WARNING:

This chapter has a lot of violence, and blood, and gore and it isn't very pleansant for those of you who are innocent! So ye be warned. Read at your own risk!

Authors note READ! Helps explain a few things:

Ok, so it is more or less following the story line of DMC, however, I've, in my infinite wisdom, have decided to leave a whole lot out, and now we have dandily skipped to the end of the second movie, without all that stuff in the middle…well actually I've just sorta mixed the whole movie up really, but any who, I'm sure you won't hate me too much for it! And I've decided, also in my infinite wisdom, that I shall be cruel! Mwhahahahahahaha! But not yet, but soon, so stay tuned for evil and unfortunate things to happen!

DISCLAIMER: I wish dearly that I could own these characters, …in particular Jack Sparrow, pity that he is only a character, but I don't. And I' don't own Johnny Depp either, as much as that is a crime against nature…ehem did I say that outloud! Any way, a little freaky mouse and his owners, own these characters, though he doesn't deserve to, and as such, I am just left to my never dying, unconditional love of POTC and Jack Sparrow, sorry Captain Jack Sparrow, and my strange obsession! Right. On with the story

P.S please review. If you don't like J and E pairing, get used to it, because they are a pair…can you not see the chemistry? Hmm? Any way, if you don't like J and E pairing don't read, because you won't like it. Any way. Constructive criticisms always welcome and wanted, and please tell me that you love it! Sorry, no, be truthful, I suck at writing, but please, feel free to ignore bad writing and enjoy the story line! And tell me how to improve! Muchly appreciated, yours truly WMR

Chapter 4: If only

Elizabeth hurried out of the cabin following Jack. In her gut she could tell that something was terribly wrong. What she beheld outside the cabin almost made her sick. It was chaos, quite simply. Tentacles, which she could only presume belonged to the dreaded beastie, The Kraken, were causing all sorts of mayhem aboard the Black Pearl.

Sailors went flying in every direction, being slammed into the sea to meet with their unfortunate death, and others being dragged under, one could only presume to be eaten. Almost right in front of her, a sailor that she barely knew got squished beneath the weight of a tentacle that came crashing down onto of him. His final scream of terror and then the gut wrenching sound of his dying gurgle made Elizabeth throw up into her mouth. She took a deep breath but when the tentacle lifted off it's victim, and the mess that it left in its wake meant that Elizabeth couldn't contain it any longer. She heaved her guts up onto the decks of the Pearl and then shrank back momentarily but upon seeing Jack run into the middle of the danger went to do so herself. Just as she went to rush forward into the battle she realized that she had no weapons.

"Damn!" she exclaimed and ran back into the cabin and to the locker.

Quickly arming herself with the sword and pistol she made sure that all was secure and easy to remove in a battle. Satisfied she went to join the battle. The sound of glass shattering halted her momentarily, looking behind her to see what it could be, but knowing already Elizabeth was momentarily frozen. The tentacle seemed to have spotted her, but how she didn't know and it came straight for her.

Elizabeth lungded out of the way and heard the table which she was standing, splinter and smash as the weight of the tentacle landed on it with quite a force. She winced with the thought that that could have been her but did not dwell on it, with the brief moment she was given for escape Elizabeth ran to the door, flung it open and almost got outside when she felt the tentacle wrap around her leg.

"JACK!" she yelled terrified and then let out a short scream as it pulled her down. She was winded instantly as she impacted with the hard wooden deck of the Pearl, she blacked out momentarily as her head hit the floor, but pure fear kept her from blacking out for too long.

Awareness came back to her quickly and she felt her self being dragged back into the cabin, she tried to calm down quickly and think. When that didn't work she simply tried to find something that she could hold onto. Her arms flailed around looking for something, anything by which she could hold onto to stop herself from being dragged to a horrible death. Finally her breath returned to her lungs and she used all that was there to scream for help. But it was too late, she felt herself being lifted up, and her arms got cut by the glass as she was drawn out of the window to be lifted up high above the sparkling, yet littered ocean.

The tentacle drew her up high above the ocean, and as Elizabeth hung from her legs she got a birds eye view of the carnage continuing on the ship. She noticed grimly that she couldn't see Jack, but felt sick when she saw the amount of blood that was staining the decks of the Pearl with the deaths of so many sailors, with the deaths of people who had become her friends.

