My Goddess
Cheating Death
Chapter 4: New Acquaintances
Summery: Jack knew Barbossa was dead, but what happens when his mutinous first mate convinces the angel of death to allow him and his crew to seek their revenge against Jack? And what happens when the angel of death gets involved? Better than it sounds! Promise!
Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean. But, characters and things you don't recognize, as well as the plot, are mine! So no stealing! Stealing bad! I SAID NO!!! NO OR I'LL KILL YOU! ...bitch.
A/N: Hey look! Look at the monkey!
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Will stared at them. "Jack Sparrow?"
"Er, yes." The woman nodded, seeming a little uneasy, almost as if she felt like she said something wrong. "You wouldn't happen to know him, would you?"
Will hesitated. What did they want with Jack?
"See?" Jacob said rather loudly and grabbed the woman's arm, yanking her to leave.
"Let go!" the woman hissed and yanked back her arm. She turned back to Will. "Do you?"
"Well," Will paused. "Actually, yes I do."
The two of them stared at him. Will stared back. A large, amused smile came to her face. "You do? Do you really?"
"Yes." Will answered.
The woman looked back mockingly at the other man, who had a mixture of surprise and anger on his face, and turned back to Will. "Wonderful!" she said. "You wouldn't happen to know where he is then."
Will hesitated. "I am under the impression that he's dead."
Once again, the three of them stared at each other.
"What?!" Jacob suddenly exclaimed loudly. His voice echoed along the street.
The woman shushed him. "Quiet."
Jacob lunged forward and grabbed Will's shirt collar. "Are you serious?!" He shouted.
The woman grabbed Jacob and wrenched him back. "Stop it!"
Down the street there were distant voices. They all looked down.
"Shit." The woman said, rather unwomanly. She hit Jack's brother on the head and hissed, "Look what you've done!"
"Eh, you're welcome to come in." Will said, pointing to the smithy behind him.
"Are we? Oh, thank you very much!" She said gratefully and pulled Jacob into the smithy.
They were followed by Will. The heat from the smith hit Will hard as he stepped through the doorway and out of the cool street. The man and woman seemed to get the same effect but weren't about to complain.
There was a knock at the door. Will looked at the door. He looked back at the other two and they were gone. Will stared at the empty blacksmith. There was another knock at the door. "Open the door, Turner." Came the commodore's voice.
Will raced down to his station, got a tool and raced back. He opened the door to find himself face-to-face with Commodore James Norrington. "Hello, Turner."
"Commodore." Will said with a nod. "Something wrong?"
"We heard some commotion from around this area." Norrington explained as he craned his neck to look into the blacksmith.
"I heard nothing." Will said. He wasn't surprised the commodore had come here first. Will was, of course, known for having some association with pirates. He moved aside. "If you truly feel the need, Commodore, you can take a look around."
Norrington looked at Will. "No, no, I don't think that will be necessary. We have yet to search the port." Norrington turned to go. "Good night, Mr. Turner."
"Night, Commodore." Will said as he closed the door. Will turned around to an empty smith.
"Gone, are they?" He heard the woman's voice he jumped and looked up. Standing in the rafters was the woman and Jack's brother.
"Aye." Will said.
The woman jumped down. "Sorry to be of bother." She apologized. She looked up. "Jacob, get down from there."
"No." was all that Jacob said. Will could see him laying in the rafters.
"Jacob! Come on!" the woman snapped.
Jacob didn't answer.
The woman looked at Will. "Dreadfully sorry about this." She said.
"It's alright." Will supposed.
"Oh, um, I'm Rowan." She held out a hand.
He shook it. "Will Turner."
Rowan jerked her head towards the rafters. "That's Jacob." Then she murmured. "I swear he's bipolar. One minute he's ranting and hating his brother and the next minute his sulking."
"If you need a place to stay you can stay here." Will offered. He'd like to know what Jack was like when he was little, that is, if his brother was willing to talk.
"If we aren't a bother." Rowan smiled.
Will walked down and placed his tool on the anvil. "Tell me," He turned to Rowan. "What do you want with Jack?"
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PLEASE READ AUTHOR'S NOTE!!!!
A/N: I'd like some feedback. It doesn't need to be a long review or anything, but I'd like to know how the writing is, mainly the jumps between points of view. Is it more interesting seeing another person's situation through their eyes or are you getting confused and I should just keep it through one person's eyes. I find it better (and easier) to get a story moving if you see it as it happens rather than have them tell about it. I also think you get a rounder understanding of the story. All points of view add to the main story, it's not just random crap, but I wanna know how you feel. Thanks.
