Pirates of the Caribbean - The Next Generation
Disclaimer - Much to my disappointment I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean but I do own Emily Jane and Patrick!!! *Grumble* I wish I owned POTC through. *Sigh* Life can be so unfair. Mean Disney thinks of everything. *Walks of grumbling*
Summary - What if Will and Elizabeth had a daughter? What if she came in possession of a piece of Cortes's cursed treasure? They'd be stupid if they didn't call on a certain pirate captain and what if he had a little surprise of his own? Read to find out!!!!
Authors Note - Awwww I love all of you!!!! I know it makes me feel special when someone mentions me in their thanks so heres all the reviewers names I got from the last chappie: Cookies With Khleo, Inu Lover, banana nut muffin, Reese Sparrow, Shmo(HeyBob)(), lunalovegood129, Lyra Silvertongue 13, Charmed Angel, la chica mysteriosa() and Dawnie-7!!!! You put up with my shortness so hugs all round!!! Oh and that reminds me if you want to change Patrick's name plz when you review put a yes OR no at the bottom or wherever. If you would that would be great and if you do want it changed suggestions are VERY welcome. As I'm brain dead! Okayies Inu Lover I hope this helps you some more since ya such a loyal reviewer and all! Well Patrick is Jacks son. You got that much right? Anyway Emily is WILL and Elizabeth's daughter. There is no Bootstrap Bill in this story that I have planned but that may change. Hmmmmm now that's an idea. Oh yeah and this is my last update till the 11th of January at the earliest cos I'm going away to my beach house!!!! I look forward to reading your reviews when I come back though so I should probably start..
Chapter Seven - Pals, Plans and the Pearl
Johnson had fixed the small amount of damage that had caused their stop for a relatively reasonable price and after restocking their supplies they were ready to depart but Jack wouldn't hear a word of it. It was a well-known fact that Tortuga didn't truly come 'alive' till well into the night and being the scallywag he was Jack wouldn't miss it for the world. However during her short stay Elizabeth had come to a conclusion that the island was the most horrendous place on Earth to which Jack had replied; "Now that's not very fair, love. Have you been to all the places on the Earth?" As it happened a very heated argument had taken place.
"I would like nothing more than to leave this island tonight."
"Come on, love. We will leave.just not now."
Elizabeth gave him a dirty look and the pirate captain responded with a quirky, lopsided grin. "Jack, whether you like it or not, this IS serious."
"I know, love. I know."
"No you don't know!" She took a deep breath and lowered her voice ever so slightly. Straining his ears Jack eyed her angry figure carefully. "Emily found a.a." Elizabeth bit her lip in a most unlike her way and glanced around the tavern. "Emily found a pirate medallion back at Port Royale."
Their shocked faces started even her. From the expression on her own face it was clear the reaction Elizabeth had expected wasn't anything like this. What she had expected was beyond everyone else but Jack managed a slightly hurt look to mingle with his features as she looked back into her eyes. "Ahhh. I thought you'd come just to see your ole friend Jack."
Elizabeth couldn't help but pity him but now was not the time. "Jack. Do you really think I would be caught dead here if I wasn't desperate?"
Jacks worried and hurt expression vanished as quickly as it appeared. He now bore his usual heart-melting smile. (Yes you know the one!) "The way I rem'ber it you were quite fascinated with pirates."
"That was a long time ago Jack. I've."
"Wait YOU had an obsession with pirates?"
Previously the company had been lounging around lazily. Most of them asleep if not on the verge of dozing of to the sound of raised voices. The ones awake caught occasional snippets of the conversation but with the last few comments Emily now sat straight back and attentive. An expression that could only be confused by the stupidest overtook her perfect features. In answer to the question Elizabeth nodded tentatively and Jacks grin widened. (If that was possible.)
"I think I've learnt more these past few days than all my life put together." Emily raged. Fire burning in her normal kind eyes.
Making a final attempt to convince Jack and everyone else that they HAD to depart Elizabeth purposely ignored her daughters' comments and instead twisted her hands together out of habit. "Look. This isn't the best of places to discuss this. People could be eavesdropping and you'd never know. Can't we just go back to the Pearl and talk about it there?"
After a much-shorted debate the small group retreated back to the Pearl ignoring Jacks many protests. Once aboard they began to prepare to set sail or 'escape' as Elizabeth put it. Her attitude had definitely changed and although Jacks had improved slightly since he was back on his beloved ship and arranging to head back out to sea he was far from his usual cheery self. No one payed much attention though and Patrick merely described it as mood swings and said Soon enough he would be over it and back to his normal self. Which if you think about it isn't that normal.
