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Jack was standing at the helm of his ship. He was steering, as usual, and he could just make out the frame of the Island. He was going back to see Elizabeth. A broad grin, which included several golden teeth, stretched across his face.
Then a pirate stuck his head out of the hole in his ship. There was a hole in the deck. It was a common thing for them to do when below deck. They had had a hole blown in their ship and the new crew never got around to fixing it. They often stuck their heads through this hole for a breath of fresh Caribbean air or to tell Captain Jack Sparrow of this or that.
Jack still felt a stab of pain remembering what had happened to his old crew of pirates.
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It had been an ordinary day and they all went to a village for a drink and some laughs. Catch up with old buddies. That was when they saw the one eyed crewmember stick a wooden eye into his socket (he had lost the other one he used to have).
"There they are" said One-eye to his three buddies. All of Jack's crew was there. They usually stayed together until they were all drunk.
Jack made some sort of wisecrack, (who, Jack Sparrow? Naw...), and all three rogue pirates pulled two pistols each and shot. The mute with the parrot was the first shot. And Jack wasn't sure who was shot next. They all ended up shot, but Jack only in the arm.
At this point the pirates were fumbling with bullets to load in their guns. Jack decided not to wait around to be shot, shouted several various oaths, and left his dead crew of pirates in the bar and ran to his Pearl. He never went back to that town, but he needed another crew, which he picked up, after much expense, in the next pirate-and-whore town.
He'd been sailing with them ever since.
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He tried not to show his pain over his lost crew. He nodded an acknowledgement at the pirate who needed a breath of air.
"Beautiful night isn't it?" asked Iron, the pirate who looked like a decapitated head on the floor at the moment.
Jack smiled. Beautiful. He decided he'd be in around mid-morning tomorrow. He could be in by dawn or earlier if he felt like it, but that served no purpose, except to get the night-watchmen, who were always more alert than the day-watchmen for some reason, to notice that a ship with black sails had come in.
Elizabeth, I will see ye t'morrow, thought Jack. He smiled and went into his quarters for a nights rest and let a pirate working the nightshift to steer.
*~*~*~*~*~*The next morning*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Elizabeth woke to a perfect morning. Perfect in every way, for anything. Perfect for a marriage ceremony. Perfect for... Jack...
Jack?
No, Will, perfect for being married to Will.
She smiled. Her ceiling was even lovely today. She turned her head and looked out the window. She still saw the black dot on the horizon. It had moved, though.
Hmm. She couldn't see it well from here. She decided to go to the cliff where she and Will were to be married. It was where many things had happened
She fainted off this cliff and was saved by a man named Jack
She helped save the lives of two of her favorite people after they had run from the hanging site and had a dozen guns pointed at their heads.
She kissed Will for the very first time.
She smiled. She loved that place and she would be able to watch the dot until it became a white one. Or stayed a black one.
An hour later she stood on the balcony and watched as the black dot grew closer and stayed black. She smiled. Though it was still possible for it to be an illusion, she couldn't help wondering if Jack had come back.
Will stood under the archway of the open-roof building where Jack had almost been hanged. He looked at his Bride-to-be and grinned. It was a foolish-looking grin, but one that made him look simply adorable.
He was to be wed to this beautiful woman staring blissfully at the sea.
He walked slowly up to stand by her, a grin still plastered below his mustache. She turned to him and smiled. His grin broadened even more then, putting a goofy look on his face. Elizabeth couldn't keep from laughing. She giggled and looked back to the sea. The ship was becoming increasingly visible.
She was about to tell Will that she thought Jack may be coming back to Port Royal, but Will put a finger on her lips and silenced her.
Will then took both her hands in one of his and put the other on the back of her neck. He pulled her head close and laid his lips across hers. She pulled her hands free and laid one arm on back of his neck and laced the fingers of her other hand with the fingers on his free hand.
They stayed like this for a long time: kissing and cuddling. It had been a half an hour and they were still smiling into each other's lips.
Since Elizabeth and Will were kissing, Elizabeth stopped watching the ship and by the time she pulled away and looked, she had lost it.
Back on the Black Pearl, Jack had been sailing for quite some time and didn't realize how close he'd been getting to shore. Fortunately, his men took care of all the shallow water affairs and he smiled. Then he looked up to where he last saw Elizabeth.
