Pirates of the Caribbean:
Chapter 3: You're a WHAT?!?
By: Vipera berus
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Pirates of the Caribbean! I only own the plot and the characters you don't know from the movie!!! :)
Author's Note: This is the third chapter as you, I'm sure, are aware of. I'm writing this here because I don't know what else to say…BOOOOOO!
Captain Jack Sparrow stood in the helm of his beloved ship the Black Pearl and watched as the port which was coming closer and closer. Port Royal. The town every pirate avoided because of the oh-so-lovely Commodore Norrington. Every other scallywag save for Jack Sparrow. Not this time. He had a captive who was rich. The sun was high above on the sky and shone down on the deck of Jack's ship as the pirates worked hard. Soon they would be rich and then his rum supplies would never end! Would the Commodore try to stop him? Had he seen his ship nearing the port? Would they welcome him with cannon fire? Jack did not know this, but one thing he knew for sure, they could not take him as long as he had Miss Mayfield.
Jack smirked to himself in the sunshine. The harbor was near.
He was going ashore with the missy first. His crew would follow after a while. Yes. A perfect, flawless plan!
"JAAAACK!!!!" The Captain snapped out of his thoughts as an angry voice shouted his name from below. He heard quick steps coming up and soon a black-haired woman appeared and rushed to him.
"Ey, what's the matter, love?" Jack asked confused with his eyebrows raised. He gave the helm to Gibbs who stood beside him and Jack walked towards Anamaria.
"Who the bloody hell does she think she is?!?!" Anamaria shouted and several mates from Jack's crew stopped in their duties and looked up at the scene with interest. "I want to kill her!!" she continued with a nod as she came into a halt in front of Jack. Her eyes were dark and Jack knew she was beyond angry. She was furious.
"Ye can't kill 'er, Ana. She still has 80 000 shillings we need to get." Jack said to her roughly. "So ye can't kill 'er and she knows this." he said sulkily. "Ye din't leave her alone down there, didja?" Jack asked as an afterthought. Anamaria gave him an apologetic look and a nod before Jack hurried down below towards his cabin.
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Tony was biting, gnawing and chewing the ropes around her wrists. Only it didn't work. The rope was too tightly tied and nothing seemed to open them.
She had to stop in her doings as the cabin door burst open and in scurried the Captain of the ship, looking around at her in annoyance. She lifted her gaze to him and smiled sweetly.
"Hiya, Captain!" she said with faked happiness and horrible sweetness in her voice. "Missed me that much, huh? Or is there a special reason why you decided to return and interrupt me in my tries of an escape? I was doing quite great before you graced us with your presence." Tony added lazily with an ice cold glare.
Jack gave her a smirk which was the complete opposite of what he felt inside. "I came to get ye, lass. We're there." He said strictly and walked over to her, taking a knife of his pocket and began to cut the bonds around her wrists.
"Thanks, I really –" Tony began truthfully but became quiet as Jack tied new ropes around her wrists. "You're evil." She muttered as he tied them tightly.
"I know." Came his rough answer and he pushed her towards the door. She almost tripped over the long hem of her dress but managed to keep her balance as Jack placed a hand on her shoulder.
She walked to the deck with Jack right after her. The bright sun blinded her and she had to shut her eyes quickly but Jack led her. She heard a few whistles from the working pirates and felt many eyes on her body.
When she opened her eyes again, the harbor of Port Royal was now in front of her and the Black Pearl was anchored a bit outside the main harbor.
"Shall we get goin'?" Jack asked with a smirk and before he got an answer from Tony, she was pushed and dropped carefully down to a rowboat and soon Jack joined her and took the oars in his hands. Tony lifted her eyebrows.
"Were going just the two of us? You don't need any back-up or something?" she asked confused. Jack gave her a mysterious smirk.
"I think I can handle a snobby lass like yerself." Jack answered to her. Then he added to his crew: "Wait fer the signal, men! If there's trouble, cannon fire will soothe them out, savvy? Mr. Gibbs in order." And then he started rowing the boat to the shore. They heard Gibbs say 'Aye, aye' and then the crew returned to their duties as Gibbs took the responsibility of everything aboard the ship as Jack was with Tony.
