Pirates of the Caribbean:
Chapter 4: Unfinished business
By: Vipera berus
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Pirates of the Caribbean, SAVVY?!?!?
Author's Note: Hey, I'm updating again! After reading this chapter, I want you to Review, savvy? It means so much to me if you scallywags review and it makes my day soooooooo much better! Thanks! Will is coming into the story in this chappie! I hope Jack isn't too OOC, because he's angry all the time… Tell me whatcha think?!
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Happened in previous chapter:
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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Here it is: the fourth chapter! Enjoy!
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Tony lost track of time as she gazed at the surface. Norrington must've thought they were both dead because they weren't shooting any bullets into the water. She was certainly going to die, but Sparrow had a chance to live. Damn him! He was too lucky for his own good and all because of her flawless plan... Tony cursed her plan into Satan's arse and –
Suddenly she felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her waist and shake her awake from her daze. Tony turned and stared at Captain Jack Sparrow with a dagger in his hand. He was shaking it in front of her and she understood. She lifted her hands to him and he cut the rope in a swift move. Tony smiled at him, but Jack turned her around with his hands by her shoulders. She gave him a confused glance but didn't resist because her vision was becoming blurry. She needed oxygen. Quickly.
She had no idea what Jack was doing before she felt the heavy dress fall off her petite body and she was left in a pair of very unattractive underpants and a small top, both in white. Jack cocked an eyebrow at the granny-pants she wore and then noticed she wasn't moving anymore. He grabbed her quickly around her small waist and started to pull her to the surface…
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The deep intake of real air was like the first she had taken in years. Tony coughed the remaining water out of her lungs as her eyes shot open. She was lying on her back in the warm sand but instead of seeing a deep blue sky, she found herself staring into Sparrow's deep brown eyes as he crouched over her. He had nice eyes. He was very close to her. Too close and as she snapped out of the trance the beauty of his eyes had brought and pushed the too close being Jack Sparrow away with her hands.
"What the bloody hell do ye think you're doing, huh?" she yelled at him angrily as she jumped back up on her feet. She noticed that they were on the beach, a bit away from the wharf where the encounter with the Commodore had happened. (They must've swam to the shore, Tony guessed). The place they were in was obscured by palm trees and rocks so that it was impossible for a person to see them from any part of Port Royal actually. Jack, who had stood up as well, brushed the sand off his breeches with his hands.
"Savin' yer pathetic life." he answered her question. Tony's face flushed. Had he saved her? Of course… he had indeed. She glared at him and saw that his eyed looked her up and down in an amused way. "Well, I never knew tha' pirates wear – " Jack begun with a smirk and a light tone.
"Oh, shut up." She snapped and guessed what he meant. She was still only wearing a tiny top that barely covered her chest and showed a large amount of her flat stomach and the unattractive granny-pants. Strange enough, her heavy leather boots were still on her feet and she hadn't managed to loose them in the mess that had happened in the past two days. She tried to cover herself with her arms and shot Jack warning glares as he didn't stop smirking.
"I have to say that I like what I see." He stated with a sexy smirk and a seductive tone as he scanned her body with his eyes.
"I didn't know you favored these lovely stomach-holding-in pants very popular with grannies the world over, eh?"(A/N: Does anyone know which movie that was from? Heheh!) Tony replied sarcastically and hugged her arms around her more tightly. "Stop staring."
"Make me." Jack challenged with an intense gaze as their eyes met. Tony blushed and glared at him in anger. "Or ask more politely, savvy?" he added and licked his lips. Tony scowled with fury boiling inside her. She couldn't recall when she's last been this angry.
"AAAAAAAAAAH!" she yelled angrily as she launched towards Jack with her hands clenched as fists. She wanted to cause him as much pain as possible; no matter if she'd get hurt herself… she froze as a pistol appeared right between her eyes. Her hands were still in the air in front of her in kung fu position but now Jack's pistol pointed at her and his face was expressionless. Tony was breathing heavily and her eyes flashed.
"That wouldn't be very clever, Evans." Jack said coldly.
"You were asking for it, Sparrow." Tony spat his name like it was venom to her tongue. The pistol was cocked and she gulped.
