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Disclaimer: I only own Nick and Tori, not Pirates of the Caribbean.
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Elizabeth was tied next to Will. Anamaria and Jack were on his other side. They were on a ship. One which name she had been on able to catch. Will was out cold. Their captors had attempted to drug them but as they had approached Jack first, he had made such a racket that they had woken up. Will immediately tried to defend Elizabeth but had received a blow in the head.
Elizabeth managed to scoot closer to Will. She shook him gently. "Will," she whispered.
He didn't move. "He's not wakin' up any time soon, Lizzie," Jack told her. Cuts and bruises lined his face and arms, "He was hit hard."
Elizabeth bit her lip. A small sob escaped it, even so. She tried not to look at her husband. She felt sick. "I wonder which bastards had the pleasure of takin' us," growled Ana.
They had looked like pirates but there was no way of knowing who they worked for. Jack had the uncomfortable feeling of familiarity. They were tied together on the deck, the fog so thick in their eyes; they could hardly see each other.
A man came up onto the deck. He spat at Jack's feet. "Capt' wants ta talk ta ya," he told them.
He reached out to untie the ropes. Jack hit his arm with his two bound hands. "If the Capt' wants ta talk ta us, he can come out here."
The man's lip curled, "He's not goin' to like that," he stated.
He hurried off. A few minutes later another man came up. Everything about him, reeked with familiarity right to to his feather topped hat. "Not another Barbossa," Jack spat.
"Unfortunately for ya, Aye," Barbossa smirked.
"Who the bloody 'ell would marry yer father?" Jack asked, sarcastically.
"No-one said my mother was married ta me father."
Jack sneered, "A prostitute no doubt."
"If she was, that's my business not yers. Yer not here ta talk about my family."
"Tell me, why are we here?" Jack's eyes were wide with mock confusion.
"Different reasons, actually," Barbossa grinned cruelly, "Everyone knows yer the most successful pirates on the seas. Yer ta give yer treasure ta me."
"And what makes ya think I will? Ya can't torture me inta tellin' where it is," Jack told him.
"Not torture ya, no," Barbossa kicked Ana lightly. She shot him a venomous look, "That's why I've got her. Maybe she can change yer mind."
Jack's face went deadly white, "Lay one finger on her, and I'll."
"Yer threats are useless, Sparrow," Barbossa sneered, "I'll torture ya as well if ya wish, however. I've a score ta settle with ya anyway."
"Don't tell me yer father didn't get what he deserved," the normally easy-going Jack was furious.
Barbossa didn't reply. He leaned down so his face was close to Elizabeth's. He was actually quite young. Only about her age. "I remember ya," he whispered, "The crew told me 'bout ya. I never imagined ya were so pretty."
He touched her cheek and laughed. Elizabeth flinched, visibly and pulled Will closer to her. "Leave me alone," she whispered, angrily.
"Not this time," Barbossa gave a purely evil grim, "I only need ya fer ransom. No-one says I can't mess with ya until then. It's been along time since there's been a woman aboard."
Elizabeth looked truly horrified. Her arms around Will tightened. Barbossa noticed. "I don't need him," he stated, "but I'll keep him as long as you obey me. Should be a good incentive."
Elizabeth closed her eyes with emotional pain, her hands turning white from holding Will so hard. Jack saw that she couldn't handle this much longer. Will would be in a rage if he realized what Barbossa planned to do with Elizabeth. "What?" he drawled, lazily, "Plan ta have a son like yer mother did?"
Barbossa turned white with fury. Two seconds later, a pistol was pointing at Ana. "One more comment about my mother, Sparrow."
Ana studied him with contempt. "Far better then whatever torturing ya 'ave in store fer me."
Suddenly Elizabeth gave a small cry. "Where's Nick?"
Ana's eyes suddenly went wide and she looked around. "Tori!"
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Tori was gathering her things. Sure that she had gotten everything, she carried her bag to Nick's room and knocked on the door. "Ready?"
