack began to move without thinking.
"Jack! Is the moment opportune?"
"It's opportune enough for me."
Jack pulled out a small knife from his belt and jumped into the burning foliage. Marona yelled.
"Jack Sparrow, have ye come to die?" he pulled out his pistol and aimed, but Will had run out from the trees and he knocked the pistol out of Marona's hand with his sword.
Jonathan, having never been in a real fight before, was scared senseless running into the clearing, but he used his sword efficiently; he was doing it for Kate. No guns were being fired; it was all swordplay. Jonathan drove his sword into the guts of many men and they yelled as Jonathan triumphantly thought of how proud this would make his father.
Will was sword fighting with Marona; they were going back and forth across a small area on the beach. Will dodged as Marona lunged for his head, and Will turned to where Jack was trying to cut the ropes from Kate's hands.
"Jack! Hurry up!"
"I've almost got it!"
The ropes were surprisingly thick, and difficult to cut. Jack was sweating, his hard pounding. The heat was surrounding him like a boa constrictor, and he felt claustrophobic as he worked on the knots. He finally got the last one out and ran in front of Kate, ignoring the burning hot on his boots. Kate's body slumped onto Jack's shoulder, and he jumped out of the fire.
"Will! The ring!"
While Marona was distracted by Jack taking his prisoner, Will drove his sword into Marona's leg. Marona howled in pain and dropped his sword, cursing Will. Will grabbed Marona's hand while he examined his bleeding leg, and pulled the ring from his pinkie finger.
"No, boy! No! If you take that, I'll kill ye."
"Try and catch me," smirked Will, as he ran off towards the trees where Jack stood with Kate's slim figure drooped over his shoulders. He grabbed Jonathan's shirt as he ran past him, and Jonathan followed proudly, having maimed nearly half of Marona's crew.
Marona lay on the sand, leg mangled; for real this time. He took out his pistol, and in a last attempt, shot towards Jack.
A single shot rang out, and Jack let out a grunt and a cry as Marona's bullet entered his right shoulder.
"Jack, you're hurt!" yelled Will.
But, Jack didn't stop to breathe, his mind was on one thing only: saving Kate.
Since Jonathan had managed to injure half of Marona's crew, the foursome did not have many enemies on their tails. The four finally reached the clearing on the other side of the island, and there stood their boat waiting for them. Jack placed Kate in the boat and jumped in, as did Jonathan. Will ran into the water as he pushed the boat away from shore, and then climbed in himself. He held up the ring in triumph and grinned. Jack smiled weakly; then looked at Kate.
"Is she breathing?" Jack panicked.
"Jack, you got shot!" Jonathan noticed the gushing blood coming from Jack's right shoulder.
"It doesn't matter. Save Kate." Winced Jack.
Will put his finger to Kate's wrist, and then put his hand to her mouth.
"She's still got a pulse and she's still breathing. You saved her life, Jack." Will said as he took up an oar and began to paddle towards the Pearl.
Jack smiled, before wincing in pain again. Suddenly he remembered...
"The ring!" Jack exclaimed, "Put it on my finger, it'll save me from death. But, only do it if you're positively sure that Kate will live. I would rather die than have her die also."
Will put the ring on Jack's finger, promising Kate would live.
"Jack, I believe you're starting to feel what being an uncle is all about."
"Oh, don't get mushy with me," winced Jack again, still in pain.
Kate slept, Will paddled, Jack sat, and Jonathan stroked Kate's hair. The four of them were worn out, but happy.
Only Jack knew that they couldn't rest yet; someone was going to come after the ring. But, no one would get it.
~~~~~
Woahh, talk about long chapter! Haha...wow I'm extremely tired, so I think I'll turn in for the night.
How'd you like that? Please review.
Love Ya
Anna
I OWN Kate, Jonathan and Sirus! They are MINE! All MINE! Mwahahahaha!
If anyone wants to use my characters for a story, that would be totally awesome! Not saying you would want to, Haha...but wouldn't that be cool if you could RENT A CHARACTER!
Haha I need to go to bed.
But, No! I am DETERMINED to finish this chapter!
No classes tomorrow! In-service day, or something. I don't really get it. But, oh well!
Thanks bunches for the reviews! They are really motivating me! Constructive criticism is ABSOLUTELY FINE! Everyone know that right? I hope so...Haha. Oh, well. Here's chapter 14!
Please read...and then GUESS WHAT YOU SHOULD DO THEN??
(Psst...if you didn't pick up on that, the answer is...
