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I hope you guys enjoy reading this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it! Your reviews have been great! I fixed my settings, and I now accept unsigned reviews. A big thank-you to Vee017 for telling me! I got so many reviews suggesting it, that I slipped in a couple of cameos just for you guys! Oh, and make sure to check out the sneak previews at the end of the chapter. Vote on one in your review, and it could be the next Pirate Zone episode!
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Will stared at James Norrington standing near the helm of the Black Pearl, ordering his crew to fire upon the fort. "Jack, what are we going to do?" The young man waited for a response, and when he didn't receive any, he tore himself away from the spyglass to look at the pirate. Will could almost see the gears turning in the cunning man's head.
Jack's mind was indeed racing as he tried to figure what to do next. He had to find some way to get down there. He was suddenly struck with divine inspiration, and said the only thing he could think of.
"PARLEY!"
Gillette stared blankly at Jack." Excuse me sir?"
"Parley!" Gillette still didn't seem to have any grasp of what Jack meant. The pirate rolled his eyes exasperatedly." Run up a flag of truce! He'll understand."
"But sir, how do you know he'll understand?" Gillette asked, looking as though he wanted to add 'I don't even understand.'
"Because," Jack said, narrowing his eyes at the young officer,"I understand the mind of the enemy. Which is precisely why I'm Commodore and you're not. Now, prepare a boat."
Gillette, at a loss for words, simply nodded and ran off to get a boat ready. After he left, Will whispered," Jack, you're not really going down there, are you?"
"I have to. Convincing Norrington he's Commodore is the only way I can reverse this blasted thing!"
"But he could kill you easily!" Will said urgently.
Jack held a finger up in the air and stopped Will from going any further. "Buuuuut, he won't because firstly, any pirate knows you don't harm anyone under the protection of parley, and secondly...I think he wants something. He's not a man who would randomly attack a settlement without a reason."
"But, what does he want?"
"Well, dear William, that's what we are going to find out."
"We?"
Will's answer came in the form of a grin, and it was enough of an answer for him to resume burying his face in his hands.
~*~
As the flag of truce was run up and the guns finally stilled on both sides, Jack and Will hurriedly made their way down to the docks. Jack couldn't help glancing around now and then, occasionally catching glances of people he was sure he knew. As they finally reached the docks Jack heard a voice behind him.
"Your boat's over 'ere sir."
Jack turned casually, and nearly fell of the dock. Standing next to the rowboat was the one-eyed pirate Ragetti, except that he was in a Navy uniform and he had, in fact, two eyes. Jack stared at him wide -eyed until another voice interrupted him.
"Get down 'ere and 'elp me with this thing!" came a voice in the small rowboat below. Jack didn't have to look to know it was Pintel. Jack and Will stared at the two men, and then at each other for several moments before Jack shrugged and said simply," Suppose Mullroy and Murtogg are with Norrington." Will nodded, and hopped into the boat. Jack was about to do the same when he was stopped by Gillette.
"Sir what are you doing?"
Jack managed a colossal eye roll before spinning around on his heel and facing the young officer.
"Negotiating."
"You're taking...the blacksmith with you sir?" Jack was sure Will was gripping the oars of the boat tightly to keep from drawing his sword on the irritating officer, but he knew exactly what to say.
"Yes, I'm taking him with me to negotiate with the dangerous, hostile, unpredictable, blood-thirsty pirates. Is that a problem?"
"Oh-uh-no sir. Good Luck!"
Jack got in the boat and ordered Will to start rowing. Will was only able to glare at the grinning Jack menacingly, as there were still some soldiers around, and a blacksmith telling a commodore to 'do it yourself !' would look just a bit suspicious.
As Will and Jack started out towards the Pearl, they heard Ragetti shout, "Good luck sir, and be careful! I 'ear pirates can be dangerous! "
This was followed by a barley audible, "Shut up, you idiot! "
Jack's telling Gillette of the dangerous, hostile, etc... pirates seemed to work too well. As soon as they were out of earshot, Will hissed to Jack," This is insanity! We're going to get ourselves killed! I'm turning this boat around!"
Jack leaned back against the front of the boat and rested his arms on the sides, and lazily pointed a finger up at the fort. Will turned to see Elizabeth looking down on them, wind blowing her out towards the sea.
"Elllliiiizzzaaabbbeeeeth..."
"Keep rowing, young Will. I want my ship back."
~*~
Although Jack looked completely relaxed to Will, he was actually working furiously on a way to convince Norrington he was the Commodore and Jack was the pirate. As far as he saw it, it was next to impossible-well, improbable. Who in the world would give up being a pirate and the Pearl to baby-sit a bunch of soldiers that barley knew how to put their own boots on?
Jack took a break from formulating his plan to look up at Will. He was rowing determinedly, but seemed to avoid looking at the ship. Jack couldn't blame him. Although the ship looked good from far away, Jack could only guess what Norrington had been doing to it. "I'm surprised he didn't paint it blue and yellow." he thought disgruntledly. He then remembered he was supposed to be thinking up a fantastic plan, and leaned back again and closed his eyes.
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"Jack...JACK!"
