Disclaimer: I do not own any of POTC charcters, just mine Miranda! *grabs
Jack in a bearhug* I wish Jack was mine though!
Chapter 8
Jack continued to stare at the spot where Miranda was thrown. He looked up to see Barbossa and his crew laughing at them, waving until they could no longer be seen. A pang of anger flared up inside of Jack. "Jack, what are we going to do? those rocks are approaching rapidly!" Jack quickly looked around. He found the young girl stirring from her unconsciousness, "Ismene!" he called her name over and over again. To his relief, the young girl got up slowly and drowsily turned to face him. "Come and untie me, luv, quickly!" The girl ran towards her father and her mother's crew and starting untying them. When she was finished, Jack ran towards the steering wheel, and gave it a hard spin, which sent the ship into a three hundred and sixty degree turn. The crew sighed with relief at their close encounter. A crew member came up to Jack, "Well, Mr. Sparrow, what do we do now?" Jack turned to face him, "And who are you, mate?" The middle-aged man stood up straight, "Name's Gibbs. Miranda's-" His head dropped a little, "I- used to be Miranda's first mate." Jack locked eyes with him, "Well Gibbs, let's get one thing straight. That's, Captain Jack Sparrow to you mate." Gibbs walked up to Jack until they were nose to nose, "Well, I hate to break it to ya Captain," he put a sarcastic emphasis on the captain part, "But this ain't your ship." Jack had to use every ounce of control he could muster, "Oh then, I suppose that you will be taking over, since you're first mate and all." Gibb's hands balled into fists, "Are you suggesting that I was hoping that the day would come when I saw my Captain slain by the scum Barbossa, so that I could take over? I would help you know that I helped raise the Captain, after Nana lost her husband. Day and night I taught her to be the pirate she was. And then, she was ready to be the Captain. I'd never thought that I would see the day when I would see the day when I would see my own Captain slain." Jack looked at him acidly, "Well, looks like you didn't do such a great job training her, now she's spending her time at Davy Jones's Locker." Jack stormed off leaving Gibbs looking after him, "Well, ain't he an arrogant bastard..." *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Miranda slowly crawled onto the sand of the mysterious place she swam to. She coughed repeatedly as she choked on the ocean water that nearly drowned her. Her eyes weakly took in the new scenery that surrounded her. Wait. She knew this place, "Tortuga..." her surrounding started spinning out of control until complete darkness consumed her.
Her eyes opened after what only seemed a few moments. She looked around, "Where the hell am I?" Indeed, her surrounding were completely different than what she saw on the beach. Now she was in a mansion with beautiful decorations. She sat up, noticing that she was on a bed with silk sheets that felt very smooth to the touch. "I'm glad that you find everything so pleasing, m'lady." Miranda stifled a scream as she saw a young man standing in the doorway. She stood up, "And, who might you be, mate." The young man stifled a laugh, "I, m'lady, am Jonathan Jones," He grabbed her hand and brushed his lips against it," I found you on the beach, barely alive. You were out for three days, and who might you be?" Miranda bowed, "I am Captain Miranda de la Costa, I was lost at sea," She walked up to Jonathan, "Mr. Jones, I need your help, I need to get back on my ship and save my daughter and," She hesitated at what moves Jonathan would try to pull on her, "My husband from a horrible pirate called Barbossa, who killed my parents when I was young." She saw his eyes saddened when she said that Jack was her husband, "There's only one problem, why should I believe that you're a Captain, if Captains have ships." Miranda stood there looking as if she had been slapped, "You-You don't believe me?" Jonathan put his hand on her shoulder, "My dear, you are a woman, ordinary women are not Captains of their own ships." Miranda grabbed a near by letter opener and pointed it at him, "But Mr. Jones, I am no ordinary woman!" She smirked. He smiled and stepped closer, pushing the weapon out of the way, "I've noticed that, of course." She suddenly noticed that he was inches away from lips, 'Damn those gorgeous blue eyes!' she cursed at him, She smiled, "So will you help me?" He bowed, "Of course, tomorrow we will leave Tortuga, but now, I will get a crew assembled and you should get some rest. Until later, m'lady." He left without another word *~*~*~*~*~*~*
There was a knock on the door as Jack started drinking a whole bottle of whiskey, "Cooome innnnn!" Ismene came in cautiously, "Daddy..." He smiled sheepishly, "Why Ismene, my litttttttle girrrrrrrrrl!" She looked at him, "You're drunk..." She grabbed him by the arm and led him to the bed in the corner, and got him ready for bed. She sat next to him, "Daddy, what are we going to do?" Jack smiled, "Don't worry, you're mother will take care of us." Ismene's tears started to flow down her cheeks, "She's gone, Daddy, you know that..." The smile on Jack's face immediately faded, "Leave me, I need my rest." He turned over on his side. She sadly walked out of the room and leaned on the wall. She took out the necklace with the midallion, "Mom, what the hell do you want me to do with this?" she asked out loud. She went off to her room, promising that she wouldn't let anything happen to it, since her mother died for it. As she fell asleep she whispered, "God help us."
A/N: So what did you think? I personally am quite proud of this chapter, So let me know how I did on this chapter and, as always, ideas are always welcome! See ya next chapter!