REVIEW!!!!) ~~~~~ Chapter 14
The Black Pearl was nearing a small island near Isla de Meurta...when Jack spotted the Abyss. His eyes grew wide and he shouted to Gibbs.
"The Abyss! Bloody hell, Gibbs, it's the Abyss!"
At once, the crew was animated. Sails were being lifted here and there; Elizabeth, Will, and Jonathan ran to Jack at the helm to congratulate him on his findings. An enormous rock near the island hid the Pearl from the Abyss's view.
"Lower the anchor!" commanded Jack, "It's not over yet," he added grimly.
"We have to save her!" Jonathan withdrew the sword at his waist and pointed it towards the Abyss.
"Shut up, rash boy. We need a plan." Jack frowned at the boy.
"Why are they stopping at the island?" asked Will, noticing the Abyss was stationary.
Jack could only wonder.
~~~~
Kate had come to a new appreciation of the phrase "the truth hurts." Because, the truth did hurt...badly; and she didn't feel like putting up a fight as Pintel and Ragetti each took an arm of hers and began to lead her off the Abyss.
After what seemed like an eternity of being shoved and slapped around, Kate found herself seated on a damp wooden bench inside a small rowboat with three other pirates. The man that held the oars was a largely built crewmember with dark leathered skin and long black dread-locked hair; he looked at her with vengeance. The other two pirates were Pintel and Ragetti.
Not a mile off was a small island with green palm trees and white sands. But, Kate knew that the island would not be beautiful to her for much longer. The island grew closer and closer.
Kate's hands were tied tightly in front of her with a rope, and she still had the ring in her possession. For the moment, she was "immortal", but she hardly felt invincible.
Closer, closer...
Kate glanced back at the Abyss; then closed her eyes and tried to picture her father. He had died on that ship. If it hadn't been for Sirus, better known now as Marona, her father might have still been alive.
The short boat ride was one of the longest of her life; everything appeared to be going in slow motion. She swallowed and looked at Pintel. Pintel saw the fear in Kate's eyes and Kate almost thought she saw a hint of pity in his own; but if she did, it disappeared quickly.
Finally, the Abyss's crew reached shore and Kate was forced from the boat and onto the warm white sand. She stared out into the blue ocean as tears filled her eyes, but her moment was cut short by Pintel pushing her, and she stumbled forward.
Captain Marona, who had been in a different boat, moved swiftly over to where Kate was walking and he stopped her by putting his arm around her. She winced at his touch.
"It's been nice, Kate. This little reunite session has been one of my favorites."
"You mean there've been others?"
Marona snorted.
"You didn't know it was me who had the ring; did you know my father had it?" Kate's questions were running out, as was her life.
"I didn't. And I'd have killed him sooner if I had known. He lied to me when I asked about it. He didn't tell a soul about it until ye. But, fate brought it back to me. Fate brought ye to Tortuga, where me crew saw ye. Funny how things work, eh?"
Kate made a fist with the hands that rested in front of her. It was her only wish that Captain Marona would forget about the ring on her finger, and Kate would be saved from death.
But the Captain wasn't stupid; he snatched the ring from Kate's finger as she watched, terrified, as the crew threw palm leaves and tree wood into a pile around a leafless palm tree that stood alone in the sand. Kate's stomach lurched as she realized her fate:
They were going to burn her.
Alive.
~~~~~~~
The commotion on-deck had ceased, and Jack had his crew's attention once more. They waited alertly for his next order.
Jack turned once again to look at the island and the docked Abyss before turning again to his crew.
"We haven't much time." He announced. "I'll take a few men with me, and we'll get Kate back. I'm not sayin' it's goin' to be pretty work; Marona's a tough man to bargain with. We'll need weapons."
"I'm with you, Jack." Will stepped in bravely, but Elizabeth grabbed his hand.
"Will!"
Elizabeth saw the gentle pleading in Will's eyes and her heart gave in; she nodded and backed away, but Will stared after her.
Jack nodded, and waited for more volunteers. When he saw none, he didn't plead.
"I'm not gonna force any of ye to go, but it would mean a whole lot to yer Captain - savin' his niece."
Jonathan pushed his way to the front of the crew.
"I'm coming, too."
Jack looked hesitant, "Boy, need I remind you of the dangers yer about to face? Like, for example, death?"
"I didn't come this way to sit and watch you save her." Jonathan persisted, "And if danger comes my way, so be it. I'd die for Kate."
A smile pulled at Jack's lips when he realized that Jonathan somehow reminded him of Will at the beginning of their first adventure.
"Alright, then. If there'll be no one else, launch a boat,"
The crew obeyed as the crew all helped to prepare a boat for the three men to travel to the island in. The crew moved with fast pace, as if trying to make up for not volunteering to face Marona.
