Summary: This is the movie pirates of the Caribbean with the story told through the eyes of Elizabeth Swann.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, not even the storyline.
Chapter Six
I looked around the room I was locked in, ashamed to say I was pretty fascinated by it, as it was an actual pirate ship I was on. And despite my fear, I was remembering how much I had wanted to meet a pirate. Plus, I thought the room looked kind of pretty with so many candles.
I jumped as I heard the door creak and turned to find the pirates that brought me here (I'm still unsure of their names) enter the room.
"You'll be dinin' with the captain." The pirate said roughly. "And he requests you wear this."
I looked at the dress he was holding in his arms. It was really dark, and I was unsure of whether it was purple or maroon.
"Well, you may tell the captain that I am disinclined to acquiesce to his request." I replied coolly, quoting the captain, knowing he'd understand the spite behind it.
The pirates both let out a little giggle, and the one who had spoken before replied, "He said you'd say that. He also said if that be the case, you'll be dinin' with the crew...and you'll be naked."
The other pirate let out another little giggle at the last words. I glared at them both and snatched the dress. They both glared back at me, all smiles disappearing.
"Fine."
I sat at the dinning table, unsure what to do as the pirates set up a feast on the table, and lit some candles, before retreating from the room, leaving me alone with the captain.
When the food was placed in front of me, I began to eat politely, self-conscious as the captain sat there watching me.
"There's no need to stand on ceremony, nor call to impress anyone." Barbossa said, and I lifted my head to look at him. "You must be hungry."
I looked at him for a second, then picked up my meat with my hands and began to eat it. He was right, I was hungry, and if he didn't expect manners, why should I bother using them? I looked up slightly, and saw some rolls on a plate in front of me. I grabbed one and continued eating.
"Try the wine." He said, holding a goblet in front of me. I took the glass from him, and took a few gulps of it, before returning to my roll.
"And the apples?" He said, holding out a shiny green apple. "One of those next."
I froze, my hand holding a piece of bread halfway to my mouth, as realization hit me. I sat there frozen for a few seconds before I dropped the piece of roll and put my hand down.
"It's poisoned." I accused, disgusted in him.
Barbossa laughed and replied, "There would be no sense to be killing ye, Miss Turner."
"Then release me, you have your trinket;" I said, pointing out the obvious. "I'm of no further value to you."
He quietly reached into his inner coat pocket and pulled out my medallion. He then held it by the top of the medallion and leant forward on the table, thoughtfully.
"You don't know what this is, do ye?" He said, and from the tone of his voice was serious, like he'd just realized something.
I shrugged and replied simply; "It's a pirate medallion."
"This is Aztec gold..." He corrected forcefully, then his face grew serious again. "One of 882 identical pieces they delivered in a stone chest to Cortés himself." He whispered the last part, as though it was something miraculous.
"Blood money paid to stem the slaughter he wreaked upon them with his armies." He continued with his story. "But the greed of Cortés was insatiable. So the heathen gods placed upon the gold..."
He paused at this point, and looked me in the eyes before continuing. "A terrible curse."
As he spoke I listened, but I felt my eyes being drawn to the medallion and I gazed at it, and despite its magical pirate qualities, I doubt it was cursed.
"Any mortal that removes but a single piece from that stone chest shall be punished for eternity." Barbossa concluded.
"I hardly believe in ghost stories anymore, Captain Barbossa." I replied seriously, unable to believe he thought I would believe such a thing.
"Aye." Barbossa agreed, and stood up. "That's exactly what I thought when we were first told the tale. Buried on an Island of Dead what cannot be found except for those who know where it is."
He came and stood next to me, really close. "Find it, we did. There be the chest. Inside be the gold. And we took 'em all." He thrust his hand out as he said the last part, remembering the day he stole the gold. "We spent 'em and traded 'em and frittered 'em away on drink and food and pleasurable company." He said, as he walked behind me, to my other side. "The more we gave 'em away, the more we came to realize..." He whispered, sending chills up my spine. "The drink would not satisfy, food turned to ash in our mouths, and all the pleasurable company in the world could not slake our lust. We are cursed men, Miss Turner."
He then straightened up, so his face wasn't so close to mine, and began to retreat back to his seat. I hadn't been able to look at him the whole time he was close to me, but as he backed away I turned to look at him.
