Hola! I mean... insert random pirate greeting here.
I'm back with another update!
Like I said, remodling suck so I'll be home ALL stinkin' week.
Which is really fun.
Yay.
Anyways, I've decided to update.
Cause remember, and update a day keeps the Kraken away.
Here's your update!
Enjoy, loves!
♥Captain Autumn♥
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He smiled down at her sleeping form. He was really confused on why they were in a closet, and asleep in said closet, but stopped thinking that when he saw her chest gently rising and falling.
When her eye opened, he quickly shut his, not wanting her to know he had been staring at her.
She rolled over, and hit her head against the wall of the small closet she found herself in. She opened her eyes, and looked around the dark, four-walled prison, only to soon see that Will was asleep on the ground just beside her.
Although, she believed otherwise.
She smiled as she brought herself up to her knees and said, "Will?" He didn't move, but she could tell that he was awake. "Will?" He pushed her hand away, and when his back was turned to her, he smiled. "Will!" She was basically whining now.
She sighed, Will thought she had given up, but a moment later, she whispered in his ear. "I know you're awake." He still didn't move, so she said, "You ticklish, darling?"
He made no movments, though in his mind he was completely cursing at himself for not waking up sooner. He was ticklish.
Very.
She smirked when she saw that his shirt was hanging open, just slightly, revealing the scar where his heart should be. She sighed, smiling, and took her index finger and began tracing the outline of his scar.
He was trying not to squirm, but eventually, he gave in and yelled, "Elle! Stop stop stop..." He gasped between laughs. Laughing herself, she collapsed back down on the floor as she said, "I knew you weren't asleep."
He smiled at her as he leaned down and kissed her softly. When he pulled back, she twirled one of his curls around her finger and said, "We've been in here all night."
He smirked and said, "So we have, Miss Swnason." He smiled at her flaming cheeks, as he pulled her up to her feet, saying, "We'd better be going before they come looking for us."
She smiled at him. When she continued to do so, he asked, "What?"
She shrugged, still smiling, as she said, "Can a heartless man love?"
He pulled her gently to him and said, "I don't know." He kissed her again, but not before saying, "-but I can sure as hell try." She giggled as he kissed her, but stopped when the ship shook violently, sending them both crashing against the wall.
"What the bloody hell was that?" Elle asked, following Will out the door. He took her hand, and carefully, the two of them made their way up to the deck. Much to their surprise, it was only early morning. They had been thinking it was at least in the middle of the day.
"Jack-" Will had started to ask when they got up to the captain who was trying his best to steer the ship. But Will was cut off when the ship shook again, sending him backwards into Michelle.
"Ow! Will!" She cried when she fell against the mast. He went over to her and helped her up, saying, "Sorry, Ellie." She rolled her eyes, but followed him up the stairs once again.
"Jack, what's going on?" Will managed to choke out as he and Elle grasped the stair rail for dear life as the ship shook again, sending half of the crew back with it.
Elle watched in horror as the front of the boat lifted up, sending some crewmen into the sea. "Jack!"
"Love, I know." He hissed, though not directly at her. He was staring dead ahead of him. Will turned to follow his gaze and said, "Jack, wha-"
There was a ship. A small one, but there were a lot of old, rugged pirates on board, chanting around a fire that had started in the middle of the ship.
He listened closely, and realized with a pang what they were saying:
'Hear our plea, hear our call. Rise from your grave, watery deep...'
Elle walked over to the edge of the ship, watching them with some amusement. Will's fears were confirmed, and he ran to the edge of the boat, and grabbed her back, yelling, "Get away from the rail!"
Clinging to him, she asked in a surprised voice, "Will, what's wrong with you?" He just shook his head and stared in horror.
' Tear you victim, limb by limb, kill you victim, life to end...'
"What the bloody-" But Elle never got to finish her sentence.
'Kraken! Come to us, avenge your death, hear our plea. KRAKEN! Rise from the depths..'
"JACK!" Will yelled when he saw the oh-so-familiar pink tentacle rise up above the captain. Jack turned and cried, "Oh bugger."
Elle screamed when the tentacle made contact with the ship, not really destroying anything, but taking a few crewmen with it. Jack fell down off of the deck, onto the floor about 6 feet down. Elle broke out of Will's grasp, and ran to Jack as he laid on the ground.
"Jack?"
He opened his eyes and said, wearily, "Love, it takes more than a stupid little beastie to take down Captain Jack."
"You sure about that, Jack?" Will asked, helping Elle bring him to his feet. "I seem to recall a time when it did take you down."
"Had to bring that up, didn't we?" Jack groaned at Will. Will smiled, but was cut off by Ellie's screams. Both men looked up to see her flying at least a hundred feet into the air. She was caught by a single tentacle, and drug under water.
