A/n: Welcome to another chapter! Thanks to all who review! I heart all my reviewers!
Disclaimer: I don't own POTC…damn…
Chapter Three: The Sword in the Mast and the Trouble it caused
Why was Ana doing this to me? First I get accused of being a pirate, now I'm getting my ass kicked. Okay, well I shouldn't jump into things right away before explaining my self. So, I challenged Ana to prove I wasn't a pirate. It was working out quite nicely, except for the fact that she had practically ripped my shirt off. I was thrown a sword from another crew member.
I looked at it, and then quickly lifted my head to see where Ana was at. She was running towards me. I let out a scream of terror and lifted my sword to block her attack. She began to swing like a mad-woman. I closed my eyes, hearing the clang of the swords was still making me uneasy. I pushed her off and tried to catch my breath.
"What are you trying to do kill me?" I yelled, running from her once more. I hid behind the mast, moving which way and that to avoid Ana's sword again. She began to crackle madly, as if she hadn't had a very good sword fight in a while. A small noise escaped my mouth as I tried to climb up to the crows nest. It worked but she followed me up there. I backed my self up to edge and looked back. It was a long way down if I was to fall, and I don't think I'd make by with just a scratch.
Ana cornered me and raised her sword up. I clutched mine and leaned back, which was a bad idea. I tumbled over the side and began to fall down to the ship's deck. I could hear Elizabeth scream from near by, because I know she just woke up and had no clue what was going on. I looked at the sword in my hand and then at the mast. I brought my sword up and thrust it into the side of the mast. I held on tight and came to stop about half way from the ground. I sighed in relief.
I reached for the ladder that led to the crows nest. Swinging my self on to it, I began my journey back down to the deck, in a much slower and safer way. The sword was stuck in the middle of the mast and I knew I wasn't going to hear the end of it from Elizabeth. But I decided not to worry about that and thank god I wasn't thinking about meaningless things while I was falling to my death. I proved my self though. I proved that I wasn't a pirate. If I was, I wouldn't have run away.
"Oh my god, Allison! Are you trying to get yourself killed?" I heard Elizabeth say from behind me as I reached the bottom of the ladder. I turned to face her and only smiled. She then hugged me and led me to the helm, where I was surprised to see Jack at the wheel. She looked me over to see if I had injured my self. When she was done she moved to looking under my shirt to see if there were any wounds unseen to her eye. She lifted up the sleeve of my right hand and gasped. I looked at her confused like. She must've seen my scar. And indeed she did.
"Ally, where did THAT come from?" She asked, running her fingers over it and lifting my sleeve more to see how far it went.
"Honestly…I don't know." This was the truth. Ana might have been right. It was a story my father had told me. I frowned as Elizabeth unrolled my sleeve. What if everything, every story my father told me, was fake. A lie so I wouldn't remember the past life I had lived. If there was a past life. And for crying out loud, can a child so young possibly be a pirate.
"Elizabeth, can I ask you something?" I said turning towards her as I snapped out of my thoughts.
"Of course, what is it?" She said coming up next to me and waiting patiently.
"Can a child, be a pirate?" She thought for a moment, her eyebrow's furrowing.
"I believe any one can be a pirate, if you were born into it," I highly doubt I was born into piracy, but it could be an option.
"So Ana-Marie kicked your prim and proper arse up there did she now, lass," I heard Jack say from in front of me. I looked up and glared.
"My prim and proper arse, as you so kindly put it, was almost killed," I hissed, glaring up at him. He just continued to look down at me, towering over me with his hands on his hips. I continued to glare. I could see what woman saw in Mr. Jack Sparrow, and I didn't mind it. Maybe, instead of marrying the commodore, I can marry someone like Jack Sparrow, and then my children won't be ugly and want tot commit suicide. Wait…Did I say I would want to marry some one like Sparrow? Wow, the sea must really be getting to me.
"What ever lass, if you don't want that nice little arse of yours getting hurt you might as well stay aboard." He said, shrugging his shoulders, like he didn't care one bit.
"Stay aboard, where are we going?" Elizabeth cut in, waiting for Jack to answer.
"Tortuga…" Jack grinned.