Meanwhile Emily had managed to slip away from all the ever-continuing arguing and after a brief tour had made her way to the bow. Hands firmly clasped around the railing she leant into the breeze and watched as the small island began to shrink until it had completely melted into the distance. Eyes still scanning the horizon she listened as the wind sang a haunting melody and helped the sails along. Catching the rushing air the large black sheets (no longer holey and in need of repair) danced and flapped madly. The sun began to set and the sky was soon filled with burning colours. Blazing like the flames of a well-fed fire they overtook the pale blue sky and trapped any sign of day.
Sighing deeply she leaned against the metal and fingered it unable to tear herself from the suns beauty. Hearing footsteps she spun around quickly arms ready to defend herself if needed. Glancing at her wearily Patrick stepped up to the rail beside her and gazed out at the sinking sun.
"It's beautiful isn't it?"
Breathless Emily nodded. "Yes. It is."
It was silent for a moment before she began to apologise fervently. "Look. I never got to apologise properly so just so you know I'm."
"Friends?"
Patrick held out his rough bronzed hand and she eyes it strangely. "What?"
"Friends?"
His hand was still held out in form of offering and she looked from him to his hand before biting on her lips and turning back to the ocean. "I've never had any friends before."
"Never had any friends? Not even one?" He didn't even try to hide his astonishment. Here in front of him was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen and she was saying she had never had a friend in her entire life. Unable to believe such a thing he dropped his hand by his side and returned to stare out at sea unsure of what to say.
Sighing Emily looked down at the swelling water below and replied. "No. My.station wont allow it. The only person who I know that's my age and in my so-called league is the Commodore's son, Joseph. He just had his birthday a few days previous and you know what he got?" She didn't wait for a reply but instead continued in a sort of outraged way. "A sword!" A dreamy expression appeared in her eyes and overcame her features.
"Maybe for your birthday you'll get one."
Laughing lightly she turned to look at him. "A sword? Doubtful. Highly doubtful. No, my birthday's in a few weeks and I already know what I'm getting."
Patrick stared blankly back at her. Still thinking about her amazing laugh and how could a person such as her not have one friend?
Smiling at him she began again. "A dress. It's the same every year. My Grandfather's going to be so disappointed when he discovers our disappearance. He's been planning this huge party for months. Half of Port Royale's invited." She sighed and turned back to the rail. "I hate parties. Mother never was fussed with them either." Still facing the ocean, her hands firmly placed on the metal rail she sighed yet again. "Oh how I wish I could get a sword. You'd think it would be easy. What with Father being a blacksmith and all but.you know." Blinking she tilted her head and scanned his face for a response. "So what about you? Any secrets? Scandals? I should know of?"
A smile tugged at her lips as he faced her also. Thinking for a moment Patrick wondered whether or not he should tell her about his life. His secrets. His 'scandals.' Would she really be interested? Or more importantly could he really trust her? After all they had only known each other for roughly a day and most of that time had been arguing or not talking at all. But he need not have worried since just at that moment the two teenagers were interrupted.
Will stood, trying to hide a smile, behind them. His dark eyes held an expression unreadable by both of the youths as they turned to face him. Fingers crossed behind her back Emily hoped her Father wouldn't ask any questions or tease her later. Although her wish was highly unlikely. Pushing a wavy brown lock away from his large eyes Will smiled. "Hope I'm not interrupting anything but dinner, or at least what I think is dinner, is ready."
Nodding Patrick headed towards the galley. Soon after Emily turned to go but caught the mischievous and teasing look Will flashed at her. Glaring at him she rolled her eyes and continued down the stairs. Shortly after Will followed with a sigh. Teenagers.
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A wonderful aroma wafted around the room and upon meeting Emily's nose she was found quite surprised having expected the food to be unfit. Still, after all taking her seat, she eyed the food in front of her with caution. It could be poisoned. After all this was a pirate ship and these were pirates. Picking up her spoon she rolled in around in the soup bowl. Jack watched her grinning slightly. Poor lass. Must be her first time away from home.
"It ain't poisoned, love."
Blushing slightly she nodded and lifted the spoon to her mouth to prove she truly believed this. The warmth of the liquid washed through her body as she licked her lips with satisfaction.
"WOMEN!"
The door flung fully open and the round figure of Gibbs stood blocking the passage. His small eyes stared in disbelief. Hearing him speak Anamaria turned around in her seat and glared daggers at him awaiting a correction. Emily full of curiosity turned around also. Eyes now as wide as they could possible go Gibbs tried to stare Anamaria down but failed terribly. Clearing his throat he looked at the floor.
"MORE women."
Walking fully into the room he took an empty seat next to Jack and leaned over to him, speaking in an undertone. "I thought I told you women were bad luck te have aboard."
