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…)
A/N #3: This chapter is for the wonderful Mistress of Mordor. In celebration of The Two Towers coming out on DVD last Tuesday, I'm posting this before this evening (which by the way is Monday-Labor Day).
Summary: This is like an alternate ending to the movie…I'm at the spot where well…read the "previously" thing….
Previously, on Defeat:
Then he raised his eyebrows. "All right, well, just trying ta do a mate some help…doesn't matter ta me. I could care less, since he got me into this…" Jack looked at Will sternly. " But hey, I'm wonderin'…what's he gonna do when he has to take a piss? Eh?" Jack smiled his golden grin.
" 'E's gonna 'ave ter wet 'is self or somin' cuz we're not untyin' 'im-'e's a bloody littl' blighter; can't trust 'im to stop strugglin' or nothin'."
Jack's grin was still there, "Well, then…it'll be an interesting sight to see when it comes, eh, Will?"
Elizabeth walked into the lavish dining room of the Dauntless. It was coated in blue and white décor to match the sea surrounding it. The expansive table placed in the center of the room was lined with plates of food that the crew (the smart part) had made, plundered, or otherwise gotten from some cupboard. The table settings were lavish with one at each end of the long table. There were fine crystal goblets that were filled with a deep red wine, sparkling dark red ruby when the candlelight caught it.
It was here that Elizabeth would be dining with Barbossa. When he saw her, he cocked one of his bushy eyebrows. "You're late miss," he told her. "I don't like to be kept waitn'-I hope ye keep tha' in mind," he added, a glint of evil in his eyes.
Elizabeth retorted icily, "I will bear that in mind, but I doubt I'll care, or for that matter I probably won't act upon it."
Barbossa kept smiling as if she hadn't said a word and ushered her over to her chair. When she got there, Barbossa pulled out the chair and beckoned for her to sit. She sat reluctantly and he pushed the chair in. "You look lovely this evenin' Miss Elizabeth," he said to her coyly. " 'Specially in that dress o' mine…" he added.
"It's not yours," she said firmly as he made his way over to his seat, picking up a bright green apple off a bowlful on the table.
"Ah…but luv," he said as he sat down, "it is. All of this is mine." He took a bite out of the apple-making a crack sound crisply in the air. "Now luv, ye can eat."
Elizabeth glared at him, fire brewing in her deep brown eyes. Then, she glanced at the food.
The assortment of food was far more enticing than the food she had had aboard the Black Pear. There were quail eggs; roasted partridges, with onions stuffed through their middles; steamed lobsters, red and hard; crabs; steamed fish; a boar fresh from the spit with an apple firmly planted in its mouth; flan, with caramel rolling down the edges, making it look like amber glass; and yet the variety and kinds of good seemed as if it never ended.
Her eyes glazed over; she realized just how hungry she really was and the fact that she hadn't eaten anything in a long time. The last thing in her stomach (that she could remember), was the rum on the island with Jack…and that wasn't filling-it never was. So, despite her trying to stay rigid and not give into Barbossa, she reached for a roll, a large, fluffy roll, soaked in butter. Elizabeth took a bite. Harmonic bell went off in her head-I tasted like heaven. Next, she went for an onion stuffed partridge, delicious, and then some quail eggs…ad on she went until she had eaten her fill.
Barbossa was just as hungry as Elizabeth, even more, since he had not eaten in a decade. Only his huger wasn't so much of having an empty stomach, though it was very empty, it was more an unsated hunger for anything and everything. His first bite of the apple was pure heaven for him…granted he had been in hell the last ten years… Never had he tasted something so…so…purely delightful. And as he ate the other food, there was no denying it-he was in pure ecstasy.
Thought oddly enough, Barbossa and Elizabeth both ate their fill (and in Barbossa's case, quite a bit more than that…) in utter silence, except for the chink-chinking or forks hitting the china plates. It was as if the two were in a game, a game that wasn't agreed upon through spoken words…but agreed upon through their thoughts. The first to give in and say something, anything was to be the weaker of the two-and neiteher of them wanted that title upon their heads.
