A/N: Can't be arsed. Reader kudos at the end.
Disclaimer: Can't be arsed.
Will's Journal-8th August
I watched my words form on the page as I began. "When we set off, everything was good. My crew seemed honest. None of them knew of my ancestry, and they seemed to trust me. There was one man, the quarter master though, by name of Wilkes. He was always challenging my authority. He seemed to dislike me. However, it was when we started out after the ship had been repaired that it all went pear shaped. The crew was secretive, and conversations would stop when I came upon them. I did wonder, but didn't want to pry.
Then one night, I was disturbed by Baccarat, who said that there was a commotion. I went up on deck, and there were the men. They came upon me and gagged me, clapped me in irons and locked me in the brig." I paused, looked at Jack. He merely took advantage of the moment to drink some more rum. I appreciated it, kind of. "In the brig, I was hardly fed. And then the ringleader came. He was Wilkes. He... only really came to taunt me. He'd found out about my father. And he came down and he'd spit in the watered rum they gave me, and make me drink it, and he'd say that I was worthless, and I was as weak as Bootstrap Bill. And that Barbossa was the best thing that could have happened, because it was him that made the Pearl great. And other things. He said that Bootstrap could have been the most feared pirate, but he took up with you. And, well, you can guess. And then he said that we were going to pay Jack Sparrow a visit. Revenge for Barbossa, he said. I told him he was crazy, and he got someone to beat me." I lifted my shirt and showed him the bruises. Jack raised an eyebrow, took more rum, and motioned me on. "When we came to the Pearl, Wilkes said that I could fight, and he wanted to be there when you saw who it was. I did as he said, but when I found you, I told Wilkes that I wouldn't do it. And then, I kind of lost the plot. There was shouting, guns, and pain. Then I remember you saying something about underestimating people, and then I woke up in the bed, with two less fingers than I started with." I stopped. Jack scrawled the last few words and closed the book. Then he sat back "Jesus. Wilkes. I knew him. And I'm glad I was the one to kill him. Bastard." He spat. "Will, you are the bravest idiot I ever knew. You lot seem to swarm round Elizabeth like flies." I realised he was talking about Tom. "But, Will, I swear, and I give you my word on this, that next time you try anything like this again, I will let you die. You didn't see Elizabeth when she was telling us you left. Believe me, break her heart and yours'll be on my sword," I saw no humour in his eyes, but touched my forehead. "Captain," and left.
Outside I breathed in the sea air deeply. I climbed up the mast to look out, and almost hurled Elizabeth off the top. I grabbed her waist, and pulled her back up. She held me tightly. "Will! You've spoken to Jack?"
"Yes." "So we can go home now?" I sighed. What was home? Not the semi detached house off the forge. I wondered how to break this to Elizabeth. "Elizabeth... as far as I am concerned I am home. I should have figured this before." She said nothing. "Just think, I could be sitting where my father once sat." Silence. "Elizabeth, I remember my mother. She was always waiting. She would stand at the window over looking the bay for hours waiting for my father. I couldn't do that to you. Ever. I couldn't bear the thought of you waiting." I drew her closer. "So what do you suggest we do?" she asked, and there was ice on the question. "I'm not sure, but you know I will try to make you happy. That is my goal, what ever happens,"
I'm really tired actually. And my hand aches. Anamaria just came in and told me she'd be back soon, and if I wasn't in a hammock, I was so much fish food. I think she was joking. I'm not sure though. Oh well, I'll go anyway.
A/N: Captainme: Actually, it aint hard to confuse me. Example:
(At Guides. I am standing next to my friend, who we will call Liz)
Me: Where's Liz? (Looks round blindly, and turns to Random Person) Have you seen Liz?
Liz: Uh, I'm here. Standing next to you.
Me: Oh, hi. Where'd you go?
Liz: No where.
Me: Really? You must have been invisible...
Random Person: o.O You're a freak.
Liz: You get used to it.
So, you know...
Trickster's Daughter: OK, OK, no need to get nasty. (In under tone) Jeez...
Pirates of the Caribbean hampers to all that review! (Holds up hamper with rum sticking out of it, a map, some Aztec gold, and various other paraphernalia)
Disclaimer: Can't be arsed.