Raising an eyebrow Jack shook his head, dark tangled hair falling into his tanned face. Grumbling slightly he flicked it out of the way and readjusted him worn and fading red bandanna. "Now, now Gibbs. I'm going te believe you don't recognise Lizzie."
Shock was written all over the mans face as he stood once more. "I don't believe it. Miss Elizabeth?"
Nodding Elizabeth stood also and hugged her old friend. "It's a pleasure to see you again Mister Gibbs. Even under these circumstances." She smiled grimly and once again took her seat. Gibbs following her actions was soon seated also. Leaning over to him this time, Jack grinned.
"It's actually Mrs Turner now."
"Really? Well then congratulations!"
He raised his tankard to them and skulled it in one gulp. Licking his lips he refilled it and turned to see Emily. Eyeing her with a questioning expression he sipped his rum with smaller mouthfuls. "Now what have we here?"
"Tis their daughter. Emily Jane Turner." Jack replied to the question with a wider grin.
Nodding and smiling Gibbs put down the mug and examined her. "Ah yes I see it now. Well, it's great to meet you Miss Turner." He turned to look at Will and Elizabeth. "And to see you again too but what ye be doing here?"
All those that had been eating moments before put down their utensils and stared at Jack waiting for his answer. (Remember the crew's there as well) Jack picked up his own tankard and took a nice long drink from it. Swallowing he placed the mug back down again and turned back to Gibbs. "Ah, you see they had a slight run in with a piece of history."
Slightly confused but very curious the crew including Anamaria and Gibbs leant forward wishing he would continue. Still grinning Jack took his time by refilling his tankard and taking yet another long drink. Very impatiently Gibbs tapped his fingers on the table and in a gruff voice urged him to tell more. "Go on."
Looking up over his mug jack turned his gaze to Emily who was sitting fidgeting with the very medallion under the table where no one could see. She ran her slender fingers over the engraved scull and along the bones. The metal glimmered in the moonlight and entranced her to the treasure. She only truly awoke from the daze when Jack spoke. "I was actually hoping Miss Turner would be able to enlighten us on how she came across such a burden."
Still clasping the pirate treasure in her hand she rubbed in between her fingers and tore her gaze away from its beauty. Glancing at her parents and then at each crewmember in turn she finally rested her eyes on Jack. His eyes, she could tell, were eager to find out how she had found the medallion so biting her lip she began to speak. "Well.I was at Joseph's party and I."
Butting in Jack leaned forward. "Who's Joseph?"
Trying to look at him but struggling as she could feel everyone's gaze boring into her Emily began to continue. "Joseph is."
Seeing her daughter having trouble Elizabeth interrupted with a helpful ending. ".The Commodore's son."
"The Commodore has a son?" Jack stared in amazement at Elizabeth.
Also feeling his daughter's pressure Will spoke up. "Yes. I think it would be easier on everyone to understand what happened if Emily could tell the story without any interruptions."
Nodding everyone turned their attention back to the young girl who was telepathically thanking her parents for their help. Once again feeling everyone's eyes she smiled weakly and continued, this time looking at the table. "Um.as I was saying. We were at Joseph's birthday when I went outside and I saw this thing on the ground. I went to pick it up and I heard what I think was a monkeys screech. I ignored it and picked up the medallion and well.yeah. That's about it."
Everyone stared at her with wide eyes. As the crew mainly consisted on Jack's original crew that he had used when they were sailing after the Black Pearl everyone present knew about the medallions and the cursed treasure of Cortes. Not really understanding why they were looking at her like that Emily turned to Jack. "What? Did I say something wrong?"
Shaking his head Will leaned over to his daughter. "You never said anything about a monkey when you told us."
Shrugging Emily frowned. "I wasn't sure and anyway it's only a monkey." The silence made her continue as she looked from her father, to her mother to Jack. "Is there something I should know?"
Anamaria nodded sternly. "Cap'n Barbossa owned a pet monkey."
"Captain Barbossa? Is that the guy who kidnapped you Mother?"
Elizabeth nodded and Emily began to speak again still rather confused by the whole conversation. "But why does it matter if I heard a monkey or not?"
Jack leaned back on his chair in thought. "Didn't ye parents ever tell ye the tale?"
Emily made to nod but stopped and instead tilted her head in a questioning manor. "Well. They told me half of it but nothing about a monkey and I only recall Barbossa being mentioned once."
Jack sat up straight and returned his chair to the right position with four legs firmly on the ground. "Well lass. Barbossa's the real cause of out little adventure a couple of years back."
"Jack. I'd prefer if you didn't."
Emily sighed and glared semi-angrily at Elizabeth. "Mother, I'm almost fifteen years old. I'm not going to have nightmares or anything."
