OK, I bet you have all lost interest in this haven't you? I'm sorry I
haven't updated for soooo long but some crazy things have been happening.
Mainly, I met Johnny Depp at the BAFTAs!!! For real! Anyway, I won't bore
you with that story! I'll get on with this one..
Pirates of the Caribbean – Back to the Black Pearl
Chapter 3
"Six," shouted a soldier and the weapon was once again brought down hard on Jack's back. He gritted his teeth but still let out a low moan. He knew he wouldn't be able to take much more. All his old wounds had been ripped open and blood was pouring down his back. He knew he was very unlikely to survive twenty lashes, let alone sixty. He tensed as he heard the soldier again raise the whip.
"Seven." The shout came again and then, so did the pain. This time, Jack did cry out. He tried to pull away from the men but he was too weak. They held him firm. Jack caught the eye of the man holding the whip. He saw sympathy on the mans face. But he knew he couldn't hope for any mercy. The Admiral had ordered sixty lashes and the soldiers were too afraid to disobey him. Jack would die in this Godforsaken place, probably very soon too. He prepared himself as he heard the leading soldier raise the whip again...
"Hold!" A stern voice shouted. The soldiers froze, unsure of what to do. Jack twisted round, trying to get a look at the newcomer.
"What is this?" The new arrival snapped, marching up to the soldiers. "Why is this prisoner being put through such harsh punishment?"
Then soldiers glanced at each other. The man with the whip took a step forward. "Erm, Captain Dawson, Admiral Morris ordered-."
Dawson held up his hand. "Morris," he growled. "I see."
He walked up to where Jack was being held up by his captors. Dawson grimaced when he took in the pirate's injuries. He turned to look at the leading soldier, his eyes flashing with anger.
"How many lashes were you ordered to give this man?" He demanded.
The soldier hesitated for a moment and then replied quietly, "sixty Sir."
"WHAT?" exclaimed Dawson. "Are you saying that Admiral Morris ordered you to beat this man to death? For what reason?"
The men didn't reply. Dawson sighed in frustration. "Release him," he barked to the two men holding Jack.
After a beat, the men obeyed and Jack fell to the ground. He lay there for a moment, trying to catch his breath. Dawson stood over him, shaking his head.
"This brutal treatment, it isn't right..." He mumbled to himself. Jack opened his eyes and looked up into the elder mans face.
"I'd be inclined to agree with you, mate," he whispered hoarsely. Dawson looked down, surprised that the badly beaten man had spoken. He watched Jack for a few moments and then turned once again on the soldiers.
"Well, take him back to the Port!" He snapped, angrily.
The men didn't move but gave each other fleeting looks.
"What are you waiting for?" barked Dawson, glaring around at the soldiers.
"Excuse me Captain Dawson," one said, stepping up to his superior, "But we were given express orders by the Admiral. Sparrow is to be put in the hole."
Dawson frowned and looked down into the Hellish pit.
"For how long?" he demanded.
"Ten hours." The Soldier mumbled.
"For the love of Christ!" Exclaimed Dawson, making the soldier leap back. "Are you as inhumane as that animal Morris?" He lowered his voice, trying to regain control. "I'll speak to the Admiral. Now, return Sparrow to his cell. AT ONCE!"
The men jumped when their Captain shouted. They hauled Jack to his feet and began to drag him back to the Port. Dawson stared after them for a few moments and then started off in the opposite direction, towards Morris' home. This torturous treatment of prisoners had to stop – now.
~*~
Elizabeth and Will were now sitting in her Father's dining room, "enjoying" their first course. Will was trying to mind his manners but he realised that he was failing miserably, judging by the looks of distaste his future Father-In-Law was giving him. Of course, all of Governor Swann's conversation was entirely aimed at his daughter. In fact, apart from the odd disapproving glance, Swann completely ignored Will and Will was more than happy with this.
He listened half heartedly to the Governor and Elizabeth discussing recent events and felt his hackles rise when Swann mentioned Norrington. He saw Elizabeth glance at him and then she answered her Father politely.