Jack, still at the helm, whipped around to see Anamaria. He looked at her and smiled. For a moment, they stared at each other.
"Be careful, Jack." Anamaria said quietly, as the wind tousled her dark hair around her dark-skinned face.
"Alright." Jack breathed. "Only for you."
"Don't do it for me, Jack. Do it for her." Anamaria spoke, referring to Kate. As much as she still resented Kate, she wasn't going to let Jack think less of her over it.
Without thinking, Anamaria grabbed the back of Jack's neck and pulled her lips to his. The kiss was shore, but sincere, and they broke after a moment, Anamaria looked into Jack's eyes one more time, then turned away and didn't look back. Jack stared after her in shock.
"Jack? Ready?" Gibbs motioned for Jack to get into the boat.
"For what?" Jack snapped out of it and became serious again, "Oh, yes. I'm ready."
They were all ready.
~~~~~
The ropes on Kate's hands had been untied; then retied again, this time behind her and around the leafless palm tree. Ragetti had the pleasure of tying another long rope around her waste and the tree, so that Kate was forced to stand upright against it, and she could not move. Kate tried to break free, but the rope held strong.
Kate suddenly felt Marona's hot breath on the back of her neck, and she shuddered as he whispered into her ear.
"I don't like liars."
"I noticed." Kate frowned and stared out to sea again. Marona laughed quietly in her ear.
"Yer just like yer father ye know that? Sorry to be insultin' ye."
"Believe it or not, Sirus, that was the best compliment you could ever give me."
"It's really too bad that ye had to be raised by such a terrible father." Marona breathed.
Kate clenched her first and gritted her teeth.
"You will never be half the man my father was," Kate spat loudly. The crew heard her and laughed. Marona laughed with them as he slid the ring from her finger and gripped it in his hand.
"Missy, I'm ten times the man yer father was."
~~~~~
Jack's arms were tiring fast as he paddled swiftly towards the island. Will and Jonathan offered to take an oar, but Jack knew that he himself would paddle fastest, and he didn't want to waste any time.
"Jack, how do you know Marona?"
"When I was a lad, I sailed for him. The man basically made me a pirate; so in many ways, I owe him a lot."
"Why do you hate him?" Jonathan inquired.
"Well, he's not the nicest chap in the world." Jack said, "About a year after I began working for him, he decided he didn't like me anymore."
"So..." Will urged.
"So, he decided he wanted to kill me. Little did Marona know, he had taught me better than he imagined. At Isla de Meurta, he pulled his pistol on me, but I got away, escaped to Tortuga and that's how I won me the Pearl!" there was a hint of pride in his voice.
"He betrayed you." Said Jonathan.
Jack shrugged, picking up the pace.
"That's life, lad."
~~~~~
Marona paced in front of Kate now. The entire crew stood behind him with evil looks on their faces. Marona placed the ring on his pinkie finger and smiled at Kate.
"I would tell ye to behave next time, miss Kate. But, unfortunately for ye, there won't be a next time."
And all at once, it began. Captain Marona snapped his fingers, and a pirate with two rocks in his hands grinned evilly up at Kate.
Kate looked down at her feet, where an entire pile of leaves, grass, wood, and hay stood. She struggled again, but to no avail. She wasn't getting out of this; and no one was there to save her.
The pirate with the rocks hit them together three times, and the sparks caught onto a leaf. The fire spread fast, and Kate was sweating profusely before she even felt the heat.
Tears sprung to her eyes as the feeling of helplessness overcame her. This was it.
~~~~~
A moment later, Jack, Will, and Jonathan's small boat arrived at the beach on the opposite side of the small island. In front of them stood a forest of trees. The three men climbed out of the boat and tied it up with a stake and rope. Jack's head shot up when he smelled the faint smell of smoke.
"What is it, Jack." Asked Will.
"Ye smell that?"
The three men inhaled the air, and Jonathan spoke.
"Smoke..."
A realization came to Jack; they were trying to kill his niece. Jack exhaled deeply and yelled in vengeance.
"Marona!"
Jack took off into the trees; leading the way as Will and Jonathan struggled to keep up. The forest of palm trees seemed as it if would go on forever, but Jack knew his efforts were not in vain when the smoke smell began to get stronger; they were close.
The trees ended abruptly, and Jack stopped suddenly before having to hold his hand out to prevent the other two men from running into the clearing.
His suspicions had been right; and now his anger grew virtually uncontrollable when he saw his helpless niece strapped to a tree, coughing and sputtering. He saw Marona holding a tiny-jeweled object, which he recognized almost immediately to be the ring.