Elizabeth stared worriedly back into her daughter's eyes and gave in. "I know. I know. Go ahead Jack."
"Well then what did ye parents get up te tellin' ye about?"
Thinking for a moment Emily recalled their little conversation a few days back. "Ah. Up to the part when Mother learned of the curse. Well, I think that's right."
Elizabeth and Will nodded also remembering and Jack pausing for a moment continued. "Ah well I think during that time we arrived at the Isle de Mureta. I pacifically told ye Father not te do anythin' stupid but of course he did the complete opposite." Will glared at Jack but he continued as if he had never noticed. "They were cuttin' ye Mother's hand when Will hit me over the head with an oar and sent me unconscious."
Elizabeth nodded and chose to tell the next part. "Considering Jack was unconscious he wont be able to remember what happened next so I'll tell you." Emily nodded and her Mother began. "Upon cutting my hand they realised the curse was not broken and many questions were asked. I answered them truthfully and was hit. Causing me to loose my balance and send my rolling down the mound of riches. That was probably the time your Father came and rescued me. We took all the oars and dumped them in the ocean and using two rowed back to the ship."
'This was the most likely the time I was comin' back to consciousness and I bumped into me old crew. As your parents probably told ye I was the Captain of the Black Pearl and Barbossa was my first mate. Anyway they locked me up in the brig and I managed a nice little chat with my ol' friend."
Elizabeth nodded at the memories being retold and spoke yet again. "I gave your Father his medallion I had taken when he was a boy and he wasn't exactly that happy with me."
Will smiled and took her hand. "I wasn't was I? Anyway that's when the Pearl began to gain on us. We tried many things but in the end we had to stand and fight. Elizabeth remembered the medallion and I went to search for it. I think the mast snapped and I got trapped in underneath in the ship. Barbossa took the crew and her Mother and they all watched the ship blow up thinking I was still aboard it. After some negotiations Barbossa being the cheat he was made Elizabeth and Jack walk the plank."
Jack smiled. "Aye. We ended up on my island. The one I was made Govn'or of. Anyway the cut a long story short I got your Mum drunk and she lost it and ended up burning all the rum."
"I wasn't drunk Jack I was pretending so who would fall asleep so THEN I could burn the rum."
Shaking his head Jack continued. "That ain't the way I remember it. Anyway she made a signal, the Commodore came and rescued us and Lizzie offered that in exchange for going after Will she would except his marriage proposal." He grinned. "Pity she didn't end up marryin' him after all." Will glared at him but Jack once again ignored him. "I told the Commodore my plan and of course he couldn't refuse so I had to let him know the risks. Meaning Lizzie was locked up as in means not to get harmed." Elizabeth made a sound that Jack couldn't identify. "I then rowed out in a little boat and stopped them from killin' ye father. Mind you ye never thanked me for that. Anyway I told Barbossa, the rotten cheatin' scum, about yet another plan. All in all we fought the pirates and they fought the navy and in the end they sentenced me to hang. Again. 'Cept this times ye dad told ye mum that he loved he and while she created a diversion he help me escape. I became the rightful captain and have been sailin' 'round ever since."
There was silence and Jack inspected his company's faces each in turn. His son had heard the story many times before was looking his usual self, Lizzie and Will looked kind of lost in remembrance as did the crew and Emily was both excited and confused. Glancing around also Will leaned over to Jack and spoke in a clear hushed voice.
"Jack do you think Barbossa's old crew could be trying to recreate him?"
Nodding his head in agreement Jack dropped the smile. "It's possible."
Will also nodded. "So-so what are we going to do?"
Elizabeth however took this in her stride and stood up. A smile blossomed on her young face as she tucked her hair behind her ear tiredly. "I suggest we all go to bed. We'll talk more about this tomorrow."
All eyes were on the captain when he nodded in agreement. "Aye, we'll talk more tomorrow."
Saying their final goodnight's and goodbye's the crew stood and headed towards their quarters. Giving her Mother and Father a last hug and whishing them a good nights sleep Emily also exited the room and headed towards the one she had been showed earlier. Sighing deeply Jack waved as everyone slowly departed and sat himself down yet again. Tipping his hat so his face was hidden he closed his eyes and began to think.
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Keeping a steady hold on the mast a dirty squat pirate peered through a telescope and squinted into the horizon. Catching sight of a black ship in the distance he lowered the telescope and called down from his spot in the crow's nest.
"Oy! You one-eyes fool, we got ourselves some company!"
