Summary: The movie was never made. But, in the past, it all really did happen. A Medallion's missing and in the future, a young woman holds it as a family heirloom. Much to her suprise -and dismay-, she is transported back in time and must face danger and adventure that she never would have imagined experiencing. Self-insertion fic.
Rating: PG-13
Reviews:
Softbrush: Lol, I hope she's like that for you in this chapter...x_x I kinda didn't really work on this one (7) all to much, I kinda, uh, half-arsed it, as it were. And as for the hat, it could be tricorner... its been awhile since I read those first few chapters of this one book I was reading... oh... what was it... Ah yes! All the Brave Fellows. It was 18th century fiction book about the American and British Navy's during the American Revolutionary war :) I should pick it up and read it again. For now, the hat remains an open topic, ^_^ thanks for commentin' again! :D Tell me how I'm doin on this here chappie, ^_^
saiyan-girl-cheetah: Lol, well, unfortunately for her XD she doesn't get to wander around in those clothes for long...maybe later she'll shed 'em again ^^ Lol, and as for bumpin' into Jack, well, I couldn't think of any other way, and it seemed appropriate to me for it to happen that way, ^^ I hope you like this next chapter, thanks fer commentin'! ^_^
Disclaimer: Mine? Nope. However, I do have the DVD, does that count? :)
Chapter Seven: Negotiations--------------------------------------------------------------------
Jessica and Jack Sparrow were forced into the opening where Barbossa was. She was the first one he noticed, "Well, well, Miss Jeffrey, I was beginin' to wonder if I would see the likes of you again, one could get lost in these caves and ne'er be seen again." He informed her. She shifted uncomfortably when she watched him take note of her change of clothes.
Barbossa looked from her, to Jack -who was grinning rather smugly- "I'm inclined to kill you now, Jack Sparrow, without so much as a word, if you done lose that grin from your face." He snapped.
Jack's grin remained and watched as Barbossa put a hand on the hilt of his cutlass, he didn't waver. "The girls blood didn't work, did it?"
Barbossa hesitated and narrowed his ageless blue eyes.
"I know whose blood you need." Jack informed him.
"Say the name, or I'll cut you're throat." Barbossa growled.
"No, you won't."
Barbossa nodded and Pintel stepped forward, placing a blade at Jack's throat, but Sparrow's grin only widened.
"Now?" Pintel asked eagerly.
"Now." Barbossa smirked. Then put a hand on Pintel's shoulder, suddenly unsure, "No, don't kill him. Yet."
Pintel lowered his blade and scowled. Throughout it, Jack's expression never changed and Jessica stood watching, arms crossed over her chest while her eyes darted between Jack and Barbossa.
"Allow me the humor of listening to your terms."
"Simple! I have something you want more than anything: The way to free you from the curse of the treasure. You have something I want more than anything... You see now?"
"The Pearl?" Barbossa laughed, "Oh, that's just fine. And just how to expect this to work?"
"You give me the Pearl. Then I tell you who you need."
'This is all so very, very interesting...' Jessica thought dully before heaving a sigh.
"That's your offer?" Barbossa scoffed, "You, sailing away nice and pretty with the Black Pearl, and I all have is a name?"
"That's right." Jack nodded.
"And I'm supposed to... trust you?"
"I'm a man of my word."
The pirates erupted in laughter, but Jack didn't lose his grin. "You see, I've got this 'onest streak in me --in its own way, a sort of curse. Oh, and there's the fact you have no choice."
Barbossa narrowed his eyes; "I'll torture it out of ye."
"You left me on a deserted island -- what else can you do?" Jack asked, narrowing his eyes, but not losing his smile.
Barbossa took a deep breath and then started to pace, occasionally glancing at Jack as his smile was now, apparently, very smug.
"Damn you! I'll throw ye in the brig!"
"It's you're choice, mate. I can wait as long as you like." Jack shrugged.
"You're setting me up for a double cross, you with the ship, and me with nothing more than your word!"
"Let's say I tell you the wrong name... What would you do?"
