Hey people! Little French spoken in this chappie. Hope you like it, Things
turn out a little odd, but it will all come together in the end, I assure
you. So just sit back and relax and enjoy the show.....
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The two walked outside again to the main deck and stood one on one. Gemma hid the grin threatening to appear on her lips. Sitting through boring sword-fighting lessons were not her idea of fun, but if she had to do it to spend more time with the devilishly gorgeous man, then so be it.
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Chapter 9~
"Now luv, ye want t' be 'oldin the sword like this...there ye got it. Now about yer footwork. Well, it aint the best I've seen, but it'll do fer now."
Gemma struggled to be horrible, doing everything she thought possible. Born a leftie, she held the sword with her right hand. It was making her a little off balance, but she regained her composure once Jack touched her.
"With all do respect Captain, I'm afraid this isn't working one bit." She said as she suppressed a giggle.
"Come on now. One more try for ol' Jack, eh?" he pleaded. Why he wanted to help the girl was beyond him, for he had no reason to be so friendly towards said 'captive'. But his conscience told him to continue what he was doing.
Gemma stood in the proper stance as best she could with the obvious disadvantage of not be ambidextrous. Jack chuckled as she almost lost her balance and flew backwards, but his reflexes kicked in and he caught her and swiftly brought Gemma back to her feet.
"Cap'n! Sail ho!"
Jack took out the spyglass he held in his coat and put it to his eye. In the near distance was a ship with unrecognizable colors, though it was clearly a pirate ship. As the other vessel drew nearer, he could now see who the captain was. Francisco de la Beltraneja was his name, evil, ruthless pirate. He was of the Spanish origin, no doubt trying to become the most infamous pirate in the Spanish Main, but that spot was already taken by Captain Jack Sparrow.
With each second, the ship seemed to pull closer and closer to the Pearl. Both crews were preparing for battle with no spare time. Gemma kept close to Jack, trying to read his mind at what his plan was going to be.
"Gem luv, if you would be so kind as to barricade yerself in me quarters, I will be sure to give ye sumthin in return." He said with a serious tone only to be followed by a wiggling of eyebrows with a suggestive hint.
"Jack Sparrow! I will-"
"Captain, luv, captain." He interrupted.
"Captain Sparrow, I do not find what you were hinting at very appealing, especially when we are about to be attacked!" Gemma fumed.
"Jest do us all a favor lass, and go in me quarters. But keep yer sword with ye at all times and be ready fer the worst to come. Just in case that is."
And with that said, Jack grabbed Gemma by the arm and literally threw her onto the bed. He left his cabin and locked the door behind him. By the time he came back out, the other ship was right next side to the Pearl and the other captain was calling Jack's name.
"Well, Frankie Boy, so nice to run into you again." He said, enthusiasm evident in his voice.
"Jack, Jack, no need for the welcome, although it was appreciated. I'm here to speak with ye bout business."
"What kinda business?"
"I think it to be better if we talked it over in your cabin...privately." He replied.
"Very well"
Jack motioned for the man to step aboard and for his crew not to fire. The two captains walked over to the cabin and just as he was about to open the door, Jack remembered about Gemma.
"Open the door ye cad!" de la Beltraneja barked. He was not a very patient man, and Jack's hesitation to open the door was not pleasing him. He stepped forward and kicked the door open with Jack's consent and went storming into the cabin.
"Yer obviously hidin sumthing if ye locked yer cabin door, am I right?"
Jack, trying to think of a lie said, "No, no, course not. Just didn't want people to fight in here. Ye know, wouldn't wanna mess up my comfy quarters." Jack smiled.
"Right then. Anyways, about me little visit here today. I'm in search of a girl. I've heard she is incredibly beautiful, beyond any other. She holds the key to something I want. Supposedly, she knows the way to Timmy Tew's treasure. She don't know it of course, but I had a little talk wit her father. Charming ol' chap really. Shame I had to kill 'im."
All the while he was talking, Gemma his in silence in the closet. De la Beltraneja kept walking around the room, as if to find whatever Jack was 'not hiding'.
"How can I help ye with this de la Beltraneja. I don't even know what stupid gal yer talkin' bout."
"Ahh, see that's where yer wrong Jack. Before this little strumptet's father died and begged for mercy, he unwillingly revealed her whereabouts to me. Said she was on a pirate ship. A black one with a captain by the name of Jack."
De la Beltraneja stopped right in front of the closet door hand reaching the doorknob behind his back. Gemma was peeking through the crack until something blocked her light.
"The only lady on me ship be Anamaria, and I'd hardly consider 'er as a lady if ye know what I mean." Jack said, full of mockery.
"Then what, pray tell, is this?" he shouted as he opened the door and Gemma unceremoniously landed on the floor with a loud 'oomph'.
She looked up at the man, horror filling her eyes to the brim. Jack walked over to her and lent a hand.
"Such the gentleman, Jack. When will ye learn it aint right fer pirates to go gallivanting amongst the nobles and keepin' them hostage on a ship?"
"I know she be a noble, but I aint keepin' her hostage per say. She's simply just 'taggin' along. Besides, im sure this is not the girl ye be talkin' about earlier."
