A/N: GUESS WHAT!!! My sister-in-law, who is 24, just had a baby boy on Feb.
13!!!!! He is ADORABLE
I've decided to give you an "explaining stuff" chappie. This chappie is just going to be flashbacks, explaining stuff better. I might add a little TORTUGA in this chapter, but most of the TORTUGA stuff will take place in the next chappie, which I haven't even written yet. WARNING: THIS CHAPTER WILL BE PRETTY LONG, SO ORDER YOURSELF A PIZZA, CAUSE IT'LL BE AWHILE.
Did You Know: The celebrity world is now beyond my reach. Sorry.
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These three thingies above are ONLY for this chapter, just so you know.
DISCLAIMER: Please. If you're this far into reading this fic, you should know by now what's mine and what's not.
CHAPTER 12: A LOT OF STUFF THAT IS IMPORTANT TO THE PLOT
~~* FLASHBACK #1
Joseph Norrington walked up to Clarissa Turner, taking her hand in his. He spoke softly, looking up at the sunset. They were alone at the top of the fort, and Clarissa had just barely turned twelve.
"Claire," said the fourteen-year-old who was the son of the commanding officer of Port Royal, "I have been thinking. You know I like you, and as more than just a friend. And I think it's time for us to move another step forward."
"Joseph, no. I'm barely 12, and you're only 14. It's too early. And I don't like you like that. We've been friends all our lives, so why change it now?" Claire replied.
He grasped her hand tighter. "Exactly," He said, "For nearly 12 years, we've done things together only as friends. I think we need to move on." He leaned in closer to Claire's face. She was terrified.
Her back was to the horizon, and she stared intently at Joseph. He stared back at her beautiful face. She was perfect. Everything about her was. Except that she was so young.
Joseph leaned in even closer to kiss her. His lips had barely brushed hers when she backed out of the kiss, and, stepping backward, she fell off the fort and into the water.
"CLARISSA!!!!" Joseph shouted, and he was about to go in after her, but a nearby soldier stopped him by saying,
"Joseph, you'll hit the rocks! It's a miracle she missed them!"
So Joseph just had to stand there and watch as the girl drowned.
A 13-year old boy—14 in two weeks—with short, light brown hair, and piercing blue eyes was looking at the sparkling blue water and sunset. He was on a dock, in a place called Port Royal with his father, Captain Jack Sparrow.
"Really mate, do I have to give ye me name? Just to tie me boat up here at the dock?" (The boat wasn't the Black Pearl, but a small sailboat.)
"Yes!" A stubby man who was carrying a book said exasperatedly.
"Fine. Me name is Mr. Smith, or Smithy, if you like."
"Really, and what's you purpose, import Mr. Smith?"
"Me purpose is me own." Jack said smugly.
"Fine." The man said, and decided to just let it go. "Good day, Mr. Turner!" he said, as Will walked past.
"Turner?" Jack whispered to himself.
Alex was ignoring this conversation completely, finding much more joy in watching the magnificent water and sunset.
Just then a young girl was falling off the fort, which was next to the water. A boy on top of the fort was screaming "CLARISSA!!!", and Alex knew she needed rescuing. Jack spoke to the stubby man.
"Will you be saving her then?" He said.
"I only dog paddle!" The stubby man said, looking terrified.
"Some man of the sea you are," Jack said, and he was about to dive in to save Claire, but Alex beat him to it.
Alex dived into the water, and was surprised to find it ice-cold. But that didn't matter right now. He swam down deeper and deeper, until he eventually found Claire. She looked like she had fainted. Alex took hold of her around the waist, and pulled her up to the surface. He gasped for air. He *had* been down there a long time. While using one hand to hold Claire, and the other hand and feet to swim, Alex made it back to the dock safely.
He pulled Claire and himself onto the dock. He laid Claire down, and said,
"She's not breathing!"
"Yes Alex, we're all very proud that you can say three words, but maybe we should find a way to MAKE her START BREATHING AGAIN!?!!" Jack said.
Alex laughed. Claire heard it. And would remember it nearly two years later when they would meet again.
Will ran over, and said, "Claire! Oh no!" he was not even taking notice of Jack, the man who had helped him nearly 12 years ago.
