Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean; therefore, I must resort to writing fanfic. Believe me, as fun as fanfic is, I would rather be lying on some beach with a mansion to my name but hopefully not watching anybody sailing away with my ship. Anyway, Disney is the sole owner of Pirates of the Caribbean but I own original characters such as Capt. Wym Aureillia, original objects such as the Fathomless Crypt (sorry ship not object, my mistake), and plot.
A brilliant disclaimer goes out to AshesSangnuis who owns the Raven's Talon that I mentioned in
the last chappie. AS and I are working closely together on our fics. Our fics are "sister fics" they take place in the same timeframe and include the same characters (AS's own characters are the main ones in her story and vice versa for me) and share plots to some degree. Take a look at AS's fanfics (if they actually get around to writing the bloody things)
I've been too busy to update coff so here is a mini chapter which should be added on to by the end of the week (maybe even today or tomorrow) Enjoy!
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"It took a lass to catch me, lads."
Sure enough, the person holding the pistol hesitantly to Wym's nape was Elizabeth.
"Go on then, lass. Do me in while ye still hold the arms." Wym dropped both swords dully on the deck of the Pearl and her eyes clouded slightly against her grin as she watched the Fathomless Crypt drift away into the sunlight. Jack shook his head and Elizabeth lowered the pistol, allowing a breath of relief to escape her lips. Wym smiled again, this time sneeringly.
"Lovely," Wym turned to Will, licking the blood from her lips and staring at him directly. Will tore his eyes from Elizabeth's face. "Do ye have the guts to do me in, Turner, was it?" She laughed in his face as she took a step closer towards him. Jack's blade against her throat stopped her in mid-step.
The cold glare Jack gave the lass was the type of glare that only he could master. Wym lowered the warmth of her eyes several thousand degrees to match it. "I'm disappointed in ye Jack, such an awful memory you have, like a bucket of holes," Wym muttered at him. She raised her clear eyes to meet his and held fast.
Jack lowered his sword and sheathed it, turning to his crew. "Well mates, looks like we've captured the infamous Capn' Wym Aureillia!" He laughed and allowed the crew some time to chuckle as well. Jack motioned vaguely at two muscular deckhands, "Take our guest to the finest rooms we have! To the cells!" He swaggered past Wym and muttered "For Tortuga."
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