She realized that there was no hope, she was going to die, and die a virgin. For reasons unknown that thought was particularly frightening to her.

The tentacle has started to fling her about, and Elizabeth was starting to get sick of it. She was literally sick from the motion, but she was fed up with being thrown around like a toy. Why didn't it just get it over and done with and stop torturing her and kill her already. That thought kicked started something in her, she didn't want to die, she shouldn't be resigned to this awful fate of dieing a virgin. After all, she had the opportunity to be with a great man, who incidentally was really good looking, in a pirate kind of way, and had a great body and she wasn't going to give that up for anything.

Filled with knew determination she decided that she hadn't given up yet, she was still relatively close to the pearl when she was flung in that direction and she tired to reach out to find purchase where she could pull herself out of it's grip. Everytime she came around to the Pearl she was stretch out and try to reach it. On a few occasions she actually managed to grab a hold of the railing of the pearl, but was not able to gain a good enough grip and was quickly ripped back. All of this seemed to be taking forever, but in reality it had only been a few minutes at the most.

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Jack had thrown himself into battle without a second thought to the danger he put himself into. He wasn't going to let this damn beastie take his Pearl again. Never! He chopped at

Tentacles where ever they appeared near him, and helped sailors who were fighting, and loosing against other tentacles. At one stage he glanced back, and saw Lizzie dashing back into the cabin, probably to arm herself for the battle. Satisfied that she was in no immediate danger, and half aware that she could probably defend herself efficiently he turned back to his own battle.

He was so emerged in fighting that he almost didn't hear his name being screamed out over all the noise. Turning around he suddenly remembered about Elizabeth, but couldn't see her. But from where he was standing he could see straight through the open doors to his cabin, and the mess inside.

His tummy sank, and a horrible realization came upon him.

"LIZZIE!" he screamed, almost as if screaming her name loud enough would make her appear before him.

He hacked at a tentacle which came between him and the cabin and as it slithered away injured he ran into the cabin. A quick look around told him that she was not here. Yet he could see drag marks through the debris and he was sure he heard a scream. That horrid feeling came back upon him and he was gripped by fear of what had happened to Lizzie.

But he hadn't give up hope yet, he continually told himself that she was still alive, in a mantra that was all that kept him from breaking down. Following instinct he went to the window and looked out. What he saw first gave him hope, and then scared the life out of him.

"shit!" he muttered to himself. He watched feeling helpless as Lizzie was flung around by a tentacle. Frozen he waited for it to slam her into the ocean, but when it didn't happen, he snapped himself back into action and tried to think of a course of action. His brain worked frantically through the options available to him, and none of them were 100 fool proof. Looking at her again he came to a decision.

"Lizzie, please live. I can't imagine a world without you" he whispered to himself as he took out his pistol, made sure it was loaded, cocked it and then aimed.

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Elizabeth heard a shot, over all the others being fired. At first she wondered why that shot was so important that her ears would pick it up and then she realized that there was a halt in her flailing. It seemed like the world stopped again, time moved as though through malasses in winter. She felt the grip around her leg go slack and the tentacle start to wither. In the brief moment before the world started to move again she glanced up and saw Jack standing proudly in the window. His hair moving slightly in the breeze, but his face was deadly serious, lacking the mischievous look that had been their so often. The tentacle flung her lightly upwards, letting her go and then fell to the ocean. The tentacles fall was lucky because it broke the surface for Elizabeth as she fell momentarily after it.

As she hit the ocean though the air was still knocked out of her lungs for the second time that day and she swam desperately to reach the surface. When she got there she gasped for air, trying to fill her lungs quickly while staying afloat. On one of her bobs above the surface she heard her name and a loud splash shortly after. She tried to call out his name, but there was not enough air, in fact, there was not enough air for her to survive.

She felt and saw the blackness come over her eyes, and fought it with all her will. She felt her limbs go weak, and then limp, but somehow she was still aware. Even with the knowledge that her body had failed on her, she still tried to call out to Jack.

Just as her awareness was going to leave her too, and as she sank further beneath the surface she felt something grab her wrist and pull her upwards. She could only presume it was Jack. That was the last thing she felt or remembered.

To be continued.

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