Authors Note - Wow that's the longest chapter I've written! Hope your satisfied. *Grins* A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR TO YOU ALL!!! I wont be back till the 11th of January so keep busy and I hope you had a great X'mas!!!! Love Lizzie
Disclaimer - Much to my disappointment I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean but I do own Emily Jane and Patrick!!! *Grumble* I wish I owned POTC through. *Sigh* Life can be so unfair. Mean Disney thinks of everything. *Walks of grumbling*
Summary - What if Will and Elizabeth had a daughter? What if she came in possession of a piece of Cortes's cursed treasure? They'd be stupid if they didn't call on a certain pirate captain and what if he had a little surprise of his own? Read to find out!!!!
Authors Note - Awwww I love all of you!!!! I know it makes me feel special when someone mentions me in their thanks so heres all the reviewers names I got from the last chappie: Cookies With Khleo, Inu Lover, banana nut muffin, Reese Sparrow, Shmo(HeyBob)(), lunalovegood129, Lyra Silvertongue 13, Charmed Angel, la chica mysteriosa() and Dawnie-7!!!! You put up with my shortness so hugs all round!!! Oh and that reminds me if you want to change Patrick's name plz when you review put a yes OR no at the bottom or wherever. If you would that would be great and if you do want it changed suggestions are VERY welcome. As I'm brain dead! Okayies Inu Lover I hope this helps you some more since ya such a loyal reviewer and all! Well Patrick is Jacks son. You got that much right? Anyway Emily is WILL and Elizabeth's daughter. There is no Bootstrap Bill in this story that I have planned but that may change. Hmmmmm now that's an idea. Oh yeah and this is my last update till the 11th of January at the earliest cos I'm going away to my beach house!!!! I look forward to reading your reviews when I come back though so I should probably start..
Chapter Seven - Pals, Plans and the Pearl
Johnson had fixed the small amount of damage that had caused their stop for a relatively reasonable price and after restocking their supplies they were ready to depart but Jack wouldn't hear a word of it. It was a well-known fact that Tortuga didn't truly come 'alive' till well into the night and being the scallywag he was Jack wouldn't miss it for the world. However during her short stay Elizabeth had come to a conclusion that the island was the most horrendous place on Earth to which Jack had replied; "Now that's not very fair, love. Have you been to all the places on the Earth?" As it happened a very heated argument had taken place.
"I would like nothing more than to leave this island tonight."
"Come on, love. We will leave.just not now."
Elizabeth gave him a dirty look and the pirate captain responded with a quirky, lopsided grin. "Jack, whether you like it or not, this IS serious."
"I know, love. I know."
"No you don't know!" She took a deep breath and lowered her voice ever so slightly. Straining his ears Jack eyed her angry figure carefully. "Emily found a.a." Elizabeth bit her lip in a most unlike her way and glanced around the tavern. "Emily found a pirate medallion back at Port Royale."
Their shocked faces started even her. From the expression on her own face it was clear the reaction Elizabeth had expected wasn't anything like this. What she had expected was beyond everyone else but Jack managed a slightly hurt look to mingle with his features as she looked back into her eyes. "Ahhh. I thought you'd come just to see your ole friend Jack."
Elizabeth couldn't help but pity him but now was not the time. "Jack. Do you really think I would be caught dead here if I wasn't desperate?"
Jacks worried and hurt expression vanished as quickly as it appeared. He now bore his usual heart-melting smile. (Yes you know the one!) "The way I rem'ber it you were quite fascinated with pirates."
"That was a long time ago Jack. I've."
"Wait YOU had an obsession with pirates?"
Previously the company had been lounging around lazily. Most of them asleep if not on the verge of dozing of to the sound of raised voices. The ones awake caught occasional snippets of the conversation but with the last few comments Emily now sat straight back and attentive. An expression that could only be confused by the stupidest overtook her perfect features. In answer to the question Elizabeth nodded tentatively and Jacks grin widened. (If that was possible.)
"I think I've learnt more these past few days than all my life put together." Emily raged. Fire burning in her normal kind eyes.
Making a final attempt to convince Jack and everyone else that they HAD to depart Elizabeth purposely ignored her daughters' comments and instead twisted her hands together out of habit. "Look. This isn't the best of places to discuss this. People could be eavesdropping and you'd never know. Can't we just go back to the Pearl and talk about it there?"
After a much-shorted debate the small group retreated back to the Pearl ignoring Jacks many protests. Once aboard they began to prepare to set sail or 'escape' as Elizabeth put it. Her attitude had definitely changed and although Jacks had improved slightly since he was back on his beloved ship and arranging to head back out to sea he was far from his usual cheery self. No one payed much attention though and Patrick merely described it as mood swings and said Soon enough he would be over it and back to his normal self. Which if you think about it isn't that normal.
