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Ch. 14 Nassau Port
Jack sat in the captain's cabin listening to Dick ramble on about one thing and another. His mind was in a lock, however, and he didn't feel much like listening. "How long have I been on this ship?" He asked suddenly, stopping Dick mid-sentence. The man looked stunned at being interrupted but it quickly turned to anger.
"Bloody hell, whelp, shut up for once and listen. As I was saying there is too much..."
"That's all very interesting, to be sure but...I asked you a question." Dick's face turned purple.
"A year or so..." He thought for a moment. "Four or so years, about." Jack winced.
"Four years?" He whistled. "Wow. I wonder how me mates on the Lister are doing eh?" He stood up and went to the window. "Where next?" Dick heaved a deep sigh.
"I got an idea..." Dick stared. Jack laughed.
"Did it hurt?" Dick ignored him.
"Nassau. The Red-Revenge was spotted there." Jack nodded and turned to the other man.
"Okay, I'll be going then. I have business elsewhere on the ship." And with that he left, not bothering with the rest to the speech. Everyone was out tonight, except Dana who was missing. Sidestepping Rills, Jack climbed down the stairs to the crew quarters two at a time and went over to her bed.
She was curled up in a small ball, her blankets to her chin looking beautiful as always. Jack sat down on her mattress and she rolled over, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him close. Jack smiled.
"Pretending, luv?" He growled, pulling her closer to him and kissing her on the lips. "A dirty trick." She laughed.
"Sneaking down here and sitting on my bed, luv? A dirty trick as well." Her eyes scanned the room before they rested back on him and she pulled off his hat. "Were is everyone?"
"Getting ready to dock in Nassau Port." Jack replied. "Revenge business, you know." Dana nodded and sighed, laying back down and letting go of him.
"I'm starting to think I'm never going to get anywhere in life." Dana said. "I want to avenge my son." Tears welled in her eyes and she looked away. "But I'm not going anywhere. I'll have to fight these people for Fritz...Jack..." Jack nodded and lay down beside her on the bed.
"I know, luv. Come with me." Dana looked at him curiously and Jack continued. "I'm leaving the ship next time we dock in Tortuga. I'll make me way, wait for the opportune moment...get back me Pearl." Dana laughed.
"It's been nine years, you had that ship for three days Jack. Have you completely gone starkers?" Jack grinned.
"If ye want. Right now we're going to Nassau...I want to do more there then just look for Fritz and miss him, like usual. I want to make a big scene there...pillage it or something." Dana grinned.
"That can be arranged."
Nassau was in chaos, women and children ran through the streets screaming, men fought bravely and Jack stood in the middle of it all, smiling on the panic and uproar he had caused. He hadn't even fired a shot but, he wouldn't. His bullet awaited Barbossa. Dana came up to him as he stood silently in the alleyway between a store and a hotel, watching the crew of the Seeker.
"Haven't you made your fame already Jack?" She asked, indicating the running people in the streets.
Jack smiled and raised his cutlass. "No, the price on my head isn't big enough." Dana laughed lightly and followed Jack into the street where they stopped in front of an old woman. She screamed and tried to run but Dana grabbed her.
"Money." She growled. The woman handed her bag to Dana and ran off, screaming at the top of her lungs. Laughing, Dana emptied the contents and turned to Jack who watched her with an odd expression. "What?"
"I ever tell you your beautiful?" He asked. Dana shrugged and took off, following Johnny who was entering a hardware store. Thinking he should go down to the harbor, Jack ran down another ally and crossed a small clearing onto the beach. The beach was just as the port town with running people and ransacking crew. Jack smiled and made his way across the beach, intent on a nice ship down farther when the sound of Dick's voice caught his ears.
"If I'm caught, that'll be the death of me. My crew want this done right, you know them...I can't head them off forever." Curious, Jack crouched low and inched towards the bushes. Through the dense leaves, he could see the back of Dick with glistening sweat on his neck and arms. His voice was huffy as though he was scared but he couldn't see the other man.
Jack leaned the left and carefully moved aside a clump of bush and his eyes widened in surprise, his heart hammering in his chest. It was Fritz...the bastard was talking to Peg-Leg Fritz! Reaching for a small dagger in his boot, he listened intently to the conversation.
"Yes, all those sea rats ye got workin' for ye. I wouldn' be surprised. I can tell ye, I love watching you take em all over this world to find me." Fritz laughed making Jack cringe. "I heard tell ye have another on yer crew, a weird lookin' man...some say he looks like Joshua Delore."