"Only one option," Alex said, as he lowered himself until his head was directly above Claire's. She was still unconscious. He put his mouth on hers and breathed into her. (I have always wanted a cute guy to do this to me!!!) He then listened to her heart beat, and checked to see if she was still unconscious. She was. He breathed into her again. And again. Alex did this several times until she finally opened her eyes and started coughing. She barely noticed anything, except for a glittering pirate medallion hanging around her rescuer's neck.
Alex couldn't help but stare at her. She was so beautiful; it was unbearable.......
Claire's father chose that exact moment to walk over to her, pull her up, thank Alex for saving her life—not even looking at him, and walk home, with her right behind him.
"We'll meet again," Alex said so quietly that no one heard, as Claire walked home with her father. "Pirate's promise."
~~* END FLASHBACK #1
A/N: Well, that answers the questions in the 2nd chapter of why Alex's laugh and the medallion seemed so familiar to Claire. Flashback #1 also explained more about Joseph. In flashback #2, you'll learn more about Jesse, and how he came across Claire. The mean guy in the second flashback will have no further purpose, just some guy I made up to introduce Jesse in the right form. Flashback #2 took place about 2 of 3 months after the first one. (Sorry if you're confused!)
~~* FLASHBACK # 2
Claire walked quickly, just wanting to get home. She was tired, hungry, and lost, and not in the best of moods. A young man stepped up to her.
"Are you alright?" He asked.
"DO I BLOODY LOOK ALRIGHT?" She responded, an angry expression coming over her pretty face. She pushed her dark brown locks out of her face.
"My, my, aren't we a little angel today?" he said, looking around. The sun was up, and not a cloud in the sky. Perfect weather. He then looked back at the gorgeous girl before him. Her lovely brown eyes stared at him, daring him to speak again. ~ She must not be in a very good mood, ~ he thought.
"Why yes, thank you for asking," Claire said sarcastically as she turned around and began on her way again.
The young man grabbed her arm. "Let go of me," Claire said simply while turning around to face the young man. He didn't let go.
"I believe the lady asked you to let go of her," A strong voice came from behind Claire. Claire spun around just long enough to see who was behind her before pain shot through her arm and she had to spin around again.
The person who came to Claire's rescue was no one she had ever met before. He was about 15 or 16, with raven-black hair and coal eyes. Tall, too, maybe 6 feet. And his skin was tan, from so many hours in the sun. He spoke again, while placing a hand on Claire's shoulder. She stiffened, just in the least. She wasn't used to, and didn't like, boys being this close to her. Though it was happening more and more often lately.
"Excuse me, sir, but I really must insist."
The young man released his grip on Claire's arm and stalked away. Claire spun around yet again to look at her the teenager who had helped her.
"I was handling it!" She said.
He still didn't remove his hand from her shoulder. ~ Gosh, she's gorgeous, ~ he thought, but didn't say it out loud. He said something else instead.
"Oh yes, and you were doing a WONDERFUL job of it." He spoke, also with sarcasm in his voice.
"Well thank you." She replied in the same tone.
"I must ask, are you always like this, or is this just a mood swing?" He took one of her hands in his and stepped closer to her.
If Claire didn't stiffen before, she definitely did now. The young man seemed to have taken no notice.
"What's your name?" She asked, a bit more politely.
"Jesse." He said simply, now removing his hand from her shoulder and taking her other hand in that one. Claire shivered. This wasn't right. She *barely* let Joseph or her parents hold her hands, and now this guy was. "And yours?"
"Clai—wait. I don't know even you, so why am I talking to you?" She pulled her hands away. "Thank you, Jesse, but I really must be going." She brushed past Jesse and started home.
Jesse looked back and sighed. He knew he'd never have her. Well, maybe he could......
~~* END FLASHBACK #2
A/N: Sorry if this seems kinda sappy, but it's needed for the story. Every teenage guy has to like Claire, because then it—wait, I'm revealing future material!!!! Too bad, you'll find out soon! Now begins flashback #3, where Caden meets Joseph, and Joseph meets Jesse. This flashback takes place 5 or 6 months after the FIRST one. Got that? Not the 2nd, the FIRST! Onward! Nothing is stopping me now
~~* FLASHBACK #3
Jesse walked over to a 16 year-old boy who had sandy-blonde hair and bright green eyes.
