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Ch.18 Three ships
Rosa tied the strip of cloth tighter over Sparrow's arm making him wince slightly but she ignored him, she couldn't even look at him. She wasn't even really sure if she believed Lily, Jack was supposed to be dead. All the supporting evidence he gave though matched up, things only her and her brother had known. Sparrow either had gotten the info out of her brother before he killed him or...or what? Why would her brother divulge such information? Why, now, as she looked at him, did he look so much like her brother had done only older...it was his eyes.
"So then what?" She asked, checking his side and then moving on his arm which wasn't broken but strained pretty badly. Sparrow stayed silent so she prompted him. "What then?"
"I joined." He said. "You knew that, I told you I was going out to sea..."
"To be a merchant sailor, not a pirate." Sparrow closed his eyes and leaned back. At least, it seemed as if his eyes were closed, she knew that he was probably still watching her through slits.
"All the same really, luv." He answered simply. "Pirates do what they have to, to survive. Merchants do what they have to. Really, I just didn't tell you the whole truth." Rosa rolled her eyes and looked back at Lily who had sunken into shadow.
"Why did you leave? If it wasn't to be a merchant, what was it? Freedom? Money? A life of crime." Sparrow smiled.
"Pirates are not criminals, darling. Just terribly mis-understood." Rosa snorted and Sparrow's smile grew. "I left for freedom...mother." Rosa's hand slipped while she did the knot on his arm bandage. "I never told ye, eh?"
"What?" Rosa asked. Sparrow opened his eyes and looked at her darkly.
"Mother was killed...murdered." Rosa stopped what she was doing, her hand trembling. "That's one of the reasons I left, to get the man who did it. It's taken me a life time but...I almost have him." Rosa leaned forward despite herself.
"Who?" She asked. Sparrow raised his eyes and looked at the ceiling. Following his gaze, Rosa also looked up and found only brown wood. The lay out of the ship, at least what she'd seen, indicated to her that they were right beneath the captain's cabin. "Captain Fritz?" Sparrow nodded and Rosa felt her stomach clench. The bastard had manipulated her into killing her own brother and he'd murdered her mother! She felt her heart beat speeding up.
"Time to go my pretty ones." Came a voice from the cell door. Sparrow looked over her shoulder and Rosa followed his gaze, resting her eyes apon Dick from above. He was unlocking the cell door, his eyes on Sparrow. "See he's still alive. Horseshoes I tell you." He laughed lightly and pointed a gun at them as more crew came down the stairs.
"What are you going to do with him?" Rosa asked. She was still unsure weather she trusted Jack Sparrow, especially after all the stories about him but, in a way, she knew he was her brother. Dick's eyebrows raised.
"'Him?' You mean 'Us', don't you?" He asked. Two large men came in, one grabbing Jack, the other grabbing Rosa and they dragged them from the cell, and Lily's scream telling them she had been grabbed to.
Rosa didn't argue as she was taken up to the light and the air, her hands going numb in her big captor's grasp. Fritz stood off to the side of the main mast, a hangman's rope dangling beside him and swinging in the breeze, an up turned bucket beside it. Rosa's heart clenched, he was going to hang them.
"We 'ave gathered 'ere," He said as they were forced to a stop in front of them. "In the sight o' god an' the devil, t' 'ear the claims an' watch the hangs o' Jack Sparrow er, Jack Delore...Rosa Whitaker-Delore an' Lily Larson." He said. Rosa wasn't confused, Jack had told her all about Joshua down in the hold. She looked at Jack who was watching Fritz. "Wha' 'ave ye got ta say fer yerself?" Jack smiled.
"Oh! I'll go first!" He said in mock eagerness. Fritz smiled blandly but nodded. "Mrs. Whitaker has nothing to do with this mate, you got the wrong lass." Fritz shook his head.
"I wan' the map, Delore...Sparrow...wha' ever. I wan' ta know where Isla de Muerta is, I'll stop on'y when I get it an' not befer." Jack raised an eyebrow and pulled away from his captor.