"He does Cap'n, exactly. Name's Sparrow, he's Delore's son I believe." Fritz's eyes widened. "Ye've heard his stories I'm guessing? Some incredible ones there are, he's made quite a name for himself."
"And he wants me dead. I'll tell ye, I loved throwing the blade that downed his mother and his father..." Fritz made a snort, "Meat." Jack growled under his breath, the hand gripping his dagger stinging from how hard he held it. The opportune moment, wait.
"I must say, though..." Fritz continued. "I never expected ye to do a raid, I really didn't." Dick shifted uncomfortably.
"Sparrow's idea, price not big enough I guess." Fritz sighed.
"I'll have to teach the boy a lesson, here he's a ladies man, he like anyone on the crew, anyone he's close to?" Dick nodded vigorously.
"Dana, ye killed her..."
"Son, yes." Fritz laughed again, "Five years old...cute kid...looked just like her." Jack sprung up and through the dagger as hard as he could. Before Fritz could do anything, the dagger was in his leg, not where Jack had been aiming for but, close enough. Dick pulled out his gun just as Dana and John followed by Rills came up behind Jack. Jack jumped over the clump of bushes and grabbed a stunned Dick, pulling him to the ground and knocking the gun from his hands.
Dick somehow managed to get on top of Jack, his hands around his throat. Dana through herself at Dick, grabbing him around the throat and trying to pull him back screaming, "How could you, you bastard."
Dick screamed and flung himself backwards, dragging Jack with him and slamming into the ground, crushing Dana. She yelled out and began beating her fists on his chest while Jack punched at his face, loud crunches every hit.
Looking up briefly, Jack saw Rills and Johnny also battling Fritz, cutlasses flashing in the sun. Dick pulled out a knife from no where and the steel flashed down, catching Jack on the shoulder and surprising him enough to make him let go. With a roar, Dick was on top of him again, his large face purple with exertion.
A cry from Rills made them both look around. She was on the ground, clutching her leg, which was bleeding profusely. This distraction was all he needed. Jack brought his fist up and slammed it into Dick's nose, breaking it and sending the other reeling back in pain. Quick as light, Jack was on his feet and hurrying towards the base of a palm tree where Dick's gun lay.
As he bent to grab it someone slammed into him, knocking him head first into the tree. Dana lay on top of him and apologizing, rolled off just as Dick reached the gun. He stood up, huffing, a triumphant look in his eyes as he raised the gun. Jack, knowing the situation was hopeless, stood and raised his hands in surrender.
"You don't want to do this, mate." He said, taking one cautious step forward. "You know your not going to get anywhere if you kill me." Dick tensed as Jack took another step. "I mean, you've thrown your lot in with Fritz, the sworn enemy." With a slight smile, Jack took another step. "Where are your friends? What of your brother? What's in it for you?"
"Money, Sparrow." Jack made a quiet noise. "What?"
"Ah, money is more important then family, to be sure." Jack lowered his arms. "Look at me, I sold meself to a pirate ship and left me sister and me love behind...you, your gallivanting about with people who absolutely detest that man," Jack indicated Fritz battling with Johnny as they stepped around the downed Rills. "Who will kill you the moment he can." Examining his fingernails, Jack grinned. "Not smart, mate. I think you've given yourself a check."
"What do you know Sparrow?" Dick spat, his trigger finger tightening. Jack felt fear but tried not to show it. "You stand there, telling me you've never done something wrong, for the right cause?"
"Right cause?" Jack snapped, all drunken air dissolving. "I have done things that are wrong but I was smart enough not to back meself into a corner. If you don't shoot me, Fritz'll kill you. If you shoot me, the crew will kill you..." Jack grinned wickedly as he saw the understanding sink into Dick, spreading over his face as it blanched. "That was stupid."
"Oh my god." Dick whispered his gun lowering. At this, Jack jumped forward and grabbed the gun, wrenching it from Dick's grasp. There was another cry and Johnny went down to. Fritz pulled out a gun and pointed it at Jack.
"I see you've got past my stupid bumbling spy, have you Sparrow?" Fritz smiled. "Did you really think I'd come here, to the meeting with out my crew?" Suddenly up sprang three other men from the trees, all with guns in there hands. "Now who's backed into a corner."
"You still." Jack said, adopting his drunken swagger as he took another step forward. Around him were three sounds of guns being cocked.
