(A/N – Okay, After that Chem class, I could use a Study Hall… but no, I get Health. Blah. C'mon Jack… we get to listen to a CPR lecture today… wait. No. That's next week… GASP! Then what the freak?)
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.:: Hey! Who wants a Porsche? Me too… ::.
- A long time ago in a far away land lived this Elvin dude with long blonde hair. Then, Jack came with his rum fairy, tapped Orli on the tip of his elfish ear, and turned him into Will! Woot! Disclaimer…
-Mary had a little lamb and I got stuck with these guys: Lindsay, Jessica, Arielle Faye Turner, Rebecca Barbossa, Paige Castrella Madrine (Lillian Paige Barbossa), Thomas Pikes and the Meridian. Mine!
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CHAPTER NINETEEN: "Make it stop!!!"
- Lindsay's PoV (still) -
The five of us were hoisted out of rum pit quickly and bound at our wrists with rope. We were then connected with one long rope, one of the crewmen pulling us along in a line.
I sighed. How do I get myself into these things? I'm not even in my own time period! My parents are gonna kill me if Becca doesn't first, and that's if we even get back in time before the ruby goes up missing! Darn that two-week rule… I walked slowly and spotted our things by the tree. I lit up and looked back at the rest of my friends.
"Get the bags!" I whispered to them. They nodded, and Paige slipped the knife from Jack out of her dress and cut her ropes. We all watched her run and hide behind a plant near our things. She had cut the main rope, leaving Jessica and Thomas free, too. But Erica and I were still being pulled along here…
"Help us!" I whispered urgently as we headed for the rowboat. Thomas and Jessica ran over to the tree with Paige ripping the ropes from themselves, and the ducked away under the brush.
Erica threw me a look of total shock like 'They left us! Traitors!' Yeah, I know, Grace… me, too. The crewman turned around to put us in the rowboat, but he stopped when he saw it was just us two. Rebecca turned around, too, about to shoot someone.
"Find them!" she bellowed.
At this, Thomas, Stewy, and Paige leapt out from the big palm plant spraying silly string, throwing nitro snappers, and screaming! It sounded a lot like 'Jonah and the Whale,' and when Rebecca and her men where covered in silly string and screaming because they were being pelted with the nitro snappers, the three of them swung the book bags on their backs, and we ran into the palm tree grove.
"Great job, Stewy!" I yelled as we dodged the trees.
"Paige and Thomas are good at it, too!" she yelled from up ahead. "Let's see how good we are at running, though, before a celebration!"
Suddenly, gunfire broke out. A bullet whizzed passed Thomas's head and lodged into the tree next to him. We stared wide-eyed only a moment til the gunfire got heavier.
"Run faster!" Erica screamed. We ran to the other end of the palm grove covering our heads and screaming our bloody heads off (yes, I had to say 'bloody'... 'Good show, poppet!' 'Why thank you, Grace!' lol). Suddenly, I got an idea! The guns!
"Stewy! I'm coming in behind you!" I yelled. I ran behind her and started working my way through my bag.
"What are you doing?!" she asked.
"Getting my gun!" I answered.
"Gun?" Erica asked.
"Yeah, Jane! What gun?" Paige asked.
"The ones Jack gave us in Port Royal! The ones from the smithy!" I said. Erica and Stewy's faces lit up with happiness, and we got our bags, took out the guns, and found a dead end at a giant rock.
"Oh no," Thomas said quietly. We spun around, and the gunfire was coming heavier still. We fell to the ground trying to hide ourselves in the sand. Stewy was screaming loud.
"Make it stop!!!" she bellowed.
"You make it stop!" I said.
"Yeah!" Erica said. "Better your butt than mine!"
Jessica gave Erica a look ('how could you say that?!'), but Erica just giggled, and it was left as a joke. Fine time to joke, Erica…
Then it stopped. We looked up out of the sand, and Rebecca and her men stood over us, guns pointed directly on us.
"Up!" she commanded. We stalked slowly to our feet, shaking the loose sand from us. Thomas got in front of us, sword out, and we stood right next to him.
"Get back there," he hissed.
"No way!" Erica said. "And let you have all the fun?"
"He's not cursed…" I said.
"Oh yeah…"
"None of us are…"
"WHAT?? When did this happen?!"
"Yesterday after we got captured and you escaped from the battle!"
"Fine time to tell me now, Lindsay…"
"It's Jane…"
"You know-"
BANG!
We jumped and faced Rebecca whose pistol was pointed to the sky smoking. She had that evil malicious grin across her face again, like always. That grin made me shiver… bleh…
"Your friends now know?" Rebecca asked.
"So what if they do?" I asked. "I was gonna tell them anyways!"
