Part Four....where did we leave off? Right, The good Commodore in a frilly pink dress. (waits for the laughter to die down) So, as you can imagine, Norrington had to duck into the Blacksmith's shop for a change of clothes he borrowed from Will, and the rest of us split.

As you read in the last chap, Freddy went bar-hopping. What you didn't know, is he was not alone. Apparently, he and Wolverine have become pretty good buddies. Could be the claws thing. And since these people just tend to show up with us, these kinds of things just seem to happen.

We WILL have a few more people brought in just for the sheer joy of it, as we DO have a couple of "kids" we're bringing in for the near future.let's just say may God have mercy on Port Royal.

Sven July 13th. I'm finally getting back to this one. My shoulder, which I injured not long ago, has finally stopped hurting bad. However, Cassi and I have been having a lot going on, thus explaining why this has taken so long. Our mother had a kidney stone and we had to help with her. And recently our dad had to go to the hospital, he had a tumor that was blocking his colon/stomach area. They removed it today, and have not yet checked whether is was cancerous. Anyway, let me try to get this section started.

Cassi Sept. 8, 2004-- As said before we've had a lot of delays with this story, and recently, we've gotten ahold of the DVD sets of the "Hornblower" series. So far, we only have the first one, but the others are on the way. Anyhow, we've decided that we very much enjoy them and as they are also the British Navy, mayhaps a few years in the furture, although not many. . . . in fact, I believe they're only a few years apart from the "Pirates" timeline. So one thing lead to another and with the gorgeous men there coughKennedycoughHornblowercough. My--I should take something for that awful cough. If you haven't seen these, WATCH THEM!!!! No fooling, they are gorgeous. Right, the story, Keep an eye out. We've sent Julian to change course on a certain British ship....grin coughIndycough

--By the way, we do know that Kennedy dies, so don't bother telling us. We're just setting this a little before that. Probably between the First and second sets of movies.--

Um, anyways, the delays, our dad goes back to the hospital on the 10th. He's doing okay, and is recovering well. So hopefully, we can get around to typing on more of the other stories, and I really am working on the "Titanic" mess as well. Updating soon.


CHAPTER FOUR: "IT'S THE END OF THE WORLD AS WE KNOW IT."

BLACK PEARL-SOMEWHERE OUT IN THE CARIBBEAN

Out on the deck of the Black Pearl, Jack remained gazing down at the water. He was missing Lucy. He liked having her around. When they had first met, Jack had been a little unsure, especially since she had leaped into his arms. But somehow, he had still fallen for her. Was he in love with her? He wanted to consider that matter, but AnaMaria's voice broke into his thoughts.

"Captain?" She spoke up.

"Aye, what is it?" Jack wanted to know.

AnaMaria held up a bottle of rum. A white label on the side read "Do not drink, may cause severe side-effects.' "This, it's on ALL of them, and it wasn't before. What's going on?" She asked.

Jack took the bottle. "Spoofauthors mus' be bored again. Migh' as well check." He popped the cork and smelled it. "Smells like rum."

"You're gonna drink it?" AnaMaria demanded, in surprise.

"Aye, only way ta know fer sure." He answered, and took a large swallow. Within seconds the world around him seemed to get bigger.

AnaMaria got one look at her now, five-year-old Captain, and busted out laughing.

"I'd say i's Youth Elixir." Jack stated, shaking his head. Then he took another swallow and returned himself to his adult form.

AnaMaria stopped laughing and stared. "Where did you learn that?" She asked.

"Lucy. That's the only cure for Youth Elixir, that or someone who can change ages." Jack replied.

AnaMaria took the bottled and then grinned. "If the SpoofAuthors are bored, we can have some fun. Every bottle EXCEPT for Gibbs' is tampered with. So you and the crew turn five, Gibbs and I get the ship docked in Port Royal and then you change me five." She suggested.

"I like tha' idea!" Jack exclaimed. "Port Royal, here we come! I'm gonna turn tha' Norrington into a five year old as well!"

AnaMaria's grin widended. "Let's get moving!"


INSANITY BREAK #145,894,879,146

--Here's a nice poem for you all--

"Four and twenty blackbirds baked in a pie, switch the birds with dynamite and watch the people die."

--And here are a few important things you should know about tornados--

"Without tornados people in the plain states wouldn't have anything to worry about. If they didn't have anything to worry about that would make their lives boring. Their insurance would go down and insurance angencies wouldn't make as much money. Construction guys would also lose money because they wouldn't have houses and roads to redo. These are some important things about tornados."

