DISCLAIMER: THE CHARACTERS DO NOT BELONG TO ME. SAM, BILL AND RAVEN DO. NO MONEY IS BEING MADE OFF THIS STORY.
Author's note: Hey sorry it took me so long to update. I have been busy with alot of stuff. I know that the last chapter was short and I tried to make this one longer. So have fun and tell me what you think.
Sam stumbled back and fell on her back. Her hand traced to the blood that was pouring out of the wound in her stomach. A soft groan escaped her mouth and the room began to spin. The figures that once stood there blurred and disolved away. She thought she might have heard voices. She thought she might have felt something tug at her body. But it was all a dream that faded into black.
Sam found herself standing in the corner of the room. The bandana that once pulled back her raven hair was gone. Her hair flowed freely over her. Her pirate clothes still adorned her body but they were no longer dirty. "What the hell?" she muttered. Slowly she turned her gaze to the people in front of her. They were all yelling and screaming.
"What the bloody hell is going on?" she yelled. None of them moved to look at her. The sreaming and yelling continued. But she soon realized that the screaming was only coming from one person, her father. That screaming chilled and broke her heart. "Daddy?" she whispered.
She saw Annamaria jump out of the way as Jack lunged at Will. As she watched them fall to the ground she realized why her father was screaming. "Oh bloody hell." she muttered.
~*~
"Jack! Get the bloody hell off of him!" Annamaria shouted but she was ultimately ignored. Jack had a one track mind. And when it wasn't focused on rum and women it was focused on pludering and killing. "Ye bloody son of a whore!" Jack shouted as he held the side of his sword at Will's throat. "Jack please." Will whispered. "It was an accident."
Slowly Annamaria crept up behind Jack and Gibbs behind Will. Without warning they pulled them apart. "Now we can't go on killing each other! Bloody hell Jack! Hasn't there been enough killing?" Jack looked over at Will and frowned. "You have one day Will Turner. Then ye walk the plank on the Black Pearl."
Jack turned from Will and moved over to his daughter. The blood still poured from her wound but he ignored it. He just wanted to hold his daughter. Slowly he held her close to him. Then he did something that he hadn't done since he was a little boy, he cried.
~*~
"This is bloody funny! Is anybody else finding this amusing!" Sam shouted into the night. She still stood in the corner of the same room. The people who had once crowded the room were gone. She was all alone. She was truly all alone. "I'm being punished ain't I?" she shouted. "I tried to kill my father and here I am stuck. Dead. And nobody can bloody hear me! I don't even have my bloody bandana!"
Sam sighed heavily and sat on the floor. She closed her eyes and let the same darkness fill her mind.
~*~
Almost a whole day had passed. Annamaria stood at the helm of the Black Pearl and stared out to sea. Jack had not emerged from the Captain's quarters. Jack was set on making Will walk the plank. Will was in one of the rooms tied up. Annamaria, as hard as she tried, could not talk any sense into Jack. She herself could not believe it. Sam was gone.
Annamaria wanted despartelyt to talk to Will. She wanted to know why he had even taken that dagger out. Sam never would have killed Will. Although dispite the situation she had put her father in, she could understand Will's reaction. But Will loved Sam. He would have never intentionally hurt her.
What Jack did not know was that Will had come to Annamaria in confidence. He came to her to show her the ring he intended to give Sam. She never doubted that Will loved Sam. But now everything was over. So many countless lives had been lost in the last few days. Sam's had devasted them all.
Annamaria sighed and shouted to Gibbs to take over. She wanted to talk to Will.
"Will?" Annamaria slowly pushed open the door. Will still sat in the same corner. "Will can I talk to you?" She heard Will sigh. "What's there to talk about? Jack's going to kill me. Why shouldn't he? I killed Sam." Annamaria heard his voice break at the sound of her name.
Annamaria moved slowly over to Will and sat down in front of him. His face was dirty and stained with tears. "I'm sorry." he whispered. "I didn't mean to kill her. It was an accident. I was surprised when she ran at me. I didn't mean too." his voice trailed off and he looked up at Annmaria. "I loved her."
~*~
Sam woke up. She opened her eyes and was greeted by the bright blaring sun. A blue sky and the smell of the sea. "What the bloody hell?" she whispered. Slowly she stood up and adjusted her eyes. "My God." she whispered. She was on the deck of the pearl. Slowly she glanced around and spotted figures ahead.
Sam was greeted by the sounds of screams and arguements. As her eyes adjusted she gasped at the scene. Annamaria and Gibbs were shouting at Jack. Her father was standing with his sword out. Will was on the plank in front of him. "No." she whispered. "NO!" she started to scream. And she started to run.
