Chapter 10
A Foreseeing Nightmare
*A/N: If you (my readers thanks for being so loyal!) Don't like the story's direction tell me, I value any opinions. I'm making it more interesting and less romance this chapter. Therefore next chapter: Romance overload (I'm kidding slightly) Sry they are so far apart, but I mostly write everything by hand and type it when I can. I try...Thanks!*
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......It was a dark and sinister night. An eerie fog was suspended in the Caribbean air. Through this natural curtain all that wass visible, was the Crystal Buccaneer. The elegant ship had a visitor. One that would bring nothing but trouble. The unknown ship stopped for awhile still as the air on a breezeless night. Two crewmembers crept aboard. They hid from the man behind the wheel. Whispering to each other, the opened the cabin door. Once inside they pointed their swords at a figure's name is Elizabeth Swann..........
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Marella O' Brian awoke covered with sweat. Her pulse pounding in her chest, Her breath coming in quick gasps. She remebered every part of the nightmare. It pressed like a reality to her mind. She looked down to her hands which were shaking eratically.
"No!" She screamed into the quite darkness of her room aboard the Black Pearl.
Ana Maria heard her first. She knocked lightly on her door. "Marella you a'igh'?"
Marella realized she was being talked to. The only sound she heard was the dream replaying in her mind.
Ana Maria pushed the door open. She saw the frazzeled Marella lying askew on the bed.
Bootstrap was next, he was dressed in everyday clothes. Which Ana Maria giggled at. She knew he'd gottened dressed before entering Marella's room.
He looked at her sitting on the bed. "M'dear, you don't look so well. Have a bad dream?"
Jack Sparrow swung himself into the doorway, cluthing a bottle of what else, rum. "Why's everybody havin' a party with out me?" he looked hurt, in a deranged sort of way. He wavered in, very unbalenced and plopped on a chair. Causing it to topple backwards. He caught himself, barely by grasping a nearby table. "Someone should fix tha' chair." he said sipping the rum innocently.
Marella finally spoke. Her eyes were cloudy as one would imagine sleeping beauty would look after a long sleep. "It wasn't a bad dream. It was real."
Everyone was speechless. Jack drank his beverage of choice, regardless of the situation.
She continued. "I've had these types of dreams since I was a young lass. Which wasn't yesterday by any means."
Bootstrap felt cold suddenly, he looked worried. "What was it about?" Even though he was quite sure he knew it's subject matter already. He rubbed his hands together, making a sound like course sandpaper being rubbed against itself. Too many years as a blacksmith had created the calluses on his hands, too many years alone caused the calluses on his heart.
The woman on the bed looked lost, like a child. She raised her eyes to look at Bill. "It was terrible, I saw the Crystal Buccaneer getting attacked in the middle of the night. They were taking a prisoner." She sobbed.
Jack came back to reality. "Who? William again?" He looked to Bill. "That boy's got your knack for getting in trouble."
She shook her head. "Elizabeth, and a man had a sword at her throat."
Ana Maria, though frightened was still in disbelief. "Are you telling me your dream is real and tha's going ta happen?"
Marella pulled her hair around to the front of her hair and began twirling it. "I know it's going to happen, yes."
It took them awhile for this to sink in. Jack lead Bootstrap out onto the deck. Ana Maria stay behind to try and pacify Marella from her shrieking tears.
Jack sauntered over to the rail of his ship. He gazed down into the water, dark and full of night, glittering up at him in the moonlight. "You believe 'er?"
Bill gave him a look that said no, even when his heart was telling him otherwise. What a fool I am, letting that simpleton sail off by himself.
Jack rubbed his chin, the plaits of his beard in between his fingers. "Truthfully, I'd say she's off a hinge or two. But somehow I'm still finding meself believing her." He raised an eyebrow at Bill, trying to find out his real reaction, not the one he thought acceptable.
"A woman that sees into the future?" He said for his own justification.
"I'll admitted mate, she's be a pain to marry, cause she'd always known if you were gonna cheat or not." He chuckled softly, but not nessicarily with happiness.
"Are we going to save m'boy or not?" Bill leaned towards Jack with an edge to his voice.
"What? Sail back to Port Royal and get hanged? No."
"Then it's settled we chart course towards Port Royal? Captain says so aye?"
"No, Capt'n does not say aye, he says nay. Tortuga is our destination." Jack looked forceful.
"Sparrow, he's me only flesh and bone. I won't stay here and wait while his woman is killed. She's going to be the mother of my grandchildren ya know."
"Really, Bill I could have never guessed that."
"Yes, two strong boys, both going to be Pirates and a girl that'll look just like Elizabeth." He rattled off randomly.
"Man, you need a life. One that doesn't allow you any time to think, your frightening me." He stepped back. "Maybe I'll shoot you will you shut up then?"
"No, shooting me won't work. Heading towards Port Royal would though." He grinned mischievously.
