And here' is another chapter of The One That Captured His Heart!
A little time skip is in here, so I added up ages so it wouldn't be so confusing.
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4 years later, 10 years old
The notorious pirate ship sailed full mast in the wind, giving shivers upon anyone who saw it. The Misty Lady sailed peacefully in the wind, sailing in the Caribbean ocean that belonged to it.
However, two children aboard saw it as a ship of adventure, trials and dangers, which excited the children rather than scare them to be on one the most notorious pirate ships on the Caribbean, save for The Queen Anne's Revenge or the Flying Dutchman.
Ten year old Jack Sparrow and Alastia Delante sat together with the crew as they ate their dinner under the deck. The two liked eating with the crew rather than eating alone in the Captain's Cabin with Captain Teague, who rarely spoke at dinner, much less held a conversation.
It had been four years since Alastia left Islas de Spanita to travel with Jack and his father, an infamous pirate that she later found out. Life was equally challenging upon the Misty Lady . Alastia was treated as part of crew, and was given crew duties, that she could handle at the age of ten.
However she was tougher than most, working harder in order to prove her worth, handling her load, which meant even fixing canvas masts for hours until her fingers were bloody and swollen from being pricked so many times.
She decided to continue wearing boy's clothes upon the ship, as she couldn't do her duties in a dress, and to also deter some of the shadier than most pirates part of Teague's crew.
Jack had not known what his father meant when he had said that Alastia was his responsibility long ago. Although now he had wizen up among the years.
He never knew how dangerous it actually was for Alastia, his best friend, to sail with them upon the seas. He was always by her side, lest his father separated them to do different duties. The two were near inseparable.
Even Jack and Alastia shared the same room, separate hammocks, taking the first mate's cabin, Captain Teague making him sleep with the crew after constant pestering from the two children.
"Jack!" Alastia whispered to the boy beside her after she had finished her meal of dried beef and stewed potatoes the ship's cook had made as dinner.
"Whaf?" Jack said, his hair annoyingly in his eyes as he filled his mouth with soupy potato.
"Where do ya there we be going now?" Alastia asked him looking out at the rest of the crew.
"I nof know. Even...Dad won't tell meh." Jack said slowly after he had finished swallowing.
"Hmm, Aye did ye think he tell Bithin? He be his fist mate afta all..." Alastia wondered as she peered through the space between Darred and Ra'ahet to look at Bithin, the huge tall black man with several tattoos.
Bithin was Captain Edward Teague Sparrow's first mate, and a fierce some mate at that. The man reached at almost the size of Jack and a slightly shorter Alastia together. Even the muscular man well towered over Captain Teague, but was ever loyal to him, more than Captain Teague had ever noticed.
"Aye, He probably do... but I nay want ta go near him. He'd have a bad temper if ya interrupt his eating..." Jack mumbled.
"Aye then. I'll go!" Alastia said, completely ignoring Jack's last comment with a grin as she stood from the long plank serving as a long bench and walked up to Bithin, Only for the ship rock violently, the sound of the ship's wood splintering from far off.
Just as the man on duty in the crow's nest, worthless crewmate he was, woke up and yelled "We're under Attack! Starboard hit! It's a rogue!" He managed to yell before cannon hit the crow's nest, sending his lank body filled with bloodied splinters into the black ocean.
Alastia fell on the floor, and Jack helped her up from the floor on wobbly legs as the crew started up to the deck, and to load the cannons.
Bithin suddenly grabbed the two children in one rough swoop, taking them to the Captain's Quarters, just as Captain Teague ran out sword brandished out, dreadlock swaying, as he notice the children.
"Lock the children in me quarters." Teague said, ordering Bithin who had Jack and Alastia in his arms.
"No! Let meh fight!" Shouted Alastia. She was ready, prepared, and she knew how to use a sword, but was much more deadly and nimble with her dagger.
"...Especially the feisty lass." Teague said before he went out to defend his ship.
"Stay in here. Or else." Bithin said in his deep rumble of a voice before shoving the two children in the room before closing the door, the door clicking shut as sounds of cannons hitting wood and yells and screams, and the roar of Teague as the rogue pirates planked his ship.
"We should be fightin Jack! Would ye let yer fatha just defend alone while we sit an twiddle our thumbs and hope we don't sink?" Alastia said at Jack.
Jack got up and his face went dangerously close to hers.
"We ain't gonna sink. We will prevail, Sparrows always do." Jack said angry at Alastia.
