The sail to Singapore was not what I had hoped it to be. There were countless times where everyone was so busy, they barely knew I was there. Jack hadn't want me to do much aboard the Black pearl except bring him food and rum, which I guess I didn't mind for it gave me a reason to get out of my room. But the further we sailed, the more I missed my family.
I wondered to myself often, if they missed me. If they were out looking for me, sailing across the water, relentlessly trying to find me. But with the countless night I had stayed awake, I realized that I was asking too much.
After 5 days of sailing, we had finally reached the docks of Singapore. Of course we hadn't docked in plain sight, for the sighting of a pirate ship in Singapore? Not a very good idea, and most likely, word was out about the attack on Port Royal, thus we had to be on guard during our stay.
Aboard the Pearl was the only other female pirate besides myself (even though they didn't quite accept me as one yet.) Her name was Suzan but she preferred to be called "Bloody Jane" We had decided to split into groups of two to avoid suspicious eyes. No one had seen Jack since the ship docked and I was beginning to question the real reason behind why we came to Singapore.
The streets of Singapore at night were quiet except for the drunken singing and laughing coming from the pubs near to the docks. All around, no villagers or soldiers patrolled the streets, which gave us an easy advantage to go on ahead and explore. I was with Bloody Jane and the conversations were nothing short of boring.
"whatever you do, don't draw attention to yourself. Jack said to meet em' at the Black Skull Pub and Inn." She said to me. At that point, I looked at her annoyingly and gestured towards my attire. I was still wearing the ball gown they had kidnapped me in.
"Oh my..." She replied and stroked her chin with her finger.
At that moment, we both turned and looked over to a group of giggling girls who pranced across the street and into what appeared to be an old-looking beauty shop. Bloody Jane smiled and grabbed my hand.
"Come." She said and dragged me into the shop. The girls were neither pleased or excited to see us. But Jane managed to convince them enough and before I knew it, I was being dressed to blend in.
Jack was with Luke, Mr. Gibbs and two twin brothers who went by the name of " The Devil Sons" but their real names were Kendrick and Brian. They all sat at a secluded table in one of the many dark corners of Black Skull Pub and Inn. Drawing as little attention to themselves, Luke eventually got up and made his way over to the bar where I requested five mugs of Rum. Of course he didn't have to pay, for the Black Skull Pub was always home for those of the Black Pearl, and thus they offered their hospitality. Returning with the bears, Jack pointed over to a man sitting at the opposite dark corner of them.
"There he is..." Jack said.
"what's he for?" Gibbs asked as he sipped his drink.
Chugging down on his, Jack whipped his beard and said, "The man who knows everything there is to know about the Blood Treasure."
"Yes...I heard he and his crew were the closest to ever come to it." Luke replied and slouched in his seat, sitting with one foot crossed highly over the other. Wandering female eyes soon fell on him, to which he replied with a sly grin and wink. Jack hit him across his head.
"OW!" He replied and sat up.
"Focus Boy..." Jack replied followed by a rather loud Burp.
"Don't tell me what to do Jack..." Luke replied, got up and made his way over to the girls who obnoxiously started laughing.
Jack sighed and turned his gaze back to Gibbs and the twins, who all sat, blank faced, looking at him in disappointment.
"What?" He asked them.
The twins shook their heads in unison.
"After all this time...you and your own son STILL can't seem to get along..." Gibbs replied.
"It's not like that. My son and I have a successful bonding practice." Jack replied and smiled at his son whilst raising his mug. A gesture to which Luke replied by simply rolling his eyes and continuing his conversation.
"..." Jack looked down at the table and furrowed his eyebrows.
"UhhHuh..." Gibbs replied and crossed his arms.
"Shut up." Jack looked up and replied simply. He then got up and made his way over to the man at the opposite table.
"I'm looking for a Benjamin Hornigold." Jack leaned in and whispered to the man, who's hat covered his face whilst he smoked on his pipe.
"Yea? Why So?" the man replied, not bothering to look up.
"Just a bit of urgency surrounding the Blood Treasure..." Jack replied and sat at the table. At that point, the man put down his pipe and looked up at Jack.
His face smelt looked aged and fatigued. His skin was bleached from all the work he had done, his lips, parched and dark. his eyes were a light green, well, one of his eyes was a light green for the other had such a thick cataract that it seemed difficult for him to blink it. He puffed smoke into Jack's face. Jack coughed.