Meanwhile Emily had managed to slip away from all the ever-continuing arguing and after a brief tour had made her way to the bow. Hands firmly clasped around the railing she leant into the breeze and watched as the small island began to shrink until it had completely melted into the distance. Eyes still scanning the horizon she listened as the wind sang a haunting melody and helped the sails along. Catching the rushing air the large black sheets (no longer holey and in need of repair) danced and flapped madly. The sun began to set and the sky was soon filled with burning colours. Blazing like the flames of a well-fed fire they overtook the pale blue sky and trapped any sign of day.
Sighing deeply she leaned against the metal and fingered it unable to tear herself from the suns beauty. Hearing footsteps she spun around quickly arms ready to defend herself if needed. Glancing at her wearily Patrick stepped up to the rail beside her and gazed out at the sinking sun.
"It's beautiful isn't it?"
Breathless Emily nodded. "Yes. It is."
It was silent for a moment before she began to apologise fervently. "Look. I never got to apologise properly so just so you know I'm."
"Friends?"
Patrick held out his rough bronzed hand and she eyes it strangely. "What?"
"Friends?"
His hand was still held out in form of offering and she looked from him to his hand before biting on her lips and turning back to the ocean. "I've never had any friends before."
"Never had any friends? Not even one?" He didn't even try to hide his astonishment. Here in front of him was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen and she was saying she had never had a friend in her entire life. Unable to believe such a thing he dropped his hand by his side and returned to stare out at sea unsure of what to say.
Sighing Emily looked down at the swelling water below and replied. "No. My.station wont allow it. The only person who I know that's my age and in my so-called league is the Commodore's son, Joseph. He just had his birthday a few days previous and you know what he got?" She didn't wait for a reply but instead continued in a sort of outraged way. "A sword!" A dreamy expression appeared in her eyes and overcame her features.
"Maybe for your birthday you'll get one."
Laughing lightly she turned to look at him. "A sword? Doubtful. Highly doubtful. No, my birthday's in a few weeks and I already know what I'm getting."
Patrick stared blankly back at her. Still thinking about her amazing laugh and how could a person such as her not have one friend?
Smiling at him she began again. "A dress. It's the same every year. My Grandfather's going to be so disappointed when he discovers our disappearance. He's been planning this huge party for months. Half of Port Royale's invited." She sighed and turned back to the rail. "I hate parties. Mother never was fussed with them either." Still facing the ocean, her hands firmly placed on the metal rail she sighed yet again. "Oh how I wish I could get a sword. You'd think it would be easy. What with Father being a blacksmith and all but.you know." Blinking she tilted her head and scanned his face for a response. "So what about you? Any secrets? Scandals? I should know of?"
A smile tugged at her lips as he faced her also. Thinking for a moment Patrick wondered whether or not he should tell her about his life. His secrets. His 'scandals.' Would she really be interested? Or more importantly could he really trust her? After all they had only known each other for roughly a day and most of that time had been arguing or not talking at all. But he need not have worried since just at that moment the two teenagers were interrupted.
Will stood, trying to hide a smile, behind them. His dark eyes held an expression unreadable by both of the youths as they turned to face him. Fingers crossed behind her back Emily hoped her Father wouldn't ask any questions or tease her later. Although her wish was highly unlikely. Pushing a wavy brown lock away from his large eyes Will smiled. "Hope I'm not interrupting anything but dinner, or at least what I think is dinner, is ready."
Nodding Patrick headed towards the galley. Soon after Emily turned to go but caught the mischievous and teasing look Will flashed at her. Glaring at him she rolled her eyes and continued down the stairs. Shortly after Will followed with a sigh. Teenagers.
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A wonderful aroma wafted around the room and upon meeting Emily's nose she was found quite surprised having expected the food to be unfit. Still, after all taking her seat, she eyed the food in front of her with caution. It could be poisoned. After all this was a pirate ship and these were pirates. Picking up her spoon she rolled in around in the soup bowl. Jack watched her grinning slightly. Poor lass. Must be her first time away from home.
"It ain't poisoned, love."
Blushing slightly she nodded and lifted the spoon to her mouth to prove she truly believed this. The warmth of the liquid washed through her body as she licked her lips with satisfaction.
"WOMEN!"
The door flung fully open and the round figure of Gibbs stood blocking the passage. His small eyes stared in disbelief. Hearing him speak Anamaria turned around in her seat and glared daggers at him awaiting a correction. Emily full of curiosity turned around also. Eyes now as wide as they could possible go Gibbs tried to stare Anamaria down but failed terribly. Clearing his throat he looked at the floor.
"MORE women."
Walking fully into the room he took an empty seat next to Jack and leaned over to him, speaking in an undertone. "I thought I told you women were bad luck te have aboard."