"Sorry. I'm just angry. Why even we are in the blasted room, while Bithin and Cap'n and Darred and Ra'ahet and everyone else fight and we be stuck here. And we can fight!" Alastia huffed as Jack's face receded from hers and she got up walking over to Teague's desk and fell as the ship swayed violently.
They sat there then in utter silence save for the obvious fight of pirate against pirate, sword against sword on the ship, screams and moans of the fateful rogues who dared attempted to seize Teague's ship.
"Look the other ship is on fire!" Jack said as he looked out the bay window. Alastia went and stood next to him as they saw the ship sail toward the poop deck...which was right below the Captain's quarters.
The ship was aflame, its masts showing a bright ball of fire, half the ship's stern had started to sink from the obvious gashing hole in the hull.
"We won! Those bloody bastards don't know who they be messin wit!" Jack said delighted.
Alastia frowned as she heard the sound of whirring and whistling.
"Jack…" Alastia said in fear as both Jack and Alastia started to run to the door as several cannonballs
Crashed through the glass and wood, sending shards and splinters flying towards the two children.
The blast sent both children crashing to the ground, tumbling as Alastia cried out in pain as a slab of mangled wood hit her face from Teague's desk.
Alastia rubbed her head dazedly and groaned in pain, her vision red and blurry.
"… Jack? Are ya alrigh'?" Alastia said as he rubbed her blood out of her eyes.
"Help!" A far off cry reached her ears as she came closer to awareness.
"Where are ya?" Alastia yelled as a hand grabbed her foot.
"Help me get this bloody pillar off me damn leg! It bloody hurts!" Jack cursed as he strained to get the roped pillar off of his leg, pinning it painfully between the pillar, which had a tangled mess of rope around his leg and between the splintered wooden floor.
Alastia climbed over the wreckage and help lift the heavy wood off of Jack's legs.
They both groaned with strain, stars dancing in front of Alastia's eyes as she put every fiber of her being into lifting the heavy beam off of Jack.
Jack let out a small yelp as the sudden weight was lifted off his legs and and blood rushed back painfully into his limb painfully.
The floor under them creaked uneasily as the damaged pillars supporting the floor broke, sending the pillar rolling down to the gaping hole of the cabin.
The pillar fell, and both children watched in panic as the rope quickly went with the pillar, the rope shortening fast as the rope, tangled around Jack's injured leg pulled harshly, and yanked Jack suddenly from his resting spot and towards the open hole of the cabin.
Jack in fear tried to hold on to any remaining stationary item in the cabin as he was pulled toward the ocean, but his clawed hand caught nothing as he free-falled into the ocean with an ice cold splash.
The of ice water shocked him to his core but forced himself to hold his breath as the pillar sunk to the ocean depths, Jack along with it.
Jack struggled to see in the dim ocean water, only illuminated by the enemy's burning ship, which had given its last stand.
Jack tugged at the ropes violently, but the ropes only constricted tighter upon his leg with a painful squeeze.
"Jack!" Alastia screamed to the top of her lungs just as Bithin kicked down the door.
"Where's Jack!" Bithin yelled above the commotion on the deck as he saw only Alastia in the cabin, and a gaping hole in front where the bay window once was.
"Jacks sunk down! I gotta get him! I'll come back with him, keep an eye out!" Alastia said and before Bithin could hold her back she jumped from the damaged cabin and plunged into the cold ocean with a splash.
'No way Ima hand you over to Davy without a fight.' Alastia thought as she was engulfed by deathly cold ocean.
Jack's lungs were burning and he cursed himself for not having nothing to cut the ropes with as fear crept up in him and he thought he nearly felt the cold claws of Davy Jones snapping up his soul.
But he couldn't breathe! He was going deeper and deeper into the ocean, his eyesight was becoming blurry and his tears were mingling with the ocean.
'Take a breath! I can't breathe! BREATHE!'
His mind commanded his mouth to open and swirling black ocean invaded his mouth, his lungs, as water filled them partially, a higher level of panic setting in as Jack coughed out more precious air, and a half conscious Jack Sparrow realized he was drowning, and that he couldn't escape.
Alastia opened her eyes and forced them to keep open even though the salty sea water burned them.
'I won't let ya die Jack…promise' Alastia thought as she kicked her feet towards the bottom struggling to see through the dark ocean until a barrage of escaped bubbles hit her face, floating rapidly to the top.
Alastia exerted every muscle, every thought into pumping and kicking her legs, propel ing her nimble figure down further into the ocean, and it didn't take her long to find the sing, non moving body of Jack Sparrow
Alastia's heart sunk to the pit of her stomach as she swam towards him, seeing his pallid face in the dim ocean light.