Chapter 8
Jack continued to stare at the spot where Miranda was thrown. He looked up to see Barbossa and his crew laughing at them, waving until they could no longer be seen. A pang of anger flared up inside of Jack. "Jack, what are we going to do? those rocks are approaching rapidly!" Jack quickly looked around. He found the young girl stirring from her unconsciousness, "Ismene!" he called her name over and over again. To his relief, the young girl got up slowly and drowsily turned to face him. "Come and untie me, luv, quickly!" The girl ran towards her father and her mother's crew and starting untying them. When she was finished, Jack ran towards the steering wheel, and gave it a hard spin, which sent the ship into a three hundred and sixty degree turn. The crew sighed with relief at their close encounter. A crew member came up to Jack, "Well, Mr. Sparrow, what do we do now?" Jack turned to face him, "And who are you, mate?" The middle-aged man stood up straight, "Name's Gibbs. Miranda's-" His head dropped a little, "I- used to be Miranda's first mate." Jack locked eyes with him, "Well Gibbs, let's get one thing straight. That's, Captain Jack Sparrow to you mate." Gibbs walked up to Jack until they were nose to nose, "Well, I hate to break it to ya Captain," he put a sarcastic emphasis on the captain part, "But this ain't your ship." Jack had to use every ounce of control he could muster, "Oh then, I suppose that you will be taking over, since you're first mate and all." Gibb's hands balled into fists, "Are you suggesting that I was hoping that the day would come when I saw my Captain slain by the scum Barbossa, so that I could take over? I would help you know that I helped raise the Captain, after Nana lost her husband. Day and night I taught her to be the pirate she was. And then, she was ready to be the Captain. I'd never thought that I would see the day when I would see the day when I would see my own Captain slain." Jack looked at him acidly, "Well, looks like you didn't do such a great job training her, now she's spending her time at Davy Jones's Locker." Jack stormed off leaving Gibbs looking after him, "Well, ain't he an arrogant bastard..." *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Miranda slowly crawled onto the sand of the mysterious place she swam to. She coughed repeatedly as she choked on the ocean water that nearly drowned her. Her eyes weakly took in the new scenery that surrounded her. Wait. She knew this place, "Tortuga..." her surrounding started spinning out of control until complete darkness consumed her.
Her eyes opened after what only seemed a few moments. She looked around, "Where the hell am I?" Indeed, her surrounding were completely different than what she saw on the beach. Now she was in a mansion with beautiful decorations. She sat up, noticing that she was on a bed with silk sheets that felt very smooth to the touch. "I'm glad that you find everything so pleasing, m'lady." Miranda stifled a scream as she saw a young man standing in the doorway. She stood up, "And, who might you be, mate." The young man stifled a laugh, "I, m'lady, am Jonathan Jones," He grabbed her hand and brushed his lips against it," I found you on the beach, barely alive. You were out for three days, and who might you be?" Miranda bowed, "I am Captain Miranda de la Costa, I was lost at sea," She walked up to Jonathan, "Mr. Jones, I need your help, I need to get back on my ship and save my daughter and," She hesitated at what moves Jonathan would try to pull on her, "My husband from a horrible pirate called Barbossa, who killed my parents when I was young." She saw his eyes saddened when she said that Jack was her husband, "There's only one problem, why should I believe that you're a Captain, if Captains have ships." Miranda stood there looking as if she had been slapped, "You-You don't believe me?" Jonathan put his hand on her shoulder, "My dear, you are a woman, ordinary women are not Captains of their own ships." Miranda grabbed a near by letter opener and pointed it at him, "But Mr. Jones, I am no ordinary woman!" She smirked. He smiled and stepped closer, pushing the weapon out of the way, "I've noticed that, of course." She suddenly noticed that he was inches away from lips, 'Damn those gorgeous blue eyes!' she cursed at him, She smiled, "So will you help me?" He bowed, "Of course, tomorrow we will leave Tortuga, but now, I will get a crew assembled and you should get some rest. Until later, m'lady." He left without another word *~*~*~*~*~*~*
There was a knock on the door as Jack started drinking a whole bottle of whiskey, "Cooome innnnn!" Ismene came in cautiously, "Daddy..." He smiled sheepishly, "Why Ismene, my litttttttle girrrrrrrrrl!" She looked at him, "You're drunk..." She grabbed him by the arm and led him to the bed in the corner, and got him ready for bed. She sat next to him, "Daddy, what are we going to do?" Jack smiled, "Don't worry, you're mother will take care of us." Ismene's tears started to flow down her cheeks, "She's gone, Daddy, you know that..." The smile on Jack's face immediately faded, "Leave me, I need my rest." He turned over on his side. She sadly walked out of the room and leaned on the wall. She took out the necklace with the midallion, "Mom, what the hell do you want me to do with this?" she asked out loud. She went off to her room, promising that she wouldn't let anything happen to it, since her mother died for it. As she fell asleep she whispered, "God help us."
A/N: So what did you think? I personally am quite proud of this chapter, So let me know how I did on this chapter and, as always, ideas are always welcome! See ya next chapter!