"Without tornados there wouldn't be cool movies about tornados. Movies like "Twister" and "Atomic Twister." So movie companies would lose money. They would also lose people popularity. So movie companies would suffer without tornados."

AND THIS CONLUDES THIS INSANITY BREAK


PORT ROYAL

The trio that exited the Blacksmith's shop about an hour after the 'mugging' was a rather strange one. Will and Eilzabeth, followed by Commodore Norrington, who was no longer anything resembling a Naval Officer. His uniform was now gone, replaced by clothing borrowed from Will, and his wig, being beyond repair, was also missing. In short, he looked like a very good looking regular guy. (email us if you're curious...we have a picture of him without the wig and uniform--and he IS cute!)

Will looked around, trying to find the group that had literally taken the coat off the Commodore's back. They saw nothing. "Where do we go?" He asked.

"I would expect to the docks." Norrington answered, already headed in that direction. "The young woman mentioned something about Mr. Sparrow, and I have a feeling somehow that he'd be on his way here very soon."

Will and Elizabeth exchanged a glance. "Didn't she imply that she was courting Captain Sparrow?" Elizabeth asked, quietly.

Will nodded. "It did seem that way." He agreed. "I wonder who she was."

"Frankly at this point, I really don't care." Norrington cut in, turning to glare at them. "Those people are tearing up this town!"

They stopped at a road intersection, to let a green horse go running by, singing something about Flying Purple Monkeys ruling the world and making the sky fall. Norrington blinked, looking after the horse a second, then continued on toward the docks, with the Turners, still staring in shock. After a minute, they rushed to catch up with the Commodore.

"I don't think I want to know what that was." Elizabeth remarked, quietly.

Will shook his head. "Good idea."

The group stopped short as they caught sight of the woman with the bi-colored hair, who was wearing Norrington's boots. She was still with the other young woman who was wearing the rather strange clothing, and seemed to have almost purple hair, who had his sword, and a small cat, who was riding on her shoulder, attached to some sort of leash. It reminded one of Barbossa's monkey.

Quickly, Norrington yanked the two around a corner, and leaned over, listening to the talking. She was talking to someone, but it was not the other woman. She was talking into a very strange little box.

"Where are they?" She asked into the box, speaking to someone in pauses. "No! I don't care if they're in the North Pole! Get them here!" Another pause. "Julian, you're a Shadowman, use your brain!" Another pause. "Good idea. Drive them as insane as you possibly can, and get them to the Caribbean. When they get close enough to know where they're at, tell them Port Royal is overrun by Pirates and Insane people."

"And X-Babies." The other woman added.

"And X-Babies." The first repeated. "And Freddy, Jason, The Hulk. . . ." She paused, listening to the loud snarl from the small cat. "And a Demon Pest."

This comment prompted a louder snarl.

"I think you offended her." The one with the purple hair replied, looking at the cat, who was now swishing her tail.

"We're aiming to crack the Captain, and two of the other guys. We gave you the pictures." The first woman went on into the box. "Just enjoy yourself, and don't kill anyone. See ya later." She punched a button on the box and returned it to her pocket. "Looks like we'll be able to nab a few more Navy coats."

The one with the cat grinned. "Dibs on Archie's." She stated, evily.

"Good, I'll take Horror Show's." The First agreed.

"What's up?" The one they'd heard called Romano interrupted, walking over.

"The sky still is for the moment." The one with the cat answered with a smirk. "Although there's been a lot of rumors that it's falling."

Romano gave a flat look. "Cute." He quipped. "What's going on?"

The first one grinned. "Julian's joined the Navy." She informed him, walking off.

The one called Romano paused, watching them walk off. "God help the Navy." He muttered, heading back the way he'd come.

As the group left, Norrington stared, wondering what they were talking about.

"Did that sound like they're bringing more Naval Officers here?" Elizabeth asked, quietly.

"I don't know." Norrington murmured, thoughtfully. "From the sound of it, they're bringing in another ship, but there's no telling who it is."

Will frowned, looking toward the docks, then he pointed, nudging the others. "That's the Black Pearl!" He cried, staring. "And they've got the white flag up."

"Something's happened." Elizabeth stated, shaking her head. "It must have. Captain Sparrow wouldn't come into Port Royal under a white flag unless something bad happened."

"Come on." Norrington cut in, grabbing them and running toward the docks.

As they ran, they heard something very loud, sounding almost like music but more to Norrington like loud racket. It was being amplified over something, but some of the words in the 'song' were absolutely clear. "It's the end of the World as we Know it."

"Now that doesn't sound very positive." Will remarked, catching up to the other two.


Fun Fact: "It's the End of the World as we Know it (And I Feel Fine)" Belongs to REM and not us. . . but it would have belonged to us if we'd have thought of it.

