Ok, please just let me say thanks to all my reviewers. Allow me also to say
how much I'd like them to review my other story, 'Before'. May be re-titled
to 'This is Life'. * Cough* Plug *cough *
Usual disclaimer. I.e it disclaims all rumours etc that this story actually has a plot. JOKE! Of course it has a plot, I own it, but sadly not Johnny Depp/Jack Sparrow or Orlando Bloom/Will Turner. Or anyone else.
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Chapter Fifteen - Barging In
Ana leant over the side, breathing in the cool sea air. It was something, being a sailor. It was only very slowly that she realised where the ship was headed. Pondering the matter, she began looking around for Gibbs. He was up by the wheel, a large bottle of something intoxicating in one hand, the wheel in the other.
"Gibbs, which way we headed?"
Gibbs looked down at her. His eyes took a long time to focus, or so it seemed to Ana. Suddenly, his eyes rolled upwards, and he flopped limply over the wheel, making the ship lurch violently. Several crewmembers nearly fell over.
"Gibbs!"
Ana was about to rush up to the wheel, when a slim, black clad figure appeared behind him. Ana almost yelled out in shock. The figure began to move toward her, raising a long, slim vial. At the same time, it reached inside it's voluminous garment, withdrawing a black gem. The precious looking jewel immediately drew in Ana. As she stepped closer, a silky soft voice whispered;
"Where is Jack Sparrow?"
Ana was close to reaching for the tempting gem, when the sound of her brother's name seemed to wake her from a trance. Leaning immediately back, she glared at the figure.
"What are ye tryin' to do?"
The figure did not answer, but began swinging the jewel on a chain from side to side. Ana folded her arms and smirked at the figure.
"Oh please. That's mumbo jumbo, land lubber stuff!"
The figure stopped. Ana suddenly realised that the rest of the crew had not come to her aid. Turning quickly, she saw that they were all either slumped or at the gunpoint of another pirate crew.
Facing her oppressor, Ana suddenly felt a gun at her neck. Another slippery voice whispered;
"Show us where he is."
Ana stayed where she was. The gun was lowered, and the two figures slid away towards the cabin. Ana cried out, and tried to stop them. Instead she fell over. Her ankles were bound together. A third black clad figure slipped out from behind her, folding a coil of rope into it's sleeve. It followed it's counterparts, leaving Ana steaming and cursing on the deck.
Loua opened the cabin door. At a glance she saw a girl, tending to a man's wounds The girl and the man, obviously a pirate, were the two she had shown William Turner. Loua had no idea who they were. She had simply shown Will his hearts desire, a strange skill she had acquired with the loss of her ability to accomplish her own. Obviously it was the girl. It wasn't Loua's fault she'd been with the other man.
Jack's eyes went round as cannonballs at the sight of the strange form gazing intently at him from the door. He just knew she was from the 'Raven'.
"Elizabeth!"
Elizabeth spun round, and screamed. The dark figure behind her advanced, lowering a large hood to reveal ruby red lips in a pale face. But the eyes. White-eyes. Like moons, glowing out at her. The woman looked like a ghost.
"Hello, Elizabeth."
The woman said pleasantly. Her attention turned to the pirate.
"You must be the famous Captain Jack Sparrow. Very nice to see you."
Jack mouthed something incomprehensible.
The woman walked toward Jack. She continued to smile.
She peered at him, bending down to bring her strange eyes up close to his. Jack leaned back, trying to slide away up the bed, but he couldn't move. The woman brought her lips perilously close to his own, and Jack fervently hoped he could resist. He shut his eyes and re-doubled his efforts to get away.
Loua nearly managed it. Nearly managed to see he hearts desire of Captain Jack Sparrow. It was merely a passing interest to see what really motivated him. Interesting to know, but pointless. He would be dead soon.
As she leaned in closer, Loua, felt a sudden harsh pain on her cheek.
"Leave him alone!"
It was the girl. She had slapped her. How dare she slap Loua Raven!
Elizabeth was standing now, shivering with a mixture of anger and fear. Jack was still staring dazed at the woman. But not at her eyes. There was a large black jewel clutched in her deathly white hand.
Loua stood up too, and looked right at Elizabeth. Reaching inside her voluminous robes, she produced a gun. Raising it, she aimed the barrel at Elizabeth's forehead.
Jack dragged his eyes from the horrifyingly beautiful jewel to his beloved Elizabeth.
"Hang on a moment, love." He said, standing up and facing the black-cloaked woman. "What have ye got on either of us? You come bargin' in 'ere like you own the place."