"NO!" Jack froze as he heard the cry. "What the bloody hell?" Slowly he turned around and saw Sam.
Author's note: Hey sorry it took me so long to update. I have been busy with alot of stuff. I know that the last chapter was short and I tried to make this one longer. So have fun and tell me what you think.
Sam stumbled back and fell on her back. Her hand traced to the blood that was pouring out of the wound in her stomach. A soft groan escaped her mouth and the room began to spin. The figures that once stood there blurred and disolved away. She thought she might have heard voices. She thought she might have felt something tug at her body. But it was all a dream that faded into black.
Sam found herself standing in the corner of the room. The bandana that once pulled back her raven hair was gone. Her hair flowed freely over her. Her pirate clothes still adorned her body but they were no longer dirty. "What the hell?" she muttered. Slowly she turned her gaze to the people in front of her. They were all yelling and screaming.
"What the bloody hell is going on?" she yelled. None of them moved to look at her. The sreaming and yelling continued. But she soon realized that the screaming was only coming from one person, her father. That screaming chilled and broke her heart. "Daddy?" she whispered.
She saw Annamaria jump out of the way as Jack lunged at Will. As she watched them fall to the ground she realized why her father was screaming. "Oh bloody hell." she muttered.
~*~
"Jack! Get the bloody hell off of him!" Annamaria shouted but she was ultimately ignored. Jack had a one track mind. And when it wasn't focused on rum and women it was focused on pludering and killing. "Ye bloody son of a whore!" Jack shouted as he held the side of his sword at Will's throat. "Jack please." Will whispered. "It was an accident."
Slowly Annamaria crept up behind Jack and Gibbs behind Will. Without warning they pulled them apart. "Now we can't go on killing each other! Bloody hell Jack! Hasn't there been enough killing?" Jack looked over at Will and frowned. "You have one day Will Turner. Then ye walk the plank on the Black Pearl."
Jack turned from Will and moved over to his daughter. The blood still poured from her wound but he ignored it. He just wanted to hold his daughter. Slowly he held her close to him. Then he did something that he hadn't done since he was a little boy, he cried.
~*~
"This is bloody funny! Is anybody else finding this amusing!" Sam shouted into the night. She still stood in the corner of the same room. The people who had once crowded the room were gone. She was all alone. She was truly all alone. "I'm being punished ain't I?" she shouted. "I tried to kill my father and here I am stuck. Dead. And nobody can bloody hear me! I don't even have my bloody bandana!"
Sam sighed heavily and sat on the floor. She closed her eyes and let the same darkness fill her mind.
~*~
Almost a whole day had passed. Annamaria stood at the helm of the Black Pearl and stared out to sea. Jack had not emerged from the Captain's quarters. Jack was set on making Will walk the plank. Will was in one of the rooms tied up. Annamaria, as hard as she tried, could not talk any sense into Jack. She herself could not believe it. Sam was gone.
Annamaria wanted despartelyt to talk to Will. She wanted to know why he had even taken that dagger out. Sam never would have killed Will. Although dispite the situation she had put her father in, she could understand Will's reaction. But Will loved Sam. He would have never intentionally hurt her.
What Jack did not know was that Will had come to Annamaria in confidence. He came to her to show her the ring he intended to give Sam. She never doubted that Will loved Sam. But now everything was over. So many countless lives had been lost in the last few days. Sam's had devasted them all.
Annamaria sighed and shouted to Gibbs to take over. She wanted to talk to Will.
"Will?" Annamaria slowly pushed open the door. Will still sat in the same corner. "Will can I talk to you?" She heard Will sigh. "What's there to talk about? Jack's going to kill me. Why shouldn't he? I killed Sam." Annamaria heard his voice break at the sound of her name.
Annamaria moved slowly over to Will and sat down in front of him. His face was dirty and stained with tears. "I'm sorry." he whispered. "I didn't mean to kill her. It was an accident. I was surprised when she ran at me. I didn't mean too." his voice trailed off and he looked up at Annmaria. "I loved her."
~*~
Sam woke up. She opened her eyes and was greeted by the bright blaring sun. A blue sky and the smell of the sea. "What the bloody hell?" she whispered. Slowly she stood up and adjusted her eyes. "My God." she whispered. She was on the deck of the pearl. Slowly she glanced around and spotted figures ahead.
Sam was greeted by the sounds of screams and arguements. As her eyes adjusted she gasped at the scene. Annamaria and Gibbs were shouting at Jack. Her father was standing with his sword out. Will was on the plank in front of him. "No." she whispered. "NO!" she started to scream. And she started to run.
"NO!" Jack froze as he heard the cry. "What the bloody hell?" Slowly he turned around and saw Sam.