Bugger!" Jack sighed as his last bottle of rum rolled across the floor, it's last drop seeping through the floor. "That was my last bottle."
He sighed, and put his head in his hands, and propped his elbows on the desk that was strewn with maps. The ocean was a big place, and the infamous Jack Sparrow had no idea where to search for his beloved freedom, and Elizabeth. He heard a knock at the door.
"Enter." he said, getting to his feet.
The door creaked open, and Marietta stood there, fiddling nervously playing with her dress with one hand, twirling her hair with the other.
"Ah, Marietta, what can I do for you, fair lady?" Jack asked.
A smile played across her lips.
"Um, Captain Sparra, I, well, I wanted to hear about Miss 'Lizabeth, seein' as she's so important to ya."
Jack smiled happily. "Well, she's a catch, that's to be certain my dear. She was everything I ever, truly, wanted, other than the 'Pearl of course."
Marietta edged towards him, gently pushing pack her skirts, though Jack was oblivious.
"She was one of the finer things of life that one. Knew exactly how to get to me." he smiled, sinking into a chair.
"How?" Marietta asked.
"Well, " Jack stopped. "Why, Miss Finch, it would appear you are attempting to seduce the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow."
Marietta blushed, "No, sir, I just, I, I saw a ship!"
Jack leapt once again to his feet. "What?"
"It had, er, green sails, and was, um, dark brown…"
"Which way was it heading?"
"North." Marietta replied.
Jack rushed past her, elbowing her out of the doorway. A few seconds later she heard him yelling at the crew.
"We have a heading! Northbound, it seems! Move, you scurvy curs!"
Marietta smiled to herself. That was one way to make a man forget seduction…..
In the midnight moonlight, Elizabeth lay drowsily on her cabin bed. She was struggling to stay awake, but it was difficult. Then, her eyelids drooped, and just as she was drifting into unconsciousness, she heard a sound. It was the single sweetest sound she had ever heard.
She sat up on her bed, rubbing her eyes, and then, she found to her dismay, she started moving towards the door, unable to control her feet, a tiny portion of her brain screaming at her to lie back down. But she couldn't stop. "Help!"
She cried, in a whisper, "Help me!"
She pulled back, but instead of being able to turn back, she heard a horrible piercing sound, like a screaming frog. She screamed, clamped her hands over her ears, sinking to her knees. She couldn't stop, she screamed until her throat was raw, and then she saw darkness, and welcomed it, falling to the floor, slumping further.
"ELIZABETH!"
She felt strong arms picking her up, like a bridal swoop.
"Miss Elizabeth, wake up!"
She felt a sharp slap across her face, and woke up instantly.
"What?" she said, blinking. She saw Jonathan's face gazing down at her. "What's going on?" she asked.
"Madame, welcome, to Siren Cove." he lowered her to her feet, and she looked around. Two walls of cliff stood, looming above her, like jagged shadows.
Then she looked more clearly, and saw hundreds of women. Pale, with blue-ish skin, and catlike piercing ice blue eyes. Long, straight, white-blonde hair reached down to their waists. They were wearing long white gowns tattered, and strewn with seaweed, yet incredibly beautiful.
Their mouths were wide open, and Elizabeth could see fangs, but could hear nothing.
"Why, why can't I hear their singing?"
"Well, Madame, you could hear their singing before. Sweetest sound in the sea. But then they saw that you were a woman, and I suppose the voices changed?"
"Yes." Elizabeth edged closer to Jonathan for protection, remembering the bloodcurdling sound.
"Well, that puts you into a trance. You want to die, your blood freezes in your veins. Your heart stops."
Elizabeth trembled. "So when you woke me, you saved my life?"
Jonathan opened his mouth to reply, but then they heard screams. Vicious, terrifying screams.
What could they be? R&R!