When they were done, they sat quite stilly in silence nonetheless. Finally, after sitting twenty minutes too long, Barbossa broke the eerie silence by pushing back his chair, which made a horrid squeaking noise, and standing up. He patted down his clothes so they were at least somewhat smooth-but not really at all…Then, he started leering at her-really ogling at her, as if he were undressing her countless times, and looking her up down, and everywhere in between.
Elizabeth's breathing hitched a bit the moment she knew what he was doing, but she recovered herself quickly and stared down at her empty plate. Just as she felt the imaginary undressing had gone on long enough and that she ought to put a stop to it, Barbossa spoke.
His voice was different though-it was more evil sounding, if that were possible. "Now, Miss Elizabeth, seein' as we're both done eatin' and we've had an," he paused, searching for a word, "enjoyable rest, I'll be wantin' my things back, luv. The dress, an' oh yes…can't forget…the underthings as well." Barbossa smiled, somehow he was getting eviler and eviler by the second and his lust was going through the roof-in more ways than one…
"You wouldn't!" Elizabeth protested, panic setting in, as she knew he would.
"I would, and I'll be havin' me things back now, if ye please luv." He took a step forward.
"Stop calling me that!" she told him, the panic was in her voice now.
"What luv, luv?" he laughed as he took another step forwards.
"I swear- you vall me that one more time… anyways, I'm NOT your love. I'm Will's love…" then she trailed off. Her emotions were fumbled at the thought of her true love contributing to her father's and her fiancée's death's. Not to mention much of the King's Navy that was stationed in the Caribbean. She was quickly silent.
"So ye'll be givin' me things back now," Barbossa hinted, growing more impatient as he took another step forward.
A thought struck Elizabeth and she quickly snapped out of her sullen silence. "Oh my god! What's THAT?!?!" she screamed as she pointed to some place behind Barbossa.
He looked back, and she quickly took a knife beneath her napkin and put her hands over it, obscuring it from viewm as she had dones on the Black Pearl.
Although, when Barbossa turned back around, Elizabeth seemed a little too excited, and immediately, Barbossa knew what she had done. "Listen 'Liz'beth, you do anythin' with that knife an' me crew knows ter go an' kill Turner and Sparrow, and then they get ye ter themselves. Is that clear?"
Elizabeth's jaw dropped and panic took over once again.
"Give me the knife," Barbossa demanded, his voice gave no room for any 'funny business.'
She took a deep breath and reluctantly handed the knife over to Barbossa.
He took the knife and put it to her throat.
A/N: SO!!!! This one's longer than the last one by well…it's LONGER! Ok, I have to warn you, the next chapter is about as long as the last chapter (the one where Jack asks how Will's gonna take a piss…). But I thought it'd be cool to leave the chapter here and see what you guys can come up with in your heads…. evil me…*cackles evilly* I'll try my goddamn best to post the next chapter tomorrow, but there's no promises, as tomorrow is my first day of high school I'm a freshman! Woo hoo!!! Well…actually, it'll probably be hell…but hey…I'll think of Johnny and Orlando all day and it'll be fine…right? *-* So yeah-and seeing as tomorrow's the first day of school, I'll be a little more busy than I have been, so if I don't get another chapter posted 'til like Sunday, DON'T WORRY!!! I WILL NOT ABANDON THIS STORY!!!!! But seriously, I would never, ever abandon this story because: a) I love it, and b) You guys (the reviewers) keep me going… and c) if I ever DO plan to stop it, I'll tell you guys!!! And I'll at least tie it off…maybe not as well as it could have been, but I would at least have th courtesy to tie it off….So there you have it….no-I will NOT be abandoning this! Yay!!! Break out some more champagne!!! But be careful! Don't aim it for your eye! LOL! *-* So yeah! I hope ya liked this chapter….sorry, it seemed a lot longer in my notebook…damn notebook…makes everything seem so long! Well, gotta go get ready for tomorrow! Wish me luck!
Cheers!
Tati Bloom aka Elf Girl
PS: I love Orlando Bloom!