"Ah, but if you kill me, I won't give it to you." He said, "I'll be dead. If you kill Mrs. Whitaker or Miss. Larson, I'll kill you so...in a way, you lose." Fritz was smiling.
"Who said anything about killing?" He looked up at the rope. "Well, maybe eventually...or now." He looked to Sparrow's captor. "Bring Delore." The man behind Jack grabbed him and pushed him forward to the bucket. Jack climbed on obediently and turned to face Lily and Rosa, smiling widely. "What are you grinning at?"
"You still didn't get me." He said. "I'm Captain Jack Sparrow...savvy?" Just then there was a fearful call from the crow's nest.
"Sail! Sail...Sails on the horizon! Sails on the horizon!" Fritz looked up at the crow's nest and back at Jack, scared. Before he moved and the crew broke into a frenzy, he kicked the bucket and Jack fell.
Gibbs ran up to the wheel, heart pounding as he looked out over the water at the Red-Revenge. They were making no attempts to run but turning around and preparing to fight. He smiled savagely; they had absolutely no chance.
A woman he knew only as Dana walked up the stairs toward him, her light short brown hair blowing in a strong wind that had just come up, bringing with it heavy storm clouds. Gibbs felt Anamaria at his shoulder and said, "How, again, do you know Jack." The woman smiled, eyes on the ship behind them, the Seeker.
They'd met up with the Seeker in Tortuga, while trying to locate their crew and mount the rescue for Cotton and Jack. They had been insistent on joining the search and Gibbs strongly suspected it wasn't because of Jack. The only one that seemed truly intent on the captain was this woman, Dana, who had requested to join the Pearl's crew for the hunt. She'd spent the most time in the last few hours, with Anamaria.
"I knew him 'bout six years ago, he was with the crew of my ship for a time." She answered simply. Gibbs opened his mouth the respond but Anamaria hit him hard on the arm and gave him a warning look, shutting his mouth for good.
"Ouch." He muttered, rubbing his arm and glaring at the young woman. "Enough's enough." Anamaria nodded and walked closer to Dana as Moises shifted his position at the wheel.
"Any one have a good plan?" She asked, sweeping a few strands of long black hair from her face. Everyone gathered at the wheel shook their heads except for Dana, who's eyes were on the Revenge.
"Get Fritz, kill him and then grab Jack, get far enough away...and bomb the ship with heavy artillery from her own storage." Anamaria and Gibbs exchanged looks but said nothing. This woman may look small and easy to take down but she had fire hidden somewhere. Dana looked around at them all slightly sheepish. "Sorry, I'll be back." They watched her leave, walking away down the stairs towards the captain's cabin.
"What was that?" Gibbs asked.
Dana entered the captain's cabin, heart pounding. She was so close. Wrinkling her nose, she looked around the room which looked as though it had been ransacked, cloths and books littered the floor, the blankets and mattress were laying on the floor, the drawers were pulled right from their holds.
"Jack Sparrow, you messy bugger." She said, walking forward, towards the table. "What happened in here?" It smelled like Jack. Despite her worries and feeling of unease at what was about to happen, she still felt safe, being somewhere close to Jack again.
She pulled the mattress off the floor and began tidying up the room, placing the drawers back in, passing time until the fight and her revenge...if she got it. She knocked a small wooden ball from the tall dresser and kneeled down, reaching underneath between the floor and the dresser to find it. Instead, her hands closed on a paper. Pulling it out, she turned it over.
It was old, ripped in half down the middle. She looked around but couldn't see the other side anywhere. What was it? "Isla de Muerta." She read. Jack had told her about this. Gibbs was at the door, watching her. She held up the map. "What is this Mr. Gibbs?" Gibbs frowned and walked farther into the room, reaching out and taking the map from her.
"Isla de Muerta." He said. "Jack has the other piece." He looked at her through dull eyes. "That is, if Fritz hasn't already taken it."
