Alright, here for your reading enjoyment, another installment. I hope you
like it. (I don't own the pirates)
Thank you over and over and over again from the bottom of my heart for the reviews! I am in love with them all, I might just have to marry them. no really, I'm serious.
This one's a bit longer. I hope it makes sense. Yell at me if it doesn't. I wrote the last chapter just a few hours ago! I'm very excited. Now I just have to write everything in between. Heh.
Oh, it switches in the middle. I think you all will be able to figure out what's going on. You're bright people, I'm sure. Okay, I've gabbed enough. Enjoy!!
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Will silently entered the bedroom he shared with Elizabeth and stood over the bed. Elizabeth was sleeping peacefully with a book across her chest because she had fallen asleep reading while waiting for Will. He quickly gathered some clothes and other items into a bag and then walked to the side of the bed.
He would miss Elizabeth, he didn't doubt that. But his hunger to leave and be with Jack was too strong for him to resist. He kneeled down and gently kissed her forehead, breathing in her clean scent. Then he blew out the lamp and left the room.
He met Anamaria outside and they made their way towards the harbor.
"So do you know where they are?" Will asked as they walked quickly down the dark street. They passed bars just beginning to acquire the usual nighttime rowdiness.
Anamaria nodded. "I've thought about it," she said softly. "Siyamak's gonna sell 'im to the place that's offering the highest reward. That'd be Marie Galante. Three day's sail from here."
"What'd he do in Marie Galante?" Will asked as they reached Anamaria's boat and began to set sail.
She smirked. "I'll just say that it involved a chimp, belly dancing, and massive looting and plundering."
Will smiled fondly. He missed Jack sorely. He could only hope that they got to him in time.
"So what's the plan?" he asked as they silently sailed into the night.
"There's no way we can find 'em now, I'm only guessing their destination. We're gonna have to just sail straight for Marie Galante and wait. But we must be quick. We've no telling if Siyamak's stalling or not."
Will nodded. "Aye, Cap'n," he called up to her where she was unfurling the last sail.
"Don't be pert, boy, or I'll have ya swabbing the deck!"
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"Hey!"
"Shaddup!"
"Well, yes, see, I would! Naturally! But there's a problem, if I may."
"Well ya may not, s' leave me be!"
Jack squirmed in his cell. "Only I've got to use the loo, y'see," he said matter-of-factly.
The man in charge of watching him rolled his eyes. "Ya just went an 'alf an hour ago."
Jack contemplated for a minute. The man went back to his whittling, assuming the conversation over.
"Okay, but I was also wonderin'-"
"Damn you ya scurvy slime! If'n ya don' shuddup in the next two seconds I'll 'ave your ears so fast yer head'll spin!" the dirty man shouted, throwing a block of wood at the bars in front of Jack's face.
Jack put a hand on his right ear. "No, thank you all the same," he said, eyeing the pirate with a disgusted look.
Footsteps descended into the dank room where the two were. A short, stout man with one eye sauntered to Jack's cell. "Well, Jack Sparrow, I've good news for you!" the man said jauntily.
"Why do you blokes always get it wrong, eh? It's Captain! Captain Jack Sparrow," Jack pointed out, nodding.
"I'll call ye what I want, ya bloomin' idiot! If I feel like callin' ya Jack The Dancin' Carrot, I will! And you'll answer!" the man yelled into the cage.
"Carrots don't really talk," Jack answered, frowning and shaking his head.
The man swiftly pulled out his pistol and pointed it at Jack, a look of insane rage in his eyes. Jack chuckled softly.
"You can't kill me, Siyamak. I'm worth too much, remember?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
A shot rang out as the short man fired. Jack cringed and fell onto his side, clutching his shoulder. Looking down, Jack discovered blood flowing steadily over his hand, soaking his shirtsleeve.
"Don't make the mistake of thinking that, Captain Jack Sparrow. Sometimes I think the joy of killing ya would be more satisfying than the price you're worth," Siyamak said. He turned on his heel and walked to the stairs. "Oh, by the way, we're two days from Marie Galante. And," he paused, "It's Captain Siyamak." He left.
Jack frowned. "What's Marie Galante?" he forced out, gritting his teeth against the pain in his shoulder.
The whittling man smirked. "Where they're gonna sell ya. It's offering the highest price." He laughed.
Jack's forehead creased in concentration, trying to recall what he had accomplished at that particular island. His eyebrows shot up when he finally remembered. Considering that, he guessed that he probably should be worth the most there.