Jack didn't move, but cracked one eye open to stare at Will.
"What is it?"
"We're getting closer."
"Well, that IS what we're trying to do Will."
Will rolled his eyes as he continued to row." I know that. But-they can see us now."
Jack closed his eyes again and furrowed his brows." So?"
"Well...don't you think you ought to look a bit more...dignified?"
Jack opened his eyes and stared hard at Will for a moment, then, with a sigh and an eyeroll, got up and sat straight and tall in the boat. This had better be the last time he had to do this...
~*~
After what seemed like an eternity to Jack, the tiny rowboat finally reached the Pearl. And after a deep breath Jack climbed up onto the deck, Will reluctantly following. By the time Jack had climbed over the rail and set both feet on the ship, most of the crew was ready and waiting for them.
Despite the Pearl's crew leering at him, Jack felt immensely relived to be aboard his ship again, though it certainly had gone through some changes. It looked like the deck of the Interceptor when he and Will commandeered it. The deck was freshly scrubbed and looked clean enough to eat off of (of course, Jack had seen most of his crew eat of it when it was filthy, but that was besides the point) . In fact, there didn't seem to be a speck of dirt anywhere. Everything was perfectly in order, not a rope out of place.
Jack took a break from looking at the ship to study the crew, which already seemed to carefully be scrutinizing him. He realized it was almost the exact same crew. Some of them, such as Gibbs and Anamaria, couldn't seem to stop staring at Jack, as if trying to remember where they saw him before.
"The ship looks nice." whispered Will behind him.
"It's not supposed to look nice, it's a bloody pirate ship! It's supposed to look intimidating!" Jack hissed.
Will and Jack probably would have kept arguing, but they were interrupted by a familiar voice.
"Commodore! Welcome aboard. I believe you have something I want."
~*~ Next chapter: Jack and James finally meet!
Here they are, the sneak previews! They all involve that crazy storm in the beginning, and humorous title. They vary in weirdness, and may change from their summaries when I actually start to write them.
Marooned 5 A storm causes Jack and four of his crew to be marooned on a deserted island. While they are looking for a way off, they discover that they're not alone
Jack to the Future When a storm flings Jack forward through time, He finds a future not to his liking. Will he be able to get back to the past in time to change it?
A Pirate's Tail Jack runs into a storm that turns him and his entire crew into literal examples of bilge rats and scabberous dogs. Can they find a way to break the curse?
Next chapter might be the final exciting climax! ..or maybe not, I haven't written it yet! I do know that there will probably be only two chapters left, so make sure you review and vote!
I hope you guys enjoy reading this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it! Your reviews have been great! I fixed my settings, and I now accept unsigned reviews. A big thank-you to Vee017 for telling me! I got so many reviews suggesting it, that I slipped in a couple of cameos just for you guys! Oh, and make sure to check out the sneak previews at the end of the chapter. Vote on one in your review, and it could be the next Pirate Zone episode!
~*~
Will stared at James Norrington standing near the helm of the Black Pearl, ordering his crew to fire upon the fort. "Jack, what are we going to do?" The young man waited for a response, and when he didn't receive any, he tore himself away from the spyglass to look at the pirate. Will could almost see the gears turning in the cunning man's head.
Jack's mind was indeed racing as he tried to figure what to do next. He had to find some way to get down there. He was suddenly struck with divine inspiration, and said the only thing he could think of.
"PARLEY!"
Gillette stared blankly at Jack." Excuse me sir?"
"Parley!" Gillette still didn't seem to have any grasp of what Jack meant. The pirate rolled his eyes exasperatedly." Run up a flag of truce! He'll understand."
"But sir, how do you know he'll understand?" Gillette asked, looking as though he wanted to add 'I don't even understand.'
"Because," Jack said, narrowing his eyes at the young officer,"I understand the mind of the enemy. Which is precisely why I'm Commodore and you're not. Now, prepare a boat."
Gillette, at a loss for words, simply nodded and ran off to get a boat ready. After he left, Will whispered," Jack, you're not really going down there, are you?"
"I have to. Convincing Norrington he's Commodore is the only way I can reverse this blasted thing!"
"But he could kill you easily!" Will said urgently.
Jack held a finger up in the air and stopped Will from going any further. "Buuuuut, he won't because firstly, any pirate knows you don't harm anyone under the protection of parley, and secondly...I think he wants something. He's not a man who would randomly attack a settlement without a reason."
"But, what does he want?"
"Well, dear William, that's what we are going to find out."
"We?"
Will's answer came in the form of a grin, and it was enough of an answer for him to resume burying his face in his hands.
~*~
As the flag of truce was run up and the guns finally stilled on both sides, Jack and Will hurriedly made their way down to the docks. Jack couldn't help glancing around now and then, occasionally catching glances of people he was sure he knew. As they finally reached the docks Jack heard a voice behind him.
"Your boat's over 'ere sir."
Jack turned casually, and nearly fell of the dock. Standing next to the rowboat was the one-eyed pirate Ragetti, except that he was in a Navy uniform and he had, in fact, two eyes. Jack stared at him wide -eyed until another voice interrupted him.
