I don't own any of these characters…but I Do wish I owned Orlando Bloom…or Will Turner…or Johnny Depp…or Captain Jack Sparrow…(haha! Van-that'd be a lovely match, that…me and Jack…hehehehe…imagine the types of fun we'd have…not in a nasty sort of way…but, you know me…no one would ever believe me and Jack Sparrow…hehehehe!)
A/N: This is an alternate ending to the movie-I'm sure that if you read the preceding chapters, you'll know what's been going on and whatnot. Savvy? *-*
A/N #2: This is the chapter you wanted…and I'm giving it to you…Savvy? *-* (I love saying that…)
Summary: This is like an alternate ending to the movie…I'm at the spot where well…read the "previously" thing….
Previously on Defeat:
Jack looked at Will as he (Will) was being bound. He felt sorry for the boy; the boy was just too headstrong, and that wasn't going to help. If only he would concede his pride a bit, he, Captain Jack Sparrow: expert escapist, planner, sailor-or rather captain, and wooer of women everywhere, would think of a plan to get them all out of there. But for now, they would have to endure the hell before them aboard the Black Pearl, his one and only love…if only for a little while…
But what Jack hadn't counted on was Barbossa's ability to know what he would do (Jack) before he even knew…
A/N #3: Yeah…I realize that the "Previously" thing is like a whole ¼ of the last chapter…It was so short! I was looking at it again and I was like holy crap! Sorry about that…this one'll be longer than the last one-I can promise that…and plus, have I ever given you reason not to trust me? *-*
Barbossa led Elizabeth aboard his newly captured vessel: the Dauntless.
Some of the crew (the smarter part of Barbossa's crew – the original crew of the Dauntless was dead - who knew that they'd get something in return) had gone ahead of Barbossa and Elizabeth and started to prepare a meal for the two.
On the boat ride over, Elizabeth had been absolutely silent, while on the other hand, Barbossa had been making little exclamations about various things like the soft sea spray, the light of the moon, and the salty air.
When they boarded the Dauntless, it was horrible for Elizabeth; though the crew that had come to prepare the meal had hid the bodies somewhere, the blood was still spilled everywhere. Barbossa took no notice of the blood and brought Elizabeth close to his side and he led them below deck. He had no idea where to go, but he guessed and checked, opening and closing doors.
Finally, he came to the dressing room. Inside the room were different sorts of spare clothes for different people of different rankings. There were captain's uniforms as well as the crew's and other officer's uniforms. But there were also dresses; lovely dresses of sundry colors and styles, for all occasions and outings.
Barbossa's eyes widened at the dresses. There were also undergarments as well; that as him smile. He looked at Elizabeth who was now sitting on a chaise, looking very depressed indeed. But Barbossa didn't' take notice of her mood…he only saw that her hair was tied back in a half-braid, and that she was wearing men's clothes…He licked his lips, "Aye, the lass can make anything look nice…" he thought to himself.
Barbossa went to the dresses and undergarments and felt all of them, running his hands over each one. They were all so soft and fluffy! Although after 10 years of not feeling anything, anything would feel soft and fluffy…
"I want ye ter put on this," Barbossa pulled out a deep royal blue dress, "and this," then he pulled out a tiny corset with matching petticoats, "and meet me in the dinin' room in one half o' an hour. I'll have one of me guards ou'side waitin' ter escort ye." And with that, Barbossa left the room in search of the dining hall.
Elizabeth just sat there, she heard what Barbossa had said; she just didn't want to follow his orders. So she sat there, depressed and alone, thinking for the next twenty minutes. Then she glanced around the room, looking for a window or another door. No such luck, it was boxed in on all sides-no doors, or windows, or secret passages.
"Damn!" she thought to herself. No way out…She found that twenty-five minutes had passed. She didn't move from the chaise and when thirty minutes rolled around, guard stepped in, Elizabeth was still decked out in men's wear.
The guard smiled and spoke, "The cap'n thought ye'd be stayin' like tha'. Well, 'e informed me tha' efs ye were stell like this, than I could change ye meself!" The guard was still smiling his nasty grin, and it was missing quite a few teeth.
Elizabeth's face contorted into one of disgust. She could only imagine what the guard would want to do to her, so when she ordered the guard to get out; he didn't budge. So she walked over to him and kicked him in the shins, hard. She kept kicking him until he got moving and he was out the door.
Then she went over to the clothes that were laid out for her and started to pick them up. Elizabeth looked at the corset and then at herself. "That's impossible!" she thought. "I can hardly fit into my own ones at home…this is for a eight year old!" Then she flashed back to the day she met Will.