"Track you down and--" Barbossa stopped suddenly, realizing where Jack was headed.
"And, if I were to tell you the truth, you become mortal, and you won't come near me because you know I'd kill you." Jack smirked. Jessica raised her eyebrows. "Jack Sparrow: I don't trust you," Barbossa narrowed his eyes, "and that's a fact. Never trust a smiling man, you can lay to that." "See, that's where we're different." Jack raised a finger to make a point, "I trust you... to do what it takes to get what you want."
"You're playing this as close to the edge as any man, I'll give ye that." Barbossa told him and then looked away, thinking, then deciding and smiling, "We might just have to sign articles, you and I, Jack. You're a pirate at heart, that's certain."
Jack nodded.
"Bo'Sun, set sail. If this fool plan is to work, we'll need the Medallion, and that means catching the ship which brought 'im here."
Jack's grin faded as he was caught off guard, "What--you don't have the Medallion?"
"That fool woman took it. You be careful around her, Jack -- she's pretty enough, she'll steal your heart, but is pure evil inside." Barbossa's eyes shifted over to Jessica, "That one too." He muttered as Jessica gave him a glare in return.
"I'll watch my back." Jack replied, glancing over at Jessica.
******
Aboard the Pearl, Jessica and Jack were shoved into the Captain's cabin. Jessica turned around just before the door was slammed shut and reached out for no apparent reason. The door was slammed and she jerked her hands closer and held them to her stomach like it suddenly hurt. He raised an eyebrow, but didn't say anything.
Jessica paced the floor. Her bare feet hitting the planks silently.
"Something on your mind, luv?" Jack asked as he leaned against the table casually, examining his dirty nails.
"Whatever is on my mind, isn't really your business, now is it?" Jessica returned, an eyebrow raised as she pulled her hands away from her stomach to reveal a knife she managed to snatch from one of the pirates. The point held away from herself.
"Where did you get that?" Jack pushed away and stood straight, stepping closer while hanging his wrists in the air.
Jessica glared over at Jack and held up the knife, "Stay over there if you want to keep all your parts." She told him, waving the blade around just a little.
Jack backed up with his hands held in surrender, "Alright, don't have to tell me twice, darling." He turned around, brushing his beaded locks behind his shoulders and looked around the room. "My poor beauty!" He suddenly exclaimed, "Have you seen the condition of this ship? It's in shambles!"
"No, actually. I haven't paid much attention save for the fact I've been fearing for my virtue." Jessica rolled her eyes.
Jack raised both eyebrows, "Ah." he nodded and then folded his arms over his stomach and crossed a foot infront of the other, leaning against the table again. "So, how long have you been sailing with Barbossa?"
"I wouldn't exactly call it 'sailing', this isn't a pleasure trip. I was kidnapped because of those stupid little medallions. Elizabeth had one, and I had one."
Jack tilted his head; "Did they need your blood?" He questioned.
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because, I'm not in any relation to any of these Pirates. My grandfather found the coin." She replied as she examined the hilt of the ornate knife.
"I see." Jack nodded and looked around, running his tongue over his teeth.
The door opened suddenly and Barbossa stepped inside -Jessica quickly concealed the knife behind her back-, closing the door behind him. "Good afternoon, Miss Jeffrey. You look a little uncomfortable, would you like to get into something a bit more fitting?" He asked.
"No, I'm really quite satisfied with my choice of clothes." She replied.
"Oh, but I insist."
"I don't really have a choice, do I?"
"'fraid not."
Jessica smiled fakely before she was tossed a bundle of clothes. She caught them in mid air with one hand and then stomped off toward a rather enclosed area where she could dress in private.
Jack and Barbossa stood at the table for a few moments, giving each other dirty looks before Barbossa decided to take a seat and Jack remained standing.
"So you expect to leave me standin' on some beach with nothing but a name, and your word its the one I need while I watch you sail away on my ship?" Barbossa broke the silence.
"No." Jack smirked, "I expect to leave you standing on some beach with absolutely no name at all, watching me sail away on my ship, and then I'll shout the name back to you. Savvy?"