"Bloody.... 'ave they been kiss'n all this time?" he asked no one in particular, but one of his men laughed.
He anchored his pretty boat-SHIP; he anchored his SHIP a few hundred meters off shore, for he doubted the Pearl's deep belly would clear the bottom. Jack and his crew took smaller boats and sailed ashore.
Jack tied his boat to an empty space at the dock and walked on to the creaky boards that made up the port.
He suddenly had to stop because there was a hand pressing firmly into his chest. It seemed to want to hurt him. He focused his gaze on a chubby man with an angry look on his face.
"Hello Mr. SMITH" Said the man disdainfully.
Jack immediately recognized this as the same man who took names last time. Apparently word had gotten to him that he had allowed Captain Jack Sparrow to pass through the docks. He would not let it happen again.
"Have we met before?" asked Jack.
That was when he realized the chubby man wasn't the man who took his three shillings and a false name for him. It was one of the two security guards who tried to prevent him from getting to the ship he ended up 'commandeering' anyway. The Pearl was behind a cliff and couldn't be seen unless you lay at the edge of that cliff and looked down. Which nobody did.
Jack looked up at the hill where his last distraction had come from. It was another ceremony.
iThat's convenient/i Jack thought to himself.
"What's going on up there?" Jack asked indicating the hill with one of his many accentuating hand movements.
Then the man grinned. He seemed to Jack suddenly too happy. Too sure of what he would say would make Jack unhappy. This seemed to be his goal in life. Making Jack unhappy.
"A wedding, Mr. Sparrow, a wedding" Said the redcoat with a sneer
"Oh really, anyone I know?"
"Yes, Mr. Turner is to be wed today. You knew him, didn't you?"
"Aye, a friend. You must let me see 'im on his weddin' day." Jack said, wanting any excuse to get by the guard without having to shoot him.
Suddenly, Jack's mood brightened a bit, he somehow assumed Elizabeth was up for grabs, (since Will was getting married) even though he had just seen them kissing. He forgot all of that and just smiled.
The security guard was so sure Jack had at least a 'thing' for Elizabeth, possibly more. Letting him go up there and see her wed to Will would most likely wipe that sneer off his face, if only for a minute. Aside from all that, he looked the same as he always did, Hair done up in sloppy braids that had grown mostly out, red sea-weathered bandana holding them in place, all under a triangle hat.
They would all recognize him right away.
All of them.
And he would be hanged.
"Of course, Mr. Sparrow. Go right ahead." The guard said with a malicious smile.
Jack was startled into leaning back and furrowing his brow, then raising his eyebrows and continuing on his way, confused, but grateful for the guards seemingly naïve nature.
He swaggered to the end of the dock, looked back with a confused look on his face then proceeded to follow the road into town and eventually to the balcony where he had been last on this island before he fell off and swam away to the Pearl.
When he neared, he could hear the strong reverberations of the pastor who married Will and his wife. Why the hell did pastors always need to talk like that?
Like any Captain Jack Sparrow was always able to do, he swaggered in indiscreetly and sat down just like he belonged.
It was only after he was situated he was able to look at Will who was staring intently into the eyes of his bride. He couldn't see Will's bride; she was standing with her back to him. Jack smiled and concentrated on the happy look on Wills face more than the words of the pastor.
A few minutes had passed and then Jack heard the pastor say, "If anyone here has a reason these two should not be wed, speak now or forever hold your peace." This was when both Will and his Bride turned toward the crowd to look for people who had some reason that they should not be married.
Elizabeth's eyes ran over each face in the crowd. Most were smiling, some were crying. Then she caught the coal-lined eyes of Captain Jack Sparrow. The coal suddenly disappeared as his eyes fell on hers. The coal disappeared because his eyes increased in size by about 200%. He hadn't known it was her.
Jack was on his feet in an instant. Elizabeth gasped and Jack tried to back up but ended up tripping over his chair. He stood up again, nodded an apology to an elderly couple he had startled.
Will gave a small shout of surprise at the sudden commotion. Then, when he saw who it was, he shouted through a smile "Jack!" Of course Will was happy to see his old friend. That, and he wanted to sail on the Black Pearl as a pirate, just for a day or so.