"And why is that?" Fritz asked. Jack stopped.
"I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, savvy?" Fritz laughed.
"Oh yes, the one who was marooned on an island for three months and had to make friends with the Indian tribe living there. The head hunters, was it?" Jack tried to look as if this story was nothing new to him. "I particularly like the part of them making you their chief and then building you a boat to get back to the mainland which you sailed in a storm."
"What can I say, I'm just lucky."
"Foolish is more like." Fritz snapped. "Like father, like son." Jack laughed lightly.
"Ah, but I still know where the Isla de Muerta is, and you still don't. I hear stories to, Fritzie, like how you tried to get on the good side of Barbossa." Fritz blanched. "He blew you off to. I wonder why?" Suddenly Fritz's gun went off and Dana screamed. Thinking she'd been shot, Jack turned and saw her staring at him with horror as his right arm went numb.
Looking down he saw red liquid streaming down his chest as a fire crawled over his neck and clawed at the inside of his stomach. He turned back to Fritz as fear and a numbing cold chilled him. "You're going to die." Jack whispered. "I swear I'll kill you."
"After you." Fritz smiled, walking forward. Jack staggered forward with a grin on his face.
"See you in hell." A few more clicking guns sounded around the clearing, "You didn't think I wouldn't have brought my men to?" Jack was just talking now, trying to concentrate as weakness spread over him like rain. He wanted to scare Fritz, he wasn't even really sure it was his men, only hoping. Suddenly a cry erupted and three men streaked past him as more shots rang out. As his knees gave way there was another thump that spun him right around and knocked him over before his world gave way into empty, echoing black.
Suspense! Ahahahahaha
DragonHunter200: hey! Again with the lines! I love it. It makes me feel like yer really reading it! I love you...not in that way. I really sleep on the porch. I have three walls, (It's a closed in porch) and two are made purly of glass so I have thick curtains. I have three dogs, a dalmation, a miniture American Eskimo and a black beshon/Pomeranian/cocker spanial. The Eskimo is mine, I'm her human and she sleeps with me on the porch. Ewe, Toronto. No offence to Toronto but they rule this country.
Dshael: Rosa and Lily will be back in about three chapters as main characters so just hold on, there will be surprises. I can't wait!
Ch. 14 Nassau Port
Jack sat in the captain's cabin listening to Dick ramble on about one thing and another. His mind was in a lock, however, and he didn't feel much like listening. "How long have I been on this ship?" He asked suddenly, stopping Dick mid-sentence. The man looked stunned at being interrupted but it quickly turned to anger.
"Bloody hell, whelp, shut up for once and listen. As I was saying there is too much..."
"That's all very interesting, to be sure but...I asked you a question." Dick's face turned purple.
"A year or so..." He thought for a moment. "Four or so years, about." Jack winced.
"Four years?" He whistled. "Wow. I wonder how me mates on the Lister are doing eh?" He stood up and went to the window. "Where next?" Dick heaved a deep sigh.
"I got an idea..." Dick stared. Jack laughed.
"Did it hurt?" Dick ignored him.
"Nassau. The Red-Revenge was spotted there." Jack nodded and turned to the other man.
"Okay, I'll be going then. I have business elsewhere on the ship." And with that he left, not bothering with the rest to the speech. Everyone was out tonight, except Dana who was missing. Sidestepping Rills, Jack climbed down the stairs to the crew quarters two at a time and went over to her bed.
She was curled up in a small ball, her blankets to her chin looking beautiful as always. Jack sat down on her mattress and she rolled over, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him close. Jack smiled.
"Pretending, luv?" He growled, pulling her closer to him and kissing her on the lips. "A dirty trick." She laughed.
"Sneaking down here and sitting on my bed, luv? A dirty trick as well." Her eyes scanned the room before they rested back on him and she pulled off his hat. "Were is everyone?"
"Getting ready to dock in Nassau Port." Jack replied. "Revenge business, you know." Dana nodded and sighed, laying back down and letting go of him.
"I'm starting to think I'm never going to get anywhere in life." Dana said. "I want to avenge my son." Tears welled in her eyes and she looked away. "But I'm not going anywhere. I'll have to fight these people for Fritz...Jack..." Jack nodded and lay down beside her on the bed.
"I know, luv. Come with me." Dana looked at him curiously and Jack continued. "I'm leaving the ship next time we dock in Tortuga. I'll make me way, wait for the opportune moment...get back me Pearl." Dana laughed.