"But that still leaves us with the problem of me standin' on some beach with naught but a name and your word it's the one I need."
"Of the two of us," Jack shuffled through the apples in a bowl sitting on the table, "I am the only one who hasn't committed mutiny, therefore my word is the one we'll be trusting. Although, I suppose I should be thanking you, in fact, if you hadn't betrayed me and left me to die, I would have had an equal share in that curse same as you," he took a bite out of his apple, "Funny ol' world innit?" He chewed, then offered Barbossa an apple.
After a moment of silence, Bo'Sun entered, "Captain, we're coming up on the Interceptor."
Barbossa stood up and was about to exit the cabin with Jessica emerged from her make shift dressing area. She was wearing a black taffeta gown trimmed in ivory braid and eight-inch wide lace flounce coming from the slightly puffy sleeves that gathered at her elbow as half an inch lace trimmed the low squared neckline. It was evident she had been given another corset to wear under the gown: it looked as if it were sized for a size 9. She was a size 10. Only one size down, but it still required tightly laced stays.
Jessica pressed her hand against her stomach while she other grabbed the overskirt -that was attatched to the bodice- tightly; the ivory of her embroidered jupe showing through, "I have to tell you, I don't like this dress. It's too tight, too low cut and these," She moved her hands to cover her bust, "should stay down. Who the hell picked it out?" A frown claimed her lips as she asked.
Barbossa laughed and grabbed the back of her neck, causing her to flinch and let out a slight gasp of pain, "I picked it out, missy, so you best not complain. Off you go: topside." he pushed her out the door.
Barbossa let go of Jessica's neck outside the cabin and then grabbed hold of her arm before pulling her up to the helm. Atop, he faced the bow of the ship and looked ahead to the Interceptor. With a grim smile, he pulled a telescope out and peered through it, only for Jack to come rushing up and block his view, "I'm havin' a thought here, Barbossa. What say we run up a flag of truce, I scurry over to the Interceptor, and negotiate the return of your medallion, aye? What say you to that?" He grinned.
"Now you see, Jack, that's exactly the attitude that lost you the Pearl. People are easy to search, when they're dead." Barbossa turned to Bo'Sun, "Lock 'im in the brig." He took Jack's apple as the large black man grabbed Jack's shoulder and led him away.
Barbossa looked down at the apple and then tossed it away as Jessica ducked so she wouldn't be hit in the side of the head. He looked over at her, "Would you like to go to the brig as well?" he chuckled.
"No, I'm quite satisfied up here. I don't like being caged." Jessica folded her arms over her chest, trying to conceal her pushup. She had attempted to pull it up many a time since they left the cabin, but the dress wouldn't have it.
Barbossa laughed and then tucked his telescope into his jacket pocket. "Ye'll want to take cover then, Miss Jeffrey." He stepped up to the railing and the monkey, Jack, jumped up onto his shoulder.
Down in the brig, Bo'Sun shoved Jack into a cel.
"Apparently, there's a leak." Jack commented as water sloshed at his feet.
******
"Hand aloft to loose t'gallants! Wind this at her stern, she'll carry every sail we've got!" Gibbs shouted as the mates of the Interceptor hurried around the deck while Elizabeth and climbed up the steps from the lower decks. "What's happening?"
"The Black Pearl," The dark skinned Anamaria informed Elizabeth, "She's gaining on us." She looked over her shoulder as she helmed the ship and spotted the massive Spanish Galleon catching up with them.
"But this is the fastest ship in the Caribbean!" Elizabeth protested as she grabbed hold of one of the hanging ropes from the sails.
"You can tell them that after they've caught us." Anamaria frowned.
"We're shallower on the draft right?"
"Aye." Anamaria nodded, giving Elizabeth a funny look.
"Well, can't we lose them amongst those shoals?" Elizabeth pointed to the starboard site where waves crashed against rocks in shallow water.
"We don't have to outrun them long, just long enough!" Gibbs nodded.
"Lighten to ship, stem to stern!" Anamaria ordered.
"Anything that we can afford to lose, see that it's lost!"
