Allright then... All set for a another chapter? It's nothing great, but it is written, which is still something!!
Disclaimer: All belongs to Disney, cept what doesn't belong to Disney, make sense? (In other words, anything good (Jack, the Black Pearl) isn't my invention and probably about half of the other suff's mine... I suppose, well, this is getting on my nerves, let's just say I was inspired by PotC and have now borrowed some of it's charcters, okay?!)
Just got to say a quick thanks to me four reviewers. THANK YOU, it was soooooo nice to get back one day and find such nice reviews!
Anymore are more than welcome (you don't say? who doesn't like reviews?!), especially if they provide help as to making the story better/more enjoyable... (I know... I can carry on dreaming!)
Oh yeah, just 2 quick details, when it says Fen crumpled to the ground, it isn't meaning that she isn't strong, it's just she's been lifting tree trunks for an hour and a half and anyone would be tired out of their brains, man or woman.
And to all you pirate knowers, in a pirate ship, or any 17th century ship for that matter, how many cabins are there and where do the crew sleep? If anyone could help me out I'd really appreciate it.
Well, after all that, let's get on with the actual chapter, shall we?
(Jack's POV)
Jack sat on the sand, watching as the sun criss-crossed rays of light onto the ocean and trying to undo the ropes that bound his hands, scraping skin off his wrists, without drawing Fen's attention to him.
Cursed ropes, he complained to himself, crippled eunuch... He stared again at the young boy taking logs down to the shore, grinning at the look he gave him each time he walked by. He had done so frequently in the past hour, but still couldn't place his feelings. He looked him over again. There was something about him that was.... wrong somehow. But he didn't know just what.
He was a good height, not too tall, nor too small, nor was he fat, nor thin. He looked like he wouldn't really stand a chance against any one of Jack's crew, the corners of Jack's mouth twitched at the thought, although he was moving those logs like they were no more than twigs. But there was something off in the fairness of his skin, something lurking in his hair burnt red by the sun that, though he disguised it well, said clearly to any experienced eye I'm hiding something. Jack smiled grimly... He'd have to find out what the lad had to hide so dearly if he was to be on his ship... The Black Pearl had only one captain... And it was to stay that way. Jack grinned, Now to get rid of these ropes...'
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(Fen's POV)
Fen crumpled to the ground next to Jack barely a half hour later and stretched before turning to him, So what do you plan to do with these logs? she asked, Something constructive, I hope...
he said, mocking an expression of indecision and pouting, What do yer say teh makin' a fire an' cookin' sausages?
Fen ignored the second remark, insulting him silently, Yes, I suppose a fire is a good idea - or would be if any one was looking for you, she added sarcastically, seriously doubting anyone cared a whit about the scruffy pirate louching back in the sand.
I don't think yer realise I'm the mos' fearsome pirate ever teh ave crossed the Carribean, mate! Actually I was thinkin' more along the lines of a raft - floatin' thing, made o' logs... His arms were itching to move - he couldn't thnk clearly without gestures.
Fen stared at him bluntly, ignoring the insult of him thinking she was thick, A raft... you think these logs are going to float... His expression flowed into a grin, Finally - bit slow, aren't yer?!
Fen watched him, then thought, He's crackers... The heat's got to him... Or maybe it's desperation... Perhaps there is someone out there who'd care a whit if I cut his throat and left him to bleed to death. She felt her hand itching to carry out the gruesome thought. Woah... calm down...
You are mad, mad, you hear me... she retorted, voice quavering, it'll sink and we'll plunge to the depths of Davey Jones' locker. I thought you said we had a deal? We shook on it, goddamn it! This had gone quite far enough... So yes she'd thought he might help her get out of here, but now she wasn't all that sure that she wanted to get out of there. She forgot whether or not he had some strumpet eagerly waiting his return and focused on a single desire - that to irrevocably still his tongue. She reached for her dagger, her voice getting angrier.
Just you be careful with that blade, Jack nodded to her side causing her to promptly lower her hand to the leather-bound hilt, ready to flick it out of it's scabbard' if need be - she was beginning to get wary of this pirate. He wouldn't fight fair that was for sure - he was one of those Scallywags her pa' had told her about, ready to win at any cost. She had noticed his attempts to free himself as she'd been moving those cursed trunks he'd so much insisted on having.
You're right, he continued, smiling like he was wondering what on earth he was doing, we did have a deal. But yer don't seem to be respectin' you side of it all that much, do you now? He nodded again, this time to his bound wrists, So how about, yer undo me achin' limbs.... an' I'll show yer how teh make a proper raft, he smiled satisfactly and added as an afterthought, wiv' a sail?
Well he looks proud, Fen thought, sniggering, probably thinks he's making an offer I can't refuse! She gripped her dagger tighter.
Jack frowned at the sniggering, Don't say that someone can actually resist me innate charm?!' He relaxed again. No, he's too much like Will not to take notice of a point of honour such as that... I'll be free in no time. He grinned again.
Why should I trust you? She asked hesitantly, seeing the grin spreading on to his face and guessing something was up.
s not really a matter of you trusting me, mate. It's more of us both needing to get off this desolate spit of land - no disrespect meant.
She frowned, mirroring the exact expression that had crossed Jack's own face moments before.
But if yer need reassurin'.... I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, an' I ave shook on me promise.
Like that assures me, Fen retorted.
She fingered the hilt, feeling the coolness of the leather, soft to the touch. The way she held the destiny of this man in a flick of her wrist made her suddenly tremble. Not from fear but from exhiliration. She could, in a twist of her arm, end his days for ever more or give him back the freedom he craved. Breathtaking, when you thought about it. What she didn't realise was, as Jack had said - or rather thought - she was a prisoner of her own principles and she could as much go against them as spend the rest of her life confined to the island without any hope of adventure.
She took a firmer grip on the dagger, making up her mind, yanked it out of its makeshift scabbard - causing the latter to collapse to the ground - and put the blade to the ropes she had knotted into place hours back. In a downward stroke they fell onto the sand with a gentle thud, though not before Fen noticed the efforts to fray them. So her theories were proven right then, ey? Fancy that! Sorry excuse for a pirate if he couldn't even get his hands unbound! She took his arm and pulled him jerkily to his feet.
Why thank you, I thought yer were goin' teh finish me off there... Fen cut him off, No need for your babble, Sparrow, just show me your raft. And don't think I wasn't going to finish you off. I just decided you were more use to me alive than dead, for the time being.
On to threats now, are we? Yer migh' want teh slow down a bit. Or is there a nice girl waitin' in Tortuga for yer? He smiled toothily, his gold teeth glinting then wheeled around and marched towards the pile of wood leaving Fen standing dumbstruck.
Half way there he stopped suddenly and without turning back yelled, Jus' one more thing.... It's Captain Jack Sparrow!
Gosh, thought Fen, seething and picturing a thousand ways of torture, I'll get you back for that, you two-eyed pig.
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Hope you enjoyed it!
Liyh
Glad to here you like Fen, if she starts going off', then you know what to do... eyes review button suggestively!
DaydreamBeliever14
Hope you liked it!!
Novalea
I updated!!! Even if it did take me a while!
etheriums angel
I love pirate's babble and you're welcome to use as much of it as you like!!
elvenmaiden
Hope chapter one's better now. I got rid of some of the bloody's!!
Jeyke