RETURN TO THE BLACK PEARL
I'm sure everyone knows by now that I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean, because if I did, I wouldn't be here. And if you owned Pirates of the Caribbean, you wouldn't be here either.
CAST OF THOUSANDS: Sucker. No one is here.
ME: Except you.
CAST OF THOUSANDS: Not voluntarily.
Chapter Two: From Out of Nowhere, Continued
Will opened his eyes and, fighting the blackness that threatened to carry him back to oblivion, eased himself to a sitting position. He started to shake his head to clear, then stopped. Bad idea. He touched the back of his head, and winced as his fingers ran across a good-sized lump under his hair.
Will stood up, then clutched his head. Also a bad idea. It seemed he'd had a lot of those lately. The marines were still around, picked up the drunk, semi-conscious men Will and the pirate had brought to that situation.
Norrington was among them. Will made his way painfully to him. When Norrington noticed him, he turned to him, anger evident in his face. "Well, I hope you're happy," he snapped.
Will winced. "More like bruised." He looked around for the pirate, but saw no traces of him, except for the shards of broken glass from the bottle that the pirate had used on him. "Where'd he go?"
"Where did who go?" Norrington asked. "The pirate?" Will nodded, a bit too hard, then bit his lip hard as a shooting pain erupted in his skull. "He escaped." Norrington returned to glaring at Will. "Thanks to you. What were you thinking?" he demanded. "What did you possibly hope to accomplish by that incredibly foolish gesture? The pirate, who my men were hoping to catch, got away and is now at large, probably busy stealing my ships while I'm occupied here, and heading off to cause who-knows-how-much damage. Thanks to you!"
Some of the marines looked up at their commodore's tone. Norrington lowered his voice. "You stuck your neck out for a pirate, and look where it got you—stabbed in the back by the very person you tried to help." In an even softer tone he said, "Not all men are like Jack Sparrow."
Will blinked, astonished, but Norrington turned away from him before he could think of some kind of response. Or get his head to stop pounding.
What am I going to tell Elizabeth? Will thought suddenly with an internal groan.
He eventually settled for not telling her at all.
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CAST OF THOUSANDS: And get us out of here!