With Jack's last comment, Gemma felt hurt. 'Of course he doesn't know you're beautiful, look at yourself!' she thought.
"The girl I'm lookin fer is named Gemma Doyle"
At the sound of Gemma's name both her and Jack perked up at the man. 'how could he possible know what I REALLY look like?' she mentally screamed.
"Gemma, sorry Frankie, but I dunt know any Gemmas." Jack said smoothly.
"Stop lyin' Jack, she's right in front of ya. Just take one good look at 'er. This be the daughter of the stupid blighter I killed!"
Jack looked at Gemma with confusion, and Gemma did the same to him.' Is he blind?' they both thought. 'didn't he say the prettiest anyone's ever seen?'
"Well Jack, sorry to disrupt ye, but I must be off. But not before I get the lass."
"Ye aren't goin anywhere with her." Jack grabbed Gemma by the arm and dragged her back to where he previously stood.
"Not to be rude or anythin' luv, but do ye have a twin or somethin'?"
Without thought Gemma raised her hand and let it make contact with the side of Jack's face. Even though she knew he shouldn't be blamed, for it was the old gypsy that had cursed her. But she thought that maybe, just maybe, Jack might have been able to see beyond it, and look into her spirit. But, apparently not.
"Guess I deserved that..." he said while grabbing his reddened cheek.
"That was harsh Jack, really harsh." he said with a grin.
And before Jack could reply, he was hit unconscious by the other captain. De la Beltraneja yanked Gemma from Jack's now limp form and dragged her outside. Once outside she noted how her whole crew was tied to the mast and how the other ship was ready to set sail. Figuring there was no way she could currently get out of this mess since she had left her sword on the bed, she thought of a different plan instead, one that will surely catch the captain off guard.
"Me lâche. me permets de va!" (Let go of me! Let me go!)
At her sudden outburst, in French, he let go for a moment, full of shock.
"Pardon me lass, but would ye repeat that?"
"Non vous le bâtard stupide! le Cric de congé et je seul!" (No you stupid bastard, leave me and jack alone!)
'Hmpf, very interesting. So the twit don't speak English, eh?' he thought to himself. 'We will see bout that.'
'See how he likes it when he cant understand me! Guess all those years speaking French finally paid off.' Gemma mused.
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So the adventure continues! How come the other captain can see Gemma's old self? Who is Timmy Tew? What is Jack gonna do now that Gemma's gone and he knows there is a treasure? All will be answered with upcoming chapters, so stay tuned!
Oh, and do us a favor and stay here, and try to...REVIEW!
Thanks to all
~Jackie~
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The two walked outside again to the main deck and stood one on one. Gemma hid the grin threatening to appear on her lips. Sitting through boring sword-fighting lessons were not her idea of fun, but if she had to do it to spend more time with the devilishly gorgeous man, then so be it.
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Chapter 9~
"Now luv, ye want t' be 'oldin the sword like this...there ye got it. Now about yer footwork. Well, it aint the best I've seen, but it'll do fer now."
Gemma struggled to be horrible, doing everything she thought possible. Born a leftie, she held the sword with her right hand. It was making her a little off balance, but she regained her composure once Jack touched her.
"With all do respect Captain, I'm afraid this isn't working one bit." She said as she suppressed a giggle.
"Come on now. One more try for ol' Jack, eh?" he pleaded. Why he wanted to help the girl was beyond him, for he had no reason to be so friendly towards said 'captive'. But his conscience told him to continue what he was doing.
Gemma stood in the proper stance as best she could with the obvious disadvantage of not be ambidextrous. Jack chuckled as she almost lost her balance and flew backwards, but his reflexes kicked in and he caught her and swiftly brought Gemma back to her feet.
"Cap'n! Sail ho!"
Jack took out the spyglass he held in his coat and put it to his eye. In the near distance was a ship with unrecognizable colors, though it was clearly a pirate ship. As the other vessel drew nearer, he could now see who the captain was. Francisco de la Beltraneja was his name, evil, ruthless pirate. He was of the Spanish origin, no doubt trying to become the most infamous pirate in the Spanish Main, but that spot was already taken by Captain Jack Sparrow.
With each second, the ship seemed to pull closer and closer to the Pearl. Both crews were preparing for battle with no spare time. Gemma kept close to Jack, trying to read his mind at what his plan was going to be.
"Gem luv, if you would be so kind as to barricade yerself in me quarters, I will be sure to give ye sumthin in return." He said with a serious tone only to be followed by a wiggling of eyebrows with a suggestive hint.
"Jack Sparrow! I will-"
"Captain, luv, captain." He interrupted.
"Captain Sparrow, I do not find what you were hinting at very appealing, especially when we are about to be attacked!" Gemma fumed.
"Jest do us all a favor lass, and go in me quarters. But keep yer sword with ye at all times and be ready fer the worst to come. Just in case that is."
And with that said, Jack grabbed Gemma by the arm and literally threw her onto the bed. He left his cabin and locked the door behind him. By the time he came back out, the other ship was right next side to the Pearl and the other captain was calling Jack's name.