"All I need to do is pull this ruddy trigger, bonny lass, an' ye'll drop dead." Jack warned dangerously. Tony said nothing and bit her lip in fear. They stared at each other with pure hatred in their eyes. "But I won't. Not yet at least." He said after a while. His voice was still cold and stern.
"Why?" Tony asked wide-eyed in relief. Jack hadn't moved the pistol yet.
"Because," he begun and licked his lips. "you and me," he pointed at her and then at himself with the hand that was not holding the pistol. "have unfinished business, savvy?" he said icily.
"Oh, I savvy alright," Tony replied mockingly. "if you're talking about the money then yes. I had a slight suspicion you saved me because I owe you 60 000 shillings or whatever?"
"80 000 shillings in fact." Jack corrected her. "And good ye brought up tha' life savin' thingy. Ye owe me yer –"
"Oh no, I don't! I don't owe my life to you!!!" Tony said with a frown. "We're square, remember? I saved your life from the Commodore with my brilliant plan and you only saved mine in the water. And about the money, I couldn't care less! It's your shitty probl –" Jack's pistol came in contact with her chin and she became quiet.
"Tha's much, much better, Evans. You're right about our lives. We're square. Bu' ye still owe me 80 000 shillings an' I came 'ere to get 'em. and I'm going to get 'em, savvy?" Jack said, pressing the pistol into her chin so she had to raise her head upwards as she gulped. "And it's all your problem how I'm going to get 'em. Or shall we say, Miss Mayfield's problem?"
"Just tell your crew Miss Mayfield died before she managed to get the money to ya. I have a perfect story for you as well," said Tony. "Tell yer crew that their oh-so-saintly Captain Jackie Sparrow shot her head in pieces!" she hissed angrily and started to breath heavily in anger again. "Where're your manners, man? You shouldn't point a gun at a woman!" Tony added and tried to push the pistol away from her chin but Jack didn't let it budge.
"I don't see any women here?" Jack said sarcastically in a low voice. Tony didn't answer. He hurt her feelings she had to admit. She was a woman even if many thought her as a man because of her name and career. No one should be denying anyone's gender by name or career, least of all hers. She was truly hurt.
Why is his words, affecting me this way? He's just an ugly – well, not ugly, exactly, - but vile pirate… He's not different. Tony thought.
"I am a woman, Jack. Although I wish I wasn't…" Tony said softly, meeting his eyes in a gaze. "What do I have to do to prove it, huh? Kiss you? Jump in bed with you?" she spat and he heard how hurt she was. "I am not some common whore of Tortuga. I'm not like the other women, Jack. And just because I stand up for myself and refuse to have sex with you, I'm suddenly made a guy?!? It's not fair…"
Jack stared at her in guilt. He loosed the pressure on the pistol and took it away from her soft skin it had bruised. As she lowered her head back to normal position he could even see the hurt in her beautiful blue eyes. She had a human side after all. He knew what he said was wrong. She was a woman, a pretty one actually. That was the main reason why Mr Gibbs had brought her to Jack the night she was kidnapped. He kidnapped her because of her beauty. Of course he wanted to bed her, no doubt about that if you looked at her appearance, but when he got to know her a bit better, he found an independent woman in her. With a sharp tongue and she was never without an answer or reply. She was a bit like Anamaria, the girl from his crew. But Tony was still very different from Anamaria. He had heard about Tony Evans's adventures and she had been a Captain. The same thing as independent and no ones servant. And the thing that angered him about her was the fact that she stood up for herself just like she said. Damn her!
"So, are you going to kill me or not?" Tony's soft voice made him snap out of his thoughts. Jack had the pistol pointing at her without his knowledge. He didn't low it though.
"Not yet as I said. I'll give ye one chance. I'll let ye come back with me to me Pearl an' then I let ye explain this little misunderstanding we have to me crew, alright." Jack said and the hand which held the pistol dropped to his side. Tony looked at him in disbelief.
"Are you ill?" she asked, concerned. "What's with the pistol down there?" Tony looked at him curiously.
Jack lifted the pistol to point at her face again. "Better?" he raised his eyebrows. Tony shook her head so her brown hair danced around her face. He let it drop again. "I thought so…"
They stood in silence for a moment. "What's going to happen now?" Tony asked, breaking the silence. Jack gave her a smirk and then took a step closer to her. She backed with one step. "What are you doing?" she asked, sounding a bit panicked. Jack started to walk towards her with small steps and she backed away just as much as he came closer to her.