"ELLE!" Both Jack and Will ran to the edge of the ship. "Will, you're the captain of the Dutchman." Jack said, removing his jacket. "Go over there and stop it!"
"How?"
"I don't know!" Jack cried, standing on the railing. "How did Jones do it?" And with that, Jack jumped in to the sea, searching frantically for Elle.
Will closed his eyes, and in an instant, he appeared over at his own ship. The soul of James Norrington walked over to him and said, "We've got a problem."
"Is it about 500 feet long, weighs about 3,000 pounds and has 6 tentacles?" When James nodded, Will said, "Yes, I know."
He pulled his bandana tightly around his head, pulling his ringlets back and trying to remember how Davy Jones controlled the Kraken.
Will's eyes landed on the gigantic wheel that was in the middle of the ship. He stared at it for a minute, before saying, "Of course." He stood on the railing and called out to his crew, "Men! On my command, I want you turn that wheel, alright?"
"AYE!" They yelled, positioning themselves around it. He looked out to sea, hoping that he would see Jack and Ellie, but he didn't. With a heavy 'heart', he yelled, "NOW"!
They started turning the wheel. What once would have filled him with fear, now filled him with hope that the monster would be controlled. He had no idea how those people had risen him from his grave, but they did so. And the Kraken was alive again.
He heard that familiar thump as the ship rocked slightly. They all waited for a moment, seeing if it would start back up, but it didn't. He had controlled the Kraken.
Maybe Jack was right, he thought to himself, maybe I am becoming Davy Jones.
Remembering, Will ran down the stairs and yelled to Norrington, "Take over for me. If the Kraken comes back up, do that again. Alright?"
James nodded, then Will materialized back over to the Pearl.
Elle hopped over the railing as Jack lifted her up. Jack took his arm off her waist and asked, "Are you ok, love?" She nodded and hugged him. Jack hugged her back, and motioned for Will to walk over to them. Will did so, and took off his jacket, and wrapped it around Elle.
"We've got a bit of a situation." Jack said to them, as they followed him up the deck. Elle pulled Will's jacket tighter around him, as she leaned on to him, shaking rather violently. Will put an arm around him and said, "Yes. I've kind of figured that out already."
"Jack, who are they?" Elle asked him, talking her eyes off of the eerie pirate ship of the men who had summonded the Kraken. Jack followed the yyoung girl's gaze as the ship dissappeared into the fog.
"I don't know, but I reckon your father sent them." He looked down at her, "Love, how old are you?"
"20. 21 in a week."
Jack smiled, not a happy one, but said, "That's it. You come into your powers in a a week. In a week, he thinks he'll be dead." Jack leaned against the mast as he said, "He wants you dead and he's not going to stop at anything. Little did he know though that we've got the next Davy Jones on our ship. He's Kraken ploy backfired."
"What do we do?"
"Try and get their as fast as we can." Jack's face suddenly changed as he said, "He won't stop until she's dead."
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"Yo ho, yo ho...a pirate's life for me..."
She sung under her breath that night. The days were getting longer, and the Caribbean sun seemed to always be out, beaming down on the decks of the Black Pearl. She twirled around the sword that was in her hands, and marvled as it glistened in the moonlight with every twirl.
It was early night as she sat on the stairs. The night seemed to never come anymore. But it was now, and she looked out to sea as the moon's light reflected off of the ocean.
"We pillage plunder, we rifle and loot.
Drink up me 'earties, yo ho..."
The ship rocked slightly with the waves as the young girl got up to walk over to the mast. Leaning against it, and ignoring the scratchy feeling in her chest and throat when she coughed, she continued:
"...we kidnap and ravage, and don't give a hoot...
Drink up, me 'earties yo ho!"
She stopped singing for a moment. She rested her head against the mast, closing her eyes, and sat in the silence of the the calm, Caribbean night. She was interrupted, though, when footsteps came closer to her. She smiled to herself upon hearing his voice sing in a surprisingly sober voice:
"We're rascals and scoundrels, we're villians and knaves.
Drink up me 'earties, yo ho. ..."
As he sung those last five words, she felt a warm bottle be shoved into her hands. She opened an emerald eye to see a pair of black boots walking away to the railing. She opened both eyes to see Jack standing at the railing, looking out at the sea like she had done only moments earlier. She couldn't see his face, but she could tell he was smirking his 'Sparrow Smirk' as he sung his favorite line of the song:
"...We're devils and black sheep, we're really bad eggs..."
"Drink up, me hearties, yo ho." She finished for him, coming to stand beside the infamous pirate. He smiled to himself as he said, still looking at the moon's reflection, "You really shouldn't be out here, love."
Smilng, she rolled her emerald eyes as he turned his own to her and said, "But you never have listened to anyone before."
Raising the bottle he had shoved at her to her lips, she said, "Oh! Does that sound familiar at all?" It surprised her how the rum burned her throat as it went down. She put a hand to her chest, as Jack looked over at her with a genuinly worried expression.