"Jack!" Elizabeth called sounding even happier than Will, though no one seemed to notice except Jack.
Suddenly forgetting the wedding she ran and threw her arms around him. "I'm glad you came back in time to see me marry," she said into his shoulder.
"Purely coincidence, love," said Jack, hugging her back just as happily, "and you might need to get back to that. Now," He said becoming more wary of the questioning eyes on him. As long as there were no security guards who recognized him, he'd be fine. But the longer they looked, the more chance they had of recognizing him.
He repositioned his cap and looked at Will who was grinning at him. Sparrow grinned back, as Elizabeth walked back to the pastor.
Elizabeth returning to the stand was enough for most people, and for the ones who kept staring at Jack; he nodded an apology with a muttered, "s'rry,"
Apparently, having Jack address them directly was uncomfortable and they looked back to the front.
The pastor stuttered a bit out of surprise, and then continued on with the ceremony. "If anyone has a reason that these two should not be wed, speak now or forever hold your peace"
Jacks lip twitched and when he saw Elizabeth looking at him, he detected a pleading look in her eye.
Elizabeth didn't know what Jack saw, only that when she looked at him, he looked more serous then he had ever been. She even saw his eyebrow twitch into a sad looking gaze, but then it was gone.
Will didn't know about the gaze shared by his bride and best friend, he was too busy keeping eye contact with the man that was previously to be wed to Elizabeth. This seemed to keep him from saying that he objected.
Jack shifted uncomfortably in Elizabeth's pleading gaze. He considered speaking, and he even opened his mouth to do so. But something stopped the words from escaping. His time was running out. Jack had to act now or never.
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BWAHAHAHA! You will all never know what happens until next chapter. Evil stopping points (I would've used EVIL CLIFFHANGERES, but it was taken by another POC story. I don't steal. ::Scribbles down disclaimer at top::)
PLEASE FEED THE AUTHOR!!!! Feedback only and no 'au flambé' (Ok the feed the author thing was also from another story) (Disclaimer: Not mine. Feed me anyway) (the au flambé thing was mine though....)
I'm sorry if I get Jack wrong, I really am. Don't stop reading if I do, just tell me what's wrong in a review an' I'll fix it.
Disclaimer: POC is not mine. Never was mine. Might be mine one day, but I doubt it.
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Jack was standing at the helm of his ship. He was steering, as usual, and he could just make out the frame of the Island. He was going back to see Elizabeth. A broad grin, which included several golden teeth, stretched across his face.
Then a pirate stuck his head out of the hole in his ship. There was a hole in the deck. It was a common thing for them to do when below deck. They had had a hole blown in their ship and the new crew never got around to fixing it. They often stuck their heads through this hole for a breath of fresh Caribbean air or to tell Captain Jack Sparrow of this or that.
Jack still felt a stab of pain remembering what had happened to his old crew of pirates.
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It had been an ordinary day and they all went to a village for a drink and some laughs. Catch up with old buddies. That was when they saw the one eyed crewmember stick a wooden eye into his socket (he had lost the other one he used to have).
"There they are" said One-eye to his three buddies. All of Jack's crew was there. They usually stayed together until they were all drunk.
Jack made some sort of wisecrack, (who, Jack Sparrow? Naw...), and all three rogue pirates pulled two pistols each and shot. The mute with the parrot was the first shot. And Jack wasn't sure who was shot next. They all ended up shot, but Jack only in the arm.
At this point the pirates were fumbling with bullets to load in their guns. Jack decided not to wait around to be shot, shouted several various oaths, and left his dead crew of pirates in the bar and ran to his Pearl. He never went back to that town, but he needed another crew, which he picked up, after much expense, in the next pirate-and-whore town.
He'd been sailing with them ever since.
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He tried not to show his pain over his lost crew. He nodded an acknowledgement at the pirate who needed a breath of air.
"Beautiful night isn't it?" asked Iron, the pirate who looked like a decapitated head on the floor at the moment.
Jack smiled. Beautiful. He decided he'd be in around mid-morning tomorrow. He could be in by dawn or earlier if he felt like it, but that served no purpose, except to get the night-watchmen, who were always more alert than the day-watchmen for some reason, to notice that a ship with black sails had come in.
Elizabeth, I will see ye t'morrow, thought Jack. He smiled and went into his quarters for a nights rest and let a pirate working the nightshift to steer.