"Why is it just the two of us going ashore?" she asked once again, not liking his first answer. Her wrists were now hurting a bit of the tight rope but she didn't complain.
"Like I said, I can handle ye." Said Jack. She frowned.
"Well, I could just jump off this ruddy boat and swim to the beach." She snapped. Jack gave a laugh and looked her up and down before answering.
"I daresay ye'll be down in the bottom of this bay before ye reach the shore, love." He said with a smirk. "Not to be rude or anythings, Miss Mayfield, tha' kind o' clothing is one hell o' a thing sinkin' ye down to the Davey Jones Locker." He said looking at her dress (her cleavage more like!). "An' how were ye planning to swim with tied hands, eh?" he asked with one cocked eyebrow. Tony frowned because she knew he was right and she didn't talk for the rest of the short voyage.
Jack rowed to the nearest dock and they stepped up on the wharf. Tony walked in front of Jack as he pressed his pistol in her spine quite forcefully.
Suddenly she tripped over the hem of her dress and fell on her face. She heard Jack laugh as she was tangled in the dress and its petticoats on the ground. His laughter died away as if he saw something horrible. Tony wondered what it was and she would get her answer soon as a pair of brightly polished shoes came into a stop right in front of her eyes. She had a suspicion who was the owner of them but she wanted to be sure and she lifted her face a bit to look up at the maliciously smiling face of –
"Commodore Norrington!" Jack exclaimed with a grin and a swish of his hand. Tony jumped back up on her feet and brushed her dress of dust with her tied hands, eyeing James Norrington from the corner of her eye and his sword which was pointing at them. "How wonderful to see ya again, mate." he added happily. Tony stared at Commodore Norrington's face in horror.
Shit! He looks just like I remembered… Tony thought panicked and stared. Norrington had a dozen of navy soldiers in red uniforms standing behind him, every one with their guns pointing at them.
"Miss Mayfield, please behave now, will ye?" Jack whispered roughly in her ear and took a firm grip of her shoulder and pressed his pistol at her again.
"Oh, I will, believe me…" she muttered sourly to him. The pistol was pressed harder at her spine.
"What a nice thing to meet yeh on this lovely day, Commodore." Jack said brightly and gave the man a grin which exposed all his gold teeth.
"Well, well, well. Nice to meet you too, Sparrow, or should I say, that it'll be nice to catch you?" Norrington said and a few of his navy men chuckled. His eyes moved from Tony to Jack.
"Before ye start catching anybody, listen me out mate." Jack said. "Ye can't catch me as long as I have the lovely Miss Mayfield at gunpoint, which I have right now." Jack said seriously and swayed a bit. Norrington raised his eyebrows.
"Miss Mayfield?" Norrington repeated in confusion. "She is no Mayfield and she's hardly a Miss!"
"Oh, c'mon James. Stop being so rude! I am a woman even if you can't see it." Tony replied harshly. Norrington opened his mouth to speak but she was faster. "And I certainly am a Mayfield." she added hastily with a quick glance at Jack.
"You are not. You're only a vile p –" Norrington began but was cut off by Tony.
"Hey, you think it's going to rain tomorrow, James? The sky sure looks like it…" Tony said lightly and loudly, changing the subject and gazed up to the sky then back at Norrington.
"Ye've met Commodore Norrington before?" Jack asked disbelieved as he heard her speak to him by his first name.
"I thought he was a Lieutenant?" Tony replied and Jack got the answer as an yes.
"My, my. This is the second time in my life I've seen scum such as you in a dress, Tony." Norrington continued. His sword, which he had had out pointing at them all the time, pointed at the clothing she was wearing. "What have made you do such a thing twice in your pathetic life?"