Raising an eyebrow Jack shook his head, dark tangled hair falling into his tanned face. Grumbling slightly he flicked it out of the way and readjusted him worn and fading red bandanna. "Now, now Gibbs. I'm going te believe you don't recognise Lizzie."
Shock was written all over the mans face as he stood once more. "I don't believe it. Miss Elizabeth?"
Nodding Elizabeth stood also and hugged her old friend. "It's a pleasure to see you again Mister Gibbs. Even under these circumstances." She smiled grimly and once again took her seat. Gibbs following her actions was soon seated also. Leaning over to him this time, Jack grinned.
"It's actually Mrs Turner now."
"Really? Well then congratulations!"
He raised his tankard to them and skulled it in one gulp. Licking his lips he refilled it and turned to see Emily. Eyeing her with a questioning expression he sipped his rum with smaller mouthfuls. "Now what have we here?"
"Tis their daughter. Emily Jane Turner." Jack replied to the question with a wider grin.
Nodding and smiling Gibbs put down the mug and examined her. "Ah yes I see it now. Well, it's great to meet you Miss Turner." He turned to look at Will and Elizabeth. "And to see you again too but what ye be doing here?"
All those that had been eating moments before put down their utensils and stared at Jack waiting for his answer. (Remember the crew's there as well) Jack picked up his own tankard and took a nice long drink from it. Swallowing he placed the mug back down again and turned back to Gibbs. "Ah, you see they had a slight run in with a piece of history."
Slightly confused but very curious the crew including Anamaria and Gibbs leant forward wishing he would continue. Still grinning Jack took his time by refilling his tankard and taking yet another long drink. Very impatiently Gibbs tapped his fingers on the table and in a gruff voice urged him to tell more. "Go on."
Looking up over his mug jack turned his gaze to Emily who was sitting fidgeting with the very medallion under the table where no one could see. She ran her slender fingers over the engraved scull and along the bones. The metal glimmered in the moonlight and entranced her to the treasure. She only truly awoke from the daze when Jack spoke. "I was actually hoping Miss Turner would be able to enlighten us on how she came across such a burden."
Still clasping the pirate treasure in her hand she rubbed in between her fingers and tore her gaze away from its beauty. Glancing at her parents and then at each crewmember in turn she finally rested her eyes on Jack. His eyes, she could tell, were eager to find out how she had found the medallion so biting her lip she began to speak. "Well.I was at Joseph's party and I."
Butting in Jack leaned forward. "Who's Joseph?"
Trying to look at him but struggling as she could feel everyone's gaze boring into her Emily began to continue. "Joseph is."
Seeing her daughter having trouble Elizabeth interrupted with a helpful ending. ".The Commodore's son."
"The Commodore has a son?" Jack stared in amazement at Elizabeth.
Also feeling his daughter's pressure Will spoke up. "Yes. I think it would be easier on everyone to understand what happened if Emily could tell the story without any interruptions."
Nodding everyone turned their attention back to the young girl who was telepathically thanking her parents for their help. Once again feeling everyone's eyes she smiled weakly and continued, this time looking at the table. "Um.as I was saying. We were at Joseph's birthday when I went outside and I saw this thing on the ground. I went to pick it up and I heard what I think was a monkeys screech. I ignored it and picked up the medallion and well.yeah. That's about it."
Everyone stared at her with wide eyes. As the crew mainly consisted on Jack's original crew that he had used when they were sailing after the Black Pearl everyone present knew about the medallions and the cursed treasure of Cortes. Not really understanding why they were looking at her like that Emily turned to Jack. "What? Did I say something wrong?"
Shaking his head Will leaned over to his daughter. "You never said anything about a monkey when you told us."
Shrugging Emily frowned. "I wasn't sure and anyway it's only a monkey." The silence made her continue as she looked from her father, to her mother to Jack. "Is there something I should know?"
Anamaria nodded sternly. "Cap'n Barbossa owned a pet monkey."
"Captain Barbossa? Is that the guy who kidnapped you Mother?"
Elizabeth nodded and Emily began to speak again still rather confused by the whole conversation. "But why does it matter if I heard a monkey or not?"
Jack leaned back on his chair in thought. "Didn't ye parents ever tell ye the tale?"
Emily made to nod but stopped and instead tilted her head in a questioning manor. "Well. They told me half of it but nothing about a monkey and I only recall Barbossa being mentioned once."
Jack sat up straight and returned his chair to the right position with four legs firmly on the ground. "Well lass. Barbossa's the real cause of out little adventure a couple of years back."
"Jack. I'd prefer if you didn't."
Emily sighed and glared semi-angrily at Elizabeth. "Mother, I'm almost fifteen years old. I'm not going to have nightmares or anything."
