"No... no... He wouldn't do that..." Will said.
"Wouldn' he? Loverly cover, aye? She be sick? Which she could be... but, I doubt it." Jack said, finger on his chin as he paced.
A member of the crew came down and said, "We're ready, cap'n."
"We shall find out soon enouf... won' we?" Jack said, smiling. They each walked up the steps and shut the door. Will looked the most eager to get up there though.
"So much for that," Octavia mumbled.
Jack swaggered up the stairs. Will hurried behind him. Will was so upset, so angry, he was about to explode. Or so he thought. He was never sure was was wrong with Elizabeth but, he could always make believe that it was something less threatening. Now, it was something so dreadful, so completely out of proportion, that it drove him insane.
"Jack!" Will said, trying to keep himself steady.
"Mmm?"
"How can we be sure that it isn't Norrington keeping her? He wanted to marry her badly..." Will's voice trailed off.
"As true as 'hat may be... Eliza- Missus Turner-" He smirked- "Well, she fiesty as ye know. So no 'arm could be done."
"But-"
"The more you worry the more it'll come true."
They both strode up to the deck. Once again leaving Octavia to her own thoughts. When she heard Norrington's name, she clenched her fists. It brought a terrible memory back. One so hateful, that she couldn't dare look back upon it that day.
When Jack and Will reached the deck, the crew was mightly busy. Pushing cannonballs- and other large items-to the cannons, readying the sails and other things that seemed out of place.
"Woss goin' on here!" Jack cried.
A small and scrawny pirate came before him. He looked Jack in the eyes and said, "The Dauntless, Cap'n. She's followin' us sur."
Jack pushed Will away and got his precious eyeglass and looked in it. Behind him, sailed the Dauntless, hardly moving at all. The navy looked a bit alarmed. Jack only sighed. Must we always end up like this? He thought.
"So, it seems that Norrington has other things on his mind other than your Elizabeth." Jack glanced at Will.
"So it would seem." Will said.
The Black Pearl cut threw the chilling caribbean waters like a knife. The Dantless seemed to have people scurrying about, trying to ready themselves. Anamaria stood fierce at the wheel. Yelling out random orders to hurry themselves.
"We wan' them to catch us," Jack mumbled to himself. "How else are we going to get anythin' done round here? The more we do... the less it gets done..." He trailed off with Will following him.
Jack was looking up at the sky. He seemd very amused. Will didn't see any humor and was very stressed out.
"What are you-"
"The sun..." Jack muttered.
"So now when we're about to enter battle do you think about the sun?" Will said.
"You've got me all wrong, mate. I'm lookin' at the sun to see which way the shadows should be going-"
"What does that have to do with anything?" Will shouted.
"Since you follow me like a shadow.. wanted to make sure you're going the right way, aye? Since you seem to 'ave forgotten the shadows go that-a-way... Let me know how that turns out." Jack smirked. He waved his hands in a shooing motion. "Ready the cannons!" He shouted.
"Aye, suh!" came the reply. The Dauntless was upon them. Jack stood before everyone. Little as he might be compared to the much larger pirates, he stood taller than any of them. Sword out and ready, with a gleam of amusement in his eyes.
"Fire!" He shouted. Will repeated with his sword out, he was going to take out his anger somehow. The cannons blasted and the crew was on the ropes waiting for the opportune moment as Jack had repeatedly told them. Norrington repeated and the cannons fired again. Again and again, they hit the Dauntless.
The cannons dug deep into the brilliant wood on the Dauntless. Then Jack yelled,"Board!" And with that, the ill-sorted crew boarded the Dauntless. Will went aboard with Jack in front of him. Will went straigt for Norrington, his rage bubbling. Jack stepped between them.
"My turn to be between," He said. And with that he began to engage in the fight with Norrington. When Norrington painicked, Jack was ahead of him. Norrinton stood his ground, and finally learned Jack's moves. Jack only smirked. He knew what to do. After a few dashing moves, he got Norrington in the stomach. He had a great big oh on his face. Jack looked down and continued to fight the angry men behind him.