******
Barrels and other objects floated past the Black Pearl as Barbossa once again looked through his spyglass at the ship ahead of them. He lowered it and then shouted out, "Haul on the main brace! Make ready the guns!" He looked over his shoulder and grinned, "And run out the sweeps..." He told Bo'Sun before staring straight ahead just as the Jolly Roger was raised up high above on the main mast.
"Pull!"
"Ho!"
Jessica swallowed uneasily. "No mercy..." She murmured, staring up at the menacing flag before clenching her fists tightly.
******
"They mean to send us under..." Anamaria took a deep breath and looked at Elizabeth, "It was a good plan... up till now."
"Gibbs!" Will shouted, "We have to make a stand. We must fight!" He told him, "Load the guns!"
"With what?" Anamaria asked.
"Anything! Everything! Anything we have left!"
"Load the guns!" Gibbs commanded as he left the helm.
******
Aboard the Black Pearl, Barbossa stood before the wheel, arms crossed over his chest while Jack the Monkey screeched on his shoulder, Jessica stood more against the stern and stared at the back of the Captain, eyes narrowed as the crew hurried about, grinning darkly as they geared up for battle.
******
"The Pearl's gonna luff up on us on our port quarter! She'll rake us without ever presentin' a target!" Gibbs yelled as he rushed up to Anamaria, Will and Elizabeth.
"Lower the anchor on the right side." Elizabeth said, then added firmly, "On the starboard side!"
"It certainly has the element of surprise..." Will rolled his shoulders.
"You're daft, lady! You both are!" Anamaria shook her head.
"Daft like Jack!" Gibbs nodded approvingly before turning around and jumping down to the lower deck, "Lower the starboard anchor!" The crew looked at Gibbs unbelievingly, "Do it, ya dogs! Or its you we'll load into the cannons!"
The crew hurried and released the anchor and it dragged along the bottom before catching on a rock, sending them into a sharp turn. Gibbs and the rest had to grab onto the ropes to keep from being tossed overboard.
"Let go!" Elizabeth shouted at Anamaria, and she did so, the wheel spun madly, turning them even more.
******
Barbossa narrowed his eyes as he started to see what was happening, he dropped the Monkey and shouted, "They're clubhauling! Hard to port and rack the starboard oars!" He commanded as the crew did as he ordered, Bo'Sun repeating his first order as Jessica was sent into the side of the ship as they turned sharply. She grabbed hold of the railing and tried to keep from being thrown overboard.
"Take her and lock 'er in the cabin!" Barbossa ordered as Jessica's arm was roughly grabbed, "We can't have 'er bein' blown away or thrown overboard." The ship turned rapidly, bringing them along side the Interceptor.
"Let go!" Jessica shouted, trying to get away. All she could do was try: Bo'Sun's grip was too firm. She didn't want to be locked up in a cabin. She had been hoping to get away as the approaching battle came, but since she was to be locked up, that hope had been crushed.
In the long run, getting to the Interceptor would have been useless.
******
"Keep us steady, man." Will ordered as he watched the Pearl side along them, he could hear shouts from below and from the other ship. Battle cries, as they were all eager to begin the canon fire.
"Now!" Will yelled.
"Fire!" Gibbs added.
"Fire all!" Elizabeth ordered and the cannon fire begun. Both ships fired mercilessly upon each other, sending smoke and shards of wood flying into the air. Gunfire echoed as the sound of shattering wood still rang through the air.
******
Down in the brig of the Black Pearl, Jack Sparrow shouted as a hole was blown into the wall of his cel, "Stop blowin' holes in my ship!" He sat in the sloshing water, staring out the hole before seeing a flask floating around in the water. He reached for it and grabbed hold, a smile on his face, before he pulled out the cork and tried to take a drink.
Nothing.
He made a face, then looked up and saw something that was interesting. Very interesting indeed: a hole had been blown through the lock of his cell's door. He jumped up and then pushed it open slowly. Smiling, he walked out the door and headed on the weather deck.