"Compelled by greed, we were, but now we are consumed by it." He said, emphasizing each word. We both then turned as the monkey began to jump up and down, screeching.
He turned his back to me, and when I was sure he wasn't looking, I grabbed a butterknife from the table, and hid it under a cloth, which I had placed on my lap at the start of the meal.
"There is one way we can end our curse." He whispered, his back still turned on me, making me wonder whether he was talking to me or the monkey. He then turned back to face me, and the monkey jumped on his shoulder. "All the scattered pieces of the Aztec gold must be restored and the blood repaid." The monkey then jumped off his shoulder, and ran off carrying the gold, which Barbossa must have given to it when he was talking to it before.
"Thanks to ye, we have the final piece." Barbossa said, looking straight at me.
I looked at him in confusion, as well as an unsettling fear. "And the blood to be repaid?"
"Thanks why there's no sense to be killin' ye." He replied, then added, to my horror. "Yet."
He picked up the apple and held it out. "Apple."
I stared at his hand, unsure of what to do, then decided to go with my instinct and knocked his arm aside, sending the apple flying. I held the knife up to him, threateningly and turned to run in the direction of the exit. I went round a pole, and he came round the other side of it. I turned to dodge him, but he grabbed me, and I pushed the knife into his heart. I let go of it and stepped back gasping, when he didn't collapse or even gasp in pain. He looked at me, then back at the knife, causing em to gasp in disgust as he calmly pulled the knife out of his chest and held it up, threateningly to me.
I winced and felt like I was going to be sick and I saw his blood covered the knife, shining under the light.
"I'm curious – after killin' me what was it you plannin' on doing next?" He said.
I backed away from him, turning only to find the door handle. Once I was out of the office, I screamed as I saw the pirates all on the deck, only they weren't pirates. They were all skeletons, with bits of skin missing, and ragged clothes that hung loosely and all terrifying and completely overwhelming. I began to scream in terror, as they all seemed to come forward and surround me. I stepped away, and in the middle of them turning a wheel, and got caught on it. I screamed and backed away from it, unaware that I was near the edge of the deck. I tripped and fell off of the top deck and down to the bottom deck, into a pit of skeleton pirates. I fell onto a sail that a bunch of them were holding, and they waved it up and down, throwing me into the air, while I was screaming, absolutely petrified of them, and of not being caught and hitting the deck. I was saved from the second worry, as one of the other pirates swung on a saw rope and caught me, which freaked me out even more as it was touching me. I screamed even louder, and when we landed on the deck I ran away. It followed and I went around the steering wheel, while it was on the other side. I tried to dodge it, but then just pushed the steering wheel which went up and knocked its head back. It pulled its head forward again, and turned back to me. I was staring at it with even more shock, if that was possible. I ran away from it again and hid under the stairs. Only I heard something behind me, and turned to see the monkey, which was also a skeleton, holding the Aztek gold medallion. I screamed and ran away from it, running towards the door back inside the boat, but ran into Barbossa on the way. He grabbed me, and spun me around.
"Look!" He said, pushing me towards the deck a little, holding onto me neck. "The moonlight shows us for what we really are. We are not among the living, and so we cannot die, but neither are we dead."
He spun me around again to face him. "For too long I've been parched with thirst and unable to quench it." Barbossa let go of me, and I began to slowly back away from him. "Too long I've been starving to death and haven't died. I feel nothing – not the wind on my face nor the spray of the sea," He reached out to touch me, and his hand went into the moonlight, turning into a skeleton. I backed away even more in fear. "Nor the warmth of a woman's flesh." He walked into the moonlight, and fully turned into a skeleton, which was frightening to see. "You best start believing in ghost stories Miss Turner. You're in one!" He said, and pulled the cork out of a bottle of rum, and drank it. I gasped as I saw it flow through his ribcage and falling through the space where his stomach should be. Unable to take it anymore I ran into his room, where he through a bottle at the door, then slammed them shut. I ran to a corner, and huddled there, drawing my dress around me like a protective cloak. I jumped at every sound, completely distraught and knowing it could be one of them. I had never felt so panicked and scared in my entire life. This was like a nightmare, only...it was real.
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