He opened the door. "Not quite," he answered truthfully.
Tori's eyes skimmed over his half packed bag, to accessories scattered all over the floor. "What's been takin' ya so long?" she asked, "The Pearl will 'ave left by the time we get there."
"Sorry."
Tori gave a harassed sigh. "Contrary ta what I make it seem like, everythin' is not yer fault so ya don't 'ave ta apologize fer it."
"Well I'm sorry for being brought up with manners," he snapped, and then quickly caught himself, "Sorry."
Tori closed her eyes in annoyance. "I. err." Nick shifted from foot to foot looking awkward.
"Hurry up," Tori told him.
He nodded and disappeared into his room again. After a good ten minutes of waiting, Tori pulled open the door. Nick was attempting to stuff a lantern into his bag. Tori was ready to hurt him. She marched over, and pulled out the lantern. "We 'ave those on the ship," she told him, irately, "We're not complete barbarians."
Nick looked as if he thought she was at least but snapped his bag shut and stood up. Tori nodded, "Come on."
He looked back at the lantern, "How are we going to get through the town with no light?"
"I'm a weathered pirate," she told him, "I'll manage."
"What about me?"
"Ya'll 'ave ta do without," she informed him, "We can't risk bein' caught."
Nick nodded and followed her out of the only place he'd ever known as home. He trustingly followed her down the dark streets of Port Royal. She found her way easily. She was cat-like, eyes alert, fingers twitching. He half-expected her to grow a tail. They finally reached the dock. Tori untied a small rowboat and dropped her bag into to it. Nick paused. "Is this right?" he asked.
Tori stared. Pirates never questioned whether something was right or wrong to do. She was pretty sure her father would be able to come up with a reason for why pirating was right but faced with this question she couldn't. "What's not right about it?" she asked.
Nick could tell she was unsure of herself. "It's probably some old fishermen's boat which he's worked so hard to buy and if we take it, he'll have to buy a new one and then his children might starve and."
Tori stared even harder. Nick was analyzing this farther than was comfortable. It made her feel bad. Awful, in fact. Pushing away those feelings, she sat down determinedly and grabbed the oars. "Ours is a good cause as well," she said, defiantly, "If we don't go our parents might die."
Looking nervous, Nick sat down and took the oars from her. She protested, angrily. She could do this herself. Nick backed off, even though he felt horrible to be in a stolen boat, rowed by a girl. The water was calm, however, and Tori was able to make unbelievably good time. In about fifteen minutes, a huge looming ship came into view. "The Pearl," Tori whispered in awe.
Nick stared up at it. He hadn't expected it to be so big. He swallowed slightly, not sure what he was taking on. There was a shout from the Black Pearl and as they drew alongside it, arms reached down to pull them up.
Once upon the deck, they were bombarded with questions. "Where's the Capt' and Anamaria?" "Who's he?" "Why are ya late?"
Tori held up her hands to silence them. "Father and Mother."
Her voice cracked. She tried again, "Father and Mother 'ave been captured along with Nick's parents, Elizabeth and Will. We must look fer them."
Everyone looked at Nick. He shrank back. "So yer Lizzie's son?"
A very old man had stepped out of the crew. Nick recognized him at once from Will's description. "Gibbs?" he asked, hesitantly.
The man nodded and shook his hand. "Depressin' we 'ad ta meet under these circumstances but it happens."
His voice was oily. "Jack has never failed us. We won't give up tryin' ta find him and yer parents as they did a great deal fer us as well."
Nick nodded, feeling slightly less anxious. Beside him, Tori gave a small scream of joy and embraced a pirate-boy of about her age. Nick stomach dropped out completely. She had a lover.
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Don't panic yet. There's still time for Nick/Tori later. Promise. I have this planned out. So please review. It means so much to me and it only takes a few minutes for you. Make me happy, please? *Cheesy smile* That chapter was longish to make up for the long time not updated.