Topside, Barbossa shouted out, "Raise your colors, you bloomin' cockroaches! Hands, grapples at the ready! Prepare to board!"
After he shouted, another shot was fired and the main mast of the Interceptor buckled and snapped, falling on the deck of Barbossa's ship. The crew hurried out of the way, but Barbossa calmly walked up until the mast fell down, perfectly missing him.
"Blast all to carcasses, men! Koehler and Twigg to the powder magazine! And the rest of you, bring me that Medallion!" He commanded as the silence from the mast falling had cleared. Grapples and ropes were swung; catching on the other ship before Pirates swung across the small stretch of water.
Jack came up from the lower decks and looked around at the mayhem. He started for the railing when he heard a pounding coming from the Captain's cabin. He grabbed an unused pistol and walked over before shooting off the lock. The doors crashed open and Jessica fell on her knees before him.
"You!" She stared up at him with a shocked look and then pushed herself into a stand; a bullet zoomed by her head. "Holy sh--!" She ducked and covered her head.
"Maybe you should go back inside, luv, it's not exactly a picnic out here." Jack raised his eyebrows and then turned around, tossing away the pistol.
Jessica jerked up her skirts and gave him a glare as he headed off; "I'm not pathetic, thank you very much." She muttered before heading up the steps and crouching down behind the wheel and taking out the knife she had stolen, holding it firmly in her right hand and wondering how on earth she could get over to the Interceptor now that she had been freed from the cabin.
Cutlasses clashed as pistols were fired. The cannon fire had ceased, but everything else raged as Jack grabbed hold of a rope another Pirate was swinging across on and watched him fall, face flat on the deck, "Thanks very much." He raised his eyebrows and then swung, passing over the water once and knocking a pirate whom was about to run Gibbs through, into the water and then finally landing himself on deck. He pulled the flask from his belt and tossed it to the older man, "Bloody empty!" He informed him before hurrying over to where a Pirate was attempting to kill Elizabeth.
He grabbed his wrist and held up finger, "That's not very nice."
As he did, Elizabeth took the butt of her musket and used it to slam the pirate's head back, sending him toppling into the water.
A shot was fired and Jack jerked Elizabeth around before pulling her below the railing, "Where's the medallion?!" He demanded.
"Wretch...!" Elizabeth hissed as she brought a hand up to slap him. He caught it and looked at the bandage wrapped around her hand.
"Ah, where is dear William?" He raised an eyebrow and Elizabeth turned to look over her shoulder.
"Will..." She whispered before jumping up and rushing over to the grate that Will was trapped beneath. "Will!"
"Elizabeth!"
"Monkey!" Jack cried out as he spotted the monkey jumping across the mast to the Pearl. He couldn't hear Elizabeth's cries as she was grabbed; his attention was on the monkey. He hurried across the mast on his hands and feet before suddenly stopping, hand outstretched.
"Why, thank you, Jack." Barbossa smirked.
"Your welcome." Jack replied.
"Not you. We named the monkey 'Jack'." Barbossa lifted up the gold medallion and shouted to his crew, "Gent's, our hope is restored!"
Meanwhile, Twigg lit up the gunpowder in the lower decks of the Interceptor before hurrying off the ship.
******
"Lookee here! You wasn't tryin' to get away, now was you?" Ragetti chuckled as he spotted Jessica hiding behind the wheel, holding her knife. Pintel reached down and grabbed a handful of her dark hair and pulled her up as she gave a loud cry. Somehow he missed the knife in her hand.
"Cap'n! Look's like she tried to get off the boat!"
Barbossa turned to look while he rubbed the medallion, "Now, Miss Jeffrey, that would have been an unwise thing to do. Lucky we caught you, aye?" He smiled wickedly.
"Is that so?" Jessica growled before being pushed into Twigg's grip.
Barbossa turned and faced the Interceptor, running his thumb over the face of the coin as he watched eagerly. The crew of the ship, tied up as Elizabeth was as well. Pintel leered at them all, holding his pistol at each of them before saying, "If any of you so much as thinks the word 'Parley', I'll have your guts for garters." He informed them.
