Change of Wind
By Gozilla
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Thank you thank you thank you so much for all of you who left me very encouraging reviews! ^-^
For all Jack-lovers, beware! Jack is here in this chapter!! ^-^
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Disclaimer: I don't own anything and I don't have anything. So don't sue me!
Please excuse my poor English. ^-^
Reviews are most welcomed!!
Enjoy!!
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Chapter 3 – Exile
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~The next day, on the sea~
A ship was sailing to the open water of the sea, with no particular destination.
Commander Corner leaned heavily on a side rail of the ship, his face filled with sadness and confusion.
*What am I doing?* he questioned himself, confused. He had been serving Hurst for many years and had seen many of the dirty tricks the deputy had played.
*It is different, it has gone too far... Killing one's husband in order to get her... It is wrong.* he thought. But he could not find the courage to disobey the deputy commodore as he knew Hurst would show no mercy to anyone who gets into his way.
With a heavy sigh of defeat, Corner walked to the lower deck of the ship and went into his room.
On the far side of the room, Will laid still on the bed, unconscious. He ragged breath echoed in the small room. His face was very pale due to the massive blood loss and the brutal beating.
Corner approached the blacksmith and checked on the wounds he had briefly tended and bandaged. He could not completely stop the bleeding from the deep wounds on Will's left arm and abdomen. He frowned as he felt he felt Will burning with a fever.
Corner poured a full mug of water and held Will to a sitting position. "Drink this, kid." Corner said, regret filled his voice, "This is the least I can do for you. You will definitely need this as you will be soon be abandoned to the sea."
Still unconscious, Will drank the water very slowly only by instinct.
Corner laid Will's limp body back to the bed. He sighed heavily and left the room.
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~Two hours later, on the sea~
"Commander, are you sure?" a captain asked in confusion, "It is ridiculous to abandon a man in the middle of the sea, at alone this man is seriously injured and unconscious. He will definitely die out here."
Corner looked away, "This is a direct order from the deputy commodore Hurst." he turned and looked straight into the captain's eyes, "I am sure you knew the consequences of disobeying Hurst."
The captain swallowed hard in fear, he knew too well the deputy commodore's cruelty against anyone disobeying his orders, "But... this is not right..." he hesitated.
"I know." Corner sighed, "We all know."
Corner signalled to the guards and they took the unconscious Will out to the deck, hesitation filled their eyes.
"Captain, take the wooden door of my room to me." Corner said.
The captain went and took the large wooden door of the commander's room to the deck.
Corner placed Will on the wooden door, "Lower him to the sea."
The crew lowered Will, together with the wooden door, to the sea with surprising gentleness. They all felt sympathy to the man, but none of them dared to disobey the deputy commodore.
"May God shows mercy on you." Corner said as he watched Will floated away from the ship, "But please, never return to Port Royale. For you shall receive none if you return."
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~On the sea~
Will drifted in and out of consciousness. He found himself in a very familiar situation. He was somehow flowing in the sea and too weak to even move a finger... as if he was reliving the horrific experience when he was small... he went out to the sea to find his father... being attacked by pirates... explosion... floating... helpless... many voices... a girl standing in front of him... Elizabeth...
*The name sounds familiar...* Will thought, his mind too confused to remember the face of the owner of the name. But a small voice at the back of his mind told him that the owner of the name was very important to him and that he must live to help her.
*Must live... to help her...* was the only thought holding Will to stay alive.
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~Three days later, in the sea~
"Jack! Where are you?" Gibbs shouted. He had been looking for Jack Sparrow for over 10 minutes. He searched every room and corner of the Black Pearl but still could not find the captain.
Gibbs went to the deck but there was no sign of Jack. "JACK!!!" he shouted at the top of his voice.
"WHAT??!!" came a voice filled with annoyance.
"Jack?" Gibbs shouted, "Where are you?"
"Up here!"
Gibbs looked up and saw Jack sat lazily on the watch-out, "What are you doing up there? I have been looking for you for ages! I thought you might have fallen into the sea or something!"
Jack yawned, "Nothing in particular." he answered lazily, his eyes half- closed, "Just looking for our next prey..."
Suddenly something on the sea caught his attention, something floating on the sea far away from the ship. Jack was not exactly interested in the object. However, as there was nothing but water over 10 miles around the ship, Jack focused and tried to figure out what the object was.
As the ship approached the object, Jack slowly realised the object seemed like... a human, lying on a large piece of board. As an instinct of all sailors to rescue any casualty on the sea, Jack shot up and climbed down to the deck with extraordinary speed, "There is a person on the sea 5 miles ahead! Get ready for the rescue!" he shouted as he went towards the front of the ship.
All the crews were immediately in actions. Ropes and sticks were ready for lifting the person from the sea. Bandages and other medical supplies were prepared in the healing room.
As the ship approached the man, Jack, with his sharp eyes, saw the face of the person on the sea and inhaled deeply in shock, "It's Will Turner! Hurry up!"
Slowly, the ship stopped beside the board which carried Will. The crews swiftly lifted him from the sea and placed him on the deck.
Jack rushed to check on the unconscious blacksmith. He frowned as he saw Will's deadly pale face. Quickly, he placed his hand on Will's neck. He was relieved to feel the pulse, though it was very weak and slow.
Jack proceeded to check on Will's body. He looked at the tattered shirt, which was soaked with seawater and some black substance. His eyes widened in shock as he recognised the black substance was indeed dried blood. Swiftly, he tore the shirts, revealing Will's bloodied bandaged upper body.
"He is hurt!" Jack shouted, "Take him to the healing room immediately!"
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End of Chapter 3
Sorry for giving you a short chapter! I am kind of in a rush to post this chapter.
Please feel free to review and comment!