*The salty sea air was hitting her face and the spray of the sea was as well, but she didn't care. In fact she didn't have a care in the world, why would she? She was eight years old…she had her whole life ahead of her… She was singing her favorite song… "Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me… we pillage and plunder, we rifle and loot, drink up me hearties, yo ho… we kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot, drink up me hearties yo ho…"
Then she saw it. The thing that changed her life forever. A small pink parasol, with lovely lace edging. She had one similar to it, it was blue-to match the dress she was wearing, but there was no need for it today, not in this dense fog… It was spinning around, and Elizabeth was caught in it's little spinning pattern. But finally she broke her gaze at it and saw something else…
"Look a boy! There's a boy in the water!" she shouted.
The men aboard the ship all went to the starboard side and began to bring him up. Once he was up, they realized that he was unconscious.
"Elizabeth, I want you to accompany the boy. He'll be in your charge; take care of him," said Governor Swann to his daughter.
Elizabeth nodded and went over to the boy…he was cold to the touch, and…he had a strange medallion on him…it was really actually quite beautiful, but before she got the chance to look at it, the boy burst into the conscious world.
This frightened Elizabeth some because he had grabbed onto her, but she calmed down quickly and said soothingly, "It's ok. My name's Elizabeth."
The boy registered this quickly and stuttered out his own name, "W-w-will Turner."
Elizabeth wanted to comfort him; he looked so helpless. Finally, she said, "I'm watching over you Will."
This seemed to calm the boy and he faded back into unconsciousness. Only then did Elizabeth reach for him and look at the medallion. It had a grinning skull on it, it looked almost as if it knew something she didn't and it was mocking her about it. She frowned at it, and then it dawned upon her… "You're…you're a pirate!" she said quietly.
"Has he said anything?" demanded Commodore Norrington, She never quite liked him; he was always so…so… stiff.
"His name's Will Turner, that's all I found out," she said timidly, as she spun around with the medallion in her hands that were behind her back. She had to hide it…if she didn't, this boy, Will, would be tried for piracy, and who knew what could happen to him…maybe what Commodore Norrington said, "A short drop and a sudden stop." No, that couldn't happen to Will, she wouldn't let it happen. She'd find out his story and help him. After all…it'd always been her dream to meet a real pirate, maybe this Will could lead her to some more and she could meet them, and go off on a worldly adventure…Well, she couldn't start thinking like that…yet, she'd have to nurse him back to health and find that out later…*
She shook out of the flashback; she didn't have time for that, for all she knew the guard fellow could walk in at any moment. But then another thought struck her as she looked at the rigid corset in her hands, "Why don't I just use a different one? Hmmm…it's not like Barbossa will know anyways…" So she walked over to the closet full of clothes and got a different one-one that she would actually be able to put on without assistance.
Luckily, this one tied in the front only, so she sucked in her stomach the best she could, without really expanding her lungs. Quickly, she wrapped the strings around her fingers and pulled hard, tying the strings as fast as she could without losing her form.
Once she got that done, she picked up the dress. It was a lovely deep royal blue, with several flounces and layers. The neck was low-cut with lace trimming and the sleeves were just off the shoulder. "That might be a problem…" she thought to herself as she looked down…she still had her men's jacket and pants on. But this was for good reason. She came up with an idea and she started putting on the dress. Elizabeth would have loved to wear it, had she not had to dine with Barbossa.
Slipping all the way into the dress and tying the appropriate ribbons, Elizabeth laughed a little. Her plan was actually quite good…by leaving her jacket, shirt and pants on underneath the dress (which were all folded and tucked away, so Barbossa wouldn't see) she could make a hasty escape, if needed…or perhaps…when needed, and she could just rip off the dress and that godforsaken corset-leaving her men's clothes intact. It was a perfect plan, and Elizabeth congratulated herself on thinking of it.
Then she walked over to the door and knocked. The door opened immediately and the guard pirate led her away towards the dining hall.
A/N: Hey! What'd you all think???? I told you I'd update soon, and here it is!!! *-* It's definitely longer than the last chapter-that's for sure, but it's still kind of short…or at least shorter than you would all probably like it to be…tomorrow I'll post another chapter. And I'll warn you, it's really short, but it's very, very vital to the story and it didn't go with this one, so it's on it's own. I'll type it up tonight, and post it tomorrow morning, since I'm posting this tonight…Savvy? *-* (Sorry-if you're annoyed at me for saying that…I just never get the chance to, so I'm using it here…*-* ) Anyways…thanks for all the reviews! They came in very fast and might I say… very wonderful! Thanks! And I was wondering…do any of you even want to have a "discussion" type question??? Tell me. I'll be happy if you do, so I don't have to wonder and type it for nothing. So I'll ask the same one as last time:
Johnny Depp (my fav actor) said recently in GQ that he would buy his kids pot if they got hooked on it-you know to make sure that it wasn't laced or anything. What do you think?
Ok-I should go now…I promised to cut down on my A/N's….
Cheers!
Tati Bloom aka Elf Girl
PS: I love Orlando Bloom! *-*
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Well…actually, I'm REALLY not supposed to be online now, so next chapter, I'll give super LONG replies, I don't want to get caught….Savvy?