"I knew you would," she said. "And that's why I will withhold myself from disposing of you until I have each and everyone of you pirates that associate with Jack Sparrow!"
"That's CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow to you," Erica said. I bit my lip to hold in my laughter. Not working… at all...
"Fine then," Rebecca said. "Captain Jack Sparrow."
"And you forget that Elizabeth isn't a pirate!" Paige said. "She's just married to the son of the guy our father tied to an anchor and left to drown!" With every word, Paige's voice got louder and stronger with rage until she was shouting. There was silence a few more moments.
"That's cannon, Paige," I said. "He was tied to a cannon."
Paige threw me a look ('shut up!').
"So?" Becca asked. "She's still talking with Sparrow. Mr. Turner has assisted in his escape numerous times, Mr. Gibbs and the other wench are his crew, and you three girls are the Littles-"
"Four," Erica said, motioning toward Paige. "You forgot Little Lily."
"So I have," she sneered. "Alright, four Littles who are presumably the daughters of Jack and his best mate, and then there's this lad here." She pointed her pistol at Thomas. I jumped in front of him.
"Don't you lay a hand on him!" I yelled, glaring evilly at her. "He's mine!" It suddenly registered when Jess, Erica, and Paige started giggling. Then Rebecca laughed. Oops…
"You have feelings for this boy, do you?" she laughed.
"No…" I said, trying to avoid her eyes. "He's just a buddy!"
Rebecca laughed and then tightened the grip on her pistol. I held my gun up to her as well. She laughed as her three men pulled out guns as well.
- Erica's PoV -
"It's four to one," she said. "You're odds aren't so good."
"Four to two," a voice said from behind me. "And I can take ye all single-handedly if ye like." I spun around. Jack! Rebecca's jaw hit the sand in disbelief.
"But I sent you back to my ship!" she raged.
"That'd be my ship," Jack said. "Now let them go or die."
"You know it's a bleedin' shame I can't kill you now," Rebecca said. "As for them, well, I can."
"But they're-"
"Not anymore, Jack," I said patting his arm. Jack's eyes widened.
"Accept defeat, Sparrow," Becca said. "Let me whisk you off to Isle de Muerta where I can properly dispose of these foul little children and you." Jack stared at her blankly, but then it looked like determination. Then he did something we never thought he'd do.
He threw his gun to the sand. He parted us five who gaped at him, and he walked up to one of the men who took his wrists behind his back. He winced in pain, and we ran forward.
"Jack! What are you doing?!" I shrieked.
Rebecca laughed as the other two men took hold of the rest of us and crushed our wrists as we headed for the boat.
"It'd do you no good to fight," Becca said. Then she leaned in and whispered to me, "You'll die either way."
I was infuriated! Why did Jack just give up?! Maybe it was a plan… I'm sure that's it. It's part of some plan. At least I hope so.
- On the Black Pearl -
We were shoved up on deck and our wrists were released, but we still couldn't move since our hands were tied behind our backs now. Rebecca had the six of us in a line, and then began another long little show-off-y thing.
"I can't imagine how much fun we'll have when we reach Isle de Muerta at dawn," she said. "I'll get rid of all of the Littles, including my rat of a sister. You're a traitor, Lily," she said. "You could've brought down the infamous Jack Sparrow of the Caribbean in revenge if you had sided with me and father."
"Yeah, well when did father ever treat me like his daughter?" Paige asked. "Jack's been more of a father to me in a week than Barbossa in a million years! He's nothing like you or our father, which I'm very grateful for. I'd much rather be killed fighting with Jack than against him. You can call me and the Littles and these pirates whatever you want, threaten us, beat us, or kill us, but we'll always side with Jack - no one else."
Rebecca's jaw dropped in shock. Haha! That was excellent! Tell me she didn't deserve that one! It was really cool… Lindsay, Stewy, I looked passed Thomas and up at Jack who was still looking forward, now with a little more pride in his expression and his head a little higher.
"Well said!" Lindsay said with an enormous grin. "Well, Becca, ol' girl, what do ye got to say to that?" Rebecca closed her mouth and brought herself back to reality. She turned to Lindsay and sneered.
"All eleven of you die at dawn. For the exception of Jack, William, and Elizabeth, of course. To the brig with them!"
The big fat guys came up behind us shuffling us about down to the brig for the second time. Whoa… twice in three days I've been in the brig! I've been bad…
And what did Rebecca mean 'eleven?' Well, subtract three and you get eight. Lindsay, Jessica, Paige, Thomas, Anamaria, Gibbs, and myself… but that's only seven. Who's the other dead duck?
"Can I have a cell that doesn't leak?" Stewy asked. "Like, a dry one?"