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Disclaimer: I only own Nick and Tori, not Pirates of the Caribbean.
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Elizabeth was tied next to Will. Anamaria and Jack were on his other side. They were on a ship. One which name she had been on able to catch. Will was out cold. Their captors had attempted to drug them but as they had approached Jack first, he had made such a racket that they had woken up. Will immediately tried to defend Elizabeth but had received a blow in the head.
Elizabeth managed to scoot closer to Will. She shook him gently. "Will," she whispered.
He didn't move. "He's not wakin' up any time soon, Lizzie," Jack told her. Cuts and bruises lined his face and arms, "He was hit hard."
Elizabeth bit her lip. A small sob escaped it, even so. She tried not to look at her husband. She felt sick. "I wonder which bastards had the pleasure of takin' us," growled Ana.
They had looked like pirates but there was no way of knowing who they worked for. Jack had the uncomfortable feeling of familiarity. They were tied together on the deck, the fog so thick in their eyes; they could hardly see each other.
A man came up onto the deck. He spat at Jack's feet. "Capt' wants ta talk ta ya," he told them.
He reached out to untie the ropes. Jack hit his arm with his two bound hands. "If the Capt' wants ta talk ta us, he can come out here."
The man's lip curled, "He's not goin' to like that," he stated.
He hurried off. A few minutes later another man came up. Everything about him, reeked with familiarity right to to his feather topped hat. "Not another Barbossa," Jack spat.
"Unfortunately for ya, Aye," Barbossa smirked.
"Who the bloody 'ell would marry yer father?" Jack asked, sarcastically.
"No-one said my mother was married ta me father."
Jack sneered, "A prostitute no doubt."
"If she was, that's my business not yers. Yer not here ta talk about my family."
"Tell me, why are we here?" Jack's eyes were wide with mock confusion.
"Different reasons, actually," Barbossa grinned cruelly, "Everyone knows yer the most successful pirates on the seas. Yer ta give yer treasure ta me."
"And what makes ya think I will? Ya can't torture me inta tellin' where it is," Jack told him.
"Not torture ya, no," Barbossa kicked Ana lightly. She shot him a venomous look, "That's why I've got her. Maybe she can change yer mind."
Jack's face went deadly white, "Lay one finger on her, and I'll."
"Yer threats are useless, Sparrow," Barbossa sneered, "I'll torture ya as well if ya wish, however. I've a score ta settle with ya anyway."
"Don't tell me yer father didn't get what he deserved," the normally easy-going Jack was furious.
Barbossa didn't reply. He leaned down so his face was close to Elizabeth's. He was actually quite young. Only about her age. "I remember ya," he whispered, "The crew told me 'bout ya. I never imagined ya were so pretty."
He touched her cheek and laughed. Elizabeth flinched, visibly and pulled Will closer to her. "Leave me alone," she whispered, angrily.
"Not this time," Barbossa gave a purely evil grim, "I only need ya fer ransom. No-one says I can't mess with ya until then. It's been along time since there's been a woman aboard."
Elizabeth looked truly horrified. Her arms around Will tightened. Barbossa noticed. "I don't need him," he stated, "but I'll keep him as long as you obey me. Should be a good incentive."
Elizabeth closed her eyes with emotional pain, her hands turning white from holding Will so hard. Jack saw that she couldn't handle this much longer. Will would be in a rage if he realized what Barbossa planned to do with Elizabeth. "What?" he drawled, lazily, "Plan ta have a son like yer mother did?"
Barbossa turned white with fury. Two seconds later, a pistol was pointing at Ana. "One more comment about my mother, Sparrow."
Ana studied him with contempt. "Far better then whatever torturing ya 'ave in store fer me."
Suddenly Elizabeth gave a small cry. "Where's Nick?"
Ana's eyes suddenly went wide and she looked around. "Tori!"
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Tori was gathering her things. Sure that she had gotten everything, she carried her bag to Nick's room and knocked on the door. "Ready?"
