Chapter 7-Confortation

Hi I feel like I don't publish enough, so I'm gonna try and do more. This is the 7th chapter. I'm hoping to create a sequel based on Dead man's chest, what do you guys think? Anyway hope you enjoy,

"The Bloody Scarlet," a male voice came from over the side of the ship from another one riding alongside the White Rose. I froze at the voice, that voice belonged to Captain Thomas Felts. An ex-admiral in the English navy, however now he preferred to help pirates deal with their enemies for a small fee of course, "Long time no see."

"Yes Captain, to what do I owe the pleasure?" I said, making my voice changed from my usual pirating accent to well-mannered English woman.

"I heard you have caused a lot of trouble for my employee," Thomas answered seeming relaxed.

"Really?" I questioned, acting surprised, "I work for the navy these days any job I have done is for them! So you're willing to go against your own county, Captain?"

"Dependent on who pays more," Thomas answered, he was smiling, that evil look in his eyes, like him gave everyone who he had to kill.

"Thank you Thomas that is all we needed to know," I said, "Fire at will boys."

I watched as the cannon balls hit the ship and it slowly began to destroy the ship. I watched the shock look on his face, I'm guessing he didn't want to die. I yelled above the cannons, making my voice the final one he would ever hear, "By order of the English navy I sentence you to death, for pirating and murder. May god have mercy on your poor soul Thomas Felt."

The other ship stood no chance. Once it was almost destroyed I order my new crew to pick up any survivors and bring them aboard. I took off my hat again and let my hair flow out and turned from the wreck I came face to face with Jack Sparrow, letting out a quiet scream.

"I thought I told you to stay in the cabin," I said frowning, "If he had seen you he would have fired without a second thought."

"Ye work for the navy?" Jack questioned.

"Go back into ye cabin and I'll be there in a minute," I said, turning and became ordering the crew and called William to follow me. I grabbed a bottle of rum on my way down, knowing I was gonna need it after this talk.

When I came into the cabin I found Jack sitting in the large rocking chair by the window, staring out at the sunset that was hitting the sea. Will entered the cabin behind me and shut the door.

"Jack," I sighed gently, waiting until he turned to face me, before speaking, "The world is changing again and now we 'ave to change with it. I don't belong with the navy, but in return for me crew and me to be spared I agreed to kill Thomas. He was not worth anything."

"So ye don't work for them?" he questioned to make sure.

"No, now I asked you an' William down 'ere 'cause I wanted to know where our heading is?" I questioned looking between Jack and Will, before taking a gulp of my rum, feeling it burn nicely done my throat.

"We're going after the Black Pearl," Jack said, causing me to spit out my drink over the table. Coughing and spluttering.

"Jack you ain't being serious, are ya?" I said looking at him with wide eyes, I had heard the stories of the Black Pearl and how Barbossa had marooned their captain, Jack himself.

He only nodded, "I get why Jack, but come on. Barbossa would shot you on the spot."

"Not if I shot him first," Jack muttered darkly.

I got up and walked to the other side of the room, realising that we were not alone. I turned to Will, "and ye boy, I take it your stupid to then?"

"They have Elizabeth," Will answered simply.

"Aye, course a lover. The only reason a boy like you would ever come on this," I said smiling lightly at him, in a way he was so innocent.

"Boy like me?" Will questioned.

"Well, ye ain't a pirate, or a treasure hunting like Jack 'ere," I indicated towards the pirate who looked up annoyed at being called a 'Treasure hunting' I had to stop myself from laughing, "so the only reason you would be on a trip like this is for the person you love. I would know," then something struck me, he said his name was Will, short for William I was guessing, he couldn't be could he? "Ye name boy. What is it?"

"William Turner," Will answered, my eyes widened again, Jack was always clever, he had clearly known that this was the barging tool they needed.

"After ye father?" I questioned. Will nodded. I turned back to Jack and confident smile entering my face, "Where will we find them?" I asked.

Jack smiled at me, before bring out his compass and looking down at it "North," he replied simply.

"Aye," I replied before walking out the cabin, "Boys, our heading is north."

Most of the crew shouted back, along with the parrot "Aye."

I went back into the cabin, "Come, I'll introduce ye to the crew."

Jack and Will followed me out, as I walked over to the helm, where a pirate was standing next to the wheel, "This is Cotton. Cotton this is Jack and Will," I said, smiling politely at Cotton, whom I had met when I was younger in Tortuga who had become like a father to me in some ways.

To which he smiled back, the parrot circling above him replied, "Shiver me timbers."

I turned back to Will and Jack, deciding to explain Cotton's problem, "He had his tongue cut out about five years ago, and he taught the parrot to speak for him. No one knows how." I shrugged.

Cotton opened his mouth, showing Jack and Will the remains of his tongue stub that had been left. Jack pulled a face and stuck his tongue at the top of his mouth, the same thing I had done when I had first seen it almost like making sure that your tongue was still there.

I then moved onto the port side of the ship where there was a person wearing a large hat similar to the one I had stolen from Tortuga, I nearly laughed, recognising this girl as well. Although the hat did a good job of hiding her from Jack's view, "Will I'd like to introduce Anamaria. Jack you already know her I believe," I smiled, as Anamaria removed her hat and slapped Jack around the face, causing his head to turn to face Will. That seemed to happen to him a lot these days.

"I suppose you didn't deserve that either," Will asked Jack.

"No that one he did deserve," I smiled at Will, as Jack looked at me almost guilty.