Elizabeth watched in horror: Will was still on that ship. She pulled the ropes over her head and rushed toward the railing, only to be stopped by the abrupt explosion of the Royal Naval ship. "Will!" She cried out and then attacked Barbossa; "You've got to stop it! Stop it!"
As the ship exploded, Jessica's mouth dropped. It was then understood why she had been told it would have been an unwise thing to do.
He only laughed and grabbed her wrists, holding her close, "Welcome back, miss. You took advantage of our hospitality last time: it holds fair that you return the favor!" He snickered and then pushed her into a group of his crew. She screamed and cried out loudly as she felt fingers pull her hair, arms wrap around her waist and the wandering hands of the men.
"Barbossa!" A voice suddenly cried out and all eyes shifted to where the form of a sopping wet Will stood on the railing, holding tight to the ropes that tied to the sails.
"Will!" Elizabeth whispered as she smiled a little.
"She goes free!" Will ordered as he picked up a spare pistol and cocked it, pointing it straight at the Captains heart.
"Whats in your head, boy?" Barbossa looked baffled.
"She goes free!" he repeated.
"You've only got once shot, and we can't die."
"Don't do anything stupid!" Jack pleaded as he clapped his hands together in a begging fashion.
"You can't." Will turned around and jumped on the railing again, facing them and placing the barrel of the pistol below his jaw, "I can."
"No!" Elizabeth cried out as she struggled to get away from the pirates.
"Like that..." Jack muttered.
"Who are you?" Barbossa raised an eyebrow.
"No one. He's no one!" Jack stepped forward and waved his hands about, he stopped infront of Barbossa and spun a tale, "A distant cousin of my aunt's nephew twice removed. Lovely singing voice, though." He pointed over his shoulder and dropped his voice, "Eunuch."
Barbossa gave Jack a skeptic look, then looked past him as Will spoke the truth.
"My name is Will Turner. My father was Bootstrap Bill Turner. His blood runs in my veins!"
Jack slinked away from Barbossa as he gave him a look.
"He's the spittin' image of old Bootstrap Bill, come back to 'aunt us!" Ragetti cried out, pointing a finger at Will, almost unbelieving.
"On my word, do as I say, or I'll pull this trigger and be lost to Davy Jones' locker!"
Barbossa narrowed his eyes, "Name your terms, Mr. Turner."
"Elizabeth goes free!"
"Yes, we know that one. Anything else?" He rolled his misty blue eyes.
Jack pointed to himself, hopefully.
"And the crew," Will motioned toward them with his pistol, "The crew are not to be harmed!"
"Jessica isn't to be harmed either!" Elizabeth cried out, but was ignored as Barbossa stepped forward, lifting his head as he smirked.
"Agreed."
******
In the distance, over Elizabeth's shoulder, a small island could be seen.
"Go on, poppet!" Pintel laughed.
"Go on!"
"Barbossa, you lying bastard!" Will tried to rush at him, but was held back, "You swore she'd go free!"
"Don't dare impugn me 'onor, boy! I agreed she'd go free, but it was you who failed to specify when or where." He chuckled darkly before looking at Elizabeth as she stood at the break in the railing, staring down at the water beneath her.
Will was gagged and then pushed to be held by Grapple.
"Though does seem a shame to lose somethin' so fine, don't it lads?" Barbossa tilted his head to the side, looking Elizabeth up and down.
"Aye!" The men agreed.
"So I'll be havin' that dress back before you leave." He held out his hand.
Jessica was held back by a few Pirates, fingers laced through her hair and hands bruisingly gripping her arms. "Elizabeth..." She gritted her teeth as she looked off to the island in the distance, her eyebrows furrowed in concern. Her chest heaving as her breath quickened as she felt fingers wrap around her neck to keep her back.
Elizabeth scowled and undressed, standing only in her shift on the edge of the ship before tossing it to Barbossa. "It goes with your black heart." She hissed.
"Ooh," He caught it and pressed it against his scarred cheek, "It's still warm." Whistles and calls could be heard on deck as the dress was tossed into the crowd and Elizabeth stood practically naked.
