WOW! i'm excited! fanfiction decided to finally let people upload documents. yeah! alright well... this should be interesting since i started writing this a year ago. or two. i don't know. let's just say it's been a while. i'm going to try to spice it up a little bit. it was a tad boring but i'll see what i can do. i want to try to finish this before the sequel comes out july 7! so i'll update asap. ok now onto the story!
Disclaimer (for this chapter and the rest): I own nothing from pirates of the caribbean or any lyrics. Only my poetry if I decide to put it in.
Ch 6.: Fun in the Sun
Jack and the Turners emerged from the shop wearing their new clothes and carrying their old. They dropped their clothes off in The Longing and walked back to Tortuga with Jack.
Jack was determined to find a hat for Will and affects for both Turners. Only then would he attempt to find the man who branded him.
"Now you do know how to use a sword and gun, don't ye, luv?"
"Mr. Sparrow! Did I not take part in our little adventure last year?"
"Yeh, well, don't mean to put a whole in your keg, but ye didn't do much."
Elizabeth gave him a look of indignancy.
They came to an arms store and Jack told the Turners to wait outside for him.
" 'Fraid you two don't have a lot of experience with –erhm– bartering."
A few minutes later a loud bang sounded from inside the shop and Jack came running out with his arms full. He shoved a pistol and sword in each of the Turners' hands and –flustered– said, "Time we be heading off, eh?"
A fat man with a gun,the owner of the shop, barged through the door and the party took off running.
"Jack Sparrow!" Elizabeth shouted.
"That's captain, luv."
"These are stolen arms aren't they!"
Jack put a hat on Will's head as he nervously glanced over his shoulder to see if the fat man was still chacing them.
"You're not starting off a very good pirate if you're acusing me of stealin' already."
They stopped running when Jack felt it was safe.
Elizabeth was hanging her head.
"I'm sorry, Jack. I'm trying! It's just not what I'm used to– not how I was brought up. I mean, what would my father say—" she choked.
Will hugged her tightly as she tried to keep herself from crying. Jack actually looked sorry for her.
"Don't ye worry about it, luv. The pain will pass."
Elizabeth looked up as if not believing him.
He smiled at her, and helped her up. "Now!" he said looking toward the sea. "Let's get back to me ship, eh?"
'So Jack Sparrow does have a heart...' Elizabeth thought and smiled weakly.
On the way to the Pearl, Jack and Will were arguing over his hat.
"It looks fine the way it is! Let it be!"
"Jack, I look like I'm wearing an umbrella."
"I like you that way," the captain grinned his conceited grin.
"Shut up," Will said laughing and he pushed him.
Midstep and caught unaware, Jack fell and landed in the warm Caribbean water.
Surprised, his head shot out of the water.
"WILLIAM TURNER! You get in here and fight like a man!"
Still laughing, Will peaked over the edge of the dock.
"Nah, I think I'll leave you down there, Jack. I like you that way."
Elizabeth was ready. As soon as Will turned around again she pushed him in, too. However, he grabbed her before he fell. The couple went toppling over the edge to join Jack.
After the entire party was soaked to the bone, Will nearly had his head torn off, and all of them laughing until their sides split, the three of them went back to the Pearl.
Gibbs found them first.
"Sweet Mudder O' God! Wha' 'appened t' you, three?"
And like five year olds, each one pointed at the other.
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Ragetti knew the very instant the curse was upon him again. The feeling of emptiness swirled throughout his body and the call of the gold engulfed him. On the trip back to Port Royal aboard the Dauntless, he and the other cursed pirates had to keep well out of the moonlight.
Once in Port Royal, they were "hanged." Govenor Swann had been happy about it, as well as that bloody scum bag Norrington. But the pirates found it very entertaining: a wiggle and a shake here and there, a last gasp and then hanging limp in triumph over the naïve people of Port Royal. The world thought them dead, extinct. They were free to do whatever they wished. Being undead had never felt so wonderful.
Their bodies were merely thrown into the ocean. No propper burial for pirates. At least they hadn't decided to burn them.
For over a year, the undead pirates had been walking along the bottom of the ocean toward La Isla de Muerta. They passed several islands where the townsfolk were too drunk to notice ragged pirates rising out of the sea but they weren't taking chances. They had already escaped Death's icy clutches once. They were greatful for second life.
The gold was calling them and the strange force pulled them more strongly with each day they did not have the cursed treasure in their grasp.
'The ocean bed is much more beautiful than anyone thinks.' Ragetti thought. After his eyes had adjusted to the light, or lack thereof, he began to actually look around.
Brilliantly colored fish swarmed around the mid-deep, but in the deep, life really was a beautiful sight. Because of the lack of light, few species came to live. Long red and white tubular creatures and sponges sprouted randomly among cracks in the earth. Fish that produced their own light were common, as well as giant squid, whales diving deep for food, and the ancient secret giants of the sea.
The pirates marched on and on. For near a year they had been walking along the ocean bottom. Ragetti took a step and felt himself stumble. His foot was slightly higher than his back foot. They had begun their ascent back into the world.
Ragetti smiled to himself, as he tried to keep his wooden eye from floating away.
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Norrington tried desperately to find men better than Murtogg and Mullroy to sail with him in search of Elizabeth.
As he walked up and down the dock, he knew what a helpless task it was.
Most of the men had never served in the navy but knew how to fire a shot and how to sail. No professionals here. Half of them despised Norrington and would try to over throw him as soon as they set sail. They were damn good sailors, though. He'd have to bargain.
"Gentlemen," he said, "you have come here today in search of an adventure, and that is what you will get.
"I know a lot of you hate me. However, if you don't show it you will be rewarded once we're through. Once Sparrow is found, his plunder will be spread out among the most loyal."
Whispers echoed down the line of men.
"Do you accept this challenge!"
"AYE!"