Chapter Six: Tortuga

"What are you looking for this time anyway?" Will asked, darting a nervous glance at the obese lady he had encountered on his first visit to Tortuga.

"Th-" Jack stopped himself. What was he looking for? "Nothing, really. Just thought you'd want a wedding at sea."

At least, that's what he wanted Will to think.

But, you see, our Will is no idiot. OK, when it came to accepting his father's old life, he was, but overall, he was a pretty smart guy. And he had been... noticing things(a/n: Dun, dun... DUN!). Like the way Elizabeth had been so flustered around both him and Jack. How Jack was acting very 'fond' of Elizabeth. More than usual...

"Give the boy a hand," A dry, female voice said behind him.

Will turned his head, but there was no one there.

"Jack," He said casually, "You aren't... attracted to Elizabeth at all, are you?"

For some reason, something came into Jack's head. Was it... guilt? Nah, couldn't be. He was Captain Jack Sparrow. So, he dismissed it as heat stroke and decided that he needed more rum.

"Elizabeth? Of course not."

"Yeahyaare!" A female voice cough-said behind him. Hmm. She sounded oddly familar... He looked behind himself to make sure it wasn't Scarlett or Giselle. The voice obviously hadn't been either, but Scarlett, who was very angry at him(duh) went up to slap him anyway.

"Been a while, hasn't it?" She asked sweetly.

Wham!
"That looked like it hurt," Will commented, for Scarlett had actually used a frying pan. He was about to help Jack up, but then, remembered the strange things going around. Slowly, he leaned down next to Jack's unconcious face.

"Bad luck, mate."

And walked on, wondering if hanging or stabbing would be better to kill the pirate if he was trying to get Elizabeth.(a/n: Just wanted to add a bit of randomness, and I'm sure that that would've happened)

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Meanwhile, Elizabeth was in her cabin, staring at her reflection. But not because she had a new dress or anything.

"You are so despicable," She said to herself, "Acting this way! You're going to be married! But... to whom?"

"You know," A helpful voice added, "They say talking to yourself is the first sign of insanity."

"Wonderful," Elizabeth sighed, turning, "Just what I need! Then again," She pondered, "I'm talking to a goddess. Might've been insane, anyway."

"That a girl!"

"You seem to have had this problem a lot," Elizabeth realized, "What did you do?"

Aphrodite gave her a blank look. "With which one?"
"E-excuse me?"

"Which one?" She asked, "I personally preferred Ares and Adonis out of all of them..." She gazed off into the distance. "Quite the lookers..."

"Well then," Elizabeth sighed, "What did you do with them."

"Um... nothing really. It all kind of crashed and burned."

Elizabeth stared for a moment before collapsing onto her bed. Aphrodite waited 'til three for it, then began to count.

"Three.. Two... One...
"How are you the goddess of love if you can't keep track of your own relationships?" Elizabeth yelled.

"Ah, that's the brilliance of it," Aphrodite smiled, "I don't have to. I just keep track of everyone else's."

"Then... have you ever had your heart broken? Truly?"
There was a long silence.

"Why, yes," Aphrodite murmured, looking away. "Yes, I have. But that man, he tried to break me. He tried to break me so badly, that I couldn't TAKE IT!"

Elizabeth suddenly realized that a small fire had started out of the goddess's wrath, and it was growing. Quickly. She grabbed a pail of water and doused it out, then turned back to Aphrodite.

"Who was that man?"

Aphrodite gazed at her for a moment. "I can't tell you. Never. Never in a million years shall I tell anyone who I fell in love with. And in fact, so far, I've been keeping that vow."

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Elizabeth tipped her hat down, hoping no man saw her. She was still dressed as woman, and she had heard of how men in Tortuga acted...

Aphrodite, who had been following her for protection, was dressed as man, and really, she still looked as feminine as ever.

This was the goddess of love, for crying out loud.

Suddenly, a man blocked their path. "Sorry, lassies," He grinned drunkenly, "I can't let you go on."

"Told you the costume wouldn't work," Elizabeth muttered.

Aphrodite suddenly slipped two swords from the belts of two drunks nearby. She handed one to Elizabeth.

"True. But this might."

Both of the women stared at the man, and he simply called a friend over.

"Didn't see that coming," Aphrodite admitted, "Well, I have nothing to worry about, being immortal, but you, Lizzie, might wanna watch your back."

With that, the battle began.

Elizabeth heard the sound of her sword clinking with the other man's, and was quite happy that Will had taught her how to fight.

"OW!"

She turned to see Aphrodite clutching her side. Blood seeped through her fingers.

For a minute, that is.

The wound suddenly healed up, reminding Elizabeth of Barbossa and his crew. Aphrodite smirked at her opponent, and was about to attack him again when-

"OOF!"

Both man fell to the ground, and Will and Jack dusted themselves off, looking triumphant. Both had just dropped from the roofs, and Jack, being afraid of heights, was quite proud of this.

"You know," He commented, "I could have sworn that this lass was injured just a moment ago."

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OK, what was your fav line from that chapter? Just wanna see if you like serious or humor better... R and R!