He opened the door. "Not quite," he answered truthfully.
Tori's eyes skimmed over his half packed bag, to accessories scattered all over the floor. "What's been takin' ya so long?" she asked, "The Pearl will 'ave left by the time we get there."
"Sorry."
Tori gave a harassed sigh. "Contrary ta what I make it seem like, everythin' is not yer fault so ya don't 'ave ta apologize fer it."
"Well I'm sorry for being brought up with manners," he snapped, and then quickly caught himself, "Sorry."
Tori closed her eyes in annoyance. "I. err." Nick shifted from foot to foot looking awkward.
"Hurry up," Tori told him.
He nodded and disappeared into his room again. After a good ten minutes of waiting, Tori pulled open the door. Nick was attempting to stuff a lantern into his bag. Tori was ready to hurt him. She marched over, and pulled out the lantern. "We 'ave those on the ship," she told him, irately, "We're not complete barbarians."
Nick looked as if he thought she was at least but snapped his bag shut and stood up. Tori nodded, "Come on."
He looked back at the lantern, "How are we going to get through the town with no light?"
"I'm a weathered pirate," she told him, "I'll manage."
"What about me?"
"Ya'll 'ave ta do without," she informed him, "We can't risk bein' caught."
Nick nodded and followed her out of the only place he'd ever known as home. He trustingly followed her down the dark streets of Port Royal. She found her way easily. She was cat-like, eyes alert, fingers twitching. He half-expected her to grow a tail. They finally reached the dock. Tori untied a small rowboat and dropped her bag into to it. Nick paused. "Is this right?" he asked.
Tori stared. Pirates never questioned whether something was right or wrong to do. She was pretty sure her father would be able to come up with a reason for why pirating was right but faced with this question she couldn't. "What's not right about it?" she asked.
Nick could tell she was unsure of herself. "It's probably some old fishermen's boat which he's worked so hard to buy and if we take it, he'll have to buy a new one and then his children might starve and."
Tori stared even harder. Nick was analyzing this farther than was comfortable. It made her feel bad. Awful, in fact. Pushing away those feelings, she sat down determinedly and grabbed the oars. "Ours is a good cause as well," she said, defiantly, "If we don't go our parents might die."
Looking nervous, Nick sat down and took the oars from her. She protested, angrily. She could do this herself. Nick backed off, even though he felt horrible to be in a stolen boat, rowed by a girl. The water was calm, however, and Tori was able to make unbelievably good time. In about fifteen minutes, a huge looming ship came into view. "The Pearl," Tori whispered in awe.
Nick stared up at it. He hadn't expected it to be so big. He swallowed slightly, not sure what he was taking on. There was a shout from the Black Pearl and as they drew alongside it, arms reached down to pull them up.
Once upon the deck, they were bombarded with questions. "Where's the Capt' and Anamaria?" "Who's he?" "Why are ya late?"
Tori held up her hands to silence them. "Father and Mother."
Her voice cracked. She tried again, "Father and Mother 'ave been captured along with Nick's parents, Elizabeth and Will. We must look fer them."
Everyone looked at Nick. He shrank back. "So yer Lizzie's son?"
A very old man had stepped out of the crew. Nick recognized him at once from Will's description. "Gibbs?" he asked, hesitantly.
The man nodded and shook his hand. "Depressin' we 'ad ta meet under these circumstances but it happens."
His voice was oily. "Jack has never failed us. We won't give up tryin' ta find him and yer parents as they did a great deal fer us as well."
Nick nodded, feeling slightly less anxious. Beside him, Tori gave a small scream of joy and embraced a pirate-boy of about her age. Nick stomach dropped out completely. She had a lover.
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Don't panic yet. There's still time for Nick/Tori later. Promise. I have this planned out. So please review. It means so much to me and it only takes a few minutes for you. Make me happy, please? *Cheesy smile* That chapter was longish to make up for the long time not updated.