"Yes, well, since I married the Prince of the North Pole. (He was colder but more polite than you, James, I'm afraid…) I had to squeeze myself into a corset. It's kinda nice, ye should try it sometimes, aye." Tony said to him with a smirk. "Anyway, since we're talking about my love life, we divorced because I found out that HE had been cheating on me with a few of my maids. Isn't that a lovely thing?" Tony added sweetly as Jack chuckled.
"You're such a lying pirate, Evans. I thought you were dead." Norrington hissed. Jack, who had been listening to their conversation with interest, snapped out of his thoughts and raised his eyebrows.
"Pirate?" Jack repeated in confusion. No one seemed to listen to him. "Evans? Tony 'Sharp-Tongue' Evans?"
"And I'm not a liar even if I've been called that twice in a day! Frankly, part of it is true actually…" Tony said loudly. "I'm not dead, James, I know you're hoping that I'd be…" She could feel Jack's eyes on her in confusion and his pistol wasn't pressing as hard at her back anymore.
"Right. I see you fooled another one again, Evans. Get some irons, Lieutenant Gillette!" Norrington bellowed and turned slightly to a man behind him with a white wig. He left in a hurry.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa," Jack said quickly with raised eyebrows. "Excuse me, Commodore, bu' are ye sayin' tha' this lass over 'ere, is Tony Evans?" he asked and looked from Norrington to Tony with wide eyes and he took his pistol away, but it still was in her direction in case this all was just a silly mistake he would be able to take her as hostage again. "Well, let me tell ye sumthin', she can't be Tony Evans, 'cause this lass came across me on a royal ship, mate, sailin' under the British flag. It was no pirate ship. AND she's wearin' a DRESS! No pirate wears a dress, least of all Tony Evans for I always thought –"
"Don't, Sparrow. I'll guess what ye were 'bout to say: You thought Tony Evans was a guy, right." Tony replied fiercely as she turned her head to Jack. "Here's a new form of a guy. And for your information, I AM Tony Evans, a pirate just like you. I wear this bloody dress so blighters like James won't recognize me, ok? And you had to kidnap me!!! ARGH! To hell with all ye!!!" Tony shouted in frustration and clenched her hands into tight fists.
Jack stared at her with a slightly open mouth. "No way…Evans's dead." he murmured with eyes wide. "But the Lady Jane –"
"Why I came with the ship is none of your business." Tony spat. She didn't hear his first words. "And there is no money, because I am not some snobby little miss called whatever Mayfield! So, Sparrow, ye can forget all about the 80 000 shillings and stuff the story up your arse!" she snapped and turned back to Norrington and Gillette who had returned with a pair of chains. Great… just bloody great… Tony thought bitterly.
"What the hell are ye on about?!?!?" Jack yelled roughly and his pistol came pressing at her neck. Forcefully. Tony yelped in pain and she had to take a small step but Jack pulled her back beside him.
"I am not some lady, Sparrow. I am Tony Evans, a pirate, ok?" said Tony slowly as if she was speaking to a five year old. Norrington and his men were watching the scene with glee.
"It seems that we don't have to kill the pirates ourselves. They are killing each other." Norrington said.
Tony had lost her temper once already and she was waiting for the second time when she would explode with anger. Jack Sparrow sure was thick as blood. She frowned as the pistol didn't loose its forceful press at her neck.
"I hated you the first time I met you, and I'm sure it'll never change, but," Tony said to Jack almost in a whisper. "just don't kill me. or you're dead yourself. I know I fooled ye, but this is not the time to pay back. I have a plan and I need you to trust me." Tony continued with the same low voice to him. Jack snorted.
"Why in Davey's name would I trust ye?" Jack hissed angrily.
"I said I have a plan which might save us both! Interested?"
"No." Jack's answer was clear as water. Tony sighed but said nothing more. "I have a plan which saves only me." Jack said and looked back at Norrington. There was a silence when on one said nothing. Norrington was fixing the chains in his hands with Gillette on his right.
"It seems that the hangman will have those two pairs of boots instead of one." Norrington commented with a smirk once he heard the silence between the two pirates, but he didn't lift his head to look at them.