Meanwhile in British Waters, probably a few years later...but we don't care...on "That Ship With the Stupid Name" ie: "Indefatigable"

Julian grinned as he looked around the main deck. He was wearing a Naval uniform of a leftenant, which he'd thought was a very stupid title, but then, given the name of the ship, it was not surprising. No one had noticed the Shadowman as of yet, as he had not called attention to himself. His Shadowman abilites made it so he'd be mistaken as one of theirs.

The first thing he'd done upon arrival on the ship, was survey the different Officers and the layout. He'd checked the food stores, gagged briefly, covering his mouth, and quickly left. It was a wonder how they did not all have food poisoning by now, he mused, making a face. He'd found the ones Cassi and Sven had been most interested in. The Captain. . . he frowned, thinking. Was it 'Pillow'? He couldn't remember. The Acting Leftenant by the name of 'Ah-chie', then there was a Leftenant by the name of 'Horror Show' that resembled the pictures of the 5th Officer on the Titanic, he'd been looking at for the upcoming set of spoofs.

Julian sighed, seeing the men working on the decks. This was probably the most boring time he'd ever had. He really didn't think it was very fair that all the other Assistants got to go trash Port Royal and he was stuck on a British Navy ship in the middle of nowhere. He made a face. Might as well get this stupid Assignment over with so he could have some fun.

Grinning, Julian blinked, transforming himself back to his real looks, although still wearing the Naval uniform. Almost instantly, his white-blonde hair stood out, as he'd refused to wear the hideous hat. He gave a maniacal grin as he headed up to the Captain's side, where of course the row of Officers quickly saw him as a stranger on their ship.

The Captain stared at him a second. "Who in blazes are you?!" He demanded as the Officer's jumped forward, swords and pistols drawn.

Julian grinned wider. "Oh no worries, Mr. . . Captain. . . Pillow, or whatever your name is." He remarked, waving a hand. "I never was good with names."

The ones called Ah-Chie and Horror Show suddenly choked, trying to cover laughter, but were quickly silenced by a look from the Captain. "How did you get on this ship and what is it you want?" The Captain asked, through narrowed eyes.

Julian shrugged, leaning against a wall. "Oh nothing." He remarked with a yawn. "I was just stopping by. . . I was originally planning to hijack the ship when I boarded it about five hours ago. . . but hey, you caught me. Boy, you people should be so proud of yourselves. I'm just shaking in my boots at the sight of people as observant as you all are."

"Are you mocking me sir?" The Captain asked, dangerously. "Take him to the brig." He ordered the Officers behind him.

Julian's grin turned sinister. "What makes you think I'd let you do that?" He retorted, quietly staring into the Officer's eyes.

The one called Ah-chie frowned and backed up, uncertainly, pulling his friend with him. The other Officers stood firm, swords and pistols aimed at Julian.

"Something's not right here, Horatio." Ah-chie whispered only loud enough for his friend to hear. "He's. . . .something. . . not right."

His friend stared at him, with a frown then turned back to look at the Shadowman, a little more uncertain.

Julian's gaze turned toward them, as his hearing picked it up. "Very perceptive." He replied, staring the acting leftenant in the eye. "If I were you, I would listen to the smart one there." He went on, stepping toward the swords. Then he grinned as he walked right into them, letting them pass through his body, before stepping back to reveal he was completely unharmed, and there was not even any holes in his uniform.

The Officers, as well as the deck hands on the lower decks, quickly backed away.

"'e's a bloody demon, tha's what 'e is." One of the crew cried, staring.

Julian grinned again. "I've been called worse." He smirked, walking over to observe Ah-chie. "They've got big plans for you." He murmured, sinisterly. "If I were you, I would be very afraid."

His friend --the Horror Show, or was it Horatio?-- quickly jumped forward with his pistol cocked. "If I were you, I would think before I made such threats here." He warned.

Julian started laughing. "Go ahead and shoot me." He retorted, rolling his eyes. "I'm not mortal, and that won't even mess my hair." He paused. "In fact, it may just kill this man, Bowels, standing behind me." (no typo, he's saying it like. . .do we have to stress this? use your imagination)

"I'm tellin' you, 'e's a demon!" The same crewman shouted again.

"Belay that, Mr. Matthews!" Horror Show shouted, not taking his eyes off the man.

The Captain frowned at the mispronounciation of the name, and motioned for Mr. Bowles to move from behind whatever that man was. "What is it you want here, apart from threatening my crew?" He demanded, not raising his voice.