"Love, are you alright?" He asked, putting an arm around her to steady her.
"Yes." She said, holding on to the railing, for she was now feeling lightheaded. Jack looked down at the rum bottle, and taking it from her, he said, "Maybe we've been having a little too much rum these past few nights, darlin'."
She suddently felt more releaved. Yes, she thought, that's probably it. But her fears came back, as she tried to ignore the pain that was now coursing through her. Not wanting Jack to worry, she put on a brave face, and listened to him as he spoke.
Removing his arm from her waist, where it had been, he walked back over to the mast and said, "You can't tell me that you didn't want to end up a pirate."
She smiled, still in pain, though trying to ignore it, "From what I grew up around? Of course I did."
Jack smiled, turning to face her once more, as he said, "But I don't see a mark on you." He said that as his smile turned into a smirk. His 'P' was shining proudly in the moonlight. Since James Norrington's nephew brought the EITC back in revenge for his uncle's death, pirates were once again being marked.
And all that Jack and the other had worked for those years ago, was to waste a few decades later when Ronald Norrington broght the EITC back stonger than it ever had been. After his death, his son, David, took over.
Wanting desperatley to crush Jack's boast, she raised her own sleeve up to show a 'P' freshly branded into her own skin. Jack didn't look very shocked as he said, "Congratulations, my dear. You've finally crossed over from the land of goddesses to the land of pirates. Well done."
She rolled her eyes as she said, "Just because I have goddess in me, doesn't mean I am one."
"No." Jack agreed, studying her. "You're a pirate goddess. Fair compromise?"
She smiled as she leaned against the railing, beside Jack, and said, "Fair compromise."
"Cheers to that." Jack said, rasing his bottle in a mock toast, before lifting it to meet his lips. Elle laughed at him, before turning around to look at the sea again. The pains suddenly shot back thru her. Trying once again to ignore it, she turned back around.
But the feeling in her chest and throat came back as she was sent into a coughing fit.
"Elle? Ellie!" Jack yelled, throwing the bottle to the ground (sending it into a million pieces) and taking her into his arms.
Gibbs was woken up by this, and ran from the downstairs where the crew slept. "Cap'n, what's wrong?"
Jack shrugged, picking Elle up, and said, "I don't know. Go get Will!"
After Jack had disappeared into the captain's quarters, Gibbs went to the top deck and began signaling to the Flying Dutchman.
Over at the Dutchman, James ran down the stairs and began banging on the door to Will's room. "Captain? Will!"
Will sleepily walked over to the door and opened it, startled by the look on Norrington's face. "What's wrong?"
He followed Norrington out the door to see Gibbs signaling him. Norrington looked over at Will and said, "He said something about Michelle-"
All James had to say was Michelle, and Will had already began to materialize over to the Pearl.
Will frantically ran down the stairs to see Jack. He saw Ellie in the bed, and screamed, but Jack pushed him out into the hall.
"Jack! What the hell is wrong with her?" After Jack shut the door, he turned around and faced his friend, trying to hide his worried face.
"Will, I don't want you to be worried-"
"I already AM worried! I plenty worried-"
"Will, I think she's just got a little...'cold' or something. I don't know. She stared coughing, and she just fell unconsious."
"SHE DID WHAT?" Will yelled. Jack sighed and said, "I'm sure she's fine, William."
Will fell against the wall, breathing heavy, not being able to look up at Jack. Jack put a comforting hand on Will's shoulder and said when he realized why Will was freaking out so much over this, "I'm sorry, Will. I forgot."
"It's fine, Jack." He said, not meaning it.
Jack, hinting that he didn't mean it, said in a completely different voice (one he often used with Ellie, a gentle one), "You can go on with her. I'm sure when she wakes up, she'll want to see you." Will couldn't speak, so he only nodded. After giving Will's shoulder a pat, Jack walked back up the stairs.
A little cold?
Will remembered with a pang the time when the doctors said that's what Elizabeth had. And look what happened to her.
He walked into the room, fighting back his tears when he saw the lifeless form of Michelle. She looked like Elizabeth.
He sat down beside her, taking her hand. A tear rolled down his cheek on to her arm.
He rested his head on hers, and whispered, "Don't leave me too."
She wearily opened an eye, and said to him with a weak smile, "I never will."
He smiled down at her, before laying down beside her, and wrapping his arms around her.
She eventually fell asleep, but Will didn't. He stayed there with her all night, awake, making sure she kept her promise.
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Aw.
Ain't Will just...
Will?
What can you say to descibe that beautiful man?
...
No words really are good enough for his wonderul sweet gorgeousness...
Yeah,
Anways...You wanna keep that old mean beastie, Kraken, away don't ya?
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♥♥Autumn♥♥