"Caden, did I ever tell you about the most beautiful girl I met?"
"Many times, Jesse. How you rescued her, held her hand, and ALMOST got her name. Yes, I know. And I really don't care."
"Oh, you would, Caden, you would. I'm starting to forget about her, though. She was just ONE girl, right?" Jesse said, trying to bring up her image, the tingle he got by holding her hand, but they didn't come. He was forgetting.
"Hello, boys," Joseph said, just walking into the room. "And how is everyone tonight?"
"Oh, our newest member." Jesse said, smirking.
"Joseph, I never thought I'd see the day where you betrayed you father." Caden said.
"Well my friend, that day has come." Joseph replied, rather proud of himself.
"So, the curse. What shall we do about it?" Jesse asked.
"Release it of course." Caden replied obviously.
"I still don't understand why." Joseph put in.
"For my uncle's revenge." Caden said.
"How are we going to release it?" Joseph questioned.
"Through William Turner's daughter."
Joseph smirked. "Leave it to me."
~~* END FLASHBACK #3
A/N: Some of you are probably thinking, 'Well, in the 11th chapter, Jesse talked about how unimportant Claire was, and Caden said Jesse had never seen her.' See, Jesse had seen Claire, but he didn't know it was Claire. He thinks that Claire and the girl he met are two different people. Yeah...I'm thinkin that I need one more chapter with Claire in it, and Joseph...don't worry, it's not that I'm turning all soap opera on you, it's just that it's REALLY IMPORTANT! BEAR WITH ME!!! Flashback #4 is next...it's just something that says how annoying Joseph is being lately. It takes place about 3 or 4 WEEKS before Claire was kidnapped and met Caden.
~~* FLASHBACK #4
Joseph was moving quickly, he had to meet Claire. He knew what he had to do for Caden and Jesse. He had to kidnap her. He really wanted to back out of it, though. He also knew that Caden would probably like Claire the moment he saw her, as did all the boys who noticed Claire.
"That—wasn't—fair, father," Claire said tiredly.
"Of course it was. Your footwork Claire, you footwork. You have excellent form, but your footwork is completely wrong. Now, if I step here," Claire's handsome father Will Turner stepped one footstep to the right, and Claire moved one step to the left, "Very good! It's coming along, yes. All right, that will be all for today."
"Okay," Claire said and put her sword away. Will also put his sword away, and they walked out of the dirt room they were in, which was created just for sword practicing, and went into their home. They found Elizabeth there.
"Oh Claire darling," Elizabeth said, "Joseph will be here any minute. So be ready."
"Good grief, does he ever leave me alone?" Claire ran up the stairs to get changed into a dress, instead of the sword-practicing, dirty clothes she was in.
Will came over and put his arm around his wife. "And why would the son of the General be coming over?" He whispered in Elizabeth's ear. She turned her head and said,
"Mr. Turner, if I had known, I would've told you by now."
He replied by saying in a mock voice of Elizabeth's,
"Mrs. Turner, I think you know, but just aren't telling me." He smiled, and leaned in. His lips were barely a centimeter away from hers when someone knocked at the door. Elizabeth sighed loudly, and Will rolled his eyes. He walked over to open the door.
Lo and Behold, it was Joseph. Will was getting really ticked off with this kid. Claire had told Will about Joseph almost kissing her, and how he had basically been harassing her lately, never leaving her alone. And this was not something that Will wanted to happen to his 12-YEAR-OLD daughter.
"We don't want any." Will said, and slammed the door in Joseph's face.
~~* END FLASHBACK #4
A/N: Please, please, PLEASE don't flame me if you didn't like this chapter, or if Claire seemed too Mary-Sue. Like I said before, every teenage guy has to like Claire. Sorry for no Tortuga. And sorry if this chapter seemed kind of boring, but I really didn't have that much inspiration, and I had a writer's block. REVIEW! Here's a hint: It's a the bottom of this page, it's purplish, and it says SUBMIT REVIEW. So, click it, and write something! I don't care if you write about what happened to you last Tuesday! Just write something!
