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.
Will woke up in the streets. His head ached. He sat up and felt the bump on his head then remembered what had happened. Port Royal had been attacked. The blacksmith stood up and turned around. Beth was on the ground, knocked out.
"Elizabeth," he said softly as he rubbed her shoulder. She awoke slowly.
"We need to get you home," Will told her as he helped her up. Beth nodded and started after Will to her home. When they arrived at Beth's house, she stood in shock.
"Uhh, Will?"
"Not now, Elizabeth, I'm thinking,"
Beth tugged on his sleeve.
"What!"
Beth pointed to her house or what was left of it. Will stared at it for a moment.
(DUN DUN DUN!)
"Well, then…you will just have to come with me," Will began to go look for Commodore Norrington.
The Commodore was looking over some maps with Governor Swann.
(The Lego Map!)
"They've taken her! They've taken Elizabeth!" Will ran up to them. Both the Governor and the Commodore looked at the Elizabeth present and back to Will. The blacksmith looked at Beth also, and looked back at Norrington for an answer.
"Mr. Murtogg, remove this man," he said looking back down at the map.
Will moved away so Murtogg would not be able to move him.
"We have to hunt them down. We have to save her!"
"And where do you propose we start?" Miss Swann's father questioned. "If you have any information concerning my daughter, please, share it!"
Will looked at the floor.
"T-that Jack Sparrow…he t-talked about the Black Pearl," said Murtogg suddenly.
"Mentioned it, is more what he did," his companion, Mullroy, added.
"Make a deal with him, he could lead us to it!" said Will.
"No," responded Norrington.
(Norrington: Something, something, something, something, therefore—
Will: Ergo…
Norrington: Ergo, whatever.)
"The pirates who invaded this Fort left Sparrow and that strange girl in their cell, ergo they are not their allies."
The Commodore began talking to Swann. Will slammed his hatchet into the table.
(Will: That map's not good enough!)
"That's not good enough!"
Beth grinned a little but otherwise kept a straight face. Norrington looked at the axe embedded in his map and table.
"Mr. Turner," he began as he pulled it out. "You are not a military man, you are not a sailor. You are a blacksmith and this is not the moment for rash actions,"
He pulled Will aside.
"Do not make the mistake of thinking you are the only man here who cares for Elizabeth,"
Will glared at Norrington for a moment but then started for the jail. Beth followed.
Jack was attempting to free himself and Meg from the abandoned jail.
"Please, please, please," he whispered to the bone he was wiggling in the keyhole. Meg, still wearing Jack's hat, yawned. They had obviously been up all night. Then two sets of footsteps started down the stairs. Jack flew backwards and lied down…right on Meg's foot. She winced and nudged Jack a little but he would not budge. Will and Beth appeared at the bottom of the stairs. Beth did a double take when she looked at Meg.
"Why is she wearing his hat!" she thought.
"You, Sparrow!" Will said to Jack
"Aye?"
"You are familiar with that ship, the Black Pearl?"
"I've 'eard of it,"
"Where does it make berth?"
"'Where does it make berth?' Have you not heard the stories?"
Jack sat up a little and Meg tried to move her foot. Will blinked and Beth stifled a laugh at Meg. Will glanced at Meg for a moment. Jack gave her a look of confusion and suspicion before laying back down and telling the story of 'Captain Barbossa and his crew of miscreants'. Beth and Meg both looked at each other; the excitement was building.
"The ship's real enough," Will replied to the pirate. "Therefore its anchorage must be a real place. Where is it?"
"Why ask me?"
"Because you're a pirate,"
"And you want to turn pirate yourself, is that it?" Jack taunted. Will slammed himself against the bars, agitated.
"Never!" he pulled back and regained himself. "They took Miss Swann,"
Jack looked at Beth and back at Will.
"I thought you already found a girl…"
Will and Beth looked at each other for a split second and Will took a small step away. When Will was not looking, Beth gave him a sad and hurt look.
"Oh," said Jack, realizing the situation. Meg grinned and shook her head.
"I see," continued Jack. "Well if you're intending to brave all, hasten to her rescue and so win fair lady's heart…you'll have to do it on your own, mate. I see no profit in it for me,"
"I can get you out of here,"
"How's that? The key's run off," Jack nodded in the direction the dog ran off in earlier.
"I helped build these cells. These are half pin-barrel hinges," said Will pointing at the hinge.
(Will touches the door and the bone in the keyhole moves
Jack: …With a moving keyhole! Nice building job, Will!)
He then went over to pick up a bench.
"With the right leverage and a proper application of strength, the door will lift free,"
Jack pondered this information.
"What's your name?"