Thanks a lot!
By Gozilla
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Thank you thank you thank you so much for all of you who left me very encouraging reviews! ^-^
For all Jack-lovers, beware! Jack is here in this chapter!! ^-^
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Disclaimer: I don't own anything and I don't have anything. So don't sue me!
Please excuse my poor English. ^-^
Reviews are most welcomed!!
Enjoy!!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 3 – Exile
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~The next day, on the sea~
A ship was sailing to the open water of the sea, with no particular destination.
Commander Corner leaned heavily on a side rail of the ship, his face filled with sadness and confusion.
*What am I doing?* he questioned himself, confused. He had been serving Hurst for many years and had seen many of the dirty tricks the deputy had played.
*It is different, it has gone too far... Killing one's husband in order to get her... It is wrong.* he thought. But he could not find the courage to disobey the deputy commodore as he knew Hurst would show no mercy to anyone who gets into his way.
With a heavy sigh of defeat, Corner walked to the lower deck of the ship and went into his room.
On the far side of the room, Will laid still on the bed, unconscious. He ragged breath echoed in the small room. His face was very pale due to the massive blood loss and the brutal beating.
Corner approached the blacksmith and checked on the wounds he had briefly tended and bandaged. He could not completely stop the bleeding from the deep wounds on Will's left arm and abdomen. He frowned as he felt he felt Will burning with a fever.
Corner poured a full mug of water and held Will to a sitting position. "Drink this, kid." Corner said, regret filled his voice, "This is the least I can do for you. You will definitely need this as you will be soon be abandoned to the sea."
Still unconscious, Will drank the water very slowly only by instinct.
Corner laid Will's limp body back to the bed. He sighed heavily and left the room.
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~Two hours later, on the sea~
"Commander, are you sure?" a captain asked in confusion, "It is ridiculous to abandon a man in the middle of the sea, at alone this man is seriously injured and unconscious. He will definitely die out here."
Corner looked away, "This is a direct order from the deputy commodore Hurst." he turned and looked straight into the captain's eyes, "I am sure you knew the consequences of disobeying Hurst."
The captain swallowed hard in fear, he knew too well the deputy commodore's cruelty against anyone disobeying his orders, "But... this is not right..." he hesitated.
"I know." Corner sighed, "We all know."
Corner signalled to the guards and they took the unconscious Will out to the deck, hesitation filled their eyes.
"Captain, take the wooden door of my room to me." Corner said.
The captain went and took the large wooden door of the commander's room to the deck.
Corner placed Will on the wooden door, "Lower him to the sea."
The crew lowered Will, together with the wooden door, to the sea with surprising gentleness. They all felt sympathy to the man, but none of them dared to disobey the deputy commodore.
"May God shows mercy on you." Corner said as he watched Will floated away from the ship, "But please, never return to Port Royale. For you shall receive none if you return."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~On the sea~
Will drifted in and out of consciousness. He found himself in a very familiar situation. He was somehow flowing in the sea and too weak to even move a finger... as if he was reliving the horrific experience when he was small... he went out to the sea to find his father... being attacked by pirates... explosion... floating... helpless... many voices... a girl standing in front of him... Elizabeth...
*The name sounds familiar...* Will thought, his mind too confused to remember the face of the owner of the name. But a small voice at the back of his mind told him that the owner of the name was very important to him and that he must live to help her.
*Must live... to help her...* was the only thought holding Will to stay alive.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~Three days later, in the sea~
"Jack! Where are you?" Gibbs shouted. He had been looking for Jack Sparrow for over 10 minutes. He searched every room and corner of the Black Pearl but still could not find the captain.
Gibbs went to the deck but there was no sign of Jack. "JACK!!!" he shouted at the top of his voice.
"WHAT??!!" came a voice filled with annoyance.
"Jack?" Gibbs shouted, "Where are you?"
"Up here!"
Gibbs looked up and saw Jack sat lazily on the watch-out, "What are you doing up there? I have been looking for you for ages! I thought you might have fallen into the sea or something!"
Jack yawned, "Nothing in particular." he answered lazily, his eyes half- closed, "Just looking for our next prey..."
Suddenly something on the sea caught his attention, something floating on the sea far away from the ship. Jack was not exactly interested in the object. However, as there was nothing but water over 10 miles around the ship, Jack focused and tried to figure out what the object was.
As the ship approached the object, Jack slowly realised the object seemed like... a human, lying on a large piece of board. As an instinct of all sailors to rescue any casualty on the sea, Jack shot up and climbed down to the deck with extraordinary speed, "There is a person on the sea 5 miles ahead! Get ready for the rescue!" he shouted as he went towards the front of the ship.
All the crews were immediately in actions. Ropes and sticks were ready for lifting the person from the sea. Bandages and other medical supplies were prepared in the healing room.
As the ship approached the man, Jack, with his sharp eyes, saw the face of the person on the sea and inhaled deeply in shock, "It's Will Turner! Hurry up!"
Slowly, the ship stopped beside the board which carried Will. The crews swiftly lifted him from the sea and placed him on the deck.
Jack rushed to check on the unconscious blacksmith. He frowned as he saw Will's deadly pale face. Quickly, he placed his hand on Will's neck. He was relieved to feel the pulse, though it was very weak and slow.
Jack proceeded to check on Will's body. He looked at the tattered shirt, which was soaked with seawater and some black substance. His eyes widened in shock as he recognised the black substance was indeed dried blood. Swiftly, he tore the shirts, revealing Will's bloodied bandaged upper body.
"He is hurt!" Jack shouted, "Take him to the healing room immediately!"
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End of Chapter 3
Sorry for giving you a short chapter! I am kind of in a rush to post this chapter.
Please feel free to review and comment!
Thanks a lot!