Chapter 4. Back at the Port
It was 15 years later and Raven had grown up to be a perfect female image of her father. She supposed her mother's hair had to be black as well, because nothing about her and her father was different, except age, name, and gender.
That was only in looks. They both had a knack for resourcefulness and swords play. Even so, Raven had a bit more education. She could read a full book instead of just a sign. But she was still stubborn, and wasn't as good at taking the hard way out as her father. But today, nothing really mattered.
"Ok, where do you want to go this time?" Jack asked Raven. Every year she picked a place that she herself hadn't been to and they would spend two weeks there. This tradition had started when she had been around six and seven.
"Hmm, how about here?" she asked, pointing to a spot on the map they hadn't covered. She looked closer at the map and read, "Port Royal."
"Port Royal?" Jack spluttered, then asked. "Are you sure that's the place you want?"
"Positive, why? What's wrong?" she asked.
"Nothing, nothing," he shook his head.
"Oh is that the place where...err..." she trailed off. She had a pretty good guess what was wrong. "We don't have to go if you don't want to."
"No, that's alright. I can make it," he declared and then told her. "We're pretty close to it, you better get packed, and I'll tell you about my first time in Port Royal."
Raven ran off to pack her things, which wasn't a lot. She had two books, The Three Musketeers and it's sequels, The Man in the Iron Mask. Then there was an extra bandana and another disheveled skirt with beads. She wore it over her pants. She was currently wearing one of her father's shirts, the one he had told her he had worn the first time he had met Will Turner, on of his old friends. She had been told that he, his wife, and his son had died.
She put these all in a satchel, then went into the room that her father used for his things.
"Ok, I'm ready," she said.
"Good. We'll be there in a couple hours," Jack told her.
"So, are you going to tell me the story?" Raven asked.
"I don't tell stories. I only tell cold hard facts," he answered but he saw her raise an eyebrow. "Okay, fine. Maybe sometimes I exaggerate a bit, but this is the truth. This is when I first met Will."
Raven listened as he went into detail of coming on the dock, saving Elizabeth, getting chased by the army, fighting Will, landing in jail, escaping with Will, and the wild goose chase to save Elizabeth again and regain command of the Pearl.
Raven sat in awe for a bit before she managed to say, "No way..."
"Yes way," Jack nodded.
"That is so...so...just so cool! Did that really happen?" she asked.
"Yes it did, I swear."
"Wicked!"
"Isn't it?" Jack grinned.
"And now we're going back to that place. I'll be right back, I'm going to check some things. I can't wait!" Raven ran out, excited.
When she was out of earshot, Jack whispered, "I can."
It didn't seem long before they were there for Jack, but for Raven the wait was a lifetime. The two of them boarded off and waved to the crew that was going to wait on the ship.
"They rebuilt it," Jack said, awestruck.
"What?" Raven asked.
"The mansion, it's up again," he replied.
They continued walking until they heard someone say, "Why, if it isn't Jack Sparrow."
"Captain," Jack corrected, slowly turning around. "Captain Jack Sp..." he stopped as he recognized the man at once who he had ran into several times.
It was Norrington. As Raven looked at the two strangely, Jack leaned over and whispered to her, "Run."
Jack pushed up the rifle aimed at him as it fired. He began to run in an opposite direction than Raven, not really even sure where she had gone. He took a turn at the pub and kept going straight, hoping they'd all follow him.
A/N FORGIVE ME FOR THE SHORT CHAPTER! I want to thank all of the reviewers, and I would kiss you all...maybe...if I could! I love this story, and no...I myself am not Raven. She is who I wish I was. Please R/R!
It was 15 years later and Raven had grown up to be a perfect female image of her father. She supposed her mother's hair had to be black as well, because nothing about her and her father was different, except age, name, and gender.
That was only in looks. They both had a knack for resourcefulness and swords play. Even so, Raven had a bit more education. She could read a full book instead of just a sign. But she was still stubborn, and wasn't as good at taking the hard way out as her father. But today, nothing really mattered.
"Ok, where do you want to go this time?" Jack asked Raven. Every year she picked a place that she herself hadn't been to and they would spend two weeks there. This tradition had started when she had been around six and seven.
"Hmm, how about here?" she asked, pointing to a spot on the map they hadn't covered. She looked closer at the map and read, "Port Royal."
"Port Royal?" Jack spluttered, then asked. "Are you sure that's the place you want?"
"Positive, why? What's wrong?" she asked.
"Nothing, nothing," he shook his head.
"Oh is that the place where...err..." she trailed off. She had a pretty good guess what was wrong. "We don't have to go if you don't want to."
"No, that's alright. I can make it," he declared and then told her. "We're pretty close to it, you better get packed, and I'll tell you about my first time in Port Royal."
Raven ran off to pack her things, which wasn't a lot. She had two books, The Three Musketeers and it's sequels, The Man in the Iron Mask. Then there was an extra bandana and another disheveled skirt with beads. She wore it over her pants. She was currently wearing one of her father's shirts, the one he had told her he had worn the first time he had met Will Turner, on of his old friends. She had been told that he, his wife, and his son had died.
She put these all in a satchel, then went into the room that her father used for his things.
"Ok, I'm ready," she said.
"Good. We'll be there in a couple hours," Jack told her.
"So, are you going to tell me the story?" Raven asked.
"I don't tell stories. I only tell cold hard facts," he answered but he saw her raise an eyebrow. "Okay, fine. Maybe sometimes I exaggerate a bit, but this is the truth. This is when I first met Will."
Raven listened as he went into detail of coming on the dock, saving Elizabeth, getting chased by the army, fighting Will, landing in jail, escaping with Will, and the wild goose chase to save Elizabeth again and regain command of the Pearl.
Raven sat in awe for a bit before she managed to say, "No way..."
"Yes way," Jack nodded.
"That is so...so...just so cool! Did that really happen?" she asked.
"Yes it did, I swear."
"Wicked!"
"Isn't it?" Jack grinned.
"And now we're going back to that place. I'll be right back, I'm going to check some things. I can't wait!" Raven ran out, excited.
When she was out of earshot, Jack whispered, "I can."
It didn't seem long before they were there for Jack, but for Raven the wait was a lifetime. The two of them boarded off and waved to the crew that was going to wait on the ship.
"They rebuilt it," Jack said, awestruck.
"What?" Raven asked.
"The mansion, it's up again," he replied.
They continued walking until they heard someone say, "Why, if it isn't Jack Sparrow."
"Captain," Jack corrected, slowly turning around. "Captain Jack Sp..." he stopped as he recognized the man at once who he had ran into several times.
It was Norrington. As Raven looked at the two strangely, Jack leaned over and whispered to her, "Run."
Jack pushed up the rifle aimed at him as it fired. He began to run in an opposite direction than Raven, not really even sure where she had gone. He took a turn at the pub and kept going straight, hoping they'd all follow him.
A/N FORGIVE ME FOR THE SHORT CHAPTER! I want to thank all of the reviewers, and I would kiss you all...maybe...if I could! I love this story, and no...I myself am not Raven. She is who I wish I was. Please R/R!