"Will Turner," he then motioned to Beth, "and this is Elizabeth."
Jack looked at Beth for a moment.
"Ah, yes, I know you. You were in here yesterday talking to Meg," Jack jabbed a thumb backwards at Meg.
Will looked at Beth suspiciously.
"Boy," Jack said and Will looked back at the pirate. "You're name…I imagine it would be short for William? Good, strong name…no doubt name for your father, eh?"
"Yes,"
"Aha…well, Mr. Turner," Jack said while getting up. "I've changed me mind. If you spring me from this cell, I swear on pain of death, I shall take you to the Black Pearl and your bonny lass. Do we have an accord?"
Beth rolled her eyes at the term 'bonny lass'.
"Agreed," said Will shaking Jack's hand.
"Agreed," repeated Jack. "Get me out!"
Meg shook her head again and smiled at Beth who grinned back. Will lifted the door and threw the gate aside. Meg ran out, shoving Jack aside.
"Someone in a hurry?" he asked raising an eyebrow. Meg ran to the hook where her cloak hung and hugged it.
"She really loves that cloak," Beth whispered to the pirate.
"Ahuh…"
"Hurry, someone will have heard that,"
"Not without my effects!" Jack grabbed his belongings and put them on quickly.
Will and Jack began for the stairs and Meg and Beth followed closely. Then suddenly Jack turned around quickly and Meg was about an inch away from him. Will turned too, just to see what Jack was doing.
"Now, you two," Jack said in his off balanced way. "Are not coming."
Meg looked at him in disbelief.
"But…but,"
"No buts, and that's final,"
"But you told me your plan…" Meg began grinning.
"What plan?"
"Something along the lines of—," Jack covered her mouth.
"Why would you want to come anyway?"
"For some adventure…"
Beth nodded and Meg stuck her tongue out of the corner of her mouth in a cute way. This did not faze Jack so she only tried a puppy dog look. Jack winced at this and rolled his eyes.
"Fine," he said, not too happy. He took his hat off of Meg's head, smacked it down on his own and pushed Meg in front of himself and led her along, his hand at the base of her neck. Will looked at Beth with his eyebrow raised. They both shrugged and followed the pirates.
The four snuck under a low bridge. Jack eyed the Interceptor as the wheels in his head continued turning.
"We're going to steal a ship? That ship?" Will interrupted looking at the Dauntless.
"Commandeer," corrected Jack. "We're going to commandeer that ship. Nautical term," Jack said pointing to the Interceptor and then turned to Will. "One question about your business, boy, or there's no use going. This girl, how far are you willing to go to save her?"
"I'd die for her," said Will heroically. Beth rolled her eyes.
"Oh good!" Jack turned around. "No worries then," Meg and Beth tried to hold back laughs. They loved that joke. Will looked at Jack and then back at the girls, clueless.
When no one was looking, the four crawled under a long boat. First Jack, then Meg, Beth and Will. When no one was looking, they stood up a little and walked towards the water.
(crack, pop! Meg falls over
Meg: Ow!
Beth: TAKE TWO!)
Once under water, they slowly walked towards the Dauntless. About half way there, Will stepped in a lobster trap and dragged it a ways.
"Um, Jack?" he said.
"What?"
"I'm stuck,"
"In what?"
"A trap,"
"Old lobster trap?"
"Yes,"
"Does it have a rope?"
"Er, yes,"
"Good,"
Beth and Meg looked at each other quizzically and stifled more giggles.
"Would you two just shut up?" Jack said rather annoyed. "I don't see what you find so funny about everything,"
Minutes later, they were climbing up the back of the Dauntless. Jack crept forward first.
"Everyone stay calm," he said running down some stairs. "We are taking over the ship!"
Will jumped over some railing with Meg and Beth close behind.
"Aye, amurffher!" Both Beth and Meg had covered Will's mouth to save Jack from embarrassment.
Jack looked back at the three quizzically.
"This ship cannot be crewed by two men and women," said Gillette. Jack looked back at him. "You'll never make it out of the bay,"
"Son," said Jack pointing his pistol at Gillette's nose. "I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, savvy?"
Gillette nodding slightly and moved everyone into a dinghy. Jack and Will began messing with ropes. After a few minutes of that, Jack moved to the helm. Will ran up behind him.
"Here they come," he said. Jack grinned; his plan was working. The Interceptor was setting sail.
Beth looked behind her. She then looked at Meg who was looking up at the rigging.
"What's wrong?"
"Did you notice that Jack had Will only set up three ropes to go across?"
Beth, too, looked up at the rigging.
"Well," she started with a small grin on her face. "Either one of us is going to swing across on one of the guys' ropes or…one of us is going to be left behind,"
Meg closed one of her eyes and looked at Beth.