Meanwhile, Octavia lay frightened with fear in the brig. Cannons hitting straight for her curved at the last minute. Being in this situation before she knew to lay flat on the ground, knowing that this was the last likely place to be hit. She waited, helpless. Then a large blast came and hit the starboard side, precisely where she was at. It hit the right end of the cage. It made a large hole in the cell, enabling her to reach for the keys that hung near her. She grabbed them, and after struggling there for a few precious seconds, she opened it. She smiled with sheer relief. Then she climbed up the steps and found a few navy gillettes on the ground dead. She took up on of the swords and made her way to the Dauntless.
Will fought a pair of Navy gillettes, mocking them. Taunting them to get closer. When they did, the met their maker. Will was fearsome. He met a large captain, he assumed he had many a medal on his red coat. They crossed blades and began to fight. Will stepped around leaving the opponent confused. Unfortunently he was ready for it. He swung his leg under Will, flattening him against the deck. Will's eyes got big with fear, until the man toppled on top of him. Behind him stood Octavia with a mischevious grin on her face. The sword she held was bloody. He breathed finally and got out from under the man.
He smiled ta her and she returned the smile. Then she turned around and began to fight the man behind her. Only to find Jack. He raised an eyebrow and turned around again, leaving her standing there. She shook of the feeling of regret when she saw him. Right beside her... Norrington. All she saw was the young man she knew as James in the tavern, where they first met. She briskly left him and began to fight another man.
Jack noticed this and looked confused. But then Norrington was looking at Octavia. Jack rushed forward and yelled into Norrington's ear, "Seems to me, you're out of luck. The girl left." Norrington looked at him with big eyes, "What do you know?" Jack knew nothing ofcourse, but hesmiled. Jack knew that NOrrington thought that Jack knew. Too confusin', Jackthought.Then again they fought.
Octavia took on Norrington's right hand man. She thought it would be an easy defeat but, she was wrong. He was very clever despite being in the navy. She became overcome and was against the stern, with that. Her sword flew from her hand. She only looked up. Nothing could be said from her face. It was blank. Her chin held high. He plunged his sword into the side, slicing it open, in a grusome curve. He missed because she took a step to the right leaving him to fall overboard. Then she fell to the ground, her hair coming undone, with the depressing symbol of the black ribbon flying into the wind. Leaving her hair in a black curly curtain across her face and back.
It seemed hours before it was finally over. Finally, the navy was dimished. Many of Jacks crew was dead as well. Jack looked around and saw Anamaria, standing over a gillette. There was Cotton, with the bird perched on his shoulder, as always. Gibbs was nursing a wound on his shoulder. Will sat on the steps, his face blank. He caught Jack's eye and he nodded. Then Jack saw one person on the stern. Laying down. Face down. He rushed over when he saw the curtain of hair caross her shoulders, down to her waist. Dimonds and other gems were across the deck. Many of the crew saw Jack walking towards it and they ran after him. They were eagar to pick up the gems and pawn them. Jack stuck out his hand, stopping them. He motioned Anamaria to come forward. She gasped.
"Octavia?" She said.
There was no answer. Jack nodded. They rolled her over. Her eyes were closed and she was deathly pale. Blood as dripping from her lip.Anamaria went to get fresh water to clean her up. It's a ritual that when a captain dies. You respect them.You clean them up and lower them to the sea. Octavia's shirt came undone. Jack nodded his head for Will to do it, to button it up. WIl shook his head. He bowed his head and muttered, "Elizabeth." Jack looked around. They shook their heads. He sighed.
"All of you are under my sail, yet ye alldisagree wif your cap'n orders?" Will said, "You're the expert.."The restof the crewsaid nothing. They didn't move.He was too tired to argue. He reached down, cringing. He began to button it up when a hand grasped his wrist. Octavia's eyes were open. In her eyes was a white dot... It vanished as soon as it came.
"Sparrow, not even when I'm dead.." She said. Then her hand slippped. Her eyes fluttered, and then closed. But she was breathing.
He got up and left her side. Will came forward and helped her up. She was cringing but, no tears came. Funny, he thought, she cries from a night terror but not from a wound. Anamaria came back and dropped the bucket. Octavia noticed her beloved gems and began to crawl after them, whimpering. Will and Anamaria helped her pick them up. Octavia opened hereyesandsmiled weakly... then she fainted. She had lost a lot of blood.