I've decided to give you an "explaining stuff" chappie. This chappie is just going to be flashbacks, explaining stuff better. I might add a little TORTUGA in this chapter, but most of the TORTUGA stuff will take place in the next chappie, which I haven't even written yet. WARNING: THIS CHAPTER WILL BE PRETTY LONG, SO ORDER YOURSELF A PIZZA, CAUSE IT'LL BE AWHILE.
Did You Know: The celebrity world is now beyond my reach. Sorry.
For Your Info: ~~~~~~~ = meanwhile ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ *= afterwards ~ ~ = Thoughts
These three thingies above are ONLY for this chapter, just so you know.
DISCLAIMER: Please. If you're this far into reading this fic, you should know by now what's mine and what's not.
CHAPTER 12: A LOT OF STUFF THAT IS IMPORTANT TO THE PLOT
~~* FLASHBACK #1
Joseph Norrington walked up to Clarissa Turner, taking her hand in his. He spoke softly, looking up at the sunset. They were alone at the top of the fort, and Clarissa had just barely turned twelve.
"Claire," said the fourteen-year-old who was the son of the commanding officer of Port Royal, "I have been thinking. You know I like you, and as more than just a friend. And I think it's time for us to move another step forward."
"Joseph, no. I'm barely 12, and you're only 14. It's too early. And I don't like you like that. We've been friends all our lives, so why change it now?" Claire replied.
He grasped her hand tighter. "Exactly," He said, "For nearly 12 years, we've done things together only as friends. I think we need to move on." He leaned in closer to Claire's face. She was terrified.
Her back was to the horizon, and she stared intently at Joseph. He stared back at her beautiful face. She was perfect. Everything about her was. Except that she was so young.
Joseph leaned in even closer to kiss her. His lips had barely brushed hers when she backed out of the kiss, and, stepping backward, she fell off the fort and into the water.
"CLARISSA!!!!" Joseph shouted, and he was about to go in after her, but a nearby soldier stopped him by saying,
"Joseph, you'll hit the rocks! It's a miracle she missed them!"
So Joseph just had to stand there and watch as the girl drowned.
A 13-year old boy—14 in two weeks—with short, light brown hair, and piercing blue eyes was looking at the sparkling blue water and sunset. He was on a dock, in a place called Port Royal with his father, Captain Jack Sparrow.
"Really mate, do I have to give ye me name? Just to tie me boat up here at the dock?" (The boat wasn't the Black Pearl, but a small sailboat.)
"Yes!" A stubby man who was carrying a book said exasperatedly.
"Fine. Me name is Mr. Smith, or Smithy, if you like."
"Really, and what's you purpose, import Mr. Smith?"
"Me purpose is me own." Jack said smugly.
"Fine." The man said, and decided to just let it go. "Good day, Mr. Turner!" he said, as Will walked past.
"Turner?" Jack whispered to himself.
Alex was ignoring this conversation completely, finding much more joy in watching the magnificent water and sunset.
Just then a young girl was falling off the fort, which was next to the water. A boy on top of the fort was screaming "CLARISSA!!!", and Alex knew she needed rescuing. Jack spoke to the stubby man.
"Will you be saving her then?" He said.
"I only dog paddle!" The stubby man said, looking terrified.
"Some man of the sea you are," Jack said, and he was about to dive in to save Claire, but Alex beat him to it.
Alex dived into the water, and was surprised to find it ice-cold. But that didn't matter right now. He swam down deeper and deeper, until he eventually found Claire. She looked like she had fainted. Alex took hold of her around the waist, and pulled her up to the surface. He gasped for air. He *had* been down there a long time. While using one hand to hold Claire, and the other hand and feet to swim, Alex made it back to the dock safely.
He pulled Claire and himself onto the dock. He laid Claire down, and said,
"She's not breathing!"
"Yes Alex, we're all very proud that you can say three words, but maybe we should find a way to MAKE her START BREATHING AGAIN!?!!" Jack said.
Alex laughed. Claire heard it. And would remember it nearly two years later when they would meet again.
Will ran over, and said, "Claire! Oh no!" he was not even taking notice of Jack, the man who had helped him nearly 12 years ago.