"We're walking back to me ship an' ye can retell these events we're now been through with to me crew, savvy?" Jack said and they continued walking, with Tony her back in the direction Jack led her to. Quite convenient that he did not have to say or touch her to get his will.
"I'm not explaining anything! This whole mess is your fault! And you bloody hell know it!!!" Tony yelled and stopped. Jack stopped a few inches from her, looking down at the girl.
"Do I have to get rough wit' ye?" he asked casually and leaned a bit forward to her face. She took her face away with a disgusted expression on her face.
"No need to get rough, mister." Tony spat. "I'll be delighted to come and tell yer crew what a BIG MISTAKE you did. Kidnapping another pirate… How can anyone be so thick, huh?" she added fiercely. Jack eyed her warily, his fingers tightening the grip of his pistol. "I bet they'll think yer a lousy Captain. They'll probably start a mutiny!"
She had no idea what a nerve she hit. Did she not remember the time when Jack's former crew had made mutiny against him and left him on a deserted island? Obviously not.
Jack took one step closer and startled her and she fell to the sand with a thud. Unfortunately for her, the sand was filled with stones as big as her hands, which made it a rough landing.
"OUCH!" she cried and rubbed her bum. Then she looked up at Jack and had never seen him as upset or angry in her life, meaning the two days she had the pleasure to know the infamous Captain. His eyes flashed warningly as he stared down at Tony.
Then he suddenly crouched down in front of her. Tony leaned as much backwards as she could while she supported her body with her hands. Still their faces were very close.
"As much as I would like to shoot yer pretty head in pieces right now," he hissed with narrowed eyes. "I'm not gonna do it. I'm really going to get 80 000 shillings from ye no matter what! Ye're coming to me ship and tell me crew the truth, savvy? And you better get me the money or I'll do whatever I come to think of with ye…" he said, his eyes wandering to her exposed body. Tony was breathing heavily.
"You'll never get any money from me!" she hissed as well and as Jack was about to speak, Tony hit him with a stone in the side of his head. HARD. "And you'll never do whatever you think of with me! NEVER!" she added fiercely and saw Jack's eyes become slightly blurry. He lifted a finger in the air between them and said:
"You'll pay fer that, Evans…" before he fell forward and landed on top of her. He was unconscious. Tony gasped as his head came to rest between her breasts.
She quickly pushed him away and rolled to the side. "Even a pervert when he's knocked cold…hmph!" she said but then a grin spread on her face and she started to giggle. "HA! Stupid Sparrow!" she said as she stood up and threw the stone she knocked him out with, into the sea. She brushed her bum from sand and she looked down at Jack, a grin on her face again, the bright sun gleamed in her eyes and a wicked plan in her mind…
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Twenty minutes later, Tony Evans walked through a sunny Port Royal wearing an off-white shirt and a dark brown coat and a pistol tucked in a sash (creamy white with red stripes) she had around her waist. The shirt was so big for her that it looked like a dress, only it reached her mid-thigh and she had to roll the sleeves a couple of times to her elbows. She had no breeches whatsoever. All her clothes, beside the tiny top, her granny-pants and her boots, were Jack's. She smiled to herself as a few people looked at her strangely, probably guessing that she was a pirate.
She had done quite nicely, leaving Jack only in his blue breeches, lying on the beach. Without a weapon! Stupid blighter for leaving his sword aboard the Black Pearl… Tony waved happily at a little boy who stared at her with wide eyes. She heard him whisper to his mother; "Look! A pirate, mummy! I want to be a pirate!". His mother answered angrily: "Pirates are filthy, now stop staring!"
Tony giggled as she made her way through the town with one thing in her mind. She needed a sword. Jack's pistol wasn't enough and she could've bet anything he'd come back and take it from her. Wearing only his breeches… hahaaa…
When she had taken off his coat and shirt, she had gasped. Really gasped. He had a really good body, at least the upper body, who knows about the rest…! She knew the tales of his perilous adventures were true because of scars that covered his arms and chest. Pity he was such a pervert and evil… but as she thought about it, was he really evil? Was it only her attitude that made him to act that way towards her?
