Disclaimer: Unfortunately, neither Elizabeth, nor I, own the rights to Pirates of the Caribbean so we have no right to claim other characters as our own (except Beth and Meg, of course...Through we did come up with the names for CD and Greg (also known as Grapple) ...late night in Houston...LOL). The Pirate King and Pirate Prince will forever belong to Buena Vista Home Entertainment.
After Megan was taken away Will brushed off some of the sand from his clothes.
"Here Elizabeth," he said pulling out a sword. The blade was etched in a Celtic design and Beth could not be mad at Will for holding her back any longer. She flung her arms around his neck and hugged him in thanks.
"Where did you find the time?" she asked.
Will smiled.
"I worked late and got up early," he replied. "I'm going to go get cleaned up. Shall I walk you home?"
"Please!"
Beth was very thankful that he asked her that. She had no idea where she was living. So she followed Will to her home. It was small but was well built and clean. She lived alone it looked like.
"Good day, Elizabeth!" said Will before he took off running home.
(Indiana Jones Theme)
Beth stood at the door smiling and wondering how Meg actually was.
Making herself dizzy with walking around the cell was what Meg was doing. Jack finally stood up, blocked her way and made her stop.
"Sit down," he said as he dragged her over to the ledge. Meg opened her mouth to say something.
"Shut up," was all Jack replied to that. He stood over her with his hands on her shoulders. Meg only looked up at him calmly. She thought of the character Mort Rainey from Secret Window and how Johnny Depp had also played him. Jack sat down next to her still trying to figure Meg out.
"Why'd you put it on?" Meg mumbled as she stared at the floor.
"Put what on?" Jack asked but she ignored him.
"I dunno..."
"Don't know what?"
"Maybe because he wanted you to."
"To what?"
"To do what?"
"I just asked you that!"
"Why would he want me to put his hat on?"
"What hat?"
"Maybe he wants you to..."
"TO WHAT?"
"Maybe he wants me to what?"
Jack glared at Meg.
"To get confused." Meg twirled her hands up next to the sides of her head.
"What?" Jack asked again.
"Oh, I'm already confused, pilgrim. Plenty confused. So don't talk to me about confusion! Wait a minute, now back up just a sec. What about that? What about what? Well, pilgrim, Shooter's Bay, and a half a dozen other details you've chosen to ignore. You know what? You're nuts. I don't need to listen to this –mur-her- from you. Are all these things coincidences? I'm wearing his bruises, aren't I? Aren't I? Are you?"
Jack was starting to get really aggravated.
"What are you bloody talking about?" he yelled as he stood up.
Meg looked at him surprised.
"Uups…" she said and then smiled innocently. Jack rolled his eyes and put his hat over his eyes again. Footsteps were heard coming down the stairs. It was Beth! Meg ran over to the bars.
"Beth! Over here!"
They began talking in hushed voices.
"Hey, how are you doing?"
"Not to well…"
"Oh? How so?" Beth teased.
"Mr. Sparrow coughDeppcough is a bit annoyed with me…" Meg whispered.
Beth laughed.
"Beth this isn't funny!"
"'Depp?'"
"Yes, I just quoted Secret Window with out realizing he was still in earshot…"
"Oh, I see," replied Beth.
"Hey, what do you think will happen since we're here?"
Beth shrugged.
"Here, I found this at my house." She handed Meg a piece of bread.
"Thanks," Meg said taking a bite. She then sat down. Beth cleared her throat. Meg looked at her for a moment and then back at Jack. However, instead of seeing him sitting on the ledge, he was squatting right in front of Meg. She made a little noise that sounded like, "meep!" and held her bread away from him. Beth laughed. Meg also noticed the other prisoners looking at her bread. She looked at it and then back at them and threw it through the bars. Jack watched the bread fly into their hands and they tore at it mercilessly.
"Meg!" Jack whined at her.
"What?" she whined mockingly back at him. Jack gave her a look that seemed to be a cross between a scowl and a glare and Meg "meeped" again. Beth tried to hold back a laugh.
"Did it every occur to you that I might've been hungry too?" Sparrow growled at Meg as he stood over her.
"Um…yes…b-but…seeing as they have been here longer than us…" Meg just decided she betterstop there.
"Well, I…um…better be going," Beth said and began to walk away.
"WHAT!" Meg yelled after her. "You're leaving me here alone with HIM? TRAITOR!" Meg heard Jack laughing behind her. Meg looked back at him and shot him a glare but then sat back down. Jack sat down in his spot with his hat over his eyes again. BOOM! Guns! Meg jumped up and onto the ledge, just missing Jack's leg. There she was…the Black Pearl. Another cannon was shot.