AN AWESOME THANKS TO:
*Leap of Fate: Yes, how spiffing….So, is this you're first time reading? I really hope you liked it, I mean by your review, it seems so… Thanks, I hoped it was interesting, I'm glad you think so (but you don't mean interesting in the interesting way-like bad…do you?) Ok-so this chapter is longer….yes, but the next chapter will be shorter, and it'll either come tomorrow, or Sunday…not sure when…although it MIGHT be up sometime I between….still not sure…since my s.o.b. science teacher told us at orientation that we'd get a project on the 1st day….I hate him…. :(
*Mistress of Mordor: Wonderful review…as always… *-* Yes, I think that the pissing thing was rather amusing too…tee hee…I can't believe I thought of it myself though…. But yeah…we'll see what happens when Will DOES have to take a piss…tee hee….*-* So yeah…..this is basically the end of 1 paragraph chapters…but that also means, I'll have to take more time writing them out…darn….oh well…. So yeah, thanks, to both you and Spirit 3 about the pirate talk/dialect. I used to be really worried about them taling, but now, I've pretty much like got the hang of it…kinda… *-* But yeah…it kind of annoys me how people DO just stick "ye"s and "arrr"s into their dialogue and leave it at that, where all the rest of the speech is perfect English. You know? So yeah, thanks. Oh my god, I'm SO SORRY about scaring the hell out of you…as you probably read in my A/N-I won't abandon this story…I love it, and the characters, and I love the reviewers (especially you-since you seem to have some of the best reviews!), and I love writing it! (Even if it DOES take a shit-load of time…tee hee) But yeah...never fear…I'll always have a chapter coming…but now that school's starting (like tomorrow) I'll have to keep steady in school first (cuz this speaker at the orientation scared the hell out of me…when he started talking about gpa's and life, and everything…woah…way to much info for me to have at one time….) so yeah. I'll do my best to update at least once a week, but it might be a little longer or shorter than that… So….The Two Towers!!! Yay!!! I haven't gotten it though, since I want the extended edition in Nov. It's a major bummer….but hey, I was at a sleepover 2 nights ago and my friend rented the movie just for me! That was awesome! I watched it twice that night…now I think that all my friends are all Legolas, Gimli, Frodo, Sam, Merry, Aragorn, Gandalf, and Pippin-ed out…oh well….so yeah-I'm posting this today…and it's about 4:30, so it's before the evening….and I'm celebrating…*more champagne!!!* So about your long reviews…I absolutely LOVE them…in the words of Elizabeth Swann…Don't stop.
*Spirit 3: Hey!!!! More champagne!!!! Yay!!!! Woo hoo!!! But watch out! That cork can sneak up and hit you in the eye more often than ya think!!! Haha! Yeah….I don't know if this chapter was much longer than the last…sorry if it isn't…lemme do a word count….let's see…this chapter (without the A/N's and stuff) was 1,149 words long…hm….that seems short….sorry…… *tear…* Need. More. Champagne. Need. Creativity. To. Flow. For. Longer. Chapters….
*Iblis: Hey!!! I can't reveal anything about the boat until the OPPORTUNE MOMENT!!! So keep reading and you'll find out!!!! Yes, Norrington, is a bit stiff…too stiff…And I dunno if he could really let loose…Ha!!! In the words of Jack…Captain Jack Sparrow… I'm havin' a thought…. It'd be funny if Norrington let loose in like a tavern and was dancing on the table….woah….that's TOO funny…. But I see what you mean…he's worked hard to get to be Commodore and he probably just wants ta hold onto his title…I also see at least a little bit of good in him….I mean he had heart enough to like Elizabeth…like TRULY like her…so yeah….I'm writing another fic with him in it if ya wanna read it….I'm not sure what it's called, but I'll be posting today, if you want to read it…just look for the pen name: Elf Girl 4…Savvy??? And by the way….no plans of abandoning this story….lots more to come…keep reading! *-*
A HUGE THANKS TO EVERYONE READING THIS! PLEASE REVIEW!!!! I'LL LOVE YA FOREVER!!!! THANKS!