Destiny's Fight Ch 6
Author: immortal_jedi aka jedipati
Disclaimer: I still don’t own the movies. And, since I make no profit off of this story, that’s a good thing.
Pairing and Characters: Ensemble cast, Mentions of W/E
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Pirates, pirates, pirates. Expect movie-level violence and jokes. These aren’t refined gentlemen, folks.
Summary: The Fourth Brethren Court begins. It’s a little different then what you might remember from the movie.
Author’s Notes: I take some dialogue from AWE in this chapter.
Ch 6
Elizabeth was the first person on board to realize that the Kraken was near. Leviathan had quickly adopted Elizabeth as a kindred soul. Maccus figured that it was because they were both female. Everyone else agreed. So, when she wrapped a tentacle around Elizabeth, the woman was surprised but not shocked. “Hello, Leviathan.”
[Hello Elizabeth. I have news for Captain Jones.]
Elizabeth nodded. “Maccus! Leviathan has news for the Captain!” she called out.
Maccus looked up. “Aye! Swann, back to work!” He headed toward the Captain’s cabin.
“Aye sir!” Elizabeth shifted. “I need to get back to work,” she told the Kraken.
[I don’t want to let go,] Leviathan said playfully.
Elizabeth rolled her eyes and waited. The Captain approached quickly. “And why aren’t you working, Swann?”
“I’m… stuck, sir,” Elizabeth said. Soon after she’d joined the crew, she’d learned that she couldn’t travel through the Kraken’s tentacles.
Will had laughed, but had been sympathetic. Bootstrap had quietly told them both that no one on the crew could escape the Kraken when she grabbed them.
Captain Jones snorted and looked up at the Kraken. “Maccus says ye ha’ news, Leviathan?”
[Yes Captain. The Pirate Lords seem to be gathering again.]
Captain Jones smiled. “I’d wondered how long it would take them.”
[There is a man, I believe his name is Beckett, who has started to do everything he can to destroy all pirates.]
Elizabeth scowled at Beckett’s name. It was his fault everything had gone wrong.
“Ah,” the Captain murmured. “No, you’re right. This Beckett has been a nuisance. He’s looking for a way to control me as well.”
Leviathan was silent for a moment. [I assume you’ve taken precautions? Your heart can be used to control you.]
The Captain scowled. “Yes, I’ve taken precautions.”
[Good.]
“Will you let my crewman get back to work?” Captain Jones asked peevishly. Elizabeth glanced up at the bulk of the Kraken. Either he was trying to change the subject, or he didn’t want her listening to the rest of this conversation.
[Crewwoman.]
Elizabeth winced. Leviathan was in a playful mood, and the Captain was not.
“Fine then,” Captain Jones snarled. “Will ye let her go?”
Leviathan let go of Elizabeth and instead grabbed the Captain. [We will talk later, Elizabeth.]
“Aye, Leviathan.”
Captain Jones glanced at her. “Go, Swann. Get back to work.”
“Aye Captain.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Jack glanced around the room. It had been nearly a month since the Pearl had arrived at Shipwreck Cove and the rest of the Pirate Lords were finally here.
That month had been just what Jack had needed- a chance to readjust to the real world. He felt on a much more even keel. And he knew this had to be real. None of his hallucinations in the Locker had lasted this long. They had rarely lasted beyond when he went to sleep.
Jack had spent the entire month planning. He had to get things right the first time. If he failed, he’d end up back in the Locker, and he was determined that he would never go back.
But he had to face down, or better yet, kill Jones. His stay in the Locker had shown him what he had to do. He was never returning to the Locker. If that meant he had to become immortal to do it, then he would.
Not that he minded the idea of becoming immortal. Jack frowned as Barbossa stopped next to him. He knew Barbossa was up to something, something that Tia Dalma was either helping him with or orchestrating. Barbossa smiled. “Now we must decide what to do about Beckett,” he murmured.
“I’m all for running,” Jack muttered back. He might not trust Barbossa, but he knew where he stood with the other man.
Barbossa smiled thinly as the other lords talked amongst themselves. “If I could, I’d point the Pearl away from the Caribbean. There’s good targets near Africa, and no one knows she’s back.”
Jack frowned. “She’s my ship.” He shook his head. Now, as the meeting was about to start, was not the time to have that argument. “Why can’t you?”
“How do you think I’m back from the dead, Jack? Like you, I had help. And I had to make a bargain to stay back.”
Jack nodded. “With Tia Dalma.”
“Aye, with her,” Barbossa confirmed. “An’ she can and will return me to dust if I don’t uphold my end.”
“Not that that’s something to mourn, Hector, but why are you here if you need to uphold your end?”
Barbossa smiled. “That is not something I’m willing t’ explain t’ the man who murdered me in the first place.”