"Yes, well," Swann was saying, "you missed the, ahem, boat a little there my dear didn't you? I'm sure Commodore Norrington has already turned his attention to another young Lady by now." He laughed and Elizabeth smiled politely.
"One can only hope." Will said. Elizabeth eyed him nervously and Swann finally turned his attention to the young Blacksmith.
"A fine man, Norrington. You could do with learning from him Turner."
Will ground his teeth together.
"Well, at least it would be preferred to your betrothed learning from pirates Elizabeth." Swann laughed again but stopped when Elizabeth gave him a filthy look.
Will had had enough. "I believe that you and your precious commodore could learn from a good man like Jack Sparrow. I'm proud to say I learnt to be a better man from him."
Swann was now glaring at Will. "You speak of a "pirate" boy. A despicable rascal!"
"That rascal saved your daughters life Governor – twice I believe!"
"He also endangered her! You both did!"
Elizabeth was now on her feet. "That's enough, both of you!"
Will stood up too. "I'm sorry Elizabeth, I can't stay here. I can't listen to this pompous old fool for another minute."
Swann jumped to his feet. "Get out then. You are not welcome in my home!"
Will laughed. "That's the best thing you've said all night, sir."
Elizabeth looked close to tears as Will turned and walked towards the door.
"And Turner," Swann called after him, "You will not marry my daughter whilst there is breath in my body unless you apologise for your actions tonight."
Will stopped and turned around. "But that would suggest I was in the wrong Sir, and I'm not." He glanced at Elizabeth and whispered, "I'm sorry."
Elizabeth watched, devastated, as Will marched through the door and slammed it behind him.
There was an uncomfortable silence for a moment and then Swann said "Well, I must say.." Elizabeth turned on him furiously.
"Just stop it Father! Will is right. You embarrassed me tonight. I don't want to stay here either. Good night." And with that she swept from the room, rushing after her fiancé, leaving the Governor to stare after her, open mouthed.
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Please, please review. I swear I wont leave you waiting so long next time! Sorry, no time for responses today, I'll do that next time. I swear I appreciate every comment I get though so thank you!!
Pirates of the Caribbean – Back to the Black Pearl
Chapter 3
"Six," shouted a soldier and the weapon was once again brought down hard on Jack's back. He gritted his teeth but still let out a low moan. He knew he wouldn't be able to take much more. All his old wounds had been ripped open and blood was pouring down his back. He knew he was very unlikely to survive twenty lashes, let alone sixty. He tensed as he heard the soldier again raise the whip.
"Seven." The shout came again and then, so did the pain. This time, Jack did cry out. He tried to pull away from the men but he was too weak. They held him firm. Jack caught the eye of the man holding the whip. He saw sympathy on the mans face. But he knew he couldn't hope for any mercy. The Admiral had ordered sixty lashes and the soldiers were too afraid to disobey him. Jack would die in this Godforsaken place, probably very soon too. He prepared himself as he heard the leading soldier raise the whip again...
"Hold!" A stern voice shouted. The soldiers froze, unsure of what to do. Jack twisted round, trying to get a look at the newcomer.
"What is this?" The new arrival snapped, marching up to the soldiers. "Why is this prisoner being put through such harsh punishment?"
Then soldiers glanced at each other. The man with the whip took a step forward. "Erm, Captain Dawson, Admiral Morris ordered-."
Dawson held up his hand. "Morris," he growled. "I see."
He walked up to where Jack was being held up by his captors. Dawson grimaced when he took in the pirate's injuries. He turned to look at the leading soldier, his eyes flashing with anger.
"How many lashes were you ordered to give this man?" He demanded.
The soldier hesitated for a moment and then replied quietly, "sixty Sir."
"WHAT?" exclaimed Dawson. "Are you saying that Admiral Morris ordered you to beat this man to death? For what reason?"
The men didn't reply. Dawson sighed in frustration. "Release him," he barked to the two men holding Jack.
