Just an Illusion, by Ortain
Chapter 12 – Shadows of the Past
Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean.
Author's Note: Thanks a lot for reviewing guys, u guys have been really nice. : - ), I've been updating a lot recently, with it being Easter and everything. But unfortunately after Easter I might not be updating so much and since this is the day before we go back to school I *sniff, might not update for a while. Not too long though.
XPUNKROCKGODESSX: hehe, maybe they didn't have martial arts but...I meant the fighting sort of stuff. : - )
Also I've been trying to do italics but they never turn out in italics so never mind.
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Jack saw that his hostage had fallen asleep, she looked different than when she was awake. She was feisty (courtesy to one of my reviewers, confuzable) and aggressive. She was still holding the rose and the letter.
He carried her gently to her bed and put the rose beside her. She rolled over onto the rose and awoke suddenly because one of the thorns had pricked her face.
Josephine saw Jack sitting on her bed with his hand on her waist. "ARGH!" she yelled jumping out of bed, the rose rolled off the bed onto the floor.
"YOU PERVERTED ASS HOLE." Yelled Josephine. She was over-reacting and she knew it, Jack had probably only carried her to bed so she wouldn't have to sleep on the floor. But for once it felt good to over-react. She wanted to yell at Jack, vent all of her anger on him, he was the sole cause for her anger.
She raised a hand to slap him but he caught her wrist. "And I thought you cared." She snapped in a sarcastic voice.
Jack looked confused. "None of this would have happened if you didn't bloody kidnap me, you arrogant greedy bastard." Josephine hissed. "For the past three weeks, you've kept me hostage, you've turned my life upside down. You've messed with my heart and then you've broken it. I don't think I've met someone as selfish as yourself."
Jack was surprised, he didn't think any woman would dare to talk to him like that. He was used to charming people, not being yelled at. In fact the only woman who had ever yelled at him was Elizabeth Swann, but she was well out of reach.
Josephine's foot made contact with Jack's stomach, not unlike when they first met. But it didn't really hurt much, maybe it was because Josephine was holding back.
Jack wrapped his arms around Josephine's waist trying to calm her down but it was like grabbing hold of a lively fish. She slid out of his arms onto the floor. They continued to wrestle like this, Jack, receiving several nasty bruises and even a bite mark from Josephine.
She didn't know what her aim was. She just wanted to hurt Jack. Maybe this was enough, maybe he had already learned that she wasn't a whore he could tame and bring to bed.
Her hesitation provided enough time for Jack to pin her down on the floor. "Stop..." he panted. "What are you trying to do?"
Josephine wriggled free and slapped him. She was too quick for him to dodge it. She noticed that his leg bandage was soaked with blood. A pang of guilt hit her but then was quickly overcome by anger.
She got up off the floor and left in search of something to eat.
Jack lay down on the floor. He would never have kidnapped Josephine if he knew she'd be spitting fire at him at any chance possible. She was obviously trained in defending herself. But she had nowhere to go.
Oh deck Jack suddenly heard a woman scream and there was a loud crash. He unwillingly picked himself off the floor. Josephine had probably slipped, he groaned. He wasn't about to go through another round of avoiding bites and punches.
Jack hobbled into the bathroom and started to replace his bandages.
Meanwhile Josephine had had another vision, or nightmare as one could call it. But this time it was more than a vision.
The outline of a man had formed itself on deck. AnaMaria who was steering the ship then had backed so far into the rail away from the form that she had completely let go of the steering wheel. Gibbs had dropped many plates he had just washed onto the floor. Mr. Cotton's parrot had flown right at the form and appeared at the other side. It appeared not solid.
"Barbossa, it's not possible." Breathed Gibbs.
The figure laughed. "When your Captain killed me, he forgot one very important thing. I'm Captain Barbossa."
"That's my line." Said Jack, emotionless. He emerged from his room. "God, what happened to ye, ye look terrible."
Barbossa chuckled. "Jack...Jack, I've come, with a bit of unfinished business. As you can see, I am not real, just a shadow of the past. But I can be very real." He drew a sword from his belt and grabbed Josephine placing the sword to her throat.