"Well, Frankie Boy, so nice to run into you again." He said, enthusiasm evident in his voice.
"Jack, Jack, no need for the welcome, although it was appreciated. I'm here to speak with ye bout business."
"What kinda business?"
"I think it to be better if we talked it over in your cabin...privately." He replied.
"Very well"
Jack motioned for the man to step aboard and for his crew not to fire. The two captains walked over to the cabin and just as he was about to open the door, Jack remembered about Gemma.
"Open the door ye cad!" de la Beltraneja barked. He was not a very patient man, and Jack's hesitation to open the door was not pleasing him. He stepped forward and kicked the door open with Jack's consent and went storming into the cabin.
"Yer obviously hidin sumthing if ye locked yer cabin door, am I right?"
Jack, trying to think of a lie said, "No, no, course not. Just didn't want people to fight in here. Ye know, wouldn't wanna mess up my comfy quarters." Jack smiled.
"Right then. Anyways, about me little visit here today. I'm in search of a girl. I've heard she is incredibly beautiful, beyond any other. She holds the key to something I want. Supposedly, she knows the way to Timmy Tew's treasure. She don't know it of course, but I had a little talk wit her father. Charming ol' chap really. Shame I had to kill 'im."
All the while he was talking, Gemma his in silence in the closet. De la Beltraneja kept walking around the room, as if to find whatever Jack was 'not hiding'.
"How can I help ye with this de la Beltraneja. I don't even know what stupid gal yer talkin' bout."
"Ahh, see that's where yer wrong Jack. Before this little strumptet's father died and begged for mercy, he unwillingly revealed her whereabouts to me. Said she was on a pirate ship. A black one with a captain by the name of Jack."
De la Beltraneja stopped right in front of the closet door hand reaching the doorknob behind his back. Gemma was peeking through the crack until something blocked her light.
"The only lady on me ship be Anamaria, and I'd hardly consider 'er as a lady if ye know what I mean." Jack said, full of mockery.
"Then what, pray tell, is this?" he shouted as he opened the door and Gemma unceremoniously landed on the floor with a loud 'oomph'.
She looked up at the man, horror filling her eyes to the brim. Jack walked over to her and lent a hand.
"Such the gentleman, Jack. When will ye learn it aint right fer pirates to go gallivanting amongst the nobles and keepin' them hostage on a ship?"
"I know she be a noble, but I aint keepin' her hostage per say. She's simply just 'taggin' along. Besides, im sure this is not the girl ye be talkin' about earlier."
With Jack's last comment, Gemma felt hurt. 'Of course he doesn't know you're beautiful, look at yourself!' she thought.
"The girl I'm lookin fer is named Gemma Doyle"
At the sound of Gemma's name both her and Jack perked up at the man. 'how could he possible know what I REALLY look like?' she mentally screamed.
"Gemma, sorry Frankie, but I dunt know any Gemmas." Jack said smoothly.
"Stop lyin' Jack, she's right in front of ya. Just take one good look at 'er. This be the daughter of the stupid blighter I killed!"
Jack looked at Gemma with confusion, and Gemma did the same to him.' Is he blind?' they both thought. 'didn't he say the prettiest anyone's ever seen?'
"Well Jack, sorry to disrupt ye, but I must be off. But not before I get the lass."
"Ye aren't goin anywhere with her." Jack grabbed Gemma by the arm and dragged her back to where he previously stood.
"Not to be rude or anythin' luv, but do ye have a twin or somethin'?"
Without thought Gemma raised her hand and let it make contact with the side of Jack's face. Even though she knew he shouldn't be blamed, for it was the old gypsy that had cursed her. But she thought that maybe, just maybe, Jack might have been able to see beyond it, and look into her spirit. But, apparently not.
"Guess I deserved that..." he said while grabbing his reddened cheek.
"That was harsh Jack, really harsh." he said with a grin.
And before Jack could reply, he was hit unconscious by the other captain. De la Beltraneja yanked Gemma from Jack's now limp form and dragged her outside. Once outside she noted how her whole crew was tied to the mast and how the other ship was ready to set sail. Figuring there was no way she could currently get out of this mess since she had left her sword on the bed, she thought of a different plan instead, one that will surely catch the captain off guard.
"Me lâche. me permets de va!" (Let go of me! Let me go!)
At her sudden outburst, in French, he let go for a moment, full of shock.
"Pardon me lass, but would ye repeat that?"
"Non vous le bâtard stupide! le Cric de congé et je seul!" (No you stupid bastard, leave me and jack alone!)
'Hmpf, very interesting. So the twit don't speak English, eh?' he thought to himself. 'We will see bout that.'
'See how he likes it when he cant understand me! Guess all those years speaking French finally paid off.' Gemma mused.
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So the adventure continues! How come the other captain can see Gemma's old self? Who is Timmy Tew? What is Jack gonna do now that Gemma's gone and he knows there is a treasure? All will be answered with upcoming chapters, so stay tuned!
Oh, and do us a favor and stay here, and try to...REVIEW!
Thanks to all
~Jackie~