*~*~*~*~*~*The next morning*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Elizabeth woke to a perfect morning. Perfect in every way, for anything. Perfect for a marriage ceremony. Perfect for... Jack...
Jack?
No, Will, perfect for being married to Will.
She smiled. Her ceiling was even lovely today. She turned her head and looked out the window. She still saw the black dot on the horizon. It had moved, though.
Hmm. She couldn't see it well from here. She decided to go to the cliff where she and Will were to be married. It was where many things had happened
She fainted off this cliff and was saved by a man named Jack
She helped save the lives of two of her favorite people after they had run from the hanging site and had a dozen guns pointed at their heads.
She kissed Will for the very first time.
She smiled. She loved that place and she would be able to watch the dot until it became a white one. Or stayed a black one.
An hour later she stood on the balcony and watched as the black dot grew closer and stayed black. She smiled. Though it was still possible for it to be an illusion, she couldn't help wondering if Jack had come back.
Will stood under the archway of the open-roof building where Jack had almost been hanged. He looked at his Bride-to-be and grinned. It was a foolish-looking grin, but one that made him look simply adorable.
He was to be wed to this beautiful woman staring blissfully at the sea.
He walked slowly up to stand by her, a grin still plastered below his mustache. She turned to him and smiled. His grin broadened even more then, putting a goofy look on his face. Elizabeth couldn't keep from laughing. She giggled and looked back to the sea. The ship was becoming increasingly visible.
She was about to tell Will that she thought Jack may be coming back to Port Royal, but Will put a finger on her lips and silenced her.
Will then took both her hands in one of his and put the other on the back of her neck. He pulled her head close and laid his lips across hers. She pulled her hands free and laid one arm on back of his neck and laced the fingers of her other hand with the fingers on his free hand.
They stayed like this for a long time: kissing and cuddling. It had been a half an hour and they were still smiling into each other's lips.
Since Elizabeth and Will were kissing, Elizabeth stopped watching the ship and by the time she pulled away and looked, she had lost it.
Back on the Black Pearl, Jack had been sailing for quite some time and didn't realize how close he'd been getting to shore. Fortunately, his men took care of all the shallow water affairs and he smiled. Then he looked up to where he last saw Elizabeth.
"Bloody.... 'ave they been kiss'n all this time?" he asked no one in particular, but one of his men laughed.
He anchored his pretty boat-SHIP; he anchored his SHIP a few hundred meters off shore, for he doubted the Pearl's deep belly would clear the bottom. Jack and his crew took smaller boats and sailed ashore.
Jack tied his boat to an empty space at the dock and walked on to the creaky boards that made up the port.
He suddenly had to stop because there was a hand pressing firmly into his chest. It seemed to want to hurt him. He focused his gaze on a chubby man with an angry look on his face.
"Hello Mr. SMITH" Said the man disdainfully.
Jack immediately recognized this as the same man who took names last time. Apparently word had gotten to him that he had allowed Captain Jack Sparrow to pass through the docks. He would not let it happen again.
"Have we met before?" asked Jack.
That was when he realized the chubby man wasn't the man who took his three shillings and a false name for him. It was one of the two security guards who tried to prevent him from getting to the ship he ended up 'commandeering' anyway. The Pearl was behind a cliff and couldn't be seen unless you lay at the edge of that cliff and looked down. Which nobody did.
Jack looked up at the hill where his last distraction had come from. It was another ceremony.
iThat's convenient/i Jack thought to himself.
"What's going on up there?" Jack asked indicating the hill with one of his many accentuating hand movements.
Then the man grinned. He seemed to Jack suddenly too happy. Too sure of what he would say would make Jack unhappy. This seemed to be his goal in life. Making Jack unhappy.
"A wedding, Mr. Sparrow, a wedding" Said the redcoat with a sneer
"Oh really, anyone I know?"
"Yes, Mr. Turner is to be wed today. You knew him, didn't you?"
"Aye, a friend. You must let me see 'im on his weddin' day." Jack said, wanting any excuse to get by the guard without having to shoot him.
Suddenly, Jack's mood brightened a bit, he somehow assumed Elizabeth was up for grabs, (since Will was getting married) even though he had just seen them kissing. He forgot all of that and just smiled.
