Author's Note: as usually stated in my disclamining first statement, "i do not own anyone/anything that orginally belongs to pirates of the caribbean."
Chapter Six: Flashbacks and Foes
"What was that??" Anabella said, with a scared tone in her voice. Jack stared deep into the distance, as if he was in a trance of some sort.
"I don't know, I'll go check it out," he said in an almost monotone voice. Jack let go of her and hopped up onto the higher part of the Black Pearl. He pulled out a telescope, and looked through it. He nearly dropped it when he saw what it was. His face turned white, his hands shaking. There was only one thing that could frighten Jack this much.... "My dear you seem frightened, there's no need to be." A young Jack Sparrow, of about 18 years old is looking though a small hole on the side of a boat. He can see her, sitting in the chair. Her long, black hair was drenched, and he could see tears rolling down her cheeks.
"Don't be scared, it won't hurt much...." Jack closes his eyes, and all that is heard is a painful scream echoing through-out the lower deck of the ship...."Jack," Ana whispered. "Jack what is it??" He opened his eyes and shook himself out of the daze, and jumped to the lower deck. He walked right past Ana and she turned around in worry for him. "Jack..." Still no answer. "Jack would you stop pacing!!!" He turned around.
"Sorry Bella..." he looked at her with the same distant stare.
"What did you see?" she asked again, placing her hand on his hand, which was holding the wheel so tightly his knuckles were turning white. Just at that moment another cannon went off, causing Jack to wrap his arm around her waist and pull her close. "Jack, what did you see?" she said repeating herself.
"Another ship, far worse than the Black Pearl." Anabella looked up.
"Is that possible??" She now felt like there was a giant lump in her throat. Unable to swallow it, she drew in a shaky breath. Jack looked up at her and nodded.
"I'm afraid so love." Ana leaned her head down onto Jack's chest, and could hear his heat beating. Ba-bump.. ba-bump.. ba-bump ba-bump ba-bump... BA-BUMP. The louder and louder it got, the more frightened she got.
"But, what ship could possibly be worse than the Black Pearl??" she questioned. Her voice shook.
"The Dire Soul," he replied. After a long pause he added more to the name. "It's crewed by Captain Worvelt, a man so evil that he..." he swallowed, and stopped. Jack looked down blankly at her, although, his eyes weren't blank. They were filled with fright, madness and one other thing that Ana couldn't quite make out.
"Anabella, I'm taking you home now," he said after taking a few deep breaths. Jack let go of her, and started to pace.
"Why?" she asked. "Jack tell me why!!" He didn't answer, and just stared at her. With a tone of anger, and sincerity, he replied.
"Ana, you don't want to know..." But she did. Even more so now than before. Without saying another word Jack walked over to the wheel, and started to turn the Black Pearl around. Ana walked up to him and final glance in Jacks eyes stopped her dead in her track; glassy eyes, fear-stricken eyes, with the reflection of another ship that wasn't far off into the distance as it seemed.
Author's Note: HOL-EE MOL-EE!! wow.. it's 3:30 am here and i'm on a role.. i gotta end it here for today tho.. well for now haha.. gotta get some sleep.. it's funny how the best ideas come to you at night.. well.. please please PLEASE r/r!!!