Chapter 3: Plots
Flashback
Jack and Will were rowing there way towards the Isle de Muerta. They had come to collect more of the treasure stored there. It had been Jack's idea to slowly remove it from the island to a safer spot where no one but Will, Elizabeth, Jack, and the crew of the Pearl knew where it was. They had already made three trips to the island, spaced out over time so that they would not attract attention of other Pirate ships to their doings. However, this time something felt different, and a knot was beginning to grow in the bottom of Will's stomach.
Will and Jack reached the cavern uneventfully. Looking around to see what was left, Jack smiled to see that so much treasure was still there, even after three full boatloads to the island where Barbossa had left him for dead twice, the new storehouse. At first he failed to notice the old man waiting in a dark corner. His white hair reached down past his waist, and icy blue eyes gazed out from a face that was time worn. Jack was startled to see the man, but he did not immediately raise a sense of danger in Jack's mind.
"Captain Sparrow," the man said in a voice that did not reflect the years his face did. "I have traveled hereto give you a gift, and a warning."
Jack was intrigued, but he also began to worry about how the man had found the island and what exactly he wanted with Jack. Will came to stand just behind Jack listening just as intently as the old man delivered his message.
In his withered hand the old man held up a diamond ring. "This ring is linked to you, the boy, and your destiny. This ring will take to a woman who may change fate and alter the inevitable. Do not alienate her, for she is your only hope for survival when the time comes. Wear the ring and you will be brought to her. The ocean will be your guide. Do not fool around this time Captain Sparrow, it could cost you everything."
Jack thought he blinked, because as the man's last words were uttered, he was gone. Shaking his head and opening and closing his eyes to see if they still worked, Jack noticed the ring resting atop the place where the man had been standing just moments ago. Carefully Jack walked over to where the ring rested and picked it up in his hand. It was heavy for something so small. Slipping it on his ring finger, Jack was surprised to find that it fit perfectly. Looking at Will they both internally shrugged, not knowing what to make of the old man's words.
End Flashback.
Jack and Will let Portia mostly alone, although Jack seemed to follow her around the apartment everywhere she went. Losing some of the anxiety over having two crazy pirate guys holding her hostage, Portia found that she was famished and set herself to cooking in the kitchen to take her mind of the dark brown eyes rimmed with kohl that followed her every movement.
By the time Portia finished cooking she had made spaghetti, garlic bread, Caesar salad, cupcakes, and rice pudding. Jack looked at the meal questionably before helping himself to a full plate of food. Luckily Portia had made large batches of everything, assuming that Jack and Will would probably want to eat as well.
Will had left some time ago, to go "look around". He began to head out in what he was wearing, but Portia suggested perhaps she give him a different outfit so he would fit in better. Rummaging through the clothes her latest boyfriend had left behind at her apartment, Portia found jeans, t-shirt, and a zip-up sweatshirt that she thought looked like they could fit Will.
The jeans were a little baggy, but then that was in style, but the T-shirt was a bit small, and when Will emerged from the bathroom, Portia had to check herself at the sight of Will's well-muscled chest, which was nicely defined by the thin cotton shirt. Seeming a bit uncertain about his attire, Will quickly pulled the sweatshirt on. He then looked down at his feet. The boots he had been wearing looked quite ridiculous, so Portia threw a pair of old tennis shoes at him and smiled when he spent about five minutes trying to put them on. Finally, Portia put the shoes on for him and Will left.
After eating everything on his plate in about ten seconds, Jack turned to Portia, who was still in the process of eating, and struck up a conversation.
"So," Jack began. "Why do you live here all by yourself? Is that what women do.now?"
Portia tried not to laugh because of the food in her mouth, Swallowing, Portia replied, "Women no longer rely on men to run their lives for them."
"Why do you have men's clothing lying about your house then?" Jack asked, a mischievous smile creeping across his face.
Portia felt her face flush. "They're my boyfriend's, well ex-boyfriend."
"Ex?" Jack asked, confused by the terms Portia kept using. "Oh, like he dumped you then?" It was more of a statement.
Portia didn't reply. Jack opened his mouth to say something more when the phone loudly rang into the silence. In an instant Jack was up with his sword in hand, warily watching the phone. It rang again and he jumped two feet backwards. Laughing, Portia went to answer it. It was Emily.
"Hey!" Emily said sounding very cheerful. "How was your night?"
Portia was at a loss for words.
"That bad huh?" Emily asked. "Well I don't care what you say I'm coming over ok? I'm actually on my way there right now. See you in a few minutes!"
Emily hung up before Portia could force a response out of her throat.
Jack was still poised ready to strike, a curious look on his face.
"its just a teleph." Portia was interrupted by the banging of the front door, and a muffled scream that she recognized as Emily's. A few seconds later Will appeared with Emily held firmly in his grasp.