Will's Journal-8th August
I watched my words form on the page as I began. "When we set off, everything was good. My crew seemed honest. None of them knew of my ancestry, and they seemed to trust me. There was one man, the quarter master though, by name of Wilkes. He was always challenging my authority. He seemed to dislike me. However, it was when we started out after the ship had been repaired that it all went pear shaped. The crew was secretive, and conversations would stop when I came upon them. I did wonder, but didn't want to pry.
Then one night, I was disturbed by Baccarat, who said that there was a commotion. I went up on deck, and there were the men. They came upon me and gagged me, clapped me in irons and locked me in the brig." I paused, looked at Jack. He merely took advantage of the moment to drink some more rum. I appreciated it, kind of. "In the brig, I was hardly fed. And then the ringleader came. He was Wilkes. He... only really came to taunt me. He'd found out about my father. And he came down and he'd spit in the watered rum they gave me, and make me drink it, and he'd say that I was worthless, and I was as weak as Bootstrap Bill. And that Barbossa was the best thing that could have happened, because it was him that made the Pearl great. And other things. He said that Bootstrap could have been the most feared pirate, but he took up with you. And, well, you can guess. And then he said that we were going to pay Jack Sparrow a visit. Revenge for Barbossa, he said. I told him he was crazy, and he got someone to beat me." I lifted my shirt and showed him the bruises. Jack raised an eyebrow, took more rum, and motioned me on. "When we came to the Pearl, Wilkes said that I could fight, and he wanted to be there when you saw who it was. I did as he said, but when I found you, I told Wilkes that I wouldn't do it. And then, I kind of lost the plot. There was shouting, guns, and pain. Then I remember you saying something about underestimating people, and then I woke up in the bed, with two less fingers than I started with." I stopped. Jack scrawled the last few words and closed the book. Then he sat back "Jesus. Wilkes. I knew him. And I'm glad I was the one to kill him. Bastard." He spat. "Will, you are the bravest idiot I ever knew. You lot seem to swarm round Elizabeth like flies." I realised he was talking about Tom. "But, Will, I swear, and I give you my word on this, that next time you try anything like this again, I will let you die. You didn't see Elizabeth when she was telling us you left. Believe me, break her heart and yours'll be on my sword," I saw no humour in his eyes, but touched my forehead. "Captain," and left.
Outside I breathed in the sea air deeply. I climbed up the mast to look out, and almost hurled Elizabeth off the top. I grabbed her waist, and pulled her back up. She held me tightly. "Will! You've spoken to Jack?"
"Yes." "So we can go home now?" I sighed. What was home? Not the semi detached house off the forge. I wondered how to break this to Elizabeth. "Elizabeth... as far as I am concerned I am home. I should have figured this before." She said nothing. "Just think, I could be sitting where my father once sat." Silence. "Elizabeth, I remember my mother. She was always waiting. She would stand at the window over looking the bay for hours waiting for my father. I couldn't do that to you. Ever. I couldn't bear the thought of you waiting." I drew her closer. "So what do you suggest we do?" she asked, and there was ice on the question. "I'm not sure, but you know I will try to make you happy. That is my goal, what ever happens,"
I'm really tired actually. And my hand aches. Anamaria just came in and told me she'd be back soon, and if I wasn't in a hammock, I was so much fish food. I think she was joking. I'm not sure though. Oh well, I'll go anyway.
A/N: Captainme: Actually, it aint hard to confuse me. Example:
(At Guides. I am standing next to my friend, who we will call Liz)
Me: Where's Liz? (Looks round blindly, and turns to Random Person) Have you seen Liz?
Liz: Uh, I'm here. Standing next to you.
Me: Oh, hi. Where'd you go?
Liz: No where.
Me: Really? You must have been invisible...
Random Person: o.O You're a freak.
Liz: You get used to it.
So, you know...
Trickster's Daughter: OK, OK, no need to get nasty. (In under tone) Jeez...
Pirates of the Caribbean hampers to all that review! (Holds up hamper with rum sticking out of it, a map, some Aztec gold, and various other paraphernalia)