Chapter 2
The Emerald of Tathern
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Chapter 2
The Emerald of Tathern
Danielle slowly regained consciousness and realized she was definitely not in London anymore. She lay in a small room aboard a creaking ship. She looked out the tiny window and saw rain cascading off of the glass. Dark clouds blocked any moonlight that tried to come through. She supposed that they had gotten what they wanted and was now leaving. Her and the necklace.
But what did it mean?
What was it?
And why was it so important to them?
Danielle slowly got up and balanced herself. She figured she was in the captain's room because of the actual bed, desk, maps, and a compass. She staggered over to the table to lean on and rubbed her head. Pain seared through it probably because of her concussion.
Danielle examined the room more thoroughly and noticed the exit, which she figured she would have to take if she wanted to ever get out.
She moved towards the door and slowly opened it. Outside, the crew worked endlessly to keep the Black Pearl from falling to the depths from the storm.
The wind blew viciously and rain poured violently as if it were hail and stung everywhere it hit.
"Ah, good to see you're awake." Jack said, walking over to her. "Now, since you wouldn't cooperate before, maybe now you will. Hand over the Emerald of Tathern. I really wouldn't like to fight a woman."
Danielle clutched the emerald tightly. "No. Why have you taken me here?"
"How many times must I explain it?" Jack said while flamboyantly waving his hand, "I want the emerald."
"But…why?"
Jack sighed, "I see you're a stubborn one." Thunder boomed in the distance as Jack took a swig of rum, causing Danielle to make a sour face.
Jack walked swaying a bit from the rum, into the captain's room. Danielle followed.
When he got into the room, he walked over to the table and unrolled a map that was torn and stained. He pointed to an island near Isle De Tortuga. "This here is why I need it."
"I think you need to elaborate more."
"Alright, alright, don't be pushy now. This is Isle De Herta. An uncharted land. No one is aware of its presence except me because I found this map. The natives there need the Emerald of Tathern for their rituals. It was stolen by one of my men and the natives were quite angry. It got worse when that man lost it. When I found out, I sent him to Davy Jones' Locker. But, it was too late and the emerald had drifted somewhere. That leaves me a cursed man by the natives."
"Then, I found it." Danielle glanced at the map and shivered. "So, they have dark magic and can curse anyone."
"Aye."
"But, knowing you filthy pirates, you'll leave me on that island until I rot! How do I know that you will bring me back to London?"
"You mean what's left of London."
Danielle's eyes widened. "Y-You mean to tell me that the government didn't stop you?"
"Of course not, love, we left when we got what we came for. The emerald, rum, and loot."
"You scoundrel!" Danielle backed up abruptly.
"It was a good cause." Jack waved his hand again. "We just need the emerald. I will not fight you for it. Well, I suppose I will if I have to."
Danielle glared at him. "I propose you take me with you to Isle De Herta to see if you're telling the truth."
Jack looked up from the map, "Alright, then."
--London—
Mrs. Forn hurried over to what was left of the Blacksmith Shop. She forced open the jammed door and dust flew everywhere.
"Mr. Turner? William? William Turner?"
She suddenly heard a coughing fit from the corner and hurriedly went over to support him.
"Oh, deary are you alright?"
"Yes, thank you Mrs. Forn."
"Oh, dear, it was that Captain Jack Sparrow again."
"What? After I've saved him, he comes and attacks! He's nothing but a-
"Oh, but that's not all deary." Mrs. Forn interrupted, "You know that nice young lady who is my apprentice at the bakery? Her name is Danielle Williams, I believe."
"Yes. If I recall right, we met when she was moving in. I helped her move some heavy objects in."
"Well, for some reason, they've captured her." Mrs. Forn said, panic rising in her voice.
"What?! But, why? Jack must have something planned."
Will walked slowly to the broken Blacksmith door and glanced out at the rain. He turned back to Mrs. Forn, "Do you think Commodore Norrington would let me use the new ship?"
"The Voyager? Oh, no deary. He only lets government use it. Only leaders. He wouldn't care if poor Miss Williams has been captured."
"Well, if you can keep it a secret, I'm going to be borrowing it."
Mrs. Forn nodded. Her grey curls bounced and her wrinkled hands rested on her apron.
"Well, then now I must go."