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Chapter Twelve - The Raven's Call
Ana's laughing died in her throat. She stared in a sort of trance at her older brother.
"What?"
Jack rolled his eyes.
"I said; I love her."
Ana continued to stare.
"Yes, but, Jack, its you!"
"What's that su'posed to mean?"
Ana stepped back, raising an eyebrow. It couldn't be true. She almost felt like laughing again.
"Nothing. Don't worry your little head over it, Captain."
Ana started back up the stairs, back into the moonlight.
Jack felt miserable. He sat back against the wall, mulling over his predicament. He'd had no idea love was this difficult.
Will was standing out on deck, trying to look like a Captain. He occasionally shouted orders, but no one really listened. Then he noticed that Ana-Maria had vanished. He heard her feminine voice cutting through the rough shouts of the men behind him.
"Hello, Will."
He turned.
"I'd rather you called me Captain."
Ana smiled. Will thought she looked strangely like Jack when she did that.
"I been a pirate longer than you. A new Captain is only made when the other one dies, or leaves."
"I thought you knew Jack was dead."
Ana smiled again.
"That's Captain Jack, to you lad, who I've just been talkin' to in the brig."
Ana marched briskly off. Will stood transfixed. Ana risked a glance over her shoulder at the bemused boy. How thick did he think we were?
Elizabeth sat once more alone in her cabin. She felt the ship lurch beneath her feet, as it pulled away from the docks. Standing up slowly, she stepped carefully toward the door. Opening it a fraction, she peered out at the scrambling crew. And there Will stood. He looked so wrong in the backdrop of the pirate ship. Elizabeth sighed, and retreated back into her cabin. He was no Jack Sparrow. 'No Captain Jack Sparrow' she reminded herself.
As the 'Pearl' sailed further away from Tortuga, the night grew darker. Another ship pulled away from the Tortuga docks . . .
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Milla opened her eyes at the sound of the door opening. Her sister re- appeared, nodded to Govenor Swents, and slid away toward the door. Hani and Milla followed her.
Once they were back aboard their own ship, Loua and Hani returned to their cabins. Milla stayed out on deck, seated behind a canon, she let the wind flutter her cowl's hood.
Something troubled her mind. Something that shouldn't be there was there. Breathing. Milla had had this feeling many times before. When her prey had not died. Milla tried to focus her mind. Sparrow. Milla's eyes snapped open. She wanted to get up, now, wanted to kill now. Her work had not been done, and it gave her a nasty rush of fear. She was losing her touch. Suddenly the hue of the night sky caught her attention. Black. Damn, she'd been asleep too long.
Running into her sister's cabin, she shouted;
"Loua! Sparrow lives!"
Loua leapt from her chair, marched out onto deck, and pulled a horn from her sleeve. This failure was un-acceptable. The horn was a small, delicate thing. Blowing into the slimmer end, a un-hear able note echoed through the streets of Tortuga. Men all around the town, stopped their drinking, and answered their ship's call; the Raven's Call.
It was nearly mid-night. Only a few pirates remained on deck of the 'Pearl'. Will was one of them. He sat, almost living in fear of Ana spreading her discovery to the entire crew. It landed him in a sticky mess, and he doubted Jack would jump to the rescue.
A door creaked open, the one from Elizabeth's cabin. Will hid quickly behind a canon, watching her movements. Perhaps she had come to see him. Some hope, said a small part of his mind. It was right. She looked over the deck, then cautiously moved to the stairs, and vanished down into the boat. Will sat back against the canon, and blew a frustrated breath into the night air. She had lied to him. But that wasn't actually what had hurt him the most; he'd already had his suspicions. It was what she was lying about that upset him.
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Chapter Twelve - The Raven's Call
Ana's laughing died in her throat. She stared in a sort of trance at her older brother.
"What?"
Jack rolled his eyes.
"I said; I love her."
Ana continued to stare.
"Yes, but, Jack, its you!"
"What's that su'posed to mean?"
Ana stepped back, raising an eyebrow. It couldn't be true. She almost felt like laughing again.
"Nothing. Don't worry your little head over it, Captain."
Ana started back up the stairs, back into the moonlight.
Jack felt miserable. He sat back against the wall, mulling over his predicament. He'd had no idea love was this difficult.
Will was standing out on deck, trying to look like a Captain. He occasionally shouted orders, but no one really listened. Then he noticed that Ana-Maria had vanished. He heard her feminine voice cutting through the rough shouts of the men behind him.
"Hello, Will."
He turned.
"I'd rather you called me Captain."
Ana smiled. Will thought she looked strangely like Jack when she did that.
"I been a pirate longer than you. A new Captain is only made when the other one dies, or leaves."
"I thought you knew Jack was dead."
Ana smiled again.
"That's Captain Jack, to you lad, who I've just been talkin' to in the brig."
Ana marched briskly off. Will stood transfixed. Ana risked a glance over her shoulder at the bemused boy. How thick did he think we were?
Elizabeth sat once more alone in her cabin. She felt the ship lurch beneath her feet, as it pulled away from the docks. Standing up slowly, she stepped carefully toward the door. Opening it a fraction, she peered out at the scrambling crew. And there Will stood. He looked so wrong in the backdrop of the pirate ship. Elizabeth sighed, and retreated back into her cabin. He was no Jack Sparrow. 'No Captain Jack Sparrow' she reminded herself.
As the 'Pearl' sailed further away from Tortuga, the night grew darker. Another ship pulled away from the Tortuga docks . . .
******************************* (Earlier that day)
Milla opened her eyes at the sound of the door opening. Her sister re- appeared, nodded to Govenor Swents, and slid away toward the door. Hani and Milla followed her.
Once they were back aboard their own ship, Loua and Hani returned to their cabins. Milla stayed out on deck, seated behind a canon, she let the wind flutter her cowl's hood.
Something troubled her mind. Something that shouldn't be there was there. Breathing. Milla had had this feeling many times before. When her prey had not died. Milla tried to focus her mind. Sparrow. Milla's eyes snapped open. She wanted to get up, now, wanted to kill now. Her work had not been done, and it gave her a nasty rush of fear. She was losing her touch. Suddenly the hue of the night sky caught her attention. Black. Damn, she'd been asleep too long.
Running into her sister's cabin, she shouted;
"Loua! Sparrow lives!"
Loua leapt from her chair, marched out onto deck, and pulled a horn from her sleeve. This failure was un-acceptable. The horn was a small, delicate thing. Blowing into the slimmer end, a un-hear able note echoed through the streets of Tortuga. Men all around the town, stopped their drinking, and answered their ship's call; the Raven's Call.
It was nearly mid-night. Only a few pirates remained on deck of the 'Pearl'. Will was one of them. He sat, almost living in fear of Ana spreading her discovery to the entire crew. It landed him in a sticky mess, and he doubted Jack would jump to the rescue.
A door creaked open, the one from Elizabeth's cabin. Will hid quickly behind a canon, watching her movements. Perhaps she had come to see him. Some hope, said a small part of his mind. It was right. She looked over the deck, then cautiously moved to the stairs, and vanished down into the boat. Will sat back against the canon, and blew a frustrated breath into the night air. She had lied to him. But that wasn't actually what had hurt him the most; he'd already had his suspicions. It was what she was lying about that upset him.