Julian's sinister look changed instantly. He flashed a friendly smile, and walked over to the Captain. "Well, I just wanted to compliment you on your fine navigating, sir!" He proclaimed. "Did you know we're in the Caribbean?"

"We most certainly are not!" The Captain snapped, pushing the man away, before nervously realizing the shadows on the deck had changed. Suddenly, he wasn't so sure.

Julian grinned. "Wanna bet?" He smirked. "You may have been near England a few minutes ago, but I assure you you're most definitely in the Caribbean now."

Behind the Captain, Horror Show was now looking at the sun, which had definitely changed position. He nudged his friend, and mouthed what Julian could see was, "He's not lying."

"Of course I'm not." Julian retorted, grinning as the two stared at him in surprise. "And don't bother talking or mouthing anything when you think I can't hear it." He cut in. "No matter what you say, I can hear you. Now how would you like to repeat that so we can all hear it?"

The crew looked at the leftenant, who looked slightly nervous. "I said he's not lying." He repeated, motioning to the sun. "We've changed positions."

Julian gave them an 'I told you so' look. "See?" He pointed out. "You've driven this ship right to the Caribbean, and you didn't even know it. What a brilliant navigator you turned out to be. Why don't you step in the backseat and let your wife drive?" He asked, motioning to Horror-Show, whose face flushed as his mouth dropped open.

Choking laughter was heard from the lower decks, but quickly quieted as the Captain glared at them.

On the upper deck, Ah-chie stared at his friend, in disbelief, too shocked at what he'd heard to even laugh.

The Captain glared at Julian. "If you have a purpose on this ship, you'd best be telling me right now." He warned evenly.

Julian shrugged. "I've already done it." He informed him. "My task was to get your ship to the Caribbean, and inform you that you are needed in the town of Port Royal." He pointed at a distant piece of land the lookouts had missed, watching the events on the decks. "You'll find a Pirate ship docked there, but you are not to harm it or board it, as you will not like the consequences. You are needed by the British Naval Command and you are looking for Commodore Norrington."

The Officers exchanged a glance, recognizing the name instantly. James Norrington was well known by the British Navy, and was a highly decorated Officer.

"Norrington?!" Captain 'Pillow' asked, staring.

Julian gave a nod. "The scurge of Piracy in the Caribbean." He added. "Although you may not find him all that easily. I'm informed that they have a tendancy to mug people for their clothes and weaponery, so he's more than likely been hit already. You and your men may want to watch your uniforms, swords. . . ." He paused, eyeing the primitive pistols. "Don't worry about the guns though. I think Murdoc brought his, and his shoot a full clip before needing to be reloaded."

The group looked at one another, trying to figure out what was going on.

"Anyhow, now that I've done my job." Julian went on, changing the subject. "Ta-ta." At the last word, he vanished and the crew stared in shock.

"I told ye." Matthews spoke up, breaking the silence. "A bloody demon is what 'e is."

"And remember!" Julian's voice echoed, making them all jump. "The longer you wait, the more of the town is destroyed by the minute."

Captain Pellew looked around at the crew, that was still looking mildly shocked. "Set course for Port Royal." He spoke up quietly.

"Aye sir." Mr. Bracegirdle replied, turning the wheel toward the distant land.

"Do you believe him?" Kennedy asked, looking at his best friend.

"I think he was definitely not joking around." Hornblower responded, nervously, looking around. He was not so sure the man had entirely left yet.


Insanity Break # 348,567,383,246,264,306,393.84549743293847 and two thirds.

Random Movie Quotes: "Police Academy 4: Citizens on Patrol"

LASSARD: What is the most frustrating thing about being a Police Officer?

TACKLEBERRY: Not being able to carry hand grenades, sir!

MAHONEY: Icky blue uniforms, sir.

CALAHAN: Separate locker rooms, sir!

LASSARD: I thought it was not being able to be everywhere at once.

OFFICERS: (after a minute) Ohhhhh.

The End


BACK IN PORT ROYAL......

Norrington had just made it to the docks with the Turners not far behind him, as a group of his men were watching a row-boat coming toward them. There seemed to be a woman rowing it with another man. Norrington stared, recognizing the man to be Mr. Gibbs. What in blazes was he doing on a Pirate ship?

Murtogg and Mullroy stared as Norrington approached them. "Commodore, begging your pardon, but what happened to your--"

Norrington silenced him with a look. "Don't ask." He snapped, hearing the Turners snickering behind his back. "Has Mr. Sparrow shown himself yet?"

Mullroy shook his head. "Not yet, sir." He answered, shrugging. "We haven't even been able to get any signal from the ship as to why they're here."