After a beat, the men obeyed and Jack fell to the ground. He lay there for a moment, trying to catch his breath. Dawson stood over him, shaking his head.
"This brutal treatment, it isn't right..." He mumbled to himself. Jack opened his eyes and looked up into the elder mans face.
"I'd be inclined to agree with you, mate," he whispered hoarsely. Dawson looked down, surprised that the badly beaten man had spoken. He watched Jack for a few moments and then turned once again on the soldiers.
"Well, take him back to the Port!" He snapped, angrily.
The men didn't move but gave each other fleeting looks.
"What are you waiting for?" barked Dawson, glaring around at the soldiers.
"Excuse me Captain Dawson," one said, stepping up to his superior, "But we were given express orders by the Admiral. Sparrow is to be put in the hole."
Dawson frowned and looked down into the Hellish pit.
"For how long?" he demanded.
"Ten hours." The Soldier mumbled.
"For the love of Christ!" Exclaimed Dawson, making the soldier leap back. "Are you as inhumane as that animal Morris?" He lowered his voice, trying to regain control. "I'll speak to the Admiral. Now, return Sparrow to his cell. AT ONCE!"
The men jumped when their Captain shouted. They hauled Jack to his feet and began to drag him back to the Port. Dawson stared after them for a few moments and then started off in the opposite direction, towards Morris' home. This torturous treatment of prisoners had to stop – now.
~*~
Elizabeth and Will were now sitting in her Father's dining room, "enjoying" their first course. Will was trying to mind his manners but he realised that he was failing miserably, judging by the looks of distaste his future Father-In-Law was giving him. Of course, all of Governor Swann's conversation was entirely aimed at his daughter. In fact, apart from the odd disapproving glance, Swann completely ignored Will and Will was more than happy with this.
He listened half heartedly to the Governor and Elizabeth discussing recent events and felt his hackles rise when Swann mentioned Norrington. He saw Elizabeth glance at him and then she answered her Father politely.
"Yes, well," Swann was saying, "you missed the, ahem, boat a little there my dear didn't you? I'm sure Commodore Norrington has already turned his attention to another young Lady by now." He laughed and Elizabeth smiled politely.
"One can only hope." Will said. Elizabeth eyed him nervously and Swann finally turned his attention to the young Blacksmith.
"A fine man, Norrington. You could do with learning from him Turner."
Will ground his teeth together.
"Well, at least it would be preferred to your betrothed learning from pirates Elizabeth." Swann laughed again but stopped when Elizabeth gave him a filthy look.
Will had had enough. "I believe that you and your precious commodore could learn from a good man like Jack Sparrow. I'm proud to say I learnt to be a better man from him."
Swann was now glaring at Will. "You speak of a "pirate" boy. A despicable rascal!"
"That rascal saved your daughters life Governor – twice I believe!"
"He also endangered her! You both did!"
Elizabeth was now on her feet. "That's enough, both of you!"
Will stood up too. "I'm sorry Elizabeth, I can't stay here. I can't listen to this pompous old fool for another minute."
Swann jumped to his feet. "Get out then. You are not welcome in my home!"
Will laughed. "That's the best thing you've said all night, sir."
Elizabeth looked close to tears as Will turned and walked towards the door.
"And Turner," Swann called after him, "You will not marry my daughter whilst there is breath in my body unless you apologise for your actions tonight."
Will stopped and turned around. "But that would suggest I was in the wrong Sir, and I'm not." He glanced at Elizabeth and whispered, "I'm sorry."
Elizabeth watched, devastated, as Will marched through the door and slammed it behind him.
There was an uncomfortable silence for a moment and then Swann said "Well, I must say.." Elizabeth turned on him furiously.
"Just stop it Father! Will is right. You embarrassed me tonight. I don't want to stay here either. Good night." And with that she swept from the room, rushing after her fiancé, leaving the Governor to stare after her, open mouthed.
~*~
Please, please review. I swear I wont leave you waiting so long next time! Sorry, no time for responses today, I'll do that next time. I swear I appreciate every comment I get though so thank you!!