Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognize, including, but not limited to, PotC, Johnny Depp, Jack, Elizabeth, the Black Pearl, the island, the sea, yadda yadda. . . I do, however, own my original character.
To Novalea and Ainariel-Helyanwe: Here's the next chapter! And I must say, I think it's quite a bit longer than the last. ^_^ I hope you enjoy it!
To Ashley: Thank you very much for your input! Almost all of the last chapter took place when you suggested, so in essence, maybe this whole story started just where you wanted it to! ^_^ I couldn't start this chapter from the same place, so it picks up when Jack and Elizabeth are marooned together. That's as close as I could get to 10 years prior. And I did have fun. ^_~
Btw, just to inform everyone now, I won't be writing in for Jack. Or for any other pirate for that matter. I know most authors do, but I write much better in correct English. ^_^ Sorry. If it really bothers you, just imagine he's talking with his usual accent.
Jack suppressed a groan. Drunk. Very drunk. Dark. Dark is good. He would have slept on had he not sensed something. Something near him. He opened his eyes cautiously, and in the dying light of the fire he saw a young woman above him. She was most certainly not Elizabeth, for this girl had the most unusual eyes Jack had seen in a long while. They were purple. Sooner than he would have wanted, Jack's vision faded, but one thought that had for so long remained idle, resurfaced.
When Jack next awoke, it was to the scent of smoke. Staggering to his feet, he cried out in horror: No! You burned all the food, the shade! The rum!
Elizabeth didn't look at him. Yes, the rum is gone.
Why is the rum gone?
She turned and answered ferociously. One, because it is a vile drink that turns even the most respectable men into complete scoundrels. Two, that signal is over a thousand feet high. The entire Royal Navy is out looking for me. Do you really think there is even the slightest chance they won't see it?
Jack blinked. But why is the rum gone?
Elizabeth sighed and sat on the sand in exasperation. Just wait, Captain Sparrow. You give it one hour, maybe two, and you will see white sails on that horizon.
Jack fumed. He grappled with his pistol for a moment before deciding that shooting Elizabeth wasn't worth his one bullet. Instead, he sprinted off towards the other end of the island. Must've been terrible for you to be trapped here, Jack, he mimicked under his breath before shouting, Well it bloody is now! He then spotted a ship not far away. There'll be no living with her after this, he admitted to himself.
Jack blinked twice. There was something else in the water. No, several somethings. Then one shot into the air, diving back down into the water like a needle through cloth. Jack smiled. They were dolphins. Jack stood and watched them come from his place on the beach. But then something happened that he did not expect.
There was a soft swell in the water, and then it surged upward as someone emerged from the spray. She was quite possibly the most beautiful creature Jack had ever seen. Her hair hung nearly to her hips, and it shone with a deep red hue in the morning light. Then Jack realized that she wore not a stitch. She noticed him then, and her lean body froze in its leaps through the waves. But this time, Jack was faster than she.
Jack sprinted toward her, and when he had nearly reached her, he noticed that her eyes were purple. He stopped not two feet from her, having halted when he realized that she did not move. However, her body remained tensed, ready to run should the need arise.
She tilted her head slightly, eyes vanishing for a moment in a long blink. Who are you? Her voice was soft, as though it had not been used for some time and she was unsure of how it sounded.
Captain Jack Sparrow, he replied, and as he opened his mouth to say more, she leapt backwards into the sea again.
Jack cursed under his breath and made to follow, but she resurfaced not far from where he stood, her shoulders just above the water. Why are you here?
I was marooned.
What do you want?
Jack thought for a moment. What did he want? Did he even know? He glanced toward the large ship that was now unloading a nearly full rowboat. Come with me.
She shifted uncomfortably. I don't even know you. Her eyes narrowed, judging him in her mind.
Would you rather stay here alone?
Before the girl could answer, Elizabeth came running towards them, calling Jack's name. Commodore Norrington was not far behind. Hurry, Jack! she called. she trailed off, her eyes upon the figure in the water. The Commodore looked over Elizabeth's shoulder at the girl who was now becoming very fearful of the spate of strangers. What on earth. . .? He glared at Jack, who shook his head.
Don't get any ideas, mate. I found her here not too long ago.
If that is the case, I suppose we shall have to take her with us as well. The Commodore took a few steps forward, and the girl began to sink below the water.
Don't scare her, Jack hissed, then in a gentler tone directed toward the sea, C'mon, luv. We won't hurt you.
The young woman rose a little, the water still covering anything best kept hidden. She began moving slowly toward Jack, and let out a surprised screech when she was suddenly hauled out of the water by Norrington. Jack turned his head when her cry was echoed among the waves. He looked back to the flustered Commodore who was trying to pull the girl out of the water. And she was giving him quite a run. Her body was muscled and smooth, and its power was readily apparent. Jack stood spellbound as the two struggled. She screeched again, and the echoes came closer. Coming to a realization, Jack backed away.
Out of the water!
The dolphins were coming. They called out, and the girl answered, still twisting in Norrington's grip. One swam not far from where the humans stood, trying to get as close as possible without beaching itself. It was then that the young woman broke free, but Jack rushed forward, catching her and knocking her on the back of her head with his hand. She collapsed, unconscious. The dolphins screamed from the sea as she fell. Jack caught her in his arms, bearing her weight easily. He turned toward the beach and began trudging up out of the water.
Let's go, he suggested softly, ignoring the sorrowful cries of the dolphins. Elizabeth and Norrington followed, somewhat shaken. In a strange sort of parade, the four left the dolphins behind as they headed to the ship.
They set sail among waves and dolphins, but eventually, the broken-hearted creatures fell away, their cries lost to the sea.
And thus ends chapter two. I hope it was good. Please review and tell me what you think! I need to feel accomplished. I took two SAT IIs today. Yay. Think of it as your good deed for the day. ^_^