The security guard was so sure Jack had at least a 'thing' for Elizabeth, possibly more. Letting him go up there and see her wed to Will would most likely wipe that sneer off his face, if only for a minute. Aside from all that, he looked the same as he always did, Hair done up in sloppy braids that had grown mostly out, red sea-weathered bandana holding them in place, all under a triangle hat.
They would all recognize him right away.
All of them.
And he would be hanged.
"Of course, Mr. Sparrow. Go right ahead." The guard said with a malicious smile.
Jack was startled into leaning back and furrowing his brow, then raising his eyebrows and continuing on his way, confused, but grateful for the guards seemingly naïve nature.
He swaggered to the end of the dock, looked back with a confused look on his face then proceeded to follow the road into town and eventually to the balcony where he had been last on this island before he fell off and swam away to the Pearl.
When he neared, he could hear the strong reverberations of the pastor who married Will and his wife. Why the hell did pastors always need to talk like that?
Like any Captain Jack Sparrow was always able to do, he swaggered in indiscreetly and sat down just like he belonged.
It was only after he was situated he was able to look at Will who was staring intently into the eyes of his bride. He couldn't see Will's bride; she was standing with her back to him. Jack smiled and concentrated on the happy look on Wills face more than the words of the pastor.
A few minutes had passed and then Jack heard the pastor say, "If anyone here has a reason these two should not be wed, speak now or forever hold your peace." This was when both Will and his Bride turned toward the crowd to look for people who had some reason that they should not be married.
Elizabeth's eyes ran over each face in the crowd. Most were smiling, some were crying. Then she caught the coal-lined eyes of Captain Jack Sparrow. The coal suddenly disappeared as his eyes fell on hers. The coal disappeared because his eyes increased in size by about 200%. He hadn't known it was her.
Jack was on his feet in an instant. Elizabeth gasped and Jack tried to back up but ended up tripping over his chair. He stood up again, nodded an apology to an elderly couple he had startled.
Will gave a small shout of surprise at the sudden commotion. Then, when he saw who it was, he shouted through a smile "Jack!" Of course Will was happy to see his old friend. That, and he wanted to sail on the Black Pearl as a pirate, just for a day or so.
"Jack!" Elizabeth called sounding even happier than Will, though no one seemed to notice except Jack.
Suddenly forgetting the wedding she ran and threw her arms around him. "I'm glad you came back in time to see me marry," she said into his shoulder.
"Purely coincidence, love," said Jack, hugging her back just as happily, "and you might need to get back to that. Now," He said becoming more wary of the questioning eyes on him. As long as there were no security guards who recognized him, he'd be fine. But the longer they looked, the more chance they had of recognizing him.
He repositioned his cap and looked at Will who was grinning at him. Sparrow grinned back, as Elizabeth walked back to the pastor.
Elizabeth returning to the stand was enough for most people, and for the ones who kept staring at Jack; he nodded an apology with a muttered, "s'rry,"
Apparently, having Jack address them directly was uncomfortable and they looked back to the front.
The pastor stuttered a bit out of surprise, and then continued on with the ceremony. "If anyone has a reason that these two should not be wed, speak now or forever hold your peace"
Jacks lip twitched and when he saw Elizabeth looking at him, he detected a pleading look in her eye.
Elizabeth didn't know what Jack saw, only that when she looked at him, he looked more serous then he had ever been. She even saw his eyebrow twitch into a sad looking gaze, but then it was gone.
Will didn't know about the gaze shared by his bride and best friend, he was too busy keeping eye contact with the man that was previously to be wed to Elizabeth. This seemed to keep him from saying that he objected.
Jack shifted uncomfortably in Elizabeth's pleading gaze. He considered speaking, and he even opened his mouth to do so. But something stopped the words from escaping. His time was running out. Jack had to act now or never.
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BWAHAHAHA! You will all never know what happens until next chapter. Evil stopping points (I would've used EVIL CLIFFHANGERES, but it was taken by another POC story. I don't steal. ::Scribbles down disclaimer at top::)
PLEASE FEED THE AUTHOR!!!! Feedback only and no 'au flambé' (Ok the feed the author thing was also from another story) (Disclaimer: Not mine. Feed me anyway) (the au flambé thing was mine though....)