"Jack!" Lily screamed, rushing forward to try and save him. Pertson held her back. Fritz smiled and turned away from Sparrow, who had his hands at his throat trying to pry his death sentence from his neck. It was too tight. Walter walked over to Fritz as he entered his cabin. He looked worried.
"Sir, what about Sparrow? You're just going to turn yer back on him?" Fritz went over to the table where one of the pieces to the Isla de Muerta sat along with the compass he'd taken from Sparrow. Opening it's top, he watched the needle spin around and around...it didn't point north. It pointed to the island, Barbossa hadn't told him where the island was...he'd needed the pieces of the map and the compass...damn Barbossa.
"He'll be fine." Fritz said, turning around. "One more block removed on out way to being immortal, Walter. One more." He turned back to the table as the shooting outside began. One or both of the other two ships had arrived, the battle had begun. "One more. All I need is the other end of the map. Now, get out there and FIGHT!"
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DRAGONHUNTER200: 1 am? I was asleep at 1 am! Man, my parents go to bed at 11! Oh well. It's okay that you didn't write your fav lines, I forgive you. Yes, I've finally gotten to your story and am waiting for you to review! Please hurry! I like it, you've got me hooked so don't stop! I want to know what happens to Will and Jack! I've never read an entire 'you' fic either. My friend writes them, she has about five on the go, she's almost done but I haven't read them through. I'm the first to know what's going to happen though and I know the plots so I really don't have to read them, you know? I'll try one, and my Harry Potter one goes up today so look for it. It's got small chapters but, oh well, I shuld try and write smaller for a while. I get to see the third movie soon...I hope, probably in the next few weeks. Right now, Troy is at my local theater about half an hour away so, when it leaves Van Helsing will take it's place then, hopefully, Harry Potter. I don't know if animals can be homo's. I really never thought about it personally. Oh well, maybe. With the whole small town thing, I heard yesterday that cows have been banned from the town because a few got drunk a while ago, before we moved here. You want weird? That's really weird! And I'm not kidding either, I'm dead honest. With all the weird stuff that goes on, my town could be an attraction at the next circus!
Ch.18 Three ships
Rosa tied the strip of cloth tighter over Sparrow's arm making him wince slightly but she ignored him, she couldn't even look at him. She wasn't even really sure if she believed Lily, Jack was supposed to be dead. All the supporting evidence he gave though matched up, things only her and her brother had known. Sparrow either had gotten the info out of her brother before he killed him or...or what? Why would her brother divulge such information? Why, now, as she looked at him, did he look so much like her brother had done only older...it was his eyes.
"So then what?" She asked, checking his side and then moving on his arm which wasn't broken but strained pretty badly. Sparrow stayed silent so she prompted him. "What then?"
"I joined." He said. "You knew that, I told you I was going out to sea..."
"To be a merchant sailor, not a pirate." Sparrow closed his eyes and leaned back. At least, it seemed as if his eyes were closed, she knew that he was probably still watching her through slits.
"All the same really, luv." He answered simply. "Pirates do what they have to, to survive. Merchants do what they have to. Really, I just didn't tell you the whole truth." Rosa rolled her eyes and looked back at Lily who had sunken into shadow.
"Why did you leave? If it wasn't to be a merchant, what was it? Freedom? Money? A life of crime." Sparrow smiled.
"Pirates are not criminals, darling. Just terribly mis-understood." Rosa snorted and Sparrow's smile grew. "I left for freedom...mother." Rosa's hand slipped while she did the knot on his arm bandage. "I never told ye, eh?"
"What?" Rosa asked. Sparrow opened his eyes and looked at her darkly.
"Mother was killed...murdered." Rosa stopped what she was doing, her hand trembling. "That's one of the reasons I left, to get the man who did it. It's taken me a life time but...I almost have him." Rosa leaned forward despite herself.
"Who?" She asked. Sparrow raised his eyes and looked at the ceiling. Following his gaze, Rosa also looked up and found only brown wood. The lay out of the ship, at least what she'd seen, indicated to her that they were right beneath the captain's cabin. "Captain Fritz?" Sparrow nodded and Rosa felt her stomach clench. The bastard had manipulated her into killing her own brother and he'd murdered her mother! She felt her heart beat speeding up.