Thank you over and over and over again from the bottom of my heart for the reviews! I am in love with them all, I might just have to marry them. no really, I'm serious.
This one's a bit longer. I hope it makes sense. Yell at me if it doesn't. I wrote the last chapter just a few hours ago! I'm very excited. Now I just have to write everything in between. Heh.
Oh, it switches in the middle. I think you all will be able to figure out what's going on. You're bright people, I'm sure. Okay, I've gabbed enough. Enjoy!!
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Will silently entered the bedroom he shared with Elizabeth and stood over the bed. Elizabeth was sleeping peacefully with a book across her chest because she had fallen asleep reading while waiting for Will. He quickly gathered some clothes and other items into a bag and then walked to the side of the bed.
He would miss Elizabeth, he didn't doubt that. But his hunger to leave and be with Jack was too strong for him to resist. He kneeled down and gently kissed her forehead, breathing in her clean scent. Then he blew out the lamp and left the room.
He met Anamaria outside and they made their way towards the harbor.
"So do you know where they are?" Will asked as they walked quickly down the dark street. They passed bars just beginning to acquire the usual nighttime rowdiness.
Anamaria nodded. "I've thought about it," she said softly. "Siyamak's gonna sell 'im to the place that's offering the highest reward. That'd be Marie Galante. Three day's sail from here."
"What'd he do in Marie Galante?" Will asked as they reached Anamaria's boat and began to set sail.
She smirked. "I'll just say that it involved a chimp, belly dancing, and massive looting and plundering."
Will smiled fondly. He missed Jack sorely. He could only hope that they got to him in time.
"So what's the plan?" he asked as they silently sailed into the night.
"There's no way we can find 'em now, I'm only guessing their destination. We're gonna have to just sail straight for Marie Galante and wait. But we must be quick. We've no telling if Siyamak's stalling or not."
Will nodded. "Aye, Cap'n," he called up to her where she was unfurling the last sail.
"Don't be pert, boy, or I'll have ya swabbing the deck!"
==
"Hey!"
"Shaddup!"
"Well, yes, see, I would! Naturally! But there's a problem, if I may."
"Well ya may not, s' leave me be!"
Jack squirmed in his cell. "Only I've got to use the loo, y'see," he said matter-of-factly.
The man in charge of watching him rolled his eyes. "Ya just went an 'alf an hour ago."
Jack contemplated for a minute. The man went back to his whittling, assuming the conversation over.
"Okay, but I was also wonderin'-"
"Damn you ya scurvy slime! If'n ya don' shuddup in the next two seconds I'll 'ave your ears so fast yer head'll spin!" the dirty man shouted, throwing a block of wood at the bars in front of Jack's face.
Jack put a hand on his right ear. "No, thank you all the same," he said, eyeing the pirate with a disgusted look.
Footsteps descended into the dank room where the two were. A short, stout man with one eye sauntered to Jack's cell. "Well, Jack Sparrow, I've good news for you!" the man said jauntily.
"Why do you blokes always get it wrong, eh? It's Captain! Captain Jack Sparrow," Jack pointed out, nodding.
"I'll call ye what I want, ya bloomin' idiot! If I feel like callin' ya Jack The Dancin' Carrot, I will! And you'll answer!" the man yelled into the cage.
"Carrots don't really talk," Jack answered, frowning and shaking his head.
The man swiftly pulled out his pistol and pointed it at Jack, a look of insane rage in his eyes. Jack chuckled softly.
"You can't kill me, Siyamak. I'm worth too much, remember?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
A shot rang out as the short man fired. Jack cringed and fell onto his side, clutching his shoulder. Looking down, Jack discovered blood flowing steadily over his hand, soaking his shirtsleeve.
"Don't make the mistake of thinking that, Captain Jack Sparrow. Sometimes I think the joy of killing ya would be more satisfying than the price you're worth," Siyamak said. He turned on his heel and walked to the stairs. "Oh, by the way, we're two days from Marie Galante. And," he paused, "It's Captain Siyamak." He left.
Jack frowned. "What's Marie Galante?" he forced out, gritting his teeth against the pain in his shoulder.
The whittling man smirked. "Where they're gonna sell ya. It's offering the highest price." He laughed.
Jack's forehead creased in concentration, trying to recall what he had accomplished at that particular island. His eyebrows shot up when he finally remembered. Considering that, he guessed that he probably should be worth the most there.