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talk, and even LOOK JUST LIKE him!!! Well, I guess it's true. I can't help
being roguish . . . And stuff. BUT JUST READ THE FRIGGING CHAPTER ALREADY!
Chapter 4:
Will Turner gazed out the window of his new house that he now lived in with Elizabeth. The couple was now happily married, and living a peaceful life.
Peaceful, until the rumors started . . .
The hushed whispers and frantic voices stating that Barbossa was back and alive again had come naught too long ago. It was quite a sight to see the atmosphere of Port Royal, so quiet and happy, change to one that was tense and frantic. Those who didn't put a thought to the matter when the rumors started now found themselves anxious and timid as well . . .
Will and Elizabeth, who had of course heard the rumors, didn't know whether to believe them or not. I mean, they had fought Barbossa themselves and knew somewhat of what he was capable of . . . Yet, they had also witnessed firsthand Jack shooting Barbossa, and Barbossa's body falling onto the mound of treasure . . .
But that was only two years ago. Will and Elizabeth had settled down when they had gotten back to Port Royal; after Jack's execution escape, that is. They had gotten married only half a year later, and had found a home that was just right for them to live in. Not too big, like the Governor's manor, but not too small, either. Will still held up his job as a blacksmith, although now he owned the blacksmith's shop instead of being an apprentice. Will and Elizabeth had indeed lived a happy and peaceful life. But only for a while, that is, before the rumors started.
Will watched as the sky turned from a dark red of the sunset to an ever growing dark blue, and soon stars were visible overhead. He heard a voice behind him.
"Will? What are you doing?" Elizabeth asked her husband softly, coming to sit next to him at the window.
"Hmm? Oh, nothing. Just looking at the stars."
"You've been sitting here for an hour, Will. Is there something wrong?"
Will looked at Elizabeth. He sighed a little.
"Well, it's just that . . . I guess I'm a little worried. About the rumors, if they're real or not. Because, if they are . . . then, I don't really know what will happen."
Elizabeth nodded knowingly. It was true, they would not really have a clue as what to do if Barbossa came looking for them . . . But she also knew that Will was worried about Jack. If Barbossa was alive, then he would want to recapture his ship. And at that moment it was in possession of the roguish pirate captain . . . So that could mean that Barbossa would most likely go after Jack.
They sat at the window for a few more moments, until Elizabeth finally said,
"Come Will, let's get some sleep."
Will nodded and followed her to the bedroom.
* * *
"So captain, how're ye planin' on dockin' the ship?" Gibbs asked Jack, who was at the helm. Port Royal lay in front of them, after a day's hard sailing. But now the trouble was . . . Where the heck would they dock the ship? The last time Jack was here, he was almost hanged by the Commodore, and he didn't want to be doing that again. And the Pearl would definitely strike people into thinking that it was probably Barbossa or something . . . So this was tough.
"Hmm . . ." Jack looked around the city and thought of any good places to remain hidden.
"I can see a section of the city that ain't too reserved . . ." said Jack slowly. "If we could make port there, then I doubt that anyone could see the Pearl here . . . If we just stow it somewhere behind those rocks near it, then I'm sure we could even make good time to find Will and Elizabeth."
Gibbs nodded. "Aye captain, I'll inform the crew."
As Gibbs walked off, Jack steered the ship in the direction he had spotted that was perfect for hiding the vessel. It was the middle of the night anyway, so they most likely would not be spotted. He hoped.
* * *
Will heard a crash downstairs. The first thought that came into his mind was robbers, and so he opened his eyes. Elizabeth was soundly sleeping next to him, so apparently she had not heard the noise. He slowly he lifted himself off the bed, careful not to wake her. He grabbed a dagger that was under the bed, retrieved a candle, lit it, and made his way out of the bedroom and down the stairs.
He walked with his back to the wall as he inched forward to the room where he had heard the noise, placing himself right next to the door.
"Bloody table . . ." came a voice from inside the room. Will thought that he had heard that voice before . . .
He took a deep breath and jumped into the room, flashing his dagger at the intruder. A shadowy figure of a person could be seen, standing amongst the wreckage of a toppled table. It freezed when Will cascaded into the room, tense and alert. The figure had an odd stance . . . Where had Will seen it before? And then suddenly, it clicked.
"Jack?" asked Will slowly and uncertainly, drawing closer to the shadowy figure until his face became visible in the candlelight. The man grinned a roguish, metallic smile at Will.
"Nice ta' see you again, Will," said Jack as he looked with amusement at Will's shocked face.
"Jack! I can't believe . . . But why'd . . . And how . . . Elizabeth will be so shocked!" he finally managed to get out.
"Speakin' of the little lady, I suggest you go and wake her so that we can get out of here," Jack responded, now sounding a bit serious.
"What? You're taking us somewhere?" asked Will, surprised even more. "But why? Jack . . . Are the rumors true? Is he back?"
Jack looked at Will for a moment before answering, "Aye lad, that he is. So that is why I need you two out of here as fast as I can, savvy?"