He needed air, even just a little. Even her own lungs were starting to yearn for a fresh breath of air.
Her lips connected to his for a brief life saving moment as she released air into his lungs.
She needed to cut the rope, or they would drown. There was no way Alastia was going to let Jack see Davy Jones by himself. If Jack did, then so will she.
Alastia gripped Jack's clothes and propelled herself down to the exposed course rope.
Alastia quickly snatched out her dagger and started to saw the course thick rope, fiber after fiber being torn.
Her lungs were on fire, but she kept on, knowing that surely The Flying Dutchman would be arriving to collect both their souls unless they can get air soon.
"Where are they? Where's me boy!" Teague bellowed looking down into the ocean solemnly.
He fretted for the well being of his son. There hadn't been anyone who he'd though who was more important in his life. Not that anyone would know that.
Captain Edward Teague Sparrow held the banister of his ship with an iron grip. He had yet to see two or even one head surface from the sea.
Teague wasn't a man known to be caring or even sentimental of things. He was of one thing, or person of that matter. His son, Jackie.
The unruly haired boy was the only thing that had his attention, and he prayed to Calypso that she would spare his son.
"The girl went after him, in tryin' to save him. She plunged bravely afta him. I'm sure that the girl will bring him back." Bithin said in a deep rumble next to Teague.
Panic and concern welled up in Teague well as the thought of losing his only son. He didn't care about the girl that much honestly, she was Jack's little useful playmate, keeping Jack company s that he wouldn't pester the bloody hell out of him every waking moment.
"Well get some bloody crew members in a dingy and scour the ocean surface!" Teague bellowed, Bithin actually flinching slightly back at the ferociousness and viciousness of his words before ordering the most able crew to a dingy.
Adrenaline coursed through Alastia's veins even as her body protested, her arm on fire in the cold water as she sawed through the last thread and propelled through the water, a very limp Jack in her arms as Alastia struggle to reach the surface as air started to seep from her lips, escaping to the surface above her, that seemed so far out of reach.
"Wonder if they'll eva come up." Creed said exhausted.
"Doubt the two little buggers are alive, we should just go back-" Creed stated before being yanked at the collar by Ra'ahet.
"Don't ye dare say that ye blooday bloke! They be good kids yea? If they died because o' yer lack o' searchin I wonda what the Captain'll think, especially afta I tell em that you tink his kin was dead aye!" Ra'ahet said murderously, letting go of his collar.
"Alrigh' alrigh'! I'll keep lookin', I'm just sayin' I doubt two kids can hold their breath fer five minutes unda water." Creed mumbled.
"They be good kids aye? Alastia she be havin a heart o' gold I swear. Too good to be a pirate, too mischievous to be a laday. Be a great loss ta lose her…eh?" Ra'ahet stopped as he saw a few pocket of bubbles break the surface.
"Wot the hell?" Creed said as more bubbles surfaced, a large shape moving toward the surface.
"It's the kids!" Ra'ahet yelled to the ship as a nearly conscious and relieved Alastia burst through the surface gasping violently, her lungs shuddering against her chest, as her arms splashed at the surface.
Teague looked over his ships banister, barking out hurried orders to the remaining crew.
She held Jack, his head bobbing precariously above the surface. Alastia didn't know how she did it, but she knew she couldn't last any longer, even if they had reached the surface
Strong arms pulled the two children out of the water and into the dingy as Alastia's exhaustion overcame her, and her eyes fluttered shut, as all senses left her, the last image that flickered through her mind was of her best friend Jack, pale and unresponsive.
Air was forced down his lungs painfully, throbbing in his chest as Jack's eyes flew open his head turning side ways, his lungs rejecting the water residing in them.
He coughed roughly, gasping for long needed air, his lungs wheezing.
His body was weak, to weak to try and sit up, exhausted from adrenaline drain and fear, and the more obvious lack of oxygen.
But he was alive. His eyes crinkled together as Jack breathed in ragged breaths, trying to regain control.
He was quite sure that he had drowned.
Then he saw her.
Alastia was next to him laid out and soaking wet, her dark brown locks curled and tangled with seawater.
Her Spanish face was pale, and her eyes were fast shut, her breathing deep and controlled, yet slightly labored.
Jack reached out to her but a familiar voice stopped him.
"She be alright Jackie boy. Just passed out is all. Just glad me boy is safe. She saved your life, Jack." Teague's voice came through soft and concerned.
Exhaustion crept over him as he stared at her drenched form, his eyes fluttering shut as he nodded.
Jack Sparrow would never forget the day Alastia saved his life.
And The end! Of this chapter! So much in store for these two!
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