"So...goin' after the treasure egh?" He replied and began laughing a dusty, diseased laugh.
"It would appear so..." Jack replied, still coughing.
"Don't." He replied simply.
"Why not?" Jack asked.
The man raised his face closer to the light to reveal a large gash over the eye that possessed the Cataract.
"Cause only death is your reward if you go." He replied.
At that point, Jack leaned in further to listen, sensing that he would tell him more. He did.
"Fifty men aboard a large vessel couldn't face the darkness that protects those waters. The land reeks of sorrow and death. No trees grow, nor do flowers bloom. The murky waters hide the most sinister of monsters. And for what? A Large underground treasure chamber."
He laughed.
"...You know...the story goes that it was the treasure of Pharaoh Seti the First that hides there. Yep. They say he sailed every single ruby, diamond, gold and pearl away from Egypt all out of the paranoia he had of his City's riches being bled dry. But after THIRTEEN DAYS on water, he never found a single place to hide it well enough and avoid prying eyes of pirates. So one night, the Pharaoh prayed to his Gods for a secluded location and by the next moon, they had found an island. Now this island was no ordinary place...it had all sorts of wanders and that's what attracted the Pharaoh the most...He KNEW that no one would come looking for his treasure...all because?" He said, waiting for Jack to finish the sentence.
"...the island and waters are hidden and cursed." Jack finished.
"Exactly. CURSED. Cursed by the one powerful God of the Egyptians...umm..what do yuh call him..." Benjamin began to fling his hands around the place, hoping the name would come back to him.
"him?" Jack asked.
"Yes..yes..the one with dog head...Anu- something..." He replied.
"Anubis." Luke replied and sat next to his father.
Benjamin pointed to him and nodded.
"The God of the underworld. They say that Anubis answered his prayers to keep it safe and in return, he made the island cursed." Luke continued.
"There's more adventure out there beyond the Caribbean Jack... I suppose you found the Blood child then?" Benjamin said.
"We did...but does she really have to come with us" Jack answered desperately.
Benjamin laughed.
"Well how else are yuh going to find it?" He asked sarcastically.
"You see..Anubis liked to play games...and what a game it would be to have the map to the secret location of the Blood treasure given to the mind of a young woman of age 20."
"But the one we have is only 19..." Luke said.
"Yes...but her birthday IS coming up in the next week now is it?" he replied.
Luke thought back to the files he had pulled during his 'stay' at the palace.
"Next Tuesday."
"Next Tuesday is the night of a Crescent moon." Jack said and looked at him.
"which is also the anniversary of the arrival of pirates in the Caribbean." Luke replied to his father.
"And the crescent moon is also the mark of Anubis. Congratulations. You fitted all the pieces into the puzzle. The girl you have...is the blood child indeed." Benjamin ended and took a puff from his pipe.
Jack sat, looking at the table. It all fitted. Clarice IS the blood child.
"Now listen to me. I've sailed to those waters. All I can tell you is to BE ON GUARD. The magic of Anubis is no witch craft, nor is it anything to walk over."
I walked into the pub to see men drinking, women dancing and laughing filling the rum laden room. I scouted out the countless tables to find Jack and the others.
"Over there." Jane said and pointed towards a table in the corner where three men sat, heads close to one another as if they were telling tender secrets.
"my Dear! Clarice?" Gibbs walked over to me and said.
"NOWWWWW yuh look like a PIRATE!" Gibbs continued and drank from his mug. He was drunk, I knew it.
I felt slightly uncomfortable. I wore a close fitting brown, lace up corset with a hand woven cloth decoration adorning the neck line. Dark red, tight pants covered my legs shielded over with knee high pirate bucked boots with a slight heel. My Hair had two large plaits adorning the sides whilst the rest flowed freely, allowing my natural curls at the end to take full affect. I wore gloves since it hid my pampered hands since it didn't mirror that of a "Pirate". Everyone watched me as if they could see straight through me, which made me feel even more uncomfortable.
"JACK!" Gibbs yelled from across the room. At that point, Jack, Luke and the man they sat with all looked up to him with stunned faces. Yes. Gibbs was definitely drunk. I saw Luke look at me. At that point, his eyes opened wider just to make sure it was actually me he was looking at. Something told me to wave but I felt that after the kiss that night, he was being distant with me, and now that I had finally got his attention, the urge to wave suddenly turned into a cold shoulder. I turned my gaze over to the table where the crew was sitting and laughing at Gibbs put on a show for them.
