The Insanity of the Caribbean
Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean. I do however, own Neptune's Curse, her crew, and that little merchant guy.
A/N: Enjoy the cliffhanger. Mwahahahaha! Don't you just love cliffhangers?
Chapter 3: Neptune's Curse
Gee, all this self narrating makes this seem almost like one of Shakespeare's plays, Jack thought to himself. Jack wished it was a Shakespeare play. In Shakespeare, people who fell overboard in the middle of storm survived somehow, and looked good doing it. Unfortunately, this was not a Shakespearean play. Another huge wave came, shoving Jack under the water again. The strong current pulled him down, sucking him into the deeps. The pirate needed air. He needed to breathe. He struggled with the currents, trying to get to the surface. Jack's lungs burned with the need for air. Each attempt to swim to the surface got weaker, and weaker as Jack slowly drowned. He couldn't take it anymore. He opened his mouth and water rushed in. Jack gagged, choked, and finally, surrendered to the sea. The current pulled his limp body along with it, as it swirled about in the sea.
Meanwhile, at Port Royal...
Commodore Norrington was fixing his nice, fluffy, poofy hair. He sighed. The salty air really took all the frizz out of it. There was a knock at the door. Norrington hurriedly pulled out some maps and pretended to study them. "Come in." A soldier walked in the door, saluted, then gave his report.
"Commodore, there is merchant who wished to talk to you. He's waiting outside"
"Send him in." the Commodore replied. As soon as the soldier saluted and left, Norrington sighed with relief. If that soldier had seen him fussing with his wig, the news would have been all over Port Royal in mere seconds. He couldn't have any more bad press, especially after all the business with Jack Sparrow and The Black Pearl. I should have hung him when I had the chance! Norrington thought angrily. Since Jack Sparrow had gotten away, everything had gone downhill. The Black Pearl had looted every ship it came across, and gotten clean away, leaving the people aboard the ship still alive, but they took everything. The Commodore composed himself as he heard the knock on the door. "Come in" A respectable, but angry looking merchant came in, cane tucked under the crook of his arm. He had a black waistcoat on, with shiny brass buttons. He was middle aged, with only a gray hair here and there. The man was clean shaven, and had piercing blue eyes.
"Sir, I have come to report that one of my ships was attacked by pirates just off the coast of a small island. I would like you to do something about it! That was one of my best ships, it was filled with precious gems and spices, and it was headed for England. Do you know how embarrassing this is!" The man began angrily, his voice raising with every word he spoke.
"Now sir, I would be happy to do something about this ship of yours. Pray, take a seat." The Commodore suggested, hopping the pirate ship was the Black Pearl. It would give him a chance to chase down Jack Sparrow and hang him like he deserved. The merchant calmed down a bit, than took the offered seat across from the commodore. "Now sir, did you happen to hear which pirate ship attacked your merchant ship? Would it be by chance, The Black Pearl?" The merchant shook his head.
"Nay sir, it was not the Black Pearl. She seems to have disappeared entirely, no one has seen her or her crew. However, my ship was attacked by Neptune's Curse."
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