"Off you go, C'mon!" Pintel laughed as he held his cutlass pointed to her.
Bo'Sun gave a booming laugh and shook his head, "Too long!" He then shoved her into the water. She screamed just before splashing into the water and breaking to the surface with a gasp for air before starting to swim for the island.
Will's face fell as he watched her be forced off the ship, Jack -play laughing with the rest of the crew- moving to stand where she had once been. He smiled weakly and looked at Barbossa, "I really had rather hoped we were past all this."
Barbossa moved an arm around Jack's shoulder, chuckling, "Jack. Jack, did you not notice?" He motioned toward the island behind him, "That there be the same little island we made you Governor of on our last little trip."
"I did notice."
"Perhaps you'll be able to conjure up another miraculous escape. But I doubt it." Barbossa unsheathed his cutlass and brandished it under Jack's nose. "Off you go."
"Yeah...!"
"Last time, you left me a pistol with one shot." Jack narrowed his eyes.
"By the powers you're right!" Barbossa sheathed his sword, "Where be Jack's pistol? Bring it forward!"
Jack's pistol was handed forward and Barbossa took it.
"Since there's two of us, a gentlemen would give us a pair of pistols." Jack suggested hopefully.
"It'll be one pistol as before and you can be the gentleman and shoot the lady and starve to death yourself." Barbossa tossed the pistol, and Baldric belonging to Jack Sparrow into the ocean and Jack turned to watch it sink. With wide eyes he dived in to the water.
"Damnit..." Jessica muttered, gritting her teeth and balling her fists tightly, the knife miraculously still unnoticed. She breathed in deeply. She had just made a decision: she would take the ocean over a band of Pirates. It wasn't an easy one, but she could muster up the strength to swim to that island. She knew it. Now, the problem was getting out of Twigg's grip.
After a few moments of watching the two swim toward the island, Jessica took the last moment to stomp down on Twigg's foot as hard as possible, she knew it wouldn't hurt, but it certainly caused him to let go. She pulled away and made a lunge for the break in the railing. She held her knife pointed.
The crew and Barbossa only laughed, "Tryin' to escape, again, Miss Jeffrey?" He raised his eyebrows beneath the brim of his hat.
"Yeah, and this time, I think I'll make it." Jessica stepped back carefully; making sure her foot hit the deck before actually setting it down.
"Do you, now?"
Jessica looked from Will to Barbossa. She chewed on the inside of her lip before taking another step. Then without warning, Jack the Monkey swooped down onto her head, causing her to scream out, drop the knife -that fell to the deck, blade first and sticking between to planks-. It was amazing, that such an insignificant event could cause so much chaos. Will was released, in which he started to fight off the Pirates who had held him captive while Jessica swatted the air, trying to get the Monkey off of her.
Finally, the Monkey was thrown, screeching, onto the deck and a loud shot rang out as it jumped up onto Koehler.
A shot rang through the air and there was silence as everyone looked around to see if it had hit anyone.
Jessica felt as it something passed through her, causing her to stop with one arm raised and the other balled in a tight fist. She swayed a little and then felt something warm begin to snake down against her skin beneath her dress.
She brought a hand up to press over where the warmth had come from, her eyes dropped to her left shoulder. She pulled it away and stared at the blood staining her fingertips and then proceeded to watch it slip down and under the front of her dress. She could also feel it on her back: the bullet had gone straight through.
Jessica breathed in, and out, her chest rising and falling as full as her stays would allow. She looked from Will, to Koehler, Grapple, and then Barbossa. She swayed again and then, knew nothing more.
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Hmmmmm.... the chapter is about 13 pages in my word program, but is it worth it? x_x I don't know. I'm in a weird mood tonight. Thats why Jessica got shot XD oi, smarties and Vanilla Creme Soda do things to ya, I tell you.
You may notice: I didn't have Elizabeth, or Jack walk the plank, why? I'm going for historical accuracy, ^^;; its not recorded (except for one instance) that pirates made prisoners walk off planks.
Read, review, be nice, please? ;-;