"It's been nine years, you had that ship for three days Jack. Have you completely gone starkers?" Jack grinned.
"If ye want. Right now we're going to Nassau...I want to do more there then just look for Fritz and miss him, like usual. I want to make a big scene there...pillage it or something." Dana grinned.
"That can be arranged."
Nassau was in chaos, women and children ran through the streets screaming, men fought bravely and Jack stood in the middle of it all, smiling on the panic and uproar he had caused. He hadn't even fired a shot but, he wouldn't. His bullet awaited Barbossa. Dana came up to him as he stood silently in the alleyway between a store and a hotel, watching the crew of the Seeker.
"Haven't you made your fame already Jack?" She asked, indicating the running people in the streets.
Jack smiled and raised his cutlass. "No, the price on my head isn't big enough." Dana laughed lightly and followed Jack into the street where they stopped in front of an old woman. She screamed and tried to run but Dana grabbed her.
"Money." She growled. The woman handed her bag to Dana and ran off, screaming at the top of her lungs. Laughing, Dana emptied the contents and turned to Jack who watched her with an odd expression. "What?"
"I ever tell you your beautiful?" He asked. Dana shrugged and took off, following Johnny who was entering a hardware store. Thinking he should go down to the harbor, Jack ran down another ally and crossed a small clearing onto the beach. The beach was just as the port town with running people and ransacking crew. Jack smiled and made his way across the beach, intent on a nice ship down farther when the sound of Dick's voice caught his ears.
"If I'm caught, that'll be the death of me. My crew want this done right, you know them...I can't head them off forever." Curious, Jack crouched low and inched towards the bushes. Through the dense leaves, he could see the back of Dick with glistening sweat on his neck and arms. His voice was huffy as though he was scared but he couldn't see the other man.
Jack leaned the left and carefully moved aside a clump of bush and his eyes widened in surprise, his heart hammering in his chest. It was Fritz...the bastard was talking to Peg-Leg Fritz! Reaching for a small dagger in his boot, he listened intently to the conversation.
"Yes, all those sea rats ye got workin' for ye. I wouldn' be surprised. I can tell ye, I love watching you take em all over this world to find me." Fritz laughed making Jack cringe. "I heard tell ye have another on yer crew, a weird lookin' man...some say he looks like Joshua Delore."
"He does Cap'n, exactly. Name's Sparrow, he's Delore's son I believe." Fritz's eyes widened. "Ye've heard his stories I'm guessing? Some incredible ones there are, he's made quite a name for himself."
"And he wants me dead. I'll tell ye, I loved throwing the blade that downed his mother and his father..." Fritz made a snort, "Meat." Jack growled under his breath, the hand gripping his dagger stinging from how hard he held it. The opportune moment, wait.
"I must say, though..." Fritz continued. "I never expected ye to do a raid, I really didn't." Dick shifted uncomfortably.
"Sparrow's idea, price not big enough I guess." Fritz sighed.
"I'll have to teach the boy a lesson, here he's a ladies man, he like anyone on the crew, anyone he's close to?" Dick nodded vigorously.
"Dana, ye killed her..."
"Son, yes." Fritz laughed again, "Five years old...cute kid...looked just like her." Jack sprung up and through the dagger as hard as he could. Before Fritz could do anything, the dagger was in his leg, not where Jack had been aiming for but, close enough. Dick pulled out his gun just as Dana and John followed by Rills came up behind Jack. Jack jumped over the clump of bushes and grabbed a stunned Dick, pulling him to the ground and knocking the gun from his hands.
Dick somehow managed to get on top of Jack, his hands around his throat. Dana through herself at Dick, grabbing him around the throat and trying to pull him back screaming, "How could you, you bastard."
Dick screamed and flung himself backwards, dragging Jack with him and slamming into the ground, crushing Dana. She yelled out and began beating her fists on his chest while Jack punched at his face, loud crunches every hit.
Looking up briefly, Jack saw Rills and Johnny also battling Fritz, cutlasses flashing in the sun. Dick pulled out a knife from no where and the steel flashed down, catching Jack on the shoulder and surprising him enough to make him let go. With a roar, Dick was on top of him again, his large face purple with exertion.
A cry from Rills made them both look around. She was on the ground, clutching her leg, which was bleeding profusely. This distraction was all he needed. Jack brought his fist up and slammed it into Dick's nose, breaking it and sending the other reeling back in pain. Quick as light, Jack was on his feet and hurrying towards the base of a palm tree where Dick's gun lay.