Loua stared at the man. With a nasty smile, she turned toward him in one smooth motion, pressing the end of the gun into his chest. There was a loud, sudden bang . . .
Usual disclaimer. I.e it disclaims all rumours etc that this story actually has a plot. JOKE! Of course it has a plot, I own it, but sadly not Johnny Depp/Jack Sparrow or Orlando Bloom/Will Turner. Or anyone else.
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Chapter Fifteen - Barging In
Ana leant over the side, breathing in the cool sea air. It was something, being a sailor. It was only very slowly that she realised where the ship was headed. Pondering the matter, she began looking around for Gibbs. He was up by the wheel, a large bottle of something intoxicating in one hand, the wheel in the other.
"Gibbs, which way we headed?"
Gibbs looked down at her. His eyes took a long time to focus, or so it seemed to Ana. Suddenly, his eyes rolled upwards, and he flopped limply over the wheel, making the ship lurch violently. Several crewmembers nearly fell over.
"Gibbs!"
Ana was about to rush up to the wheel, when a slim, black clad figure appeared behind him. Ana almost yelled out in shock. The figure began to move toward her, raising a long, slim vial. At the same time, it reached inside it's voluminous garment, withdrawing a black gem. The precious looking jewel immediately drew in Ana. As she stepped closer, a silky soft voice whispered;
"Where is Jack Sparrow?"
Ana was close to reaching for the tempting gem, when the sound of her brother's name seemed to wake her from a trance. Leaning immediately back, she glared at the figure.
"What are ye tryin' to do?"
The figure did not answer, but began swinging the jewel on a chain from side to side. Ana folded her arms and smirked at the figure.
"Oh please. That's mumbo jumbo, land lubber stuff!"
The figure stopped. Ana suddenly realised that the rest of the crew had not come to her aid. Turning quickly, she saw that they were all either slumped or at the gunpoint of another pirate crew.
Facing her oppressor, Ana suddenly felt a gun at her neck. Another slippery voice whispered;
"Show us where he is."
Ana stayed where she was. The gun was lowered, and the two figures slid away towards the cabin. Ana cried out, and tried to stop them. Instead she fell over. Her ankles were bound together. A third black clad figure slipped out from behind her, folding a coil of rope into it's sleeve. It followed it's counterparts, leaving Ana steaming and cursing on the deck.
Loua opened the cabin door. At a glance she saw a girl, tending to a man's wounds The girl and the man, obviously a pirate, were the two she had shown William Turner. Loua had no idea who they were. She had simply shown Will his hearts desire, a strange skill she had acquired with the loss of her ability to accomplish her own. Obviously it was the girl. It wasn't Loua's fault she'd been with the other man.
Jack's eyes went round as cannonballs at the sight of the strange form gazing intently at him from the door. He just knew she was from the 'Raven'.
"Elizabeth!"
Elizabeth spun round, and screamed. The dark figure behind her advanced, lowering a large hood to reveal ruby red lips in a pale face. But the eyes. White-eyes. Like moons, glowing out at her. The woman looked like a ghost.
"Hello, Elizabeth."
The woman said pleasantly. Her attention turned to the pirate.
"You must be the famous Captain Jack Sparrow. Very nice to see you."
Jack mouthed something incomprehensible.
The woman walked toward Jack. She continued to smile.
She peered at him, bending down to bring her strange eyes up close to his. Jack leaned back, trying to slide away up the bed, but he couldn't move. The woman brought her lips perilously close to his own, and Jack fervently hoped he could resist. He shut his eyes and re-doubled his efforts to get away.
Loua nearly managed it. Nearly managed to see he hearts desire of Captain Jack Sparrow. It was merely a passing interest to see what really motivated him. Interesting to know, but pointless. He would be dead soon.
As she leaned in closer, Loua, felt a sudden harsh pain on her cheek.
"Leave him alone!"
It was the girl. She had slapped her. How dare she slap Loua Raven!
Elizabeth was standing now, shivering with a mixture of anger and fear. Jack was still staring dazed at the woman. But not at her eyes. There was a large black jewel clutched in her deathly white hand.
Loua stood up too, and looked right at Elizabeth. Reaching inside her voluminous robes, she produced a gun. Raising it, she aimed the barrel at Elizabeth's forehead.
Jack dragged his eyes from the horrifyingly beautiful jewel to his beloved Elizabeth.
"Hang on a moment, love." He said, standing up and facing the black-cloaked woman. "What have ye got on either of us? You come bargin' in 'ere like you own the place."
Loua stared at the man. With a nasty smile, she turned toward him in one smooth motion, pressing the end of the gun into his chest. There was a loud, sudden bang . . .