Beauty and the Pirate
Disclaimer:I do not own any of the characters mentioned in this story from the movie "Pirates of the Caribbean: Curse of the Black Pearl". Nor do I own any dialogue that matches up to the dialogue from Disney's "Beauty and the Beast" nor any storyline plots from said movie. I solely own the characters of Isabelle and Marcel Cheney and Gaspard and all additional creative story lines. Hope you enjoy the story and feel free to send a review!
Chapter 4
Captive
"Come on, Jack, think!" Sparrow said to himself as he paced along the sandy shoreline.
Getting frustrated at not coming up with a single idea yet, he looked all about him. "Perhaps if I set the bloody thing down here and concentrated on it from a distance?" Jack thought aloud to himself, "Maybe then I could come up with something from that angle."
Jack did as he said and sat the gold box onto the sand and began pacing away along the beach, continually looking back as the wheels in his head kept turning at high speeds and his mood increased in bitterness at not finding a solution.
As Jack made his way further along the beach and got lost in a deep thought, an elderly man came down out of the foliage near to where Jack had parted from Will and Elizabeth.
"Isabelle!" the elderly man called out as he came down onto the smooth sands, "Isabelle! Where are you, my child? You've been here long enough, I need you to come back-"
The man stopped mid-sentence as a shiny object caught his eye in the sand. Quickly he approached it and picked it up. As he observed the golden box closely he released a thought out loud, "Isabelle will love to see what I have found."
However, as the man turned to continue his way he bumped into Jack Sparrow.
"As much as this Isabelle may love to see this, it is not yours!" Jack growled as he snatched the compass back from the elderly man.
"I'm s-sorry," the man stuttered, "I didn't realize it was yours. I was just walking by, happened to see the gold, and noticed the curious symbols etched on the sides for they looked like the symbols old stories say marks the…"
"Treasure of Corazon?" Jack finished for him through narrowed eyes.
"Yes," the man said slowly.
"Why aren't you a clever one?" Jack snickered and then grasped the old man by the arm and pulled him toward a row boat.
"What… what are you doing?" the old man asked in a panic.
"Well, since you know about this treasure and know about me ship's hiding place I can't let ye off now can I?" Jack asked angrily as he pushed the old man into the row boat and began pushing out into the waters toward the Black Pearl.
Scared out of his might, the old man began shouting, "Isabelle! Isabelle!"
Yet, before he could shout out the name again Jack cocked a pistol pointed at him, "Don't make me waste a shot on ye!"
The man immediately went silent and dropped his head down in defeat.