Just an Illusion, by Ortain
Chapter 6 – The Meaning of Love
Disclaimer: This fanfiction includes characters from Pirates of the Caribbean which I don't own, and lines from Meet Joe Black which I really like so I decided to put them in. Again neither belong to me, they belong to the producer, director of the movies.
Author's Note: I've really been looking forward to this chapter because I'm going to add my favourite, well one of my favourite movie lines to it. Enjoy!
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Jack felt rather concerned about his hostage, true, she was overreacting a little but maybe she deserved a little pity. He cleared up the plates that she had left on the side of the ship and went to bed, deciding to deal with the matter the next day.
The next morning Josephine was not out on deck as early as she should have been. Jack openned the door to his cabin. She was asleep.
He sat on her bed, or rather, his bed and touched her cheek. Instantly Josephine jerked awake, she screamed and even though she was fully clothed she grabbed the sheets towards her chest and backed away.
"What the fuck are you doing in my room?" Josephine snapped.
"Looks like someone's feeling rather grouchy this morning, and it's my room and my bed." Jack grinned at Josephine. She looked exceptionally cute with her hair all messed up.
Josephine paused and glared at Jack. Then she moved towards the door. "I'm going for breakfast." She said. Jack blocked her path. "Get out of my way." Josephine's voice grew louder and more irritated, she was in a very bad mood for having being woken up by Jack. She had no tolerance for any opposition at the moment.
"Calm down luv." Said Jack
Josephine felt as thought suddenly the whole world had gone silent, then "Kill him, hurt him." Said a voice in Josephine's head. Her vision was suddenly obscured by blood, again, Jack's blood. She saw herself holding a pistol with a smile on her face,
"ARGH!" Screamed Josephihne, she fell to the ground with her hands clutching her head. "STOP!" yelled Josephine. Jack's blank face stared up at her, pale, face. He was unmistakably dead. "No! I didn't do it." Yelled Josephine again.
"Murder him." Said the same cackling voice in Josephine's head. It was evil, it was convincing. "Just kill him and you'll be free."
"NOOO!" yelled Josephine. She couldn't resist the voice's seductiveness even though it sounded evil. She picked up the pistol that Jack had left on the dresser when he came in and pointed at him.
More than anything she wanted to obey the voice inside her head. But then after a while her conscience took over and she put the gun down. Josephhine once again crumpled to the floor.
Jack caught her. This was not the second time she had acted like this. She had screamed and held her head in her hands. It seemed to be some kind of hallucination. The hallucination always seemed to be ending with his hostage picking up something dangerous and pointing it at him. Then she would drop it and then crumple to the floor crying.
"Don't worry luv, it's ok." Said Jack in a soothing voice. "What did you hear just now? What dya see?" Jack patted Josephine's back awkwardly.
"The voices," she sobbed. "I hear voices. I hear them at night, and there's so much blood." Jack couldn't make the head or tail of what she was saying.
Josephine sniffed a little and stopped crying. "Sorry." She murmured.
"Great." Thought Jack. "I have not only had the misfortune of kidnapping a rather aggressive young lady but one who is not entirely sane." He tried to change the subject.
"I'm sure your parent will send us ransom soon." Jack returned to one of his favourite subjects, his money. "I mean your parents must have loved you once."
"Once." Replied Josephine. She still seemed severely shaken from the events of just now. She were sometimes disturbed by thoughts such as this at night but perceived them only as nightmares.
"Well, I'm sure they still love ye. They're just stalling time." Jack tried but failed miserably to comfort his hostage. Why was he doing this anyway, no point really. He was trying to get ransom from this girl's parents, no point comforting her, he wasn't a psychiatrist. He got up. And made it towards the door.
"Nothing lasts." Said Josephine. She repeated herself. "Especially not love." This caught Jack's attention.
"Love lasts forever, I can prove that to you."
"No you can't" replied Josephine. "I'll bet you my life that it doesn't."
"Well I'll betcha my life it does. But firs', define love." Jack asked.
"Love is the feeling that makes your heart beat faster when the object of your love walks past. Love is the everlasting passion that keeps you awake at night thinking about the object of your love. Love is the feeling of eternal affection for a man or woman. Love is forgetting everything in the world, leaving all your cares behind when you're with the object of your love. Love is the act of being willing to give up anything and everything for the man or woman you love."
"And is that the meaning of love according to you?" Jack asked with an eyebrow raised.
"Multiply it by infinity, and take it to the depth of forever, and you will still have barely a glimpse of what I'm talking about." Josephine was not a pessimistic person, but she did believe that nothing lasted forever, certainly not love.
"I'll prove to you that love lasts forever, in some way or another." Said Jack, suddenly serious.
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Ok, another chapter done. I know the above chapter seemed a little Mary-sue- ish but life is full of Mary Sue's. Whatever. Please don't flame. And please review. Thxxxxx Really chocolaty brownies to all reviewers. And cookies, whichever you prefer. (
Ortain.