"Only one option," Alex said, as he lowered himself until his head was directly above Claire's. She was still unconscious. He put his mouth on hers and breathed into her. (I have always wanted a cute guy to do this to me!!!) He then listened to her heart beat, and checked to see if she was still unconscious. She was. He breathed into her again. And again. Alex did this several times until she finally opened her eyes and started coughing. She barely noticed anything, except for a glittering pirate medallion hanging around her rescuer's neck.
Alex couldn't help but stare at her. She was so beautiful; it was unbearable.......
Claire's father chose that exact moment to walk over to her, pull her up, thank Alex for saving her life—not even looking at him, and walk home, with her right behind him.
"We'll meet again," Alex said so quietly that no one heard, as Claire walked home with her father. "Pirate's promise."
~~* END FLASHBACK #1
A/N: Well, that answers the questions in the 2nd chapter of why Alex's laugh and the medallion seemed so familiar to Claire. Flashback #1 also explained more about Joseph. In flashback #2, you'll learn more about Jesse, and how he came across Claire. The mean guy in the second flashback will have no further purpose, just some guy I made up to introduce Jesse in the right form. Flashback #2 took place about 2 of 3 months after the first one. (Sorry if you're confused!)
~~* FLASHBACK # 2
Claire walked quickly, just wanting to get home. She was tired, hungry, and lost, and not in the best of moods. A young man stepped up to her.
"Are you alright?" He asked.
"DO I BLOODY LOOK ALRIGHT?" She responded, an angry expression coming over her pretty face. She pushed her dark brown locks out of her face.
"My, my, aren't we a little angel today?" he said, looking around. The sun was up, and not a cloud in the sky. Perfect weather. He then looked back at the gorgeous girl before him. Her lovely brown eyes stared at him, daring him to speak again. ~ She must not be in a very good mood, ~ he thought.
"Why yes, thank you for asking," Claire said sarcastically as she turned around and began on her way again.
The young man grabbed her arm. "Let go of me," Claire said simply while turning around to face the young man. He didn't let go.
"I believe the lady asked you to let go of her," A strong voice came from behind Claire. Claire spun around just long enough to see who was behind her before pain shot through her arm and she had to spin around again.
The person who came to Claire's rescue was no one she had ever met before. He was about 15 or 16, with raven-black hair and coal eyes. Tall, too, maybe 6 feet. And his skin was tan, from so many hours in the sun. He spoke again, while placing a hand on Claire's shoulder. She stiffened, just in the least. She wasn't used to, and didn't like, boys being this close to her. Though it was happening more and more often lately.
"Excuse me, sir, but I really must insist."
The young man released his grip on Claire's arm and stalked away. Claire spun around yet again to look at her the teenager who had helped her.
"I was handling it!" She said.
He still didn't remove his hand from her shoulder. ~ Gosh, she's gorgeous, ~ he thought, but didn't say it out loud. He said something else instead.
"Oh yes, and you were doing a WONDERFUL job of it." He spoke, also with sarcasm in his voice.
"Well thank you." She replied in the same tone.
"I must ask, are you always like this, or is this just a mood swing?" He took one of her hands in his and stepped closer to her.
If Claire didn't stiffen before, she definitely did now. The young man seemed to have taken no notice.
"What's your name?" She asked, a bit more politely.
"Jesse." He said simply, now removing his hand from her shoulder and taking her other hand in that one. Claire shivered. This wasn't right. She *barely* let Joseph or her parents hold her hands, and now this guy was. "And yours?"
"Clai—wait. I don't know even you, so why am I talking to you?" She pulled her hands away. "Thank you, Jesse, but I really must be going." She brushed past Jesse and started home.
Jesse looked back and sighed. He knew he'd never have her. Well, maybe he could......
~~* END FLASHBACK #2
A/N: Sorry if this seems kinda sappy, but it's needed for the story. Every teenage guy has to like Claire, because then it—wait, I'm revealing future material!!!! Too bad, you'll find out soon! Now begins flashback #3, where Caden meets Joseph, and Joseph meets Jesse. This flashback takes place 5 or 6 months after the FIRST one. Got that? Not the 2nd, the FIRST! Onward! Nothing is stopping me now
~~* FLASHBACK #3
Jesse walked over to a 16 year-old boy who had sandy-blonde hair and bright green eyes.