Wish not fulfilled. Jessica got shoved into a nice wet cell with Lindsay, Paige, Thomas, and me. Jack got thrown in to one up a ways from us with Will and Elizabeth – aka the ducks that are spared until Becca goes back and kills them. Gibbs and Ana were in the cell between us and Jack, Will, and Elizabeth, and on the other side of the hall in the cell facing us was-
"Governor Swann?!" Lindsay whispered in amazement. We turned around and pressed our faces to the bars looking at him. Whoa…
"So you're the other dead duck!" I said. Paige elbowed me, and I bent over a bit.
"Where did you come from?" Jessica asked.
"They kidnapped him," Elizabeth said through her sobs. "Said we had to surrender if we wanted him to return home safely."
"And that's why I surrendered on the island," Jack said. "If I hadn't, she would kill him. But this is Barbossa's daughter, and Elizabeth called 'parley' on the ship to get him free."
"So he's safe?" I asked.
"Of course not," Will said. "She'll kill him hands down."
"So what is it now?" I asked.
"They kidnapped the Governor in hopes that we would surrender to save him," Thomas said. "Dirty buggers…"
"Well, then that means the Royal Navy should be coming!" Lindsay said. "Norrington will be here in no time!"
"But he doesn't know where we are!" Jessica said. "He won't find us in time!"
"We can only hope he does," Thomas said. "He's our only hope."
"Nice to know our lives are in the hands of Commodore James Norrington," Jack murmured just loud enough that we could hear it.
"Don't worry, Governor," I said. "No one's gonna die 'cept Becca, and then we can go back to Port Royal and we'll go back to normal life."
"Define normal," Jessica said with a laugh.
"True…" Lindsay said.
"Who are you?" Governor Swann asked us. "Please don't tell me that you're on the ship for-for that kind of-"
"Pleasurable company? Us?" Paige asked. We threw our heads back in laughter.
"No," Lindsay said. "We're the Littles." At the Governor's look of disbelief, Lindsay, Jessica, and I showed our necklaces to him.
"And who are they?" he asked.
"That's Thomas, ship boy," Jessica said.
"And this is Paige, also known as Lillian or Little Lily!" I said. "She's Rebecca's evil sister who wants to kill Jack, but she sided with him ages ago. She's psychic. And now, we're all in the brig of a ship talking to you!"
"The rumors were true," the Governor muttered. "Elizabeth and William were telling the truth about you three!"
"Aye, they were!" Jessica said. "Little Turner…"
"Little Sparrow…"
"And Little Swann. Please to meet ya, pops!" Lindsay said.
"Hey! That's what I call Jack!" I said. Lindsay shrugged her shoulders. The Governor was still staring at us in disbelief.
"This is remarkable," he said. "You three to be here and-"
"Believe it," I said. "Because unless Norrington gets here before our heads are cut off at Isle de Muerta, you're all as good as dead!"
"You need us," Lindsay said nodding her head slowly. "Believe me, you need us…" The Governor shook his head.
"It doesn't seem right… I'm to entrust my life in you three ghastly… pirates?" Governor Swann asked.
"Aye, we are pirates, and aye, you should trust us," Lindsay said.
"We're masters of torture as Rebecca likes to call us!" Stewy said.
"And that helps us…. How?" Governor Swann asked.
"Believe us, we can talk our way out of anything," Jessica said.
"Well, they can anyways…" I said.
"Especially if we're in the back of the police car annoying a hot cop," Lindsay said with a big smile.
"And let's not forget the partner in crime here," Jack said.
"Yeah, we better not forget him," Paige said.
"Speaking of which," I said, "how did you get from the ship to the island that fast?"
"I tipped the rowboat," Jack said with a wide grin. "Trick of Mad Mary I had to resort to using. Helpful little stunt, that is."
Jessica turned beat red with a huge grin, and then saluted Jack by tipping the front rim of her black hat that one of her brother's friends had left at her house, and then straightened it.
"So what's the plan of escape?" Lindsay asked, turning to Jack and Will.
"There isn't one," Will said, head low as he reached for Elizabeth's hand.
"No plan?" I asked, shocked by the answer. "But you always have a plan, Jack! Even if it is spur of the moment!"
"Not this time, luv," he said, sitting next to Will.
"Not one thing?" Jessica asked, her hands slipping down the bars.
Jack shook his head.
"This isn't the Jack Sparrow I know," Paige said. "You're always prepared! Everyone looks to you!"
"Come on, Jack! Something's gotta come to mind!" Jessica said.
"Nothin'," he replied. "Well, there might be something there…" He stood up, and our faces lit up. "But it's gonna take a while to work the details and a lot of rehearsal."
"Rehearsal? For what?" I asked. Confused looks went all around the eleven faces in the room.
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- (walks out of Health class with bulging eyes)
Don't say a word, Jack…
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