"You stole my ship!" Anamaria said, pointing her finger at Jack angry.

"Actually," Jack began, interrupted by another slap from Anamaria, "Borrowed. Borrowed without permission. But with every intention of bring it back to you."

The lie didn't even sound good to my ears, "But you didn't," Anamaria argued looking like she was about to rip his head off of his neck.

"You'll get another one," Jack promised, looking at me like I was going to help him. I just shock my head, this was his mess not mine.

"I will," Anamaria vowed, pointing her finger again, almost poking him in the nose.

"A better one," Will said joining in with the discussion.

"A better one," Jack repeated for some reason. I didn't think he knew what he was saying.

"This one," Will said, indicating around at the Interceptor. My mouth opened in shock, but then I quickly closed it realising that this wasn't my ship, so I didn't have a say.

"What one?" Jack questioned, before realising what Will was on about, "This one?!" he exclaimed

"If you're so attached give her the Pearl?" I muttered quietly. Jack looked back at me then turned back to Anamaria, one look at her and he suddenly changed his mind, "Aye, this one. Aye?"

"Aye," Anamaria said before turning to me, "Cap'n Jones."

"Ana, pleasure," I said, politely. She stepped forward and hugged me in which I returned, "It's nice to have ye on me crew."

"Who's crew?" Jack said loudly from behind me.

"Share your Captain duties Jack," I said, rolling my eyes at him, "We'll get there quicker I swear it."

"Aye then," Jack said with a sigh of defeat.

I spent the rest of the evening introducing myself, Jack and Will to the crew, before the night shift began. I took over the helm as the stars entered the sky. As I was watching them I could feel a present behind me. I turned and saw Jack looking at me with a kind look on his face, taking me back to my time on the 'Misty Lady'. There was practically no one else was on the deck. He walked and stood by my side.

"There a storm coming this way," I said softly to him as I watched the clouds cross over the moon.

"Ye can go to bed Scarlet. I'll take over," Jack offered, his voice sending shivers down my neck. It had been too long.

"Nice offer Jack, but I only need a few hours sleep," I said before shifting the wheel slightly starboard and turned to face Jack. In the starlight his face looked younger than he did in the day, almost innocent, "So what 'ave ye done in our years apart, Jack Sparrow?" I said, even though I had heard nearly all the rumours before, I wanted to see what he would be willing to tell me.

"This and that," Jack said dismissively waving his hand, "Travelling around. You?"

"Same, taking ship, stealing loot, usual," I said, laughing slightly at our responses. Not really giving anything away.

"What happened to you?" Jack asked quietly, I tensed up slightly not really wanting to answer, "I went looking for you but ye weren't in the wreck."

I took a deep breath before turning and facing him fully, "I drowned. Went under and couldn't get back up, but something happened under there. I lost consciousness, and when I woke up the person who found me told me that I had stopped breathing around three time, that I should have been dead, I was in the water for two days. I should have been killed. I ain't sure what happened, probably never will know everything. Since then I have found that I can't die."

"What do ye mean?" Jack asked, looking at me in disbelief.

"Well, put it this way. I was died in three ship wrecks, had five different hanging, out of them two actually broke my neck, I have two shot wounds that I should 'ave bleed to death from, but I never did. Barbossa stabbed me ones, and I have this lovely branding," I said lifting my arm up, showing him the healed 'P' that was the sign of a caught Pirate.

"How?" Jack began but I had to interrupt.

"I can't really explain until I know Jack, and I just don't," I said, taking a hand off the wheel and touching his face, "I've missed you Sparrow," I said softly, feeling his face his strong jaw under my fingers as he lent into my hand a bit more.

"Captain Sparrow love," he whispered as his breath fanned my face. We moved closer, just as our lips were about to touch, a cough came from behind me.

I turned to face Will, who looked embarrassed for interrupting, "Aye Turner?" I said looking at him for an explanation.

"Gibbs was looking for you Captain Jones, said something about you hiding 'his bloody rum'" Will said looking away.

I laughed lightly before pulling away from Jack, "Aye that would be it," I turned to Jack, "Think ye can stir without killing us?" I asked sarcastically.

"Love, I'm Cap'n Jack Sparrow. Savvy?" Jack said, adding a bow.

I now couldn't help laughing louder, "Aye I savvy alright," I walked over to the Cabin knowing that was where Gibbs was probably searching, hearing Jack's laugh reaching my ears.

It was an hour later that night when I was called back out on deck, the storm I had predicted was active in full force. Jack stood at the wheel as the ship swayed side to side. The waves crashed against the ship, soaking the deck with water and the lightening shone in the sky, lighting up the night.

Everyone was on deck, trying not to fall over board as they moved to and from the deck. Pulling ropes, hoisting the sails. Will looked like a drowned rat as another giant wave came on board making everyone fall over yet again.

"How can we sail to an island that nobody can find with a compass that doesn't work?" Will yelled out in anger at Gibbs.

Gibbs smirked slightly as if he knew a secret that no one else knew, "Aye, the compass doesn't point north but we're not trying to find north, are we?"

I looked up at Jack standing at the wheel with rain pelting down on him, looking at his compass.

I stumbled up the stairs towards Jack, trying to stop myself from falling overboard, "We should probably drop canvas know Jack," I yelled, knowing we needed to soon.

"She can hold a bit longer," Jack yelled back, having obviously more belief in the Navy's ships than I did.

"What has you in such a fine mood Jack?" I asked/yelled at him. Looking at the slightly smile on his face.

"We're catching up," He yelled back.

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