She tried to elbow him in the stomach but her arm went right through his stomach. But she could not escape, it was hard to tell if she was immobilized by fear or something else.
"Looks like ye've picked up somethin' ye didn't have last time Jack, let me guess, another one of your whores." Barbossa tore Josephine's sleeve revealing her bare arm, then he ran his sword along it. It was not a deep cut, a drop of blood fell to the floor. "Or is she more important to ye than that."
Josephine's expression was a mixture of confusion and fear. "Ye don' know who I am do'ya." Said Barbossa in her ear. "I'm your beau's adversary, and he had a little run in with me not long ago, it resulted in...not in the best way with me. But one thing Jack didn't know." Barbossa looked up. "I'd be back for him."
Barbossa placed the sword to Josephine's throat again.
"What d'ya want Barbossa" said Jack losing some of his composure.
Barbossa chuckled "I want you dead, and now more than a curse has been placed on me. You however are rid of a curse. Understand Jack? I can't be killed, but you can."
"Look the girl's nothing to do with this so why don't you just let her go. This is between me and you, savvy?" Jack seemed nervous and jumpy, quite unlike his usual self.
"Oh no, I don't think so." Snarled Barbossa. "You see, I've gone past the stage of trying to hurt you physically, I think something that affects you mentally would have more of an effect."
He once again removed the sword from Josephine's throat and placed it around her waist, pressing the blade on her flesh. She screamed as the blade cut into her.
"No." said Jack. "Stop." He saw blood on Josephine's shirt.
"Ah, you want to make a bargain with me do ya." Barbossa smiled. "I'm a broke man now, me crew ain't with me, you've stolen my ship. I'm want you to make me Captain, and you and yer lass will do anything I tell ye to, anything at all. Or else, ye'd be really sorry."
Jack nodded timidly. He was already formulating a plan though, Barbossa wasn't even real, just a shadow of the past, just an illusion.
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Ok, that was a sort of long chapter, not really too long but longer than what I've ever done. Well maybe not the longest but....never mind.
Please review, thxxxxxxxxx. Brownies to all reviewers.
Ortain
Chapter 12 – Shadows of the Past
Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean.
Author's Note: Thanks a lot for reviewing guys, u guys have been really nice. : - ), I've been updating a lot recently, with it being Easter and everything. But unfortunately after Easter I might not be updating so much and since this is the day before we go back to school I *sniff, might not update for a while. Not too long though.
XPUNKROCKGODESSX: hehe, maybe they didn't have martial arts but...I meant the fighting sort of stuff. : - )
Also I've been trying to do italics but they never turn out in italics so never mind.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*~*~*~*~*~*
Jack saw that his hostage had fallen asleep, she looked different than when she was awake. She was feisty (courtesy to one of my reviewers, confuzable) and aggressive. She was still holding the rose and the letter.
He carried her gently to her bed and put the rose beside her. She rolled over onto the rose and awoke suddenly because one of the thorns had pricked her face.
Josephine saw Jack sitting on her bed with his hand on her waist. "ARGH!" she yelled jumping out of bed, the rose rolled off the bed onto the floor.
"YOU PERVERTED ASS HOLE." Yelled Josephine. She was over-reacting and she knew it, Jack had probably only carried her to bed so she wouldn't have to sleep on the floor. But for once it felt good to over-react. She wanted to yell at Jack, vent all of her anger on him, he was the sole cause for her anger.
She raised a hand to slap him but he caught her wrist. "And I thought you cared." She snapped in a sarcastic voice.
Jack looked confused. "None of this would have happened if you didn't bloody kidnap me, you arrogant greedy bastard." Josephine hissed. "For the past three weeks, you've kept me hostage, you've turned my life upside down. You've messed with my heart and then you've broken it. I don't think I've met someone as selfish as yourself."
Jack was surprised, he didn't think any woman would dare to talk to him like that. He was used to charming people, not being yelled at. In fact the only woman who had ever yelled at him was Elizabeth Swann, but she was well out of reach.
Josephine's foot made contact with Jack's stomach, not unlike when they first met. But it didn't really hurt much, maybe it was because Josephine was holding back.