"Jack," whispered Jonathan, "Quickly. Do something; she can't hold on much longer."
It was true; Kate was weakening as the smoke entered her lungs and the temperatures increased. Tiny beads of sweat dotted her forehead.
"We wait for the opportune moment." Said Jack, as he always did.
"When's it this time, Jack? Is there a plan?" Will noticed the many- armed crewmembers.
Jack shook his head, still staring ahead.
"No, no plan. You have one mission, gentlemen. Get the ring from Marona."
"What ring? That's Kate's ring!" noticed Jonathan, "Why does that man want Kate's ring?"
"I'll explain later, child, now shut up and draw your swords. Will, do you have a pistol?"
Will nodded, and Jack's heart wrenched when he saw Kate pass out from her place on the burning tree. Jack began to move without thinking.
"Jack! Is the moment opportune?"
"It's opportune enough for me."
Jack pulled out a small knife from his belt and jumped into the burning foliage. Marona yelled.
"Jack Sparrow, have ye come to die?" he pulled out his pistol and aimed, but Will had run out from the trees and he knocked the pistol out of Marona's hand with his sword.
Jonathan, having never been in a real fight before, was scared senseless running into the clearing, but he used his sword efficiently; he was doing it for Kate. No guns were being fired; it was all swordplay. Jonathan drove his sword into the guts of many men and they yelled as Jonathan triumphantly thought of how proud this would make his father.
Will was sword fighting with Marona; they were going back and forth across a small area on the beach. Will dodged as Marona lunged for his head, and Will turned to where Jack was trying to cut the ropes from Kate's hands.
"Jack! Hurry up!"
"I've almost got it!"
The ropes were surprisingly thick, and difficult to cut. Jack was sweating, his hard pounding. The heat was surrounding him like a boa constrictor, and he felt claustrophobic as he worked on the knots. He finally got the last one out and ran in front of Kate, ignoring the burning hot on his boots. Kate's body slumped onto Jack's shoulder, and he jumped out of the fire.
"Will! The ring!"
While Marona was distracted by Jack taking his prisoner, Will drove his sword into Marona's leg. Marona howled in pain and dropped his sword, cursing Will. Will grabbed Marona's hand while he examined his bleeding leg, and pulled the ring from his pinkie finger.
"No, boy! No! If you take that, I'll kill ye."
"Try and catch me," smirked Will, as he ran off towards the trees where Jack stood with Kate's slim figure drooped over his shoulders. He grabbed Jonathan's shirt as he ran past him, and Jonathan followed proudly, having maimed nearly half of Marona's crew.
Marona lay on the sand, leg mangled; for real this time. He took out his pistol, and in a last attempt, shot towards Jack.
A single shot rang out, and Jack let out a grunt and a cry as Marona's bullet entered his right shoulder.
"Jack, you're hurt!" yelled Will.
But, Jack didn't stop to breathe, his mind was on one thing only: saving Kate.
Since Jonathan had managed to injure half of Marona's crew, the foursome did not have many enemies on their tails. The four finally reached the clearing on the other side of the island, and there stood their boat waiting for them. Jack placed Kate in the boat and jumped in, as did Jonathan. Will ran into the water as he pushed the boat away from shore, and then climbed in himself. He held up the ring in triumph and grinned. Jack smiled weakly; then looked at Kate.
"Is she breathing?" Jack panicked.
"Jack, you got shot!" Jonathan noticed the gushing blood coming from Jack's right shoulder.
"It doesn't matter. Save Kate." Winced Jack.
Will put his finger to Kate's wrist, and then put his hand to her mouth.
"She's still got a pulse and she's still breathing. You saved her life, Jack." Will said as he took up an oar and began to paddle towards the Pearl.
Jack smiled, before wincing in pain again. Suddenly he remembered...
"The ring!" Jack exclaimed, "Put it on my finger, it'll save me from death. But, only do it if you're positively sure that Kate will live. I would rather die than have her die also."
Will put the ring on Jack's finger, promising Kate would live.
"Jack, I believe you're starting to feel what being an uncle is all about."
"Oh, don't get mushy with me," winced Jack again, still in pain.
Kate slept, Will paddled, Jack sat, and Jonathan stroked Kate's hair. The four of them were worn out, but happy.
Only Jack knew that they couldn't rest yet; someone was going to come after the ring. But, no one would get it.
~~~~~
Woahh, talk about long chapter! Haha...wow I'm extremely tired, so I think I'll turn in for the night.
How'd you like that? Please review.
Love Ya
Anna
