Falling Behind
Jack tried desperately to inhale but his feet kept slipping off the sword that had been hurled under his feet. Tears rose to his eyes from scarcity of air. Why should I live? The thought startled him and the sudden footing he had almost had slipped. He met the sword again and managed to wobble onto it. Why should I live? No one needs me. Even me own crew abandons me. Why even Scarlet…Bloody idiot, Will needs you! He glanced around as far as he could. His hands were bound, his sword had been removed, and there was no way to escape. How did you escape last time? The words rang. How did you escape last time? He had waited, for either the rumrunners or the sea turtles (whichever story you believed) he had waited. Looks like you have your bloody friend Norrington to thank for that. His feet slid off and he would have choked to death had it not been for a sword cutting through the rope.
Norrington's sword.
He watched as Jack fell. Even now he wasn't quite sure why he had thrown it, perhaps he never would. He had given the pirate a day's head start the last time he had disengaged. But Jack had escaped without his help last time. So why was he helping him now? I'm supposed to be a Commodore, a person in command. So why am I not doing that?
Will jumped back. This man knew how to sword fight and he was good at it. He was forcing Will into a retreat while his companion was battling Jack. Isn't this where Jack escaped the last time? This is either madness or brilliance… With a few clever tricks and twists that came with practicing three hours a day he managed to grab Jack (Captain, Captain Jack) and throw the both of them backwards into the vast sea.
Jack resurfaced swiftly. If I ever get me 'ands on that boy I'm gonna'… He looked around. Where's Will? He should have surfaced by now. Rapidly Jack dove under the water. I hope this kohl is waterproof. Where are ye lad? Then something caught Jack's eye. A hand drifted somewhere in the distance ahead. Jack reached out and caught it in his own. Ye're an idiot, I hope you know that Will. Hastily Jack broke the surface of the water carrying Will. A swift glance upward proved that no one was looking down on him. They've probably gone to go get their boats. The faster we're out of here the better! We're gonna' need a boat…ship!
Gliding along they reached an aquatic chariot that was conveniently abandoned. It was small but fast or so it appeared to Jack. El Gorrion…hm, properly named. Now how are we going to…ah! A series of small steps made their way up to the deck of the Gorrion. Seems almost a bit too convenient don't it? Will groaned and Jack realized that his friend needed to lie down. Probably hit his head on the rocks… Jack climbed quickly up the steps and came face to face with the end of a pistol.
"¿Quién es usted? ¿Qué quiere usted? ¡Advierto usted que esta cosa es cargada!" ("Who are you? What do you want? I'm warning you that this thing is loaded!") The hooded figure cocked the gun at Jack.
"¡No dispare! Tengo a un hombre inconsciente que necesita ayuda. Necesitamos un barco." ("Do not shoot! I have an unconscious man that needs help. We need a ship.")
"Deme una razón buena no a." ("Give me one good reason not to.")
"Porque yo lo sé Sra. Ara Subio. ¿No me dispararía usted lo hago adora? Especialmente después que yo lo salvé de esa isla…" ("Because I know you Ara Subio. You would not shoot me would you love? Particularly after I saved you from that island…") The gun rattled to the floor and the hood fell back to reveal a young Spanish woman. Her dark eyes glared at Jack.
"¿Cómo supo usted era yo?" ("How did you know it was me?")
Jack raised an eyebrow. "Porque sólo usted hablaría español en un barco inglés y llevaría un fusil inglés al hablando español en un barco inglés. ¿Entendimiento?" ("Because only you would speak Spanish on an English ship and carry an English gun while speaking Spanish on an English ship. Savvy?")
"Y sólo usted tiene la bravura suficiente para me dice que en español en un barco inglés. Ellos me dejaron para proteger el barco...but que creo que usted lo puede commander exitosamente." ("And only you would have the guts to tell me that in Spanish on an English ship. They left me to guard the ship...but I believe you can commandeer it successfully.")
Will groaned again and Jack swung onto deck. "Movamos rápidamente entonces." ("Let's move quickly then.")
A/N: I'm sorry this took forever! Life has become very busy so I'll try to update when I can. Thanks again to annab1989 for editing! Oh, and I know the name of the ship is Spanish but that will be explained in the next chapter (hopefully). A thank you to all my reviewers!