As he bent to grab it someone slammed into him, knocking him head first into the tree. Dana lay on top of him and apologizing, rolled off just as Dick reached the gun. He stood up, huffing, a triumphant look in his eyes as he raised the gun. Jack, knowing the situation was hopeless, stood and raised his hands in surrender.
"You don't want to do this, mate." He said, taking one cautious step forward. "You know your not going to get anywhere if you kill me." Dick tensed as Jack took another step. "I mean, you've thrown your lot in with Fritz, the sworn enemy." With a slight smile, Jack took another step. "Where are your friends? What of your brother? What's in it for you?"
"Money, Sparrow." Jack made a quiet noise. "What?"
"Ah, money is more important then family, to be sure." Jack lowered his arms. "Look at me, I sold meself to a pirate ship and left me sister and me love behind...you, your gallivanting about with people who absolutely detest that man," Jack indicated Fritz battling with Johnny as they stepped around the downed Rills. "Who will kill you the moment he can." Examining his fingernails, Jack grinned. "Not smart, mate. I think you've given yourself a check."
"What do you know Sparrow?" Dick spat, his trigger finger tightening. Jack felt fear but tried not to show it. "You stand there, telling me you've never done something wrong, for the right cause?"
"Right cause?" Jack snapped, all drunken air dissolving. "I have done things that are wrong but I was smart enough not to back meself into a corner. If you don't shoot me, Fritz'll kill you. If you shoot me, the crew will kill you..." Jack grinned wickedly as he saw the understanding sink into Dick, spreading over his face as it blanched. "That was stupid."
"Oh my god." Dick whispered his gun lowering. At this, Jack jumped forward and grabbed the gun, wrenching it from Dick's grasp. There was another cry and Johnny went down to. Fritz pulled out a gun and pointed it at Jack.
"I see you've got past my stupid bumbling spy, have you Sparrow?" Fritz smiled. "Did you really think I'd come here, to the meeting with out my crew?" Suddenly up sprang three other men from the trees, all with guns in there hands. "Now who's backed into a corner."
"You still." Jack said, adopting his drunken swagger as he took another step forward. Around him were three sounds of guns being cocked.
"And why is that?" Fritz asked. Jack stopped.
"I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, savvy?" Fritz laughed.
"Oh yes, the one who was marooned on an island for three months and had to make friends with the Indian tribe living there. The head hunters, was it?" Jack tried to look as if this story was nothing new to him. "I particularly like the part of them making you their chief and then building you a boat to get back to the mainland which you sailed in a storm."
"What can I say, I'm just lucky."
"Foolish is more like." Fritz snapped. "Like father, like son." Jack laughed lightly.
"Ah, but I still know where the Isla de Muerta is, and you still don't. I hear stories to, Fritzie, like how you tried to get on the good side of Barbossa." Fritz blanched. "He blew you off to. I wonder why?" Suddenly Fritz's gun went off and Dana screamed. Thinking she'd been shot, Jack turned and saw her staring at him with horror as his right arm went numb.
Looking down he saw red liquid streaming down his chest as a fire crawled over his neck and clawed at the inside of his stomach. He turned back to Fritz as fear and a numbing cold chilled him. "You're going to die." Jack whispered. "I swear I'll kill you."
"After you." Fritz smiled, walking forward. Jack staggered forward with a grin on his face.
"See you in hell." A few more clicking guns sounded around the clearing, "You didn't think I wouldn't have brought my men to?" Jack was just talking now, trying to concentrate as weakness spread over him like rain. He wanted to scare Fritz, he wasn't even really sure it was his men, only hoping. Suddenly a cry erupted and three men streaked past him as more shots rang out. As his knees gave way there was another thump that spun him right around and knocked him over before his world gave way into empty, echoing black.
Suspense! Ahahahahaha
DragonHunter200: hey! Again with the lines! I love it. It makes me feel like yer really reading it! I love you...not in that way. I really sleep on the porch. I have three walls, (It's a closed in porch) and two are made purly of glass so I have thick curtains. I have three dogs, a dalmation, a miniture American Eskimo and a black beshon/Pomeranian/cocker spanial. The Eskimo is mine, I'm her human and she sleeps with me on the porch. Ewe, Toronto. No offence to Toronto but they rule this country.
Dshael: Rosa and Lily will be back in about three chapters as main characters so just hold on, there will be surprises. I can't wait!