Will nodded and left the room hurriedly, leaving Jack to murmur to himself while trying to upright the table he had stumbled upon, cursing as it merely fell over again. Will ran back into the room shortly after, followed by a flustered looking Elizabeth.
"Jack! Oh my goodness it's been so long!"
"Actually love, it's only been a couple years," replied Jack distractedly as he led the way from the open window, which was most likely the way in which he came in.
"Will said something about taking us somewhere?" Elizabeth asked him.
"That's right. Barbossa is back, just like those rumors you've been hearing I imagine, so you'll have to come with me on the Pearl."
"But can't we get some of our things?"
"No, we have to leave now."
"Jack, why can't we just grab a few things?" inquired Will, supporting his wife. Jack sighed.
"Fine! But be quick, we haven't got all night!"
A few minutes later they were coming out of the house through the open window Jack had used to slip in.
"Why did we have to use the window?" Elizabeth asked him.
"Less chance of being spotted. Now, we have to be quick. The Pearl is resting just off shore behind some rocks over on the east side of the city, so we should get there in good time."
Will and Elizabeth nodded and followed Jack through many hidden ways and alleys. Soon they were upon the shore, but they couldn't see the ship anywhere.
Jack waded into the water until it was up to his waist, and stopped. Will and Elizabeth exchanged glances. Was Jack becoming the mad pirate some people thought he was?
And then, from behind a foundation of rocks, came into view the Black Pearl, gently coming towards them.
Once on board, Will and Elizabeth took a look around. They remembered the Pearl well . . . Only now it was patched up, with white sails instead of black torn ones. They smiled, despite the fact of why they were on the ship in the first place.
Jack was soon at the helm once more, as Gibbs walked up to the couple.
"Hello again, Will! Miss Elizabeth!" Gibbs greeted them. They said hello to their old friend as the Black Pearl pulled out into the ocean, now on its way to Don Barnez.
"I don't suppose you can tell us a little more about what's going on here?" Elizabeth asked him. Will nodded.
"Aye, figured ye wanted to hear 'bout it. Follow me, I'll show ye to yer cabins."
A/N: Chapter four, there ye be! Will and Elizabeth are in the story now, yay. BUT JACK IS BETTER!!! *clears throat as Orlando Bloom/ Legolas fangirls slowly advance, showing off their weapons* So . . . Uh . . . Yeah. Anyways, please send plenty of Reviews so that I don't have to sic my Nazgul upon you! Thank you! *takes out Aragorn sword (which I really do have) and tries to keep back the rabid OB/Legolas fangirls* GET AWAY YOU VILE THINGS!!!!
Chapter 4:
Will Turner gazed out the window of his new house that he now lived in with Elizabeth. The couple was now happily married, and living a peaceful life.
Peaceful, until the rumors started . . .
The hushed whispers and frantic voices stating that Barbossa was back and alive again had come naught too long ago. It was quite a sight to see the atmosphere of Port Royal, so quiet and happy, change to one that was tense and frantic. Those who didn't put a thought to the matter when the rumors started now found themselves anxious and timid as well . . .
Will and Elizabeth, who had of course heard the rumors, didn't know whether to believe them or not. I mean, they had fought Barbossa themselves and knew somewhat of what he was capable of . . . Yet, they had also witnessed firsthand Jack shooting Barbossa, and Barbossa's body falling onto the mound of treasure . . .
But that was only two years ago. Will and Elizabeth had settled down when they had gotten back to Port Royal; after Jack's execution escape, that is. They had gotten married only half a year later, and had found a home that was just right for them to live in. Not too big, like the Governor's manor, but not too small, either. Will still held up his job as a blacksmith, although now he owned the blacksmith's shop instead of being an apprentice. Will and Elizabeth had indeed lived a happy and peaceful life. But only for a while, that is, before the rumors started.
Will watched as the sky turned from a dark red of the sunset to an ever growing dark blue, and soon stars were visible overhead. He heard a voice behind him.
"Will? What are you doing?" Elizabeth asked her husband softly, coming to sit next to him at the window.
"Hmm? Oh, nothing. Just looking at the stars."
"You've been sitting here for an hour, Will. Is there something wrong?"
Will looked at Elizabeth. He sighed a little.
"Well, it's just that . . . I guess I'm a little worried. About the rumors, if they're real or not. Because, if they are . . . then, I don't really know what will happen."
Elizabeth nodded knowingly. It was true, they would not really have a clue as what to do if Barbossa came looking for them . . . But she also knew that Will was worried about Jack. If Barbossa was alive, then he would want to recapture his ship. And at that moment it was in possession of the roguish pirate captain . . . So that could mean that Barbossa would most likely go after Jack.
They sat at the window for a few more moments, until Elizabeth finally said,
"Come Will, let's get some sleep."
Will nodded and followed her to the bedroom.