"Caden, did I ever tell you about the most beautiful girl I met?"
"Many times, Jesse. How you rescued her, held her hand, and ALMOST got her name. Yes, I know. And I really don't care."
"Oh, you would, Caden, you would. I'm starting to forget about her, though. She was just ONE girl, right?" Jesse said, trying to bring up her image, the tingle he got by holding her hand, but they didn't come. He was forgetting.
"Hello, boys," Joseph said, just walking into the room. "And how is everyone tonight?"
"Oh, our newest member." Jesse said, smirking.
"Joseph, I never thought I'd see the day where you betrayed you father." Caden said.
"Well my friend, that day has come." Joseph replied, rather proud of himself.
"So, the curse. What shall we do about it?" Jesse asked.
"Release it of course." Caden replied obviously.
"I still don't understand why." Joseph put in.
"For my uncle's revenge." Caden said.
"How are we going to release it?" Joseph questioned.
"Through William Turner's daughter."
Joseph smirked. "Leave it to me."
~~* END FLASHBACK #3
A/N: Some of you are probably thinking, 'Well, in the 11th chapter, Jesse talked about how unimportant Claire was, and Caden said Jesse had never seen her.' See, Jesse had seen Claire, but he didn't know it was Claire. He thinks that Claire and the girl he met are two different people. Yeah...I'm thinkin that I need one more chapter with Claire in it, and Joseph...don't worry, it's not that I'm turning all soap opera on you, it's just that it's REALLY IMPORTANT! BEAR WITH ME!!! Flashback #4 is next...it's just something that says how annoying Joseph is being lately. It takes place about 3 or 4 WEEKS before Claire was kidnapped and met Caden.
~~* FLASHBACK #4
Joseph was moving quickly, he had to meet Claire. He knew what he had to do for Caden and Jesse. He had to kidnap her. He really wanted to back out of it, though. He also knew that Caden would probably like Claire the moment he saw her, as did all the boys who noticed Claire.
"That—wasn't—fair, father," Claire said tiredly.
"Of course it was. Your footwork Claire, you footwork. You have excellent form, but your footwork is completely wrong. Now, if I step here," Claire's handsome father Will Turner stepped one footstep to the right, and Claire moved one step to the left, "Very good! It's coming along, yes. All right, that will be all for today."
"Okay," Claire said and put her sword away. Will also put his sword away, and they walked out of the dirt room they were in, which was created just for sword practicing, and went into their home. They found Elizabeth there.
"Oh Claire darling," Elizabeth said, "Joseph will be here any minute. So be ready."
"Good grief, does he ever leave me alone?" Claire ran up the stairs to get changed into a dress, instead of the sword-practicing, dirty clothes she was in.
Will came over and put his arm around his wife. "And why would the son of the General be coming over?" He whispered in Elizabeth's ear. She turned her head and said,
"Mr. Turner, if I had known, I would've told you by now."
He replied by saying in a mock voice of Elizabeth's,
"Mrs. Turner, I think you know, but just aren't telling me." He smiled, and leaned in. His lips were barely a centimeter away from hers when someone knocked at the door. Elizabeth sighed loudly, and Will rolled his eyes. He walked over to open the door.
Lo and Behold, it was Joseph. Will was getting really ticked off with this kid. Claire had told Will about Joseph almost kissing her, and how he had basically been harassing her lately, never leaving her alone. And this was not something that Will wanted to happen to his 12-YEAR-OLD daughter.
"We don't want any." Will said, and slammed the door in Joseph's face.
~~* END FLASHBACK #4
A/N: Please, please, PLEASE don't flame me if you didn't like this chapter, or if Claire seemed too Mary-Sue. Like I said before, every teenage guy has to like Claire. Sorry for no Tortuga. And sorry if this chapter seemed kind of boring, but I really didn't have that much inspiration, and I had a writer's block. REVIEW! Here's a hint: It's a the bottom of this page, it's purplish, and it says SUBMIT REVIEW. So, click it, and write something! I don't care if you write about what happened to you last Tuesday! Just write something!