"Time to go my pretty ones." Came a voice from the cell door. Sparrow looked over her shoulder and Rosa followed his gaze, resting her eyes apon Dick from above. He was unlocking the cell door, his eyes on Sparrow. "See he's still alive. Horseshoes I tell you." He laughed lightly and pointed a gun at them as more crew came down the stairs.
"What are you going to do with him?" Rosa asked. She was still unsure weather she trusted Jack Sparrow, especially after all the stories about him but, in a way, she knew he was her brother. Dick's eyebrows raised.
"'Him?' You mean 'Us', don't you?" He asked. Two large men came in, one grabbing Jack, the other grabbing Rosa and they dragged them from the cell, and Lily's scream telling them she had been grabbed to.
Rosa didn't argue as she was taken up to the light and the air, her hands going numb in her big captor's grasp. Fritz stood off to the side of the main mast, a hangman's rope dangling beside him and swinging in the breeze, an up turned bucket beside it. Rosa's heart clenched, he was going to hang them.
"We 'ave gathered 'ere," He said as they were forced to a stop in front of them. "In the sight o' god an' the devil, t' 'ear the claims an' watch the hangs o' Jack Sparrow er, Jack Delore...Rosa Whitaker-Delore an' Lily Larson." He said. Rosa wasn't confused, Jack had told her all about Joshua down in the hold. She looked at Jack who was watching Fritz. "Wha' 'ave ye got ta say fer yerself?" Jack smiled.
"Oh! I'll go first!" He said in mock eagerness. Fritz smiled blandly but nodded. "Mrs. Whitaker has nothing to do with this mate, you got the wrong lass." Fritz shook his head.
"I wan' the map, Delore...Sparrow...wha' ever. I wan' ta know where Isla de Muerta is, I'll stop on'y when I get it an' not befer." Jack raised an eyebrow and pulled away from his captor.
"Ah, but if you kill me, I won't give it to you." He said, "I'll be dead. If you kill Mrs. Whitaker or Miss. Larson, I'll kill you so...in a way, you lose." Fritz was smiling.
"Who said anything about killing?" He looked up at the rope. "Well, maybe eventually...or now." He looked to Sparrow's captor. "Bring Delore." The man behind Jack grabbed him and pushed him forward to the bucket. Jack climbed on obediently and turned to face Lily and Rosa, smiling widely. "What are you grinning at?"
"You still didn't get me." He said. "I'm Captain Jack Sparrow...savvy?" Just then there was a fearful call from the crow's nest.
"Sail! Sail...Sails on the horizon! Sails on the horizon!" Fritz looked up at the crow's nest and back at Jack, scared. Before he moved and the crew broke into a frenzy, he kicked the bucket and Jack fell.
Gibbs ran up to the wheel, heart pounding as he looked out over the water at the Red-Revenge. They were making no attempts to run but turning around and preparing to fight. He smiled savagely; they had absolutely no chance.
A woman he knew only as Dana walked up the stairs toward him, her light short brown hair blowing in a strong wind that had just come up, bringing with it heavy storm clouds. Gibbs felt Anamaria at his shoulder and said, "How, again, do you know Jack." The woman smiled, eyes on the ship behind them, the Seeker.
They'd met up with the Seeker in Tortuga, while trying to locate their crew and mount the rescue for Cotton and Jack. They had been insistent on joining the search and Gibbs strongly suspected it wasn't because of Jack. The only one that seemed truly intent on the captain was this woman, Dana, who had requested to join the Pearl's crew for the hunt. She'd spent the most time in the last few hours, with Anamaria.
"I knew him 'bout six years ago, he was with the crew of my ship for a time." She answered simply. Gibbs opened his mouth the respond but Anamaria hit him hard on the arm and gave him a warning look, shutting his mouth for good.
"Ouch." He muttered, rubbing his arm and glaring at the young woman. "Enough's enough." Anamaria nodded and walked closer to Dana as Moises shifted his position at the wheel.
