Started With A Kiss
Chapter 28 – It's All Over
"Do ye fear death, James Norrington?" Davy Jones smirked. Norrington merely looked up at the cruel man.
"Not at all," he replied calmly. "But if I do die today, I'll be glad to know I died fighting you."
"I can almost guarantee that's how you will die," Davy Jones retorted.
Norrington grabbed his silver sword from his holster and saw Will sneer at him.
"You still have that?" he leered.
"Why not, Turner?" he answered. "It has served me well in the past."
That wiped the smile off Will's hatred filled face. "I despise you," he spat at Norrington.
Norrington smiled pleasantly. "Yes, because I'm really head over heels in love with you," he said sarcastically, rolling his eyes. "Hit me with something that might hurt, eunuch."
"I have a gun," Will challenged pathetically.
"Clearly not, if you're a eunuch," Norrington replied, smiling.
"Nice comeback," Davy Jones interjected. Norrington frowned at him. "Can we continue fighting please?"
"Continue?" Will scoffed. "You didn't even start."
"That's because a bloody whelp with no sword of his own keeps interrupting," Norrington said through gritted teeth.
"Turner?" Davy Jones said. Will looked at him. "Shut up!"
Will scowled at Jones and walked off. Jones turned back around to face Norrington.
"Let's get this over with," Norrington sighed.
Jones nodded, and tightened his grasp on the handle of the chest with one hand, drawing his sword with the other.
The first clash of the swords nearly knocked Norrington off his feet. Jones certainly knew what he was doing when it came to fighting sword fights.
But after that, Norrington no longer underestimated his opponent, and fought back as hard as he could, occasionally looking for opportunities of weakness from Jones to take him by surprise. Unfortunately, they were very rare, and Norrington would have been foolish to attempt any of them.
Suddenly, Jones laughed. Norrington gave him a questioning look.
"What?" he asked suspiciously.
"You might as well give up," Jones replied maliciously. "You aren't going to win."
"Who said anything about winning or losing?" Norrington smiled. Jones' face faltered for a second and then Norrington delivered a great blow with his sword that sent Davy Jones flying at least two metres away from him. Norrington gasped for breath before running for the chest that Jones unknowingly dropped.
He grabbed it, and began to turn and run the other way.
But, Jones caught his ankle, sending Norrington through the air, and then thudding to the ground flat on his stomach. Somehow, Norrington had managed to keep a tight hold of the chest, even as he fell.
He heard Davy Jones give a triumphant laugh behind him, and turned to look over his shoulder just in time to see Davy Jones standing next to him, a twisted and evil smile upon his tentacle covered face. Norrington didn't even have time to gasp in shock before he watched Jones sink his sword into his own back.
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On board the Black Pearl, Jack and Tia Dalma had been hiding in the shadows, out of the way of the fighting in order to watch the duel between Jones and Norrington on the other ship. Even Elizabeth, who had taken a moment to look away from her own opponent gasped in shock as she saw Jones stab James.
Jack and Tia Dalma both gasped in unison and Tia Dalma covered her mouth while Jack's eyes widened dramatically. That was certainly not part of the plan. Jack immediately moved, running upto Elizabeth, knocking various crew members out of his way as he went. He grabbed Elizabeth's arm and she looked up at him, shock filling her eyes.
"Come with me," he said shortly, dragging her to the side of his ship.
"Where are we going?" she asked mildly.
Jack looked down at his chest, saw the key was still hanging around his neck, and looked around for a rope. He grabbed it quickly.
"Hold onto me!" he demanded. She obediently wrapped her arms around his strong frame and felt her feet leave the floor. She closed her eyes from the queasiness, which wasn't at all helped by her pregnancy.
They slammed down onto Davy Jones' deck and saw that Norrington was still desperately gagging for air. Jones was too busy admiring his handiwork with the sword to notice the chest lying nothing more than a metre away from him.
Jack sneakily passed the key to Elizabeth, who immediately picked up on his plan. She nodded silently, wordlessly, as Jack drew his sword, a vicious and vengeful look upon his face. His features were filled with hate as he looked upon Jones, who looked surprised to suddenly see Jack Sparrow in his midst.
"Sparrow?" he asked confusedly.
"Remember me, do ya?" Jack smiled.
"I thought you were dead," Jones went on, narrowing his eyes.
"I was," Jack nodded. "But now I'm not!" he shouted fiercely, swinging his sword at Jones, who was without a weapon, having used it to murder Norrington, and yet he still managed to dodge Jack's attempts without any struggle at all.
"You're a foolish man, Jack Sparrow," he sneered. "You know I can't die."
"I believe you can," came a female voice from behind Jack. Knowing what Jones was capable of, Jack didn't dare turn away from him, instead asking, "Elizabeth, is that you?"
"Yes," she called back.
Jack observed Davy Jones carefully. His eyes were growing colder, if that were possible, and his scaly skin grew paler.
"You're not as foolish as I had assumed, then," he said bitterly.
"Seemingly not," Jack smiled icily as Davy Jones fell to the floor before him. Jack slowly approached him, and kicked his shoulder nervously with his foot. Jones did nothing; he was dead.
Jack turned around to face Elizabeth, who was kneeling beside Norrington. Jack smiled as he saw the blade in Norrington's hand, the heart bleeding in front of him.
Jack walked over and knelt down next to Elizabeth, who put her head on Jack's shoulder, looking down at Norrington's peaceful face.
"What does this mean?" she whispered quietly, her voice wavering; she was going to start crying. Indeed, in seconds, she turned her head and started crying and sobbing into Jack's chest.
Jack wrapped his arm around her as he replied confidently, "It's over, darlin'. It's all over."
OK, just to clarify, that means the war's over, not the story! Couple more chapters to go yet.
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