Cheating Death
Chapter 4: New Acquaintances
Summery: Jack knew Barbossa was dead, but what happens when his mutinous first mate convinces the angel of death to allow him and his crew to seek their revenge against Jack? And what happens when the angel of death gets involved? Better than it sounds! Promise!
Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean. But, characters and things you don't recognize, as well as the plot, are mine! So no stealing! Stealing bad! I SAID NO!!! NO OR I'LL KILL YOU! ...bitch.
A/N: Hey look! Look at the monkey!
~~~~~
Will stared at them. "Jack Sparrow?"
"Er, yes." The woman nodded, seeming a little uneasy, almost as if she felt like she said something wrong. "You wouldn't happen to know him, would you?"
Will hesitated. What did they want with Jack?
"See?" Jacob said rather loudly and grabbed the woman's arm, yanking her to leave.
"Let go!" the woman hissed and yanked back her arm. She turned back to Will. "Do you?"
"Well," Will paused. "Actually, yes I do."
The two of them stared at him. Will stared back. A large, amused smile came to her face. "You do? Do you really?"
"Yes." Will answered.
The woman looked back mockingly at the other man, who had a mixture of surprise and anger on his face, and turned back to Will. "Wonderful!" she said. "You wouldn't happen to know where he is then."
Will hesitated. "I am under the impression that he's dead."
Once again, the three of them stared at each other.
"What?!" Jacob suddenly exclaimed loudly. His voice echoed along the street.
The woman shushed him. "Quiet."
Jacob lunged forward and grabbed Will's shirt collar. "Are you serious?!" He shouted.
The woman grabbed Jacob and wrenched him back. "Stop it!"
Down the street there were distant voices. They all looked down.
"Shit." The woman said, rather unwomanly. She hit Jack's brother on the head and hissed, "Look what you've done!"
"Eh, you're welcome to come in." Will said, pointing to the smithy behind him.
"Are we? Oh, thank you very much!" She said gratefully and pulled Jacob into the smithy.
They were followed by Will. The heat from the smith hit Will hard as he stepped through the doorway and out of the cool street. The man and woman seemed to get the same effect but weren't about to complain.
There was a knock at the door. Will looked at the door. He looked back at the other two and they were gone. Will stared at the empty blacksmith. There was another knock at the door. "Open the door, Turner." Came the commodore's voice.
Will raced down to his station, got a tool and raced back. He opened the door to find himself face-to-face with Commodore James Norrington. "Hello, Turner."
"Commodore." Will said with a nod. "Something wrong?"
"We heard some commotion from around this area." Norrington explained as he craned his neck to look into the blacksmith.
"I heard nothing." Will said. He wasn't surprised the commodore had come here first. Will was, of course, known for having some association with pirates. He moved aside. "If you truly feel the need, Commodore, you can take a look around."
Norrington looked at Will. "No, no, I don't think that will be necessary. We have yet to search the port." Norrington turned to go. "Good night, Mr. Turner."
"Night, Commodore." Will said as he closed the door. Will turned around to an empty smith.
"Gone, are they?" He heard the woman's voice he jumped and looked up. Standing in the rafters was the woman and Jack's brother.
"Aye." Will said.
The woman jumped down. "Sorry to be of bother." She apologized. She looked up. "Jacob, get down from there."
"No." was all that Jacob said. Will could see him laying in the rafters.
"Jacob! Come on!" the woman snapped.
Jacob didn't answer.
The woman looked at Will. "Dreadfully sorry about this." She said.
"It's alright." Will supposed.
"Oh, um, I'm Rowan." She held out a hand.
He shook it. "Will Turner."
Rowan jerked her head towards the rafters. "That's Jacob." Then she murmured. "I swear he's bipolar. One minute he's ranting and hating his brother and the next minute his sulking."
"If you need a place to stay you can stay here." Will offered. He'd like to know what Jack was like when he was little, that is, if his brother was willing to talk.
"If we aren't a bother." Rowan smiled.
Will walked down and placed his tool on the anvil. "Tell me," He turned to Rowan. "What do you want with Jack?"
~~~~~
PLEASE READ AUTHOR'S NOTE!!!!
A/N: I'd like some feedback. It doesn't need to be a long review or anything, but I'd like to know how the writing is, mainly the jumps between points of view. Is it more interesting seeing another person's situation through their eyes or are you getting confused and I should just keep it through one person's eyes. I find it better (and easier) to get a story moving if you see it as it happens rather than have them tell about it. I also think you get a rounder understanding of the story. All points of view add to the main story, it's not just random crap, but I wanna know how you feel. Thanks.