Tony shook her head and smiled as she arrived to the blacksmith shop. The door was slightly open and as she peeked through the door gap, she could see a young man working. She took the pistol out of the cloth and the door creaked open. The man looked up immediately.
"Good evening." Tony said with a smile. The man looked at her strange clothing with raised eyebrows. She had the pistol behind her back as she moved inside the dusty room. She jumped down the stairs and eyed the place curiously.
"Good day, miss." he replied politely and placed down the sword he was working on. He took a cloth and wiped his hands clean with it. "May I help you?"
He had brown curly hair which he had tied into a ponytail in his neck. He had a slight moustache and a beard. He was wearing a sleeveless shirt that exposed the fine muscles in his arms. He had black breeches, white stockings and brown shoes. And he was very good looking, in Tony's opinion…
"Oh, I'm just…you know…looking around." she said and met his gaze before looking at the some swords that were lying on a table. She took one in her hand and swished it in the air in front of her before lying in back down.
"Not to be rude or anything, but who are you?" the man asked. Tony looked at him and then said loud and clearly:
"Tony Evans." the man's eyes narrowed slightly. No doubt that he had heard of her. He looked at her clothing once again. He looked at the coat, to be precise. "And you?" she asked, her fingers held the pistol tightly.
"Will Turner. You're a pirate." said William Turner. Tony grinned.
"Aye… Are ye scared?" she answered wickedly. Without her knowledge, Will grabbed a sword that he also held behind his back.
"I am not scared of pirates, miss." he replied and took a sideway step. Tony did the same but in the other direction. "May I ask what you are doing here?"
"I need a sword. And by the looks of it," Tony nodded her head at the table where there lay a dozen of finished and polished swords. "you have swords."
"Yes, I have." Will said taking another sideway step, as did Tony. He didn't like this girl very much. "Do you, by any chance, know Jack Sparrow?" he asked, glancing at her coat again.
"Well, if you want to call it knowing that he runs around Port Royal in only his pants, then yeah, I know 'im." said Tony with a smirk. "You?"
"Yes I know him. And you're wearing his clothes. Where is he?" Will asked, recognizing Jack's coat. Tony grinned mischievously.
"I'm not telling you." Tony said amused. "And the clothing isn't the only things that's his," Tony said and revealed Jack's pistol from behind her back. Will showed his sword and pointed it at her. "My, my. Tricky situation."
"If that's what you want to call it." Will said his eyes narrowed. "Is Jack alright?"
"Oh, yeah…I think he's just blacked out, nothing serious. Why?" Tony asked. Her back was now facing the door as she looked at William Turner. "Well, I'm not exactly sure if he's been eaten by crustaceans by now, or if the Navy's caught him." Tony said and grabbed a cutlass from a table nearby. She pointed the pistol at the Turner man and examined the cutlass in her hand. She swished it in the air in front of her again, as if trying to cut someone's throat.
"You're in trouble, Miss Evans." said Will seriously. Tony glanced at him and then back at the cutlass.
"I like this cutlass. Mind if I take it?" Tony said and without waiting for an answer from Will she said; "Thanks. And I'm not in trouble – "
"Oh yes you are, love." said a rough third voice behind Tony's back…
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To Be Continued…
Author's Note: How was that? Are you guessing who came? I think you are!!! You have to know who it was but you'll be certain if you read the next chapter, savvy?!?!?!? I try to post it as soon as possible…
I have a good feeling about this story. It's planned to the very end (Although not written!) and things are about to get HOTTER!!! GRRRRR….
(IMPORTANT!!!: This story is going to be R much later. I'm sorry if it's not yet, but it'll be I promise!!! The things that are about to come up is mentions of nasty things and perhaps a bit of other things as well…)
Please Review, OK?! Tell me what's good, what's bad and what's OK. What do you think about Will? Is he too…er…OOC?
Next Chapter:
-Elizabeth arrives in all her prettiness and gracefulness wearing a…dun, dun, dun…corset! (I have to put her in the story because otherwise Will would get lonely…poor William…)
-The adventure continues to…you'll guess it…TORTUGA!!! (How cliche is this going to be? It's not going! I hope it won't…)
-Tension between Jack and Tony…grrr…
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