"Aye, bu' I have a suggestion, Commodore." Jack started and ignored Norrington's last statement. "Ye do remember me saving Elizabeth last year, savvy? What would ye say about getting Evans's boots instead of mine?!" Jack exclaimed happily and had a hard grip of Tony's shoulder. She refused to show the pain it gave her. "I did one good deed, SHE never did!?" Jack said and swayed.
"I have been hunting you down ever since, Sparrow. Do you really think I'll let an opportunity like this slip away? Well, think again." Norrington said and gave the chains back to Gillette and he took his sword and pointed it at them again. "Now, be good and follow me to the prison. It is where the lot of you belong."
"Take the bloody Evans hellcat and let me scurry away on me merry ways! I came to bring this filthy pirate to ye –" Jack begun with a smirk until Tony stepped on his foot.
"Liar…" she muttered. "Ye didn't even know I was a pirate before James had to ruin everything!"
"Unfortunately I didn't know. I would've drowned ye the moment I knew ye were Tony Bloody Evans." Jack hissed.
"Pur-lease! How'd ye managed to drown me when ye thought – sorry, still think I look stunningly pretty and ye want to have your filthy way with me, huh?" Tony asked with raised eyebrows and tried to loose the rope that still tied her hands. Jack didn't answer only frowned. "I still have my plan if you're interested, Sparrow?"
"Let's hear it then." Jack said quietly and pointed the pistol at Norrington. "No moves, Commodore."
"You'll hear it in a while, just trust me." Tony said with a smirk Jack couldn't miss. He frowned.
How could he trust the pirate, Tony 'Sharp-Tongue' Evans, who by the way had a sharp tongue, and who had fooled him royally? Impossible, but since the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow had no other choice, he let the girl go through with her plan he didn't even know about…
"Ahem," Tony begun and coughed, getting full attention from the Commodore and his soldiers. "Just wanted to thank ye for this, ah, lovely meeting as it is. But I have to that me and Captain Sparrow over here have business to attend, so if you excuse us –" Tony said as Jack looked at her in annoyance.
Not the best time for a speech… Jack thought bitterly.
"Don't even think about escaping, Evans. You have nowhere to go." Norrington said and looked around him, as to check any possible escaping route.
"I must point you quite wrong there, James. You see," Tony took a step to Jack's level. "I have a way to escape! NOW!" Toy yelled and pushed Jack sideways over the edge of the high wharf and into the water he fell with a loud SPLASH!
Tony gave Norrington a faint smile before she jumped in after Jack and before the soldiers came over their shock.
The SPLASH that erupted from her was more graceful than Jack's as she knew what she was doing. But the moment the water surrounded her, she wasn't so sure she knew what she was doing. From the corners of her eyes she saw bullets swim past her at top speed through the clear water. She pushed the water with her legs with all the strength she could muster. Her dress was getting very heavy on her petite body and she noticed her tied wrists in front of her in the water. SHIT! she panicked and tried to scream in the water as more bullets from Norrington and his navy swam past her among some fish. The bay was deep and she remembered Jack's words;
"I daresay ye'll be down in the bottom of this bay before ye reach the shore, love." He had said with a smirk. "Not to be rude or anythings, Miss Mayfield, tha' kind o' clothing is one hell o' a thing sinkin' ye down to the Davey Jones Locker. An' how were ye planning to swim with tied hands, eh?" Jack's words were true. She was going to sink down to the bottom of the bay.
It dawned to her that her head felt slightly dizzy as the air in her lungs escaped unnecessary fast. She wanted to scream but no voice came from her mouth as she tried. She pushed the water again with her legs. She tried it many timed, with the result that she felt even more exhausted.
She stopped with her doings and fixed her gaze to the surface that seemed to be so high above her. She would die and no one would miss her… but then she felt a –
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To Be Continued…
Author's Note: Cliffhanger!!! Now you just have to check out the next chapter, right?!?!? I hope anything wasn't too confusing? But if something was a bit unclear, I'll be more than delighted to explain it to ya! Just review!!! :)