"I know those guns!" Jack too leapt up and stared out the window. "It's the Pearl…" he half whispered to himself.
"The Black Pearl?" one of the prisoners said. "I've heard stories. It's been preying on ships and settlements for near ten years! Never leaves and survivors…"
"No survivors?" Jack mused. "Then where to the stories come from, I wonder?" He smiled and even though Meg couldn't see it, she almost melted.
"Melting! Melting! Can't see him, but I'm melting!" She thought
Jack and Meg watched as the battle went on. One of the cannons shot up towards the jail. Jack saw it and put his arm around Meg's waist and jumped away from the window just as it hit. Jack and Meg hit the floor with the Captain covering the girl. The shot had made a large hole in the wall of the cell next to theirs.
"My sympathies, friends…you two have to manner of luck at all." One of the prisoners said before he hopped out of the hole. Jack leaned his head on the bit of hole that was in their cell. Meg sighed.
Beth was in her home when the pirates hit. She put her sword scabbard on her belt and put the sword inside. She was plotting on how to get onto the Interceptor the next morning. Perhaps she would stay at the prison and beg Will to allow her to come along. Or Meg could beg for her. She ran out of her home and hit a pirate over the head. She ran through some more streets running from or attacking pirates. She suddenly saw Will in front of her and then…everything went black.
Jack looked around the cell determined. Meg had slouched down against a wall and watched as the other pirate picked up a bone. It was the same bone the other pirates had used to try and lure the dog. Meg watched Jack do the same. The dog peeked out from under a bench.
"It's just you and us now. Just you, Old Jack and Meg. Come here! Bit closer, bit closer! That's it!" Jack cooed. The dog inched his way closer but then there was a shout and a loud crash. This spooked the dog and he ran away down some steps. A guard tumbled down the stairs, unconscious. Two evil looking pirates, Koehler and Twigg, came down also.
"This ain't the armory!" said Twigg.
"Well, well, well…look what we have here Twigg," said Koehler. "Captain Jack Sparrow,"
Meg shrunk away into the shadows. Koehler spat at Jack and the Captain scowled down and the disgusting pool.
"Last time I saw you, you were all alone on a –mur her- - mur her- island…"
(Jack: I didn't know they had –mur her- - mur her- islands!)
"…shrinking into the distance…his fortunes aren't improved much…except for the fact that he is no longer alone," Twigg looked into the shadows at Meg who stayed still as possible. Jack looked back at the girl for a moment then turned back to the pirates.
"Worry about your own fortunes, gentlemen," he replied. "The deepest circle of Hell is reserved for betrayers and mutineers,"
Koehler grabbed Jack's throat and his arm turned to bone in the moonlight.
"So there is a curse," Jack said a little shaken. "That's interesting!"
Meg looked at the ground and grinned a little at Jack's response.
"You know nothing of Hell," Koehler challenged. Both Koehler and Twigg then walked off. Jack looked down at the bone he was still holding. He brought it up in front of his face.
"That's very interesting,"
Meg got up and took a couple steps towards Jack. He looked back at her and sprung up.
"Meggie! Do you know what this means!" he said jumping towards her.
Meg, surprised at being called 'Meggie' by the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow, stared at him confused.
"That Miss Swann had their cursed gold!" Jack griped Meg's upper arms as he explained. "If I ever get out of here, I could get the medallion from her and then I can barter with Barbossa and get the Pearl back!"
Meg blinked a couple of times and slowly nodded. Jack let go of her and began trying to unlock the cell door with the end of the bone. Meg noticed Jack's hat on the floor.
"It must've fallen off when we jumped away from the window," she thought. She went to touch it.
"Don't even think about it,"
Meg jerked her hand back.
"What?"
Jack looked back at her.
"You were going to try it on…don't,"
"Why not?"
"You really want to touch that thing? You don't even know where it's been!"
"I have an idea…"
"Fine," Jack looked a little P.O.ed and Meg winced. "You may wear it…but only until I say so!" Meg nodded but she did not touch the hat. Jack sighed, picked it up and smacked it back down on her head, making sure it was on straight. Meg looked at the spot in front of her, shocked. Jack continued to work on the keyhole as a very small grin crept onto Meg's face.
Ok, about that -mur-hur- thingy...it's what Beth and I use for cuss words...it first came into use when we realized what Will said to Barbossa, "Barbossa you lying B! You swore she's go free!" ...yea...ever since, it's been -Mur-hur-! R&R!