Elizabeth stared worriedly back into her daughter's eyes and gave in. "I know. I know. Go ahead Jack."
"Well then what did ye parents get up te tellin' ye about?"
Thinking for a moment Emily recalled their little conversation a few days back. "Ah. Up to the part when Mother learned of the curse. Well, I think that's right."
Elizabeth and Will nodded also remembering and Jack pausing for a moment continued. "Ah well I think during that time we arrived at the Isle de Mureta. I pacifically told ye Father not te do anythin' stupid but of course he did the complete opposite." Will glared at Jack but he continued as if he had never noticed. "They were cuttin' ye Mother's hand when Will hit me over the head with an oar and sent me unconscious."
Elizabeth nodded and chose to tell the next part. "Considering Jack was unconscious he wont be able to remember what happened next so I'll tell you." Emily nodded and her Mother began. "Upon cutting my hand they realised the curse was not broken and many questions were asked. I answered them truthfully and was hit. Causing me to loose my balance and send my rolling down the mound of riches. That was probably the time your Father came and rescued me. We took all the oars and dumped them in the ocean and using two rowed back to the ship."
'This was the most likely the time I was comin' back to consciousness and I bumped into me old crew. As your parents probably told ye I was the Captain of the Black Pearl and Barbossa was my first mate. Anyway they locked me up in the brig and I managed a nice little chat with my ol' friend."
Elizabeth nodded at the memories being retold and spoke yet again. "I gave your Father his medallion I had taken when he was a boy and he wasn't exactly that happy with me."
Will smiled and took her hand. "I wasn't was I? Anyway that's when the Pearl began to gain on us. We tried many things but in the end we had to stand and fight. Elizabeth remembered the medallion and I went to search for it. I think the mast snapped and I got trapped in underneath in the ship. Barbossa took the crew and her Mother and they all watched the ship blow up thinking I was still aboard it. After some negotiations Barbossa being the cheat he was made Elizabeth and Jack walk the plank."
Jack smiled. "Aye. We ended up on my island. The one I was made Govn'or of. Anyway the cut a long story short I got your Mum drunk and she lost it and ended up burning all the rum."
"I wasn't drunk Jack I was pretending so who would fall asleep so THEN I could burn the rum."
Shaking his head Jack continued. "That ain't the way I remember it. Anyway she made a signal, the Commodore came and rescued us and Lizzie offered that in exchange for going after Will she would except his marriage proposal." He grinned. "Pity she didn't end up marryin' him after all." Will glared at him but Jack once again ignored him. "I told the Commodore my plan and of course he couldn't refuse so I had to let him know the risks. Meaning Lizzie was locked up as in means not to get harmed." Elizabeth made a sound that Jack couldn't identify. "I then rowed out in a little boat and stopped them from killin' ye father. Mind you ye never thanked me for that. Anyway I told Barbossa, the rotten cheatin' scum, about yet another plan. All in all we fought the pirates and they fought the navy and in the end they sentenced me to hang. Again. 'Cept this times ye dad told ye mum that he loved he and while she created a diversion he help me escape. I became the rightful captain and have been sailin' 'round ever since."
There was silence and Jack inspected his company's faces each in turn. His son had heard the story many times before was looking his usual self, Lizzie and Will looked kind of lost in remembrance as did the crew and Emily was both excited and confused. Glancing around also Will leaned over to Jack and spoke in a clear hushed voice.
"Jack do you think Barbossa's old crew could be trying to recreate him?"
Nodding his head in agreement Jack dropped the smile. "It's possible."
Will also nodded. "So-so what are we going to do?"
Elizabeth however took this in her stride and stood up. A smile blossomed on her young face as she tucked her hair behind her ear tiredly. "I suggest we all go to bed. We'll talk more about this tomorrow."
All eyes were on the captain when he nodded in agreement. "Aye, we'll talk more tomorrow."
Saying their final goodnight's and goodbye's the crew stood and headed towards their quarters. Giving her Mother and Father a last hug and whishing them a good nights sleep Emily also exited the room and headed towards the one she had been showed earlier. Sighing deeply Jack waved as everyone slowly departed and sat himself down yet again. Tipping his hat so his face was hidden he closed his eyes and began to think.
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Keeping a steady hold on the mast a dirty squat pirate peered through a telescope and squinted into the horizon. Catching sight of a black ship in the distance he lowered the telescope and called down from his spot in the crow's nest.
"Oy! You one-eyes fool, we got ourselves some company!"
Authors Note - Wow that's the longest chapter I've written! Hope your satisfied. *Grins* A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR TO YOU ALL!!! I wont be back till the 11th of January so keep busy and I hope you had a great X'mas!!!! Love Lizzie