Flashback
Jack and Will were rowing there way towards the Isle de Muerta. They had come to collect more of the treasure stored there. It had been Jack's idea to slowly remove it from the island to a safer spot where no one but Will, Elizabeth, Jack, and the crew of the Pearl knew where it was. They had already made three trips to the island, spaced out over time so that they would not attract attention of other Pirate ships to their doings. However, this time something felt different, and a knot was beginning to grow in the bottom of Will's stomach.
Will and Jack reached the cavern uneventfully. Looking around to see what was left, Jack smiled to see that so much treasure was still there, even after three full boatloads to the island where Barbossa had left him for dead twice, the new storehouse. At first he failed to notice the old man waiting in a dark corner. His white hair reached down past his waist, and icy blue eyes gazed out from a face that was time worn. Jack was startled to see the man, but he did not immediately raise a sense of danger in Jack's mind.
"Captain Sparrow," the man said in a voice that did not reflect the years his face did. "I have traveled hereto give you a gift, and a warning."
Jack was intrigued, but he also began to worry about how the man had found the island and what exactly he wanted with Jack. Will came to stand just behind Jack listening just as intently as the old man delivered his message.
In his withered hand the old man held up a diamond ring. "This ring is linked to you, the boy, and your destiny. This ring will take to a woman who may change fate and alter the inevitable. Do not alienate her, for she is your only hope for survival when the time comes. Wear the ring and you will be brought to her. The ocean will be your guide. Do not fool around this time Captain Sparrow, it could cost you everything."
Jack thought he blinked, because as the man's last words were uttered, he was gone. Shaking his head and opening and closing his eyes to see if they still worked, Jack noticed the ring resting atop the place where the man had been standing just moments ago. Carefully Jack walked over to where the ring rested and picked it up in his hand. It was heavy for something so small. Slipping it on his ring finger, Jack was surprised to find that it fit perfectly. Looking at Will they both internally shrugged, not knowing what to make of the old man's words.
End Flashback.
Jack and Will let Portia mostly alone, although Jack seemed to follow her around the apartment everywhere she went. Losing some of the anxiety over having two crazy pirate guys holding her hostage, Portia found that she was famished and set herself to cooking in the kitchen to take her mind of the dark brown eyes rimmed with kohl that followed her every movement.
By the time Portia finished cooking she had made spaghetti, garlic bread, Caesar salad, cupcakes, and rice pudding. Jack looked at the meal questionably before helping himself to a full plate of food. Luckily Portia had made large batches of everything, assuming that Jack and Will would probably want to eat as well.
Will had left some time ago, to go "look around". He began to head out in what he was wearing, but Portia suggested perhaps she give him a different outfit so he would fit in better. Rummaging through the clothes her latest boyfriend had left behind at her apartment, Portia found jeans, t-shirt, and a zip-up sweatshirt that she thought looked like they could fit Will.
The jeans were a little baggy, but then that was in style, but the T-shirt was a bit small, and when Will emerged from the bathroom, Portia had to check herself at the sight of Will's well-muscled chest, which was nicely defined by the thin cotton shirt. Seeming a bit uncertain about his attire, Will quickly pulled the sweatshirt on. He then looked down at his feet. The boots he had been wearing looked quite ridiculous, so Portia threw a pair of old tennis shoes at him and smiled when he spent about five minutes trying to put them on. Finally, Portia put the shoes on for him and Will left.
After eating everything on his plate in about ten seconds, Jack turned to Portia, who was still in the process of eating, and struck up a conversation.
"So," Jack began. "Why do you live here all by yourself? Is that what women do.now?"
Portia tried not to laugh because of the food in her mouth, Swallowing, Portia replied, "Women no longer rely on men to run their lives for them."
"Why do you have men's clothing lying about your house then?" Jack asked, a mischievous smile creeping across his face.
Portia felt her face flush. "They're my boyfriend's, well ex-boyfriend."
"Ex?" Jack asked, confused by the terms Portia kept using. "Oh, like he dumped you then?" It was more of a statement.
Portia didn't reply. Jack opened his mouth to say something more when the phone loudly rang into the silence. In an instant Jack was up with his sword in hand, warily watching the phone. It rang again and he jumped two feet backwards. Laughing, Portia went to answer it. It was Emily.
"Hey!" Emily said sounding very cheerful. "How was your night?"
Portia was at a loss for words.
"That bad huh?" Emily asked. "Well I don't care what you say I'm coming over ok? I'm actually on my way there right now. See you in a few minutes!"
Emily hung up before Portia could force a response out of her throat.
Jack was still poised ready to strike, a curious look on his face.
"its just a teleph." Portia was interrupted by the banging of the front door, and a muffled scream that she recognized as Emily's. A few seconds later Will appeared with Emily held firmly in his grasp.