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**A/N Sorry it took me a year to write this, I'm back on track with everything. PLEASE KEEP READING!!!!**
A Foreseeing Nightmare
*A/N: If you (my readers thanks for being so loyal!) Don't like the story's direction tell me, I value any opinions. I'm making it more interesting and less romance this chapter. Therefore next chapter: Romance overload (I'm kidding slightly) Sry they are so far apart, but I mostly write everything by hand and type it when I can. I try...Thanks!*
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......It was a dark and sinister night. An eerie fog was suspended in the Caribbean air. Through this natural curtain all that wass visible, was the Crystal Buccaneer. The elegant ship had a visitor. One that would bring nothing but trouble. The unknown ship stopped for awhile still as the air on a breezeless night. Two crewmembers crept aboard. They hid from the man behind the wheel. Whispering to each other, the opened the cabin door. Once inside they pointed their swords at a figure's name is Elizabeth Swann..........
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Marella O' Brian awoke covered with sweat. Her pulse pounding in her chest, Her breath coming in quick gasps. She remebered every part of the nightmare. It pressed like a reality to her mind. She looked down to her hands which were shaking eratically.
"No!" She screamed into the quite darkness of her room aboard the Black Pearl.
Ana Maria heard her first. She knocked lightly on her door. "Marella you a'igh'?"
Marella realized she was being talked to. The only sound she heard was the dream replaying in her mind.
Ana Maria pushed the door open. She saw the frazzeled Marella lying askew on the bed.
Bootstrap was next, he was dressed in everyday clothes. Which Ana Maria giggled at. She knew he'd gottened dressed before entering Marella's room.
He looked at her sitting on the bed. "M'dear, you don't look so well. Have a bad dream?"
Jack Sparrow swung himself into the doorway, cluthing a bottle of what else, rum. "Why's everybody havin' a party with out me?" he looked hurt, in a deranged sort of way. He wavered in, very unbalenced and plopped on a chair. Causing it to topple backwards. He caught himself, barely by grasping a nearby table. "Someone should fix tha' chair." he said sipping the rum innocently.
Marella finally spoke. Her eyes were cloudy as one would imagine sleeping beauty would look after a long sleep. "It wasn't a bad dream. It was real."
Everyone was speechless. Jack drank his beverage of choice, regardless of the situation.
She continued. "I've had these types of dreams since I was a young lass. Which wasn't yesterday by any means."
Bootstrap felt cold suddenly, he looked worried. "What was it about?" Even though he was quite sure he knew it's subject matter already. He rubbed his hands together, making a sound like course sandpaper being rubbed against itself. Too many years as a blacksmith had created the calluses on his hands, too many years alone caused the calluses on his heart.
The woman on the bed looked lost, like a child. She raised her eyes to look at Bill. "It was terrible, I saw the Crystal Buccaneer getting attacked in the middle of the night. They were taking a prisoner." She sobbed.
Jack came back to reality. "Who? William again?" He looked to Bill. "That boy's got your knack for getting in trouble."
She shook her head. "Elizabeth, and a man had a sword at her throat."
Ana Maria, though frightened was still in disbelief. "Are you telling me your dream is real and tha's going ta happen?"
Marella pulled her hair around to the front of her hair and began twirling it. "I know it's going to happen, yes."
It took them awhile for this to sink in. Jack lead Bootstrap out onto the deck. Ana Maria stay behind to try and pacify Marella from her shrieking tears.
Jack sauntered over to the rail of his ship. He gazed down into the water, dark and full of night, glittering up at him in the moonlight. "You believe 'er?"
Bill gave him a look that said no, even when his heart was telling him otherwise. What a fool I am, letting that simpleton sail off by himself.
Jack rubbed his chin, the plaits of his beard in between his fingers. "Truthfully, I'd say she's off a hinge or two. But somehow I'm still finding meself believing her." He raised an eyebrow at Bill, trying to find out his real reaction, not the one he thought acceptable.
"A woman that sees into the future?" He said for his own justification.
"I'll admitted mate, she's be a pain to marry, cause she'd always known if you were gonna cheat or not." He chuckled softly, but not nessicarily with happiness.
"Are we going to save m'boy or not?" Bill leaned towards Jack with an edge to his voice.
"What? Sail back to Port Royal and get hanged? No."
"Then it's settled we chart course towards Port Royal? Captain says so aye?"
"No, Capt'n does not say aye, he says nay. Tortuga is our destination." Jack looked forceful.
"Sparrow, he's me only flesh and bone. I won't stay here and wait while his woman is killed. She's going to be the mother of my grandchildren ya know."
"Really, Bill I could have never guessed that."
"Yes, two strong boys, both going to be Pirates and a girl that'll look just like Elizabeth." He rattled off randomly.
"Man, you need a life. One that doesn't allow you any time to think, your frightening me." He stepped back. "Maybe I'll shoot you will you shut up then?"
"No, shooting me won't work. Heading towards Port Royal would though." He grinned mischievously.
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**A/N Sorry it took me a year to write this, I'm back on track with everything. PLEASE KEEP READING!!!!**