"JACK! LOOK! DOESN'T SHE LOOK LIKE A ...PIRATE!?" He yelled out and made his way drunkenly over to them.
"I tell yuh...WITHOUT A ...DOUBT...THIS...IS...The BLOOD CHILD!" He said aloud. of course at this point, everyone had noticed him.
I saw the whole crew facepalm themselves.
"Ahhh...so this is the one we've been looking for..." A man said from behind us. His hair was nappy and he had a brown eye patch over his left eye.
"Don't even think about it...WE DESERVE THE BLOOD CHILD! It is MY destiny to find that treasure." Another said, looking just as nasty and ignorant.
"Now now..." Jack replied quickly and pranced himself over to us.
"Although I love to make wagers...you would have to forgive me when I see...She...is NOT for sale." He said and flung his hands to make his point more clear.
"Whoever said we were going to buy her..." the first pirate said and drew out his knife from his coat pocket.
Jack gulped.
"I would...really...not...like a fight." He said quite timidly.
"Why not?" Luke replied and pulled out his duel blades. It made me wonder where he kept them but I knew there was a greater matter to worry about. At this time, almost all the pirates in the room had pulled out sharp blades and other dangerous weapons and began to surround the table we were at.
"Uhhh..." I said and began to shiver slightly.
"Here's what." we all heard a voice said from behind the crowd. Turning our gaze towards it, we saw a good looking young pirate with short, spiky hair and and a very attractive face climb atop the bar counter, with his long sword in hand.
"Whoever wins the fight...wins the blood child." He said.
"NO...NOPE...no no no...There is ABSOLUTELY...NO NEED...for a fight." Jack interrupted.
"Fine." Luke replied and kicked the nearest pirate to him.
At that moment, all hell broke loose. I watched as pirates fired rounds and swung their swords at one another. Glasses broke on heads, backs fell on tables and battle cries and screams were sounded from almost every mouth in the room.
I managed to escape to the back room of the bar where two pirates lay bloodied and defeated. I hid under the table where they stored the Rum and prayed for the bar brawl to be over soon.
"Psssst..." I heard a voice say amongst all the chaos.
"This way..." I saw the pirate from earlier say.
"How do I know I can trust you?" I replied to him.
"Do I look as though I want to find something that lures death? Now come on before you get snatched." he replied.
Somehow, I felt myself ready to believe him and as a result, I followed.
He led me to the back of the pub which was relatively quiet, except for the brawling going on inside. I began to worry about Jack and the others, but my worry was short lived when I heard the yell of a man from atop the building.
"WATCH OUT!" He said and held on tightly to a rope that was fastened to the roof top. Suddenly, he launched himself off the roof top and plunged his way down, with the rope bringing his demise to an abrupt halt. He slammed into the wall on impact and let go of the rope, landing back first in a pit of mud. Of course. It was Jack.
"How did you get out of there so fast?" I asked him as I helped him up.
"I'm...Captain...Jack Sparrow love." He replied and wiped the mud off his shirt and hands.
It wasn't long before the others came out of the pub, either by themselves or fighting another plain handed. Luke came out fighting two Norwegian pirates solo. I watched as his duel blades were flung with the utmost care and accuracy. He truly was a brilliant fighter. He stuck his sword into one of the pirates whilst impaling the other in the eye with his other sword. Jack winched at the sight.
After a while, everyone was gathered. The brawl had died down slightly but some fighting could still be heard. The crew members were all huffing and bloodied, which showed signs of absolute victory.
"One of you is missing..." Jack said after doing a head count.
"Jack!" we heard Gibbs say from up the alley way. He ran towards us, shirtless with scratches across his flabby torso.
"Jack thank god I found you...I thought you all had gone and left me." Gibbs said as he stopped infront of Jack and the others.
At that moment, without a warning, Jack slapped Gibbs across the face.
"WHAT WAS THAT FOR?" Gibbs asked as he stroked his cheek from the redness it began to exhibit.
"You're an idiot." Jack replied plainly.
"Exactly...you should mind what you say." Luke walked up to Gibbs and said.
Jack slapped him too.
"WHAT WAS THAT FOR?" Luke asked enraged whilst holding his cheek too.
"You're an idiot too."
