Disclaimer – Nothing about Pirates of the Caribbean belongs to me. They belong to the Gods at Disney. I only own Rebecca Sparrow.
Though not to say that she isn't a good thing to own, it's just that I'd love to own Will, too.
Chapter TwoRebecca's head broke the surface of the water swiftly after she fell. Gasping for breath, she felt herself being caught under the arms, and carried off towards shore.
"I recognise her. But she's not breathing, somebody help me!" A very-fake-Cockney-accented person said.
Becca coughed, and a fountain of water spewed from her mouth. "She's alive!" She heard someone else shout.
Groggily, Becca sat up, and looked around her. "Well. This isn't Rochester. Where am I?" She asked the dreadlock-ed . . . person before really getting a look at him.
Then she screamed. "OH MY GOD!" The brown haired person next to him turned, and she got a good look at him.
'Ok . . . stay calm Beck . . . you've just managed to kill yourself is all. No need to panic . . .' Aloud, she said again, "Where am I?"
"You're in Port Royal, do you not know how you got here?" Will said.
"No . . . I remember jumping off the bridge . . . then hitting the water . . . then breaking the surface of the water here. How . . . how did I get here?"
"I know not, Miss. What is your name?" He asked. Jack was just sitting there, looking kind of bewildered by the entire goings on.
"Her name is Rebecca Sparrow." Jack said hollowly.
Will and Becca turned their heads to stare at him. "How do you know that?"
"She . . . oh, it doesn't matter. Will, this ship I was telling you about, it . . ." They both turned to look at Becca.
"What?" she asked, and Will stared at her.
"How do you know we can trust her? She doesn't know where she is; we don't know if she is who she says she is . . . how can we trust her?" he whispered in Jack's ear.
"She is Rebecca Sparrow. We can trust her. Now, about this ship. They've been going around kidnapping young girls for three years. Now, they've kidnapped Elizabeth." Jack said.
"But . . . I just saw her! I saw her five minutes ago!" Will replied.
"Are you sure it wasn't her sister, Emily?" Becca asked.
"How do you know about Emily?" Jack asked. "You don't come from around here, how could you know that?" he said, advancing on her.
"I don't know. I just . . . said it. I don't know how I knew." Becca replied, backing away. "It's kind of like the prostitute thing . . ." she whispered, half to herself.
"What 'prostitute thing'?" Jack asked, outraged. "I'm not having any-" He stopped. He'd come too close to revealing the truth about how he knew who Becca was.
"I was once asked a question in a quiz about popular hangouts for prostitutes in the 17th century. I answered it straight away, and it was the right answer. And I didn't know how I knew it. It was weird, to say the least. So this 'Emily' thing is like that prostitute thing." She said, hitting the railing of the dock. "Yo, do you mind letting up a bit with the sword, Captain? I'm not too happy about this."
"No. How do you know about Emily, or that I'm a captain, for that matter?" Jack replied, pushing a bit harder.
"I- I-" the world turned black, and Becca fainted. Will rushed forward, to catch her, and forgot about the sword. She scraped her chin on the sharp edge of the sword, giving herself a cut.
Will hit Jack on the arm. "Clever. Now what do you propose we do?"
He asked.
"We can't leave her here, we've got to take her where she can sleep, and be safe. If you haven't noticed, she's a young girl, around the age of the ones they're taking. We must make sure she's not taken.
"Your shop would be the best place. I'll stay with her." Jack said.
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A/N – What do you all think of my second chapter? A BIG thank you to LoneFenix, FencingBabe7 and X2 Aeon Darkness IX. And yes, LoneFenix, it was one of my friends. My best friend, and my sister, in fact.
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