Chapter 10-Dropping Will off
Hey guys it just two days before my exams start I can't wait to get them over with and better than that I've got an offer from a uni! Hopefully next year I'll be up in Liverpool :D but this is the next chapter the title kind of explains what will happen!
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I woke up to the sound of splashing. I had always been a light sleeper. So I moved quietly and quickly. Putting on my tunic and pants, before slipping on my sword as I hid in the shadows. I saw Will tying a dead boy onto a barrel at the bow of the Pearl, he paused for a moment, using a dagger I had seen on his belt at all times, since he was on the Dutchman. I sat behind the barrels on deck. I heard Jack make his way up to Will behind him.
"Bravo, you escaped the brig even quicker than I expected," Jack said smiling slightly, as Will turned around obviously in shock pointing his small dagger at Jack, as if it could do any harm to him, "William, do you notice something? Or rather do you notice something that is not there to be noted?"
Will looked around confused until it struck him, "You haven't raised an alarm."
"Odd, isn't it? But not as odd as this. Come up with this all by your lonesome, did you?" Jack asked in an almost patronising voice, pointing towards the barrel which had a dead body lying on top of it, joined by rope.
"I said to myself, think like Jack," Will said with a smile obviously quite proud of this idea.
"And this is what you've arrived at? Lead Beckett to Shipwreck Cove so as to gain his trust, accomplish your own ends? It's like you don't know me at all, mate," Jack said indifferently. I had to stop myself from laughing, this idea did actually sound like something that Jack would completely do, "And how does your dearly beloved feel about this?"
Will didn't answer back instead choosing to look out towards the horizon.
"Ah," Jack said in realisation, "You've not seen fit to trust her with it."
Will's voice was quiet when he spoke, "I'm losing her Jack. Every step I take for my father is a step away from Elizabeth," Will keep this eyes out at the ocean.
"Mate, if you choose to lock your heart away, you'll lose it for certain," Jack said almost sounding sympathetic towards Will's situation, "If I may lend a machete to your intellectual thicket - avoid the choice altogether. Change the facts. Let someone else dispatch Jones."
"Who?" Will asked looking at him in sudden interest. Jack stuck his chest out as if he was back being a navy officer. Will looked at him sceptically, "You?"
"Death has a curious way or reshuffling one's priorities. I'll slip aboard the Dutchman, find the heart, stab the beating thing. Your father goes free, and you're free to be with your charming murderess," It was funny to believe that before we met again I believed that Jack actually loved Elizabeth, now you could see he hated her. I understood why she did it.
"What about your dearly beloved, Scarlet? You'd leave her? Just like that?" Will asked, I felt my breath catch. They were talking about me now.
"It doesn't matter anymore mate. She'll outlive me by a long time anyway," Jack said sighing slightly. So was that one of the reasons he couldn't look at me anymore. Did he really think I would live without him, was he that stupid?!
"And you're willing to carve out your heart and bind yourself to the Dutchman, forever," Will asked even more sceptically.
"No mate, I'm free forever. Free to sail the seas beyond the edges of the map, free from death itself," Jack said smiling, like the cat that got the cream.
"You've got to do the job though, Jack. You have to ferry souls to the next world. Or end up just like Jones," Will smirked, stroking his chin to show what he meant.
Jack touched his chin looking disgusted by the idea of having tentacles, "I don't have the face for tentacles," he said in a freaked out voice, then he cheered up, "But immortal has to count for something, eh? Oh!"
Jack gave Will his compass. Will looked at him in confusion, "What's this for?"
Jack just smiled back, "Think like me, it'll come to you," he said, then he exhales puff of strong rummy breath into Will's face and Will falls overboard. Jack cuts barrel with body on it loose and pushes it overboard too, "Send my regards to Davy Jones!" he yelled as Will floated away.
I ran out of my hiding place and over to the rails to look at Will floating on the barrel, next to the dead man.
I turned and face Jack, whose face was full of shock at seeing me now. Obviously he hadn't heard me on deck beforehand. I stormed over to him and stood in front of him looking him straight in the eye. He moved a step back, my eyes showing the damage I wished to do to him, "He is our friend, and you just pushed him overboard. Why shouldn't I do the same to you?"
Jack took another step back trying to find an escape, "Come on Love. I know what I'm doing."
"I pray you do Captain Jack Sparrow, cause if you don't we all end up dead. This isn't just you anymore. It's bigger," I said angry in his direction before turning on my heels and walking back into my cabin.
I dropped down by the door and gently began to sob, for everything. For the friend's I had lost, for my crew who by following my orders were all killed, for Jack who couldn't love an immortal girl, for Will and his unknown fate aboard Beckett's ship, for the future and the dead that would come soon.
Because I knew now that the war was inevitable. We would fight, but I was going to make sure as hell that there would be no way that us Pirates would lose.
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