"You really think that Jack is going to leave me behind?"
"No, and Will probably thinks that I'm too girlish to swing across on my own,"
"See, maybe he does like you!"
"'Course he does! As a friend though,
"Ah, yea…"
"But who knows what may happen,"
Meg nodded.
"Meg, Beth!" Jack yelled from across the ship. They both came running. Jack told them the plan of swinging onto the Interceptor. Beth was right. She and Will were going on one rope and Meg and Jack on the other two. So once the Interceptor pulled alongside of the Dauntless, and the Interceptor's crew deserted their ship, Jack, Meg, Beth and Will all swing across and landed on the new ship's deck. They cut the ropes connecting the two ships and Jack ran to the helm.
"Thank you, Commodore, for getting us ready to make way!" Jack shouted. "We'd have a hard time of it by ourselves,"
The Commodore looked extremely angry.
"Come back here with my cousin!" he yelled. Then guns from the soldiers aboard the Dauntless fired. Jack shoved Meg down, who was standing near the helm, so she could not be shot. Beth ducked, as did Will across the ship.
"You never told me you were his cousin!" he shouted.
"I'm sorry! I forgot to tell you!" Beth yelled back trying to think of more excuses.
Back on the Dauntless...
"Run out the guns!" cried Lt. Groves. "Are we to fire on a ship with your cousin on it, sir?"
"I'd rather see her at the bottom of the ocean than in the hands of a pirate..." replied the Commordore, not thinking clearly.
Jack glared at Beth. Now he had more things to worry about. Not only was he stealing a ship from the Royal Navy (though that did not bother him) but also he had a relative of the Commodore on board! At least they had made it away from the Royal Navy. Meg coughed and groaned as she got up. When Jack pushed her to the ground the wind was knocked out of her lungs. Beth helped her up. Will began telling Jack of his childhood. Beth and Meg got a kick out of this! When they watched Pirates of the Caribbean, they played a game. It is called the Pants Game. They played it especially at this part just to hear Jack's ironic responses.
"When I was a lad living in England, my mother raised me by herself. After she died, I came out here looking for my—,"
"Pants!"
"Is that so?"
Meg and Beth giggled and Jack shot them a confused glare.
"My—,"
"Pants?"
"—Will Turner. And in jail it was only after you learned my name that you agreed to help. Since that's what I wanted, I didn't press the matter. I'm not a—,"
"Pants!"
"—Jack. You knew my—,"
"Pants!"
More giggles and more glares. Jack then sighed.
"I knew—,"
"Them,"
"Probably one of the few who know him as William Turner. Everyone else just called him—,"
"Pants,"
"—strap or—,"
"Pants,"
"—strap Bill,"
"Pants,"
"—strap?"
"Good man, good—,"
"Pants,"
"I swear you look just like—,"
"Them,"
Jack shot another glare over at the girls. He finally caught on to what they were saying.
"What's this about pants?" he shouted over to them. Beth looked over to the Captain.
"Nothing!" Meg and Beth said in unison.
Will and Jack continued their argument about whether or not Will's father was a pirate. Beth then gasped and Will was over the ocean, hanging by the boom. Beth ran to help him but Meg held her back a little and they ended up walking to the helm. Jack handed Will's sword to Beth rather roughly.
"Now as long as you're just hanging there, pay attention. The only rules that really matter are these: what a man can do and what a man can't do. For instance—you can accept that you father was a pirate and a good man or you can't. But pirate is in your blood, boy, so you'll have to square what that someday," Jack lectured. "And me, for example. I can let you drown but I can't bring this ship into Tortuga all by me onesies, savvy? So…" Jack rotated the helm which brought Will back on board and Jack took Will's sword back from Beth. "Can you sail under the command of a pirate," Jack flipped Will's sword to him. "Or can you not?" Will took his sword.
"Tortuga?"
Jack grinned.
"Tortuga,"
Will got up. Meg whispered something in Beth's ear and Beth began laughing.
"Why don't you two go explore?" Jack suggested, sounding a bit annoyed. Meg shrugged and nodded at Beth. They went below deck. Nothing really interesting there; just a table and a few benches. At the far end, Meg found some hammocks.
"Hey, Beth," she said whilst wandering over to them. "How about we fall asleep till we get there?"
At that moment, Beth yawned.
"Sure," she said, still yawning. Meg, too, yawned and climbed into a hammock. She and Beth almost instantly fell asleep.
Sorry about the Pants Game...LOL That's what we really do! Beth and I actully have sat through the WHOLE movie saying "Pants" every 5 seconds. Anyway, review please!
