I'm not sure what I was thinking when I wrote this chapter. Really. It was just necessary stuff to lead into the really long chapter that I'm yet to finish. Called chapter nine. Please review my stuff or you'll be left with a cliffhanger forever. Mwahahahahahahahahah coughs hahahahahahahahahhahahahahaha. Oh yeah, I know I hate cliffhangers, and feel free to flame me about mine, but don't they make the story more interesting? Hmmmmm?
Chapter eight, just a few problems to sort out before the storm hits.
Captain Sparrows Crew had put on an excellent spread for their guests. After they had eaten, Gibbs and a few other members of the crew had entertained the guests with songs and a few jokes; some of the jokes had made Elizabeth blush deeply. The end of the luncheon saw Governor Swann being addressed as 'Old Tom' by most of the crew, much to Elizabeth's disappointment. Captain Sparrow formally welcomed the 'hostages' to the Pearl and mentioned the adventure that was about to unfold.
"Mates, today is a good day for us. Not only is the entire royal Navy out searching for The Pearl, again, we have taken back one of our own from the clutches of the Evil Commodore. Norrington wants our dear friend old Tom," Jack Motioned to the Governor, "and Bootstraps Son William dead. So that he can take his pleasure with Williams darling wife, Elizabeth." The crew booed at this comment and became quite rowdy, many expressing what they would like to do to Norrington, Jack held up his hands for silence. "However, we, the bad pirates, have stopped this from happening, and we have the proof that Norrington was plotting to kill our dear new friend Old Tom." The crew cheered as Jack held out a piece of parchment for the governor to take. "This is the contract, signed by Norrington, ordering my man to kill you and your son-in-law. Take it, and send that scurvy dog to Davey Jones locker." The crew cheered loudly and drank to the Governors health. Again, Jack continued as the crew kept cheering. "From Norringtons clutches we also rescued an ex-member of our crew, Miss Emily Cross-Star." Silence, "this is a good thing." Silence, "savvy?" A lone pirate raised his hand,
"As in Boot-straps Emily?" Jack nodded, "the one that Barbossa wants dead?" Jack shook his head,
"Barbossa feared Jo, he used to use Emily's to get Jo to do what he wanted," the pirate that had asked the question uttered
"oh." Jack looked at his crew in a mad and encouraging fashion,
"Mates, Miss Cross-Star, once she regains consciousness, will be able to take us to Los' Isobel. There we can find Bootstrap and Josie, and completely reunite the crew. Not to mention find the treasure." At the mention of treasure the crew stopped looking mortified and drank to Captain Sparrow health. As they were celebrating the helms man rushed in, whispered something in Jacks ear and rushed out again. Jack blinked a few times, sat, took a swig of rum, stood and announced. "Mates, it seems Miss Cross-Star is awake." The crew cheered, "it seems that she jumped off the ship moments ago..." the crew stopped mid cheer, "It seems that we should save her." Jack, Will and the rest of the crew rushed out of the mess hall.
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Emily was not in the water, no way was she going in the water, and in stead she was sitting on the stairs that led to the poop deck. Jack froze when he saw the look in her eye, the knife in her hand nearly made him start forward again."Good day Miss Cross-Star, I trust you slept well?" the knife stuck itself into the mast and Emily stormed over to Jack and handed him a note,
"There is no way in hell that I am taking you or you ship anywhere near that god forsaken island." Jack grinned in an idiotic way,
"Its good to see ya awake, but I thought ya'd found ya voice lass. Seems to these people that you couldn't talk at all, care to explain?" Looking at Jack in an angry way Emily opened her mouth
"I Cant talk Jack, where'd. Wait." Emily heaved a sigh and curtsied respectfully to governor Swann, "Please, excuse me governor, I'm am a cursed young lady. Unless the higher powers perceive that I am totally safe I am unable to talk. It seems that being in Commodore Norringtons presence was enough to stop me talking." Her accent was softer and more lady like. Compared to the voice and tone that she had used with Jack. Governor Swann nodded,
"awww. Look, its little Emily Cross-Star, Bootstraps little one." Obviously one of Jack crew had missed Jack big speech, the man stumbled towards Emily, "come 'ere little one, I jus' wanna give ya a big kissy wissy!" Emily moved out of the way and laughed at the mans expression, "wind witch," he spat at her. Jack intervened as Emily pulled up a sleeve.