"Get down 'ere and 'elp me with this thing!" came a voice in the small rowboat below. Jack didn't have to look to know it was Pintel. Jack and Will stared at the two men, and then at each other for several moments before Jack shrugged and said simply," Suppose Mullroy and Murtogg are with Norrington." Will nodded, and hopped into the boat. Jack was about to do the same when he was stopped by Gillette.
"Sir what are you doing?"
Jack managed a colossal eye roll before spinning around on his heel and facing the young officer.
"Negotiating."
"You're taking...the blacksmith with you sir?" Jack was sure Will was gripping the oars of the boat tightly to keep from drawing his sword on the irritating officer, but he knew exactly what to say.
"Yes, I'm taking him with me to negotiate with the dangerous, hostile, unpredictable, blood-thirsty pirates. Is that a problem?"
"Oh-uh-no sir. Good Luck!"
Jack got in the boat and ordered Will to start rowing. Will was only able to glare at the grinning Jack menacingly, as there were still some soldiers around, and a blacksmith telling a commodore to 'do it yourself !' would look just a bit suspicious.
As Will and Jack started out towards the Pearl, they heard Ragetti shout, "Good luck sir, and be careful! I 'ear pirates can be dangerous! "
This was followed by a barley audible, "Shut up, you idiot! "
Jack's telling Gillette of the dangerous, hostile, etc... pirates seemed to work too well. As soon as they were out of earshot, Will hissed to Jack," This is insanity! We're going to get ourselves killed! I'm turning this boat around!"
Jack leaned back against the front of the boat and rested his arms on the sides, and lazily pointed a finger up at the fort. Will turned to see Elizabeth looking down on them, wind blowing her out towards the sea.
"Elllliiiizzzaaabbbeeeeth..."
"Keep rowing, young Will. I want my ship back."
~*~
Although Jack looked completely relaxed to Will, he was actually working furiously on a way to convince Norrington he was the Commodore and Jack was the pirate. As far as he saw it, it was next to impossible-well, improbable. Who in the world would give up being a pirate and the Pearl to baby-sit a bunch of soldiers that barley knew how to put their own boots on?
Jack took a break from formulating his plan to look up at Will. He was rowing determinedly, but seemed to avoid looking at the ship. Jack couldn't blame him. Although the ship looked good from far away, Jack could only guess what Norrington had been doing to it. "I'm surprised he didn't paint it blue and yellow." he thought disgruntledly. He then remembered he was supposed to be thinking up a fantastic plan, and leaned back again and closed his eyes.
~*~
"Jack...JACK!"
Jack didn't move, but cracked one eye open to stare at Will.
"What is it?"
"We're getting closer."
"Well, that IS what we're trying to do Will."
Will rolled his eyes as he continued to row." I know that. But-they can see us now."
Jack closed his eyes again and furrowed his brows." So?"
"Well...don't you think you ought to look a bit more...dignified?"
Jack opened his eyes and stared hard at Will for a moment, then, with a sigh and an eyeroll, got up and sat straight and tall in the boat. This had better be the last time he had to do this...
~*~
After what seemed like an eternity to Jack, the tiny rowboat finally reached the Pearl. And after a deep breath Jack climbed up onto the deck, Will reluctantly following. By the time Jack had climbed over the rail and set both feet on the ship, most of the crew was ready and waiting for them.
Despite the Pearl's crew leering at him, Jack felt immensely relived to be aboard his ship again, though it certainly had gone through some changes. It looked like the deck of the Interceptor when he and Will commandeered it. The deck was freshly scrubbed and looked clean enough to eat off of (of course, Jack had seen most of his crew eat of it when it was filthy, but that was besides the point) . In fact, there didn't seem to be a speck of dirt anywhere. Everything was perfectly in order, not a rope out of place.
Jack took a break from looking at the ship to study the crew, which already seemed to carefully be scrutinizing him. He realized it was almost the exact same crew. Some of them, such as Gibbs and Anamaria, couldn't seem to stop staring at Jack, as if trying to remember where they saw him before.
"The ship looks nice." whispered Will behind him.
"It's not supposed to look nice, it's a bloody pirate ship! It's supposed to look intimidating!" Jack hissed.
Will and Jack probably would have kept arguing, but they were interrupted by a familiar voice.
"Commodore! Welcome aboard. I believe you have something I want."
~*~ Next chapter: Jack and James finally meet!
Here they are, the sneak previews! They all involve that crazy storm in the beginning, and humorous title. They vary in weirdness, and may change from their summaries when I actually start to write them.
Marooned 5 A storm causes Jack and four of his crew to be marooned on a deserted island. While they are looking for a way off, they discover that they're not alone
Jack to the Future When a storm flings Jack forward through time, He finds a future not to his liking. Will he be able to get back to the past in time to change it?
A Pirate's Tail Jack runs into a storm that turns him and his entire crew into literal examples of bilge rats and scabberous dogs. Can they find a way to break the curse?
Next chapter might be the final exciting climax! ..or maybe not, I haven't written it yet! I do know that there will probably be only two chapters left, so make sure you review and vote!