Jack wrapped his arms around Josephine's waist trying to calm her down but it was like grabbing hold of a lively fish. She slid out of his arms onto the floor. They continued to wrestle like this, Jack, receiving several nasty bruises and even a bite mark from Josephine.
She didn't know what her aim was. She just wanted to hurt Jack. Maybe this was enough, maybe he had already learned that she wasn't a whore he could tame and bring to bed.
Her hesitation provided enough time for Jack to pin her down on the floor. "Stop..." he panted. "What are you trying to do?"
Josephine wriggled free and slapped him. She was too quick for him to dodge it. She noticed that his leg bandage was soaked with blood. A pang of guilt hit her but then was quickly overcome by anger.
She got up off the floor and left in search of something to eat.
Jack lay down on the floor. He would never have kidnapped Josephine if he knew she'd be spitting fire at him at any chance possible. She was obviously trained in defending herself. But she had nowhere to go.
Oh deck Jack suddenly heard a woman scream and there was a loud crash. He unwillingly picked himself off the floor. Josephine had probably slipped, he groaned. He wasn't about to go through another round of avoiding bites and punches.
Jack hobbled into the bathroom and started to replace his bandages.
Meanwhile Josephine had had another vision, or nightmare as one could call it. But this time it was more than a vision.
The outline of a man had formed itself on deck. AnaMaria who was steering the ship then had backed so far into the rail away from the form that she had completely let go of the steering wheel. Gibbs had dropped many plates he had just washed onto the floor. Mr. Cotton's parrot had flown right at the form and appeared at the other side. It appeared not solid.
"Barbossa, it's not possible." Breathed Gibbs.
The figure laughed. "When your Captain killed me, he forgot one very important thing. I'm Captain Barbossa."
"That's my line." Said Jack, emotionless. He emerged from his room. "God, what happened to ye, ye look terrible."
Barbossa chuckled. "Jack...Jack, I've come, with a bit of unfinished business. As you can see, I am not real, just a shadow of the past. But I can be very real." He drew a sword from his belt and grabbed Josephine placing the sword to her throat.
She tried to elbow him in the stomach but her arm went right through his stomach. But she could not escape, it was hard to tell if she was immobilized by fear or something else.
"Looks like ye've picked up somethin' ye didn't have last time Jack, let me guess, another one of your whores." Barbossa tore Josephine's sleeve revealing her bare arm, then he ran his sword along it. It was not a deep cut, a drop of blood fell to the floor. "Or is she more important to ye than that."
Josephine's expression was a mixture of confusion and fear. "Ye don' know who I am do'ya." Said Barbossa in her ear. "I'm your beau's adversary, and he had a little run in with me not long ago, it resulted in...not in the best way with me. But one thing Jack didn't know." Barbossa looked up. "I'd be back for him."
Barbossa placed the sword to Josephine's throat again.
"What d'ya want Barbossa" said Jack losing some of his composure.
Barbossa chuckled "I want you dead, and now more than a curse has been placed on me. You however are rid of a curse. Understand Jack? I can't be killed, but you can."
"Look the girl's nothing to do with this so why don't you just let her go. This is between me and you, savvy?" Jack seemed nervous and jumpy, quite unlike his usual self.
"Oh no, I don't think so." Snarled Barbossa. "You see, I've gone past the stage of trying to hurt you physically, I think something that affects you mentally would have more of an effect."
He once again removed the sword from Josephine's throat and placed it around her waist, pressing the blade on her flesh. She screamed as the blade cut into her.
"No." said Jack. "Stop." He saw blood on Josephine's shirt.
"Ah, you want to make a bargain with me do ya." Barbossa smiled. "I'm a broke man now, me crew ain't with me, you've stolen my ship. I'm want you to make me Captain, and you and yer lass will do anything I tell ye to, anything at all. Or else, ye'd be really sorry."
Jack nodded timidly. He was already formulating a plan though, Barbossa wasn't even real, just a shadow of the past, just an illusion.
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Ok, that was a sort of long chapter, not really too long but longer than what I've ever done. Well maybe not the longest but....never mind.
Please review, thxxxxxxxxx. Brownies to all reviewers.
Ortain