"Now Emily, there's no point in killing the man for being stupid, lets go to my cabin and talk this little expedition over savvy? Hmm, there's a good lass." Emily slipped through Jacks grip and threw a beautiful left hook at the mans face. The man went down and she dusted off her hands on the pair of borrowed pants she was wearing.
"What was that about your cabin and talking Captain Sparrow?" Jacks jaw dropped, Will and Elizabeth were completely speechless. Governor Swann recovered first.
"My my, Miss Cross Star, I have never seen a more perfect knock out punch, you must teach me how to do that."
"FATHER"
"Yes Elizabeth?" "Am I the only one that recalls that you are the governor of Port Royal? You should be conducting yourself in a manner according. Please." Emily smirked at Elizabeth.
"Your father is okay Elizabeth, he's just being affected by the pearl is all, she does strange things to people. Now Jack, I understand that you want to 'talk' about this little adventure that you have planned." Emily turned and walked towards the door of Jacks cabin, leaving, Jack, Will, Elizabeth and the crew all-looking at each other in wonder.
"I hate it when she does that." muttered Jack, following Emily.
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"Commodore, there is no sign of them. I fear we have lost them and there is no way of finding them at all Sir." Gillette stood very ridged. Almost bracing himself for a bullet. Norrington had been trigger happy,
"very good Gillette. But I have a feeling that I know where they are going. Set course for Tortuga we shall wait for them there."
'Very good Commodore" Gillette clicked his heals and walked away from the commodore, wiping the cold sweat that formed on his brow. Gillette had a nasty feeling that the commodore didn't want to save the Governor at all.
Commodore Norington was sick of the incompetence of his men. He half listened as Gillette fed him some cock and bull story about loosing the black pearl. The commodore's finger itched for his gun. He wanted to put Gillette out of his misery but refrained, Norrington was on autopilot as he gave Gillette orders to sail to Tortuga. He was absorbed in his thoughts about the situation, Jack had lied to him, and he had given up his bargaining tool far too easily. He should have searched the ship for the hostages before handing over Cross-Star. He should have listened to his head and not to his loins, which were burning with the thought of having Elizabeth Swann all to himself. He had thought about Elizabeth while "questioning" Emily. He wondered if it would be the same. Silent screams and the blood. His sheets had been changed but something remained in his room, something daunting and almost evil. Gillette Screamed.
Gillette let out a scream and dropped to his knees. Pain coursed through his veins and he grasped his skull for fear that it might explode. Men were running, confusion and a sudden blackness brought peace to Gillette's mind. He drifted away. Norrington kicked Gillette with his boot, "he is unconscious, well done Mr. Figgs, the blow to the back of his head certainly did quieter him down. Now take him below and chain him to something when he comes around inform me and I shall question him as to why he has collapsed. But make sure you secure him." As Gilletes lifeless form was dragged away the commodore smiled like a shark, he had a plan. "And set sail for Tortuga"
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Jack was sitting on his bed, Elizabeth was sitting next to him holding wills hand, and Will was leaning against the bed, seated on the floor. Emily was sitting in Jacks chair, behind Jacks Desk with her feet propped on Jacks papers. Jack was not happy with the seating arrangements; He should have been sitting at his desk, with his feet propped up. Emily was talking about what Norrington had done, Jack tuned in from his childish cognitive thoughts as she concluded "
... and that's how I ended up on the pearl. Again" Jack felt he needed to say something,
"Again, that's all you can say? You've been missing for year's luv. Not a word. Everyone worried. The Nuns didn't know where you went. Then Bootstrap disappeared with Jo. Then you just show up, and everything's fine, happy happy, joy joy? Look luv, I don't want to know what happened in port Royal, I want to know what in the hell you've been doing for the last eight years. Savvy?" Emily sighed and stood up
"You want to know where I've been." Jack nodded "I've been in hell" Emily wandered over to a port hole and gazed out of it dreamily, not noticing that Jack had reclaimed his chair, and propped his feet on the papers that HE owned.
"I've been in hell...." she repeated softly. Elizabeth made a sympathetic noise that broke the tension in the room. "So tell us about it... if we are going to understand you Emily, we need to know." Emily sighed and looked out the window focusing on the rolling waves far out to sea.
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