Norrington too, had passed out. But no one paid him much mind.They moved her and Norrington over to the Pearl, which remarkably was still floating. They took Norrington down to the brig. They left him in there with a bucket of water. Not that there wasn't any water to drink anyways, water was an inch deep on the floor. They had better things to worry about. Especially Will. I'm wrong again, he thought. Elizabeth, where are you?
Octavia was taken to the navigator's room. It was dusty as if no ne had been in there for years. It was because no one had. The crew of Barbossa's knew where the gold was. They didn't need any navigator. Jack didn't either. Not with his compass at hand. They laid her on a cot. She went to the storage and grabbed an old corset of Elizabeth's. It would help the bleeding stop,with the right pressure. She called Cotton into the room and had him hold her up. He did but looked extremely uncomfortable, then Anamaria began to slip the corset around her. She looked like she never would need one. They tightening the laces to a slightly comfortable amount then laid her on the cot again. She told Cotton he could go and he nodded repectivly. Anamaria debated whether or not to even put the shirt over her because if the blood went threw the corset and the shirt, there was no use. So, she left Octavia on the cot, laying in a corset. Of all things, Anamaria thought. She looks like a lady of the night. Bah!
Anamaria leaned close, she was breathing. She tucked the gems, into a drawer full of old maps and letters. No one would look there. She left Octavia to see what Jack had to say about it.
She came aboard after they left the Dauntless burning. It was a sad and beautiful site. The fire clinging to the wood craving the power of it. Anamaria turned away. She had to find Jack. She walked up to the wheel and saw Jack standing there with Will. They stood in a comfortably silence. Neither of them minded silences.
She coughed, Will looked at her. Jack did too. But only with mild surprise.
"What do we do then, cap'n?" she asked.
"Why do ye always ask me tha'?" He said.
"You are the cap'n," she said, frustrated.
"Ok. Let's go to Tortuga. We could all use a good drink." He said, he seemed content.
"Where's Octavia?" Will asked.
"Oh, she be down there in a room... dying, ya know. Wha' else? She doesn' 'ave any medicines or herbs or whatever. I can' do nofink to 'er." She said, she glanced at Jack. He was paying attention.
"Well, in Tortuga we'll get Adellaide. She'll know best. 'Til then, do wha' ye can. You know better than I. All I have to tell you is wait-"
"For the opputune moment." Will finished, he looked frustrated. He was to go straight to Port Royal. Elizabeth was captive. He sighed. Octavia did need treatment, and Adellaide was the best. He nodded.
Jack was muttered "A pirate's life for me," under his breath until dark.
"Drink up me hearties yo ho..." He smiled at the memory of ELizabeth. He could only imagine how poor Will was feeling. But he needed Tortuga right now, not especially for rum, which he needed to, but to help Octavia.
A/N: Right now I am typing up chapter eight, no need to fret. I am pretty pleased with this chapter though. It took me a long time to write too. Anyways, Adellaide is the new character. Hope you'll like her.
ALSO! JOHNNY IS ON THE COVER OF ROLLING STONES! OH SO ORGASMIC! LOL. You'll learn helost hi virginity at 13! holy hell. And how he masterbates.. goodness. not that i'm complaining. lol. : D
CaptainAnna13: If you strangle me.. you won't get a cookie. ok here's more. and more tomorrow. i promise. really. I won't post again tonight though it is tempting. oh... maybe i will. ya never know. depp plot. I like it. lol. butterscotch chip cookie? hmm lemme check... OH! got one! Hands you a cookie... and milk.. for waiting. yeah.. lol
Homewreaker: I knowI do this to you. But it's so much fun. lol. you do it to me too! Don't be stressed. There's more coming. Here ya go. lol.
A Bit Closer, Johnny: Did I ever tell you i lurve your name. lol. like brilliantly. Yea, ELizabeth is the one to do that too. Dunno why. Maybe because we would get mobbed and strangled and gawd knows what else if we hurt precious Jack or will. :gasp: no. never. lol ok s'il vous plait. lol.Thankee.
Jen: Oooo. New name. lol. yay!Thankee for the compliment they'ree always appreciated. ya know? I'll keep it up. lol.
ok imma keep typing now. if i get into trouble ima blame you all! JAY KAY! lol. Ta!