Jack then walked over to the unknown pirate he stood next to me chuckling to himself.
"And who my good fello' are you?" Jack asked him.
"Ryan." He replied simply.
"Have a ship?" Jack asked.
"No." He replied. As I listened to his replies, I realized that he was french.
"have a crew?"
"Nope." he replied simply again.
Jack watched him up and down as if surveying his appearance to determine his next question.
"How's to say you come aboard the Black Pearl to aid us in our quest for the blood treasure since we are one man short and a lady cannot fit the boot?" Jack said all in one breath.
Ryan smiled.
"Treasure doesn't interest me much Captain Jack."
"well it does me...and where we're going...well...let's just say...it's no Picnic." Jack replied.
"Well-"
"IT'S SETTLED!...Welcome aboard the Black Pearl son...now we should get going before they come for me." Jack replied and began to walk back to the ship with over two bottles of rum in both of his pockets and one in his hat. It was then that I realized.
"Did he just seriously steal the rum whilst they were fighting?"
"He's a pirate love." one of the crew members replied.
I allowed all of them to walk in front on me and carry on whilst I walked alongside Ryan.
"Thank you." I told him as we walked back to the ship.
"It was a pleasure...who knows..you might've saved me as well...for I was actually looking for some work..." He replied and looked down at the ground.
"Yea? Why a Pirate's Pub?"
"Quickest way to find an adventure I suppose."
"Or find you're death..." we heard Luke walk past and say to us.
"I've already died...trust me." Ryan replied to him.
Luke turned around and continued to walk backwards.
"So if I stick you with my sword now...would you tell me if it'll hurt?" He asked.
"Sure thing Princess."
Luke scoffed and went on ahead.
We soon returned to the Black Pearl. I could see the sun beginning to rise over the horizon and we had to be sailing away from the coast before the light hit it. I helped in anyway I could. I saw Jack leaning near the sails, his thoughts seemed out of place. I knew then, it was probably not a good time to ask him what I wanted to. But now I was a pirate. Courtesy and etiquette had no place for a pirate.
"Who was the man you were speaking to?" I went up and asked him.
"An old friend." Jack replied and walked towards the stairs. I followed him, dodging busy pirates along the way.
"Did he tell you anything of meaning?" I asked him.
"UhhHuh..." Jack replied and ascended the steps.
"Well?"
He stopped. "All I'll say is that you ARE the blood child...and if you don't believe me, wait until your birthday."
"That's absurd. How would he know?" I asked him.
Jack turned and looked at me.
"Because he once possessed one and went about the voyage we are about to undertake."
I thought about it for a minute.
"But if he did...then he would be dead wouldn't he?" I asked him. I could tell Jack was growing slightly impatient with my questions.
"well that's the thing love...He is dead." Jack said and continued into the Captain's quarters and shut the door behind him.
I felt a chill run down my spine. Was the man Jack and Luke had a conversation with really dead? Was it a ghost I saw? I couldn't believe it, but somehow, I felt I could.
my gaze soon shifted to the land near where we docked the ship. There was a large lantern post there with grass and ferns covering its bottom. there was also a man hidden behind the post, staring directly at me. I shuddered.
"FREE THE SAILS AND LET ER' FLY!" I heard a crew man shout to the others.
The shout startled me and distracted me for a minute. I quickly turned back to the post but to my surprise, no one was there anymore. A draft of cold early morning breeze brushed over my skin. Was it him? The man at the Pub with Jack and Luke...was it him that I just saw?
Luke: I need to know NOW Dad. WHO. .MOTHER?
Jack: *distracted* was she English? Sweden? No...POLISH!
Luke: *facepalm*
Clarice: oh I feel so sorry for you...
Luke: Shut up...go play 'tell my story' with Ryan. *rolls eyes*
Jack: *still distracted* maybe Venezuelan...I do remember Venezuela...*smiles like a pervert*
Clarice: hahaha...are you Jealous?
Luke: Of that fruit cake? pfft...NO.
Ryan: *flexes*
Clarice: *drools*
Luke: *straight unimpressed face*
Ryan: Don't hate the player..hate the game.
Luke: AHAHAHAHAHAHA...I kissed her fool!
Ryan: HA! just you wait...That'll happen with us for sure.
Clarice: WHA-
Jack: SHE WAS LATIN!
Clarice: -_-
Luke: -_-
Ryan: -_-
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