Chapter 6 – The Meaning of Love
Disclaimer: This fanfiction includes characters from Pirates of the Caribbean which I don't own, and lines from Meet Joe Black which I really like so I decided to put them in. Again neither belong to me, they belong to the producer, director of the movies.
Author's Note: I've really been looking forward to this chapter because I'm going to add my favourite, well one of my favourite movie lines to it. Enjoy!
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Jack felt rather concerned about his hostage, true, she was overreacting a little but maybe she deserved a little pity. He cleared up the plates that she had left on the side of the ship and went to bed, deciding to deal with the matter the next day.
The next morning Josephine was not out on deck as early as she should have been. Jack openned the door to his cabin. She was asleep.
He sat on her bed, or rather, his bed and touched her cheek. Instantly Josephine jerked awake, she screamed and even though she was fully clothed she grabbed the sheets towards her chest and backed away.
"What the fuck are you doing in my room?" Josephine snapped.
"Looks like someone's feeling rather grouchy this morning, and it's my room and my bed." Jack grinned at Josephine. She looked exceptionally cute with her hair all messed up.
Josephine paused and glared at Jack. Then she moved towards the door. "I'm going for breakfast." She said. Jack blocked her path. "Get out of my way." Josephine's voice grew louder and more irritated, she was in a very bad mood for having being woken up by Jack. She had no tolerance for any opposition at the moment.
"Calm down luv." Said Jack
Josephine felt as thought suddenly the whole world had gone silent, then "Kill him, hurt him." Said a voice in Josephine's head. Her vision was suddenly obscured by blood, again, Jack's blood. She saw herself holding a pistol with a smile on her face,
"ARGH!" Screamed Josephihne, she fell to the ground with her hands clutching her head. "STOP!" yelled Josephine. Jack's blank face stared up at her, pale, face. He was unmistakably dead. "No! I didn't do it." Yelled Josephine again.
"Murder him." Said the same cackling voice in Josephine's head. It was evil, it was convincing. "Just kill him and you'll be free."
"NOOO!" yelled Josephine. She couldn't resist the voice's seductiveness even though it sounded evil. She picked up the pistol that Jack had left on the dresser when he came in and pointed at him.
More than anything she wanted to obey the voice inside her head. But then after a while her conscience took over and she put the gun down. Josephhine once again crumpled to the floor.
Jack caught her. This was not the second time she had acted like this. She had screamed and held her head in her hands. It seemed to be some kind of hallucination. The hallucination always seemed to be ending with his hostage picking up something dangerous and pointing it at him. Then she would drop it and then crumple to the floor crying.
"Don't worry luv, it's ok." Said Jack in a soothing voice. "What did you hear just now? What dya see?" Jack patted Josephine's back awkwardly.
"The voices," she sobbed. "I hear voices. I hear them at night, and there's so much blood." Jack couldn't make the head or tail of what she was saying.
Josephine sniffed a little and stopped crying. "Sorry." She murmured.
"Great." Thought Jack. "I have not only had the misfortune of kidnapping a rather aggressive young lady but one who is not entirely sane." He tried to change the subject.
"I'm sure your parent will send us ransom soon." Jack returned to one of his favourite subjects, his money. "I mean your parents must have loved you once."
"Once." Replied Josephine. She still seemed severely shaken from the events of just now. She were sometimes disturbed by thoughts such as this at night but perceived them only as nightmares.
"Well, I'm sure they still love ye. They're just stalling time." Jack tried but failed miserably to comfort his hostage. Why was he doing this anyway, no point really. He was trying to get ransom from this girl's parents, no point comforting her, he wasn't a psychiatrist. He got up. And made it towards the door.
"Nothing lasts." Said Josephine. She repeated herself. "Especially not love." This caught Jack's attention.
"Love lasts forever, I can prove that to you."
"No you can't" replied Josephine. "I'll bet you my life that it doesn't."
"Well I'll betcha my life it does. But firs', define love." Jack asked.
"Love is the feeling that makes your heart beat faster when the object of your love walks past. Love is the everlasting passion that keeps you awake at night thinking about the object of your love. Love is the feeling of eternal affection for a man or woman. Love is forgetting everything in the world, leaving all your cares behind when you're with the object of your love. Love is the act of being willing to give up anything and everything for the man or woman you love."
"And is that the meaning of love according to you?" Jack asked with an eyebrow raised.
"Multiply it by infinity, and take it to the depth of forever, and you will still have barely a glimpse of what I'm talking about." Josephine was not a pessimistic person, but she did believe that nothing lasted forever, certainly not love.
"I'll prove to you that love lasts forever, in some way or another." Said Jack, suddenly serious.
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Ok, another chapter done. I know the above chapter seemed a little Mary-sue- ish but life is full of Mary Sue's. Whatever. Please don't flame. And please review. Thxxxxx Really chocolaty brownies to all reviewers. And cookies, whichever you prefer. (
Ortain.