Norrington rolled his eyes. He'd already had a feeling as to why they were there. They had obviously been told to be there by the two strange women.

The boat got closer and Norrington frowned. There was a small child in the boat with the two people. He was dressed as Mr. Sparrow. His eyes narrowed suspiciously. Certainly the Captain had not had a son, so what was this all about?

Elizabeth, beside him, was also staring at the young boy. Her thoughts turned to the young boy from earlier. His words gave the impression of someone a lot older than he looked to be. She shook her head. That was impossible. It must be something else.

"I don't remember Jack having a son." Will whispered, as the boat got close enough for him to see AnaMaria's glare. He frowned. She was not happy about something.

"Mr. Gibbs?" Norrington remarked, stepping forward as the boat reached the dock. "Might I inquire as to what you are doing with the Black Pearl?"

Gibbs gave a shrug. "Actually, I'm the Quartermaster." He informed the Commodore. "I have been since the last incident, but that's not what this is about."

Will charged forward as AnaMaria jumped out of the boat. She leaned over, picking up the small child who looked so much like Jack Sparrow. "'E's all yours!" She spat out, dropping him on the dock, glaring at the boy.

Will stared into the boys eyes, quickly recognizing the sly glint of Captain Sparrow. "This is impossible." He whispered, in awe.

The five year old gave a wicked grin. "Aye, it was impossible, Mr. Turner." He smirked, stepping forward. "Bu' i's not anymore."

Norrington's suspicions were instantly confirmed. "You seem to have lost some height since our last meeting, Mr. Sparrow." He mused, raising an eyebrow.

Jack's mouth turned in a sly, and evil grin. "You seem to 'ave lost a bi' more than that." He retorted, with a snicker.

Norrington's jaw clenched as his eyes narrowed. "And what would you be knowing about the recent visitors to Port Royal?" He asked, ignoring the smirk.

Jack shrugged. "Well i' depends on wha's goin' on." He pointed out. "I didn' know anythin' about all this until jus' about an hour ago, so don' go blammin' me for it, saavy?"

"Jack, what in heavens name are you doing?!" Will demanded, looking completely aghast.

Jack's grin turned sinister. "As far as I'm assumin', it seems we're 'avin' a party 'ere." He commented, listening to the rather loud music. "An' that means I can do whatever I wants to." He paused. "Startin' with . . . ." He eyed Elizabeth. "This!" Before anyone could do anything, he touched the legs of Gibbs, AnaMaria, and before he ran off, he touched Elizabeth as well. The three were instantly changed to children and Gibbs and AnaMaria bolted.

Will stared at Elizabeth in shock, but before he and Norrington could even begin to figure out what had happened, the Black Pearl suddenly came alive with children jumping overboard, and swimming for the land.

"What in heavens name. . . ?" Murtogg whispered under his breath. "This is not possible."

Will looked over at him, annoyed. "I'd say it is now." He snapped, kneeling down to look at Elizabeth, who still seemed rather shocked at her present state.

"So it would seem." Norrington muttered, seething.

"Sir?" Mullroy spoke up, giving the Commodore a nudge. "I think you'd better have a look at this."

Norrington looked up, seeing a new ship entering the harbor. He stared. What on earth was the 'Indefatigable' doing in the Caribbean?! They were supposed to be stationed patrolling English and French waters.

"What is it?" Will asked, eyeing the vessel that was flying a British flag.

"The Indefatigable." Norrington answered, quietly, still in disbelief. "It's the ship they were talking about."

Murtogg and Mullroy stared. "The Indy?!" Murtogg asked, confused. "I thought she was supposed to be up north near England."

"She is, Mr. Murtogg." Norrington grumbled, shaking his head. "Someone has brought them here for a purpose." He shrugged, thoughtfully. "None the less, we could definitely use the extra help."


End Part Four.

And the plot thickens......we'll try to update this a little more faster this time. As well as the one on the Titanic, and the other current stories. We thank the fans and readers for your patience with us, as this has been a very difficult summer. Anyhow, we thought this would be a good change of pace.

For those curious as to why we've brought in the Indy, I've recently casted Archie Kennedy as Faramir in Two Towers, as his looks were absolutely perfect for the role. And of course our interest in this particular series is another reason. It seemed to fit as they're dated about the same time period, and frankly, they DID need more Officers at Port Royal.

Up next.....one two Freddy's coming for you, three four, Logan's at the door......grin

Until then, leave us your reviews as we need loads of motivation for this. Kekelina, you are coming into this, just give us a bit of time to get a plot in here somewheres.

--Cassi who did type most of this section, although Sven sat right behind me, giving suggestions.