"Any one have a good plan?" She asked, sweeping a few strands of long black hair from her face. Everyone gathered at the wheel shook their heads except for Dana, who's eyes were on the Revenge.
"Get Fritz, kill him and then grab Jack, get far enough away...and bomb the ship with heavy artillery from her own storage." Anamaria and Gibbs exchanged looks but said nothing. This woman may look small and easy to take down but she had fire hidden somewhere. Dana looked around at them all slightly sheepish. "Sorry, I'll be back." They watched her leave, walking away down the stairs towards the captain's cabin.
"What was that?" Gibbs asked.
Dana entered the captain's cabin, heart pounding. She was so close. Wrinkling her nose, she looked around the room which looked as though it had been ransacked, cloths and books littered the floor, the blankets and mattress were laying on the floor, the drawers were pulled right from their holds.
"Jack Sparrow, you messy bugger." She said, walking forward, towards the table. "What happened in here?" It smelled like Jack. Despite her worries and feeling of unease at what was about to happen, she still felt safe, being somewhere close to Jack again.
She pulled the mattress off the floor and began tidying up the room, placing the drawers back in, passing time until the fight and her revenge...if she got it. She knocked a small wooden ball from the tall dresser and kneeled down, reaching underneath between the floor and the dresser to find it. Instead, her hands closed on a paper. Pulling it out, she turned it over.
It was old, ripped in half down the middle. She looked around but couldn't see the other side anywhere. What was it? "Isla de Muerta." She read. Jack had told her about this. Gibbs was at the door, watching her. She held up the map. "What is this Mr. Gibbs?" Gibbs frowned and walked farther into the room, reaching out and taking the map from her.
"Isla de Muerta." He said. "Jack has the other piece." He looked at her through dull eyes. "That is, if Fritz hasn't already taken it."
"Jack!" Lily screamed, rushing forward to try and save him. Pertson held her back. Fritz smiled and turned away from Sparrow, who had his hands at his throat trying to pry his death sentence from his neck. It was too tight. Walter walked over to Fritz as he entered his cabin. He looked worried.
"Sir, what about Sparrow? You're just going to turn yer back on him?" Fritz went over to the table where one of the pieces to the Isla de Muerta sat along with the compass he'd taken from Sparrow. Opening it's top, he watched the needle spin around and around...it didn't point north. It pointed to the island, Barbossa hadn't told him where the island was...he'd needed the pieces of the map and the compass...damn Barbossa.
"He'll be fine." Fritz said, turning around. "One more block removed on out way to being immortal, Walter. One more." He turned back to the table as the shooting outside began. One or both of the other two ships had arrived, the battle had begun. "One more. All I need is the other end of the map. Now, get out there and FIGHT!"
Dun Dun Dun....like it? Tell me what you think.
DRAGONHUNTER200: 1 am? I was asleep at 1 am! Man, my parents go to bed at 11! Oh well. It's okay that you didn't write your fav lines, I forgive you. Yes, I've finally gotten to your story and am waiting for you to review! Please hurry! I like it, you've got me hooked so don't stop! I want to know what happens to Will and Jack! I've never read an entire 'you' fic either. My friend writes them, she has about five on the go, she's almost done but I haven't read them through. I'm the first to know what's going to happen though and I know the plots so I really don't have to read them, you know? I'll try one, and my Harry Potter one goes up today so look for it. It's got small chapters but, oh well, I shuld try and write smaller for a while. I get to see the third movie soon...I hope, probably in the next few weeks. Right now, Troy is at my local theater about half an hour away so, when it leaves Van Helsing will take it's place then, hopefully, Harry Potter. I don't know if animals can be homo's. I really never thought about it personally. Oh well, maybe. With the whole small town thing, I heard yesterday that cows have been banned from the town because a few got drunk a while ago, before we moved here. You want weird? That's really weird! And I'm not kidding either, I'm dead honest. With all the weird stuff that goes on, my town could be an attraction at the next circus!