"I don't bloody care what he says I'm going. Ha! Prim and Proper," I whispered to my self as I buttoned up the jacket Ana had lent me. She helped me tuck in my hair my hat and we both left her cabin. We walked to the docks behind Jack, Will and Elizabeth. Tortuga? Had I been here before? I'm sure I heard the commodore talking about it. The last pirate town, but this place looked so familiar to me. You never know, seeing as I've been lied to half my life.
Ana and I stepped over a few passed out pirates on our way to a bar to pick up a few crates of rum. Rum, I don't even know if I've tasted it. Well I did take a little sip back in Port Royal, but it didn't taste horrible to me. We waited, I was still very angry at Jack for saying that to me. True I hardly knew the man, but would it kill him to actually be nice?
Tortuga wasn't as bad as Jack made it out to be, with me looking like a man no well man was trying to get into my pants. I yawned as we boarded the black pearl again. I was really REALLY tired. I leaned against the railing and yawned once more. Soon, I heard a shriek of terror from besides me. My eyes snapped open and I looked to who made the noise. Jack was standing staring up at the mast. Ana, Will, Elizabeth and I exchange looks then turned back to Jack.
"Who's bloody putting swords in me ship?" He yelled pointing to the sword stuck half way up the mast. I swear, my life flashed right before my eyes or the life I could remember any way. Elizabeth had told me Jack loved his ship more than anything, I guess I kind of forgot when I was falling to my death.
I tried sneaking, with Ana, to the cabins below. It worked, only we could hear Jack screaming at his crew to get the 'bloody sword' out of his ship. Ana and I looked at each other.
"We're dead if he finds out," She told me, checking the stairs to see if he was around. I nodded in agreement. We both had become quick friends, which for me is strange. I don't make friends quickly, it took me about half a year to become good friends with Elizabeth.
"Well he won't find out!" I cheered, then I thought. Elizabeth likes to tell people things. Even if they do involve some ones pending life.
"Ana!" I heard Jack call from the top of the stairs.
"I'm busy, Cap'n" she called back up, hoping he would buy it.
"Then become un-busy, and drag Miss. Allison with you," he growled slamming the door. Elizabeth was condemning us to death. Ana and I became motionless. We looked at each other; I swear we were both thinking the same thing. We had to get out of here.
"Okay, here's the plan, I'm going to take this fork, and make that hole over there bigger, maybe we can swim back to Tortuga and make a living as lonely fishermen by the names of Mark and Sam…" I said holding up the fork I had found on the floor.
"Sound's like a plan…but how are we going to fix the hole once we're outside the ship?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.
"We don't have the make the whole extremely big, just big enough for us to squeeze through." She shook her head and I swear she was telepathically slapping the back of my head.
Slowly we made our way back up to the deck and slowly we walked to where Jack was standing with his arms crossed. I kept my head down. Not that I was doing it because I was in trouble, it was actually quite funny the way Jack looked at us. He began to talk, but I couldn't hear what he was saying because I was actually focusing on trying not to laugh.
"Therefore, you and Miss Allison here will scrub the deck until I'm satisfied…" I heard that last part. How unfair! I am not scrubbing a deck.
So well, its about midnight and here Ana and I were slowly and tiredly running a rag along the wood. We had washed the same spots now for about thirty minuets. I heard laughing from above and I looked up through the tiredness of my eyes. Jack was standing before us smiling a toothy grin. I lifted up my rag, wet it some more, and threw it at his face.
"Now, what was that for, pet?" He asked, acting a little hurt at my gesture.
"For not killing me…" I yawned, leaning against the side of the ship.
"Now, why would I do that? It would be a shame for such a fine thing to go to waist…" He grinned, rubbing his ridiculous goatee. I kicked him in the shin. Pervert.
A/n: Muah! One more chapter done…I'm on a roll. Hee hee. I think I might post some lyrics…yay! heres some of the lyrics to Bullet.
I think I should go and leave you alone, yeah
Stop this game and hang up the phone,
And more,
I should go into the night alone,
And get inside the cyclone
Its like I wanted to break my bones,
To get over you
'Cos if I stay
I'm number two any way.