* * *
"So captain, how're ye planin' on dockin' the ship?" Gibbs asked Jack, who was at the helm. Port Royal lay in front of them, after a day's hard sailing. But now the trouble was . . . Where the heck would they dock the ship? The last time Jack was here, he was almost hanged by the Commodore, and he didn't want to be doing that again. And the Pearl would definitely strike people into thinking that it was probably Barbossa or something . . . So this was tough.
"Hmm . . ." Jack looked around the city and thought of any good places to remain hidden.
"I can see a section of the city that ain't too reserved . . ." said Jack slowly. "If we could make port there, then I doubt that anyone could see the Pearl here . . . If we just stow it somewhere behind those rocks near it, then I'm sure we could even make good time to find Will and Elizabeth."
Gibbs nodded. "Aye captain, I'll inform the crew."
As Gibbs walked off, Jack steered the ship in the direction he had spotted that was perfect for hiding the vessel. It was the middle of the night anyway, so they most likely would not be spotted. He hoped.
* * *
Will heard a crash downstairs. The first thought that came into his mind was robbers, and so he opened his eyes. Elizabeth was soundly sleeping next to him, so apparently she had not heard the noise. He slowly he lifted himself off the bed, careful not to wake her. He grabbed a dagger that was under the bed, retrieved a candle, lit it, and made his way out of the bedroom and down the stairs.
He walked with his back to the wall as he inched forward to the room where he had heard the noise, placing himself right next to the door.
"Bloody table . . ." came a voice from inside the room. Will thought that he had heard that voice before . . .
He took a deep breath and jumped into the room, flashing his dagger at the intruder. A shadowy figure of a person could be seen, standing amongst the wreckage of a toppled table. It freezed when Will cascaded into the room, tense and alert. The figure had an odd stance . . . Where had Will seen it before? And then suddenly, it clicked.
"Jack?" asked Will slowly and uncertainly, drawing closer to the shadowy figure until his face became visible in the candlelight. The man grinned a roguish, metallic smile at Will.
"Nice ta' see you again, Will," said Jack as he looked with amusement at Will's shocked face.
"Jack! I can't believe . . . But why'd . . . And how . . . Elizabeth will be so shocked!" he finally managed to get out.
"Speakin' of the little lady, I suggest you go and wake her so that we can get out of here," Jack responded, now sounding a bit serious.
"What? You're taking us somewhere?" asked Will, surprised even more. "But why? Jack . . . Are the rumors true? Is he back?"
Jack looked at Will for a moment before answering, "Aye lad, that he is. So that is why I need you two out of here as fast as I can, savvy?"
Will nodded and left the room hurriedly, leaving Jack to murmur to himself while trying to upright the table he had stumbled upon, cursing as it merely fell over again. Will ran back into the room shortly after, followed by a flustered looking Elizabeth.
"Jack! Oh my goodness it's been so long!"
"Actually love, it's only been a couple years," replied Jack distractedly as he led the way from the open window, which was most likely the way in which he came in.
"Will said something about taking us somewhere?" Elizabeth asked him.
"That's right. Barbossa is back, just like those rumors you've been hearing I imagine, so you'll have to come with me on the Pearl."
"But can't we get some of our things?"
"No, we have to leave now."
"Jack, why can't we just grab a few things?" inquired Will, supporting his wife. Jack sighed.
"Fine! But be quick, we haven't got all night!"
A few minutes later they were coming out of the house through the open window Jack had used to slip in.
"Why did we have to use the window?" Elizabeth asked him.
"Less chance of being spotted. Now, we have to be quick. The Pearl is resting just off shore behind some rocks over on the east side of the city, so we should get there in good time."
Will and Elizabeth nodded and followed Jack through many hidden ways and alleys. Soon they were upon the shore, but they couldn't see the ship anywhere.
Jack waded into the water until it was up to his waist, and stopped. Will and Elizabeth exchanged glances. Was Jack becoming the mad pirate some people thought he was?
And then, from behind a foundation of rocks, came into view the Black Pearl, gently coming towards them.
Once on board, Will and Elizabeth took a look around. They remembered the Pearl well . . . Only now it was patched up, with white sails instead of black torn ones. They smiled, despite the fact of why they were on the ship in the first place.
Jack was soon at the helm once more, as Gibbs walked up to the couple.
"Hello again, Will! Miss Elizabeth!" Gibbs greeted them. They said hello to their old friend as the Black Pearl pulled out into the ocean, now on its way to Don Barnez.
"I don't suppose you can tell us a little more about what's going on here?" Elizabeth asked him. Will nodded.
"Aye, figured ye wanted to hear 'bout it. Follow me, I'll show ye to yer cabins."
A/N: Chapter four, there ye be! Will and Elizabeth are in the story now, yay. BUT JACK IS BETTER!!! *clears throat as Orlando Bloom/ Legolas fangirls slowly advance, showing off their weapons* So . . . Uh . . . Yeah. Anyways, please send plenty of Reviews so that I don't have to sic my Nazgul upon you! Thank you! *takes out Aragorn sword (which I really do have) and tries to keep back the rabid OB/Legolas fangirls* GET AWAY YOU VILE THINGS!!!!