“Perhaps if you hadn’t stolen my ship, I wouldn’t have shot you.” Barbossa snorted and turned back to the group. Jack remained where he was. He shouldn’t be here. He needed to take care of Jones. Somehow. Kill the monster, and do whatever it took to make sure he never had to go to the Locker again.
He’d wasted a month. Who knows how long it would be before Jones realized that he’d escaped… with some help.
Jack turned around as he heard several loud clunks. Barbossa was starting the meeting. “As he who issued summons, I convene this, the Fourth Brethren Court.” Jack sighed. Barbossa continued, “To confirm your lordship and right to be heard, present now, your pieces of eight, my fellow cap’ns.”
The other lords pulled out their pieces of eight and dropped them into a flat pan lined with cloth that Cotton was carrying around the room. Barbossa went last, dropping a wooden eye.
One of the lords- Villanueva- called out “Sparrow!”
Jack frowned, but he was willing to go along for now. He pulled off the small rope of beads that hung down over his bandana and dropped it and his attached piece of eight into the pan.
Villanueva sat down, satisfied.
Jack smiled slightly as Cotton nodded and took the pan away. The parrot squawked. “Wind in the sails!”
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Maccus glanced around the hall. Will Turner was doing the same, though his gaze kept moving to the two figures near the end of the hall. “I’ve never actually been in the meeting room,” Maccus said quietly. “The last time the Brethren Court met, the Captain didn’t care to know what was going on.”
“And he does this time,” Will muttered. He wasn’t asking a question as they joined the crews behind Ching and Jocard. Anyone would think they belonged to the crew next to them. Luckily, Captain Jones had been able to make it seem as if they were normal humans, not crewmen on the Dutchman.
“Beckett is our enemy too,” Maccus reminded Will.
“Believe me, I wish I’d run him through when he first arrested me,” Will grumbled. “Or that Elizabeth had shot him when she escaped.” He looked at the two near the end. “I must be going mad,” he said.
“What is it?” Maccus asked.
“Those two. I could have sworn one was Jack Sparrow. And the other… I watched him die nearly two years ago.”
Maccus looked over at them. “One does look like Sparrow,” he agreed. “Who is the other?”
“Barbossa,” Will said.
“You don’t mean the one who dumped Bootstrap in the ocean?”
“I do. I was there when Jack shot him. I watched him die.” Will shook his head. “But then again…”
“You’re not one to talk?”
“Neither are you.”
Maccus smiled. “None of the crew can complain about something weird happening.”
“I am complaining. He was dead. He tried to kill me, and my father, and Elizabeth. He should still be dead. I’m not complaining about how weird it is that he’s alive. I’m complaining that he’s alive.”
“He’s one of the Pirate Lords, or he wouldn’t be here.”
“I know,” Will said. “But I hope neither of them sees me.”
Maccus nodded. “You’re right. If Sparrow recognizes you… how is he out of the Locker?”
Will shrugged. He wanted to know how too, but for now, he’d just watch. “They’re starting.”
Will watched Barbossa as he called the meeting to order and Cotton collected the strange trinkets.
“Why are those pieces of junk called pieces of eight?” He leaned over to ask Maccus as Jack dropped his beads into the pan.
Maccus sighed. “The story goes that the first Pirate Lords were broke, so they used whatever they had in their pockets.”
Will shorted. It sounded just like pirates, actually. “What’d they use them for?”
“To bind the sea goddess Calypso into a human form. I’m surprised you didn’t know this.”
Will blinked. “Before last year, I wasn’t a sailor or a pirate. I had no reason to know it.”
“True. Now be quiet, I want to listen.”
Will turned his attention back to the meeting. Barbossa was just finishing up a speech about Calypso. He smiled and finished. “That was a mistake.”
Will blinked. What was Barbossa planning?
~~~~~~~~~~~~
So… what is the good Captain Barbossa planning? Well, we know what, but they don’t. And I’m willing to bet that Captain Jones is not going to like it.
Edit 4/11/2013: I'm having some trouble with spam only on this particular post, so this post is locked to comments. My apologies, but after getting 4 different spam comments in less than 24 hours on this one, it's time to disable comments.
Disclaimer: I still don’t own the movies. And, since I make no profit off of this story, that’s a good thing.
Pairing and Characters: Ensemble cast, Mentions of W/E
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Pirates, pirates, pirates. Expect movie-level violence and jokes. These aren’t refined gentlemen, folks.
Summary: The Fourth Brethren Court begins. It’s a little different then what you might remember from the movie.
Author’s Notes: I take some dialogue from AWE in this chapter.
Ch 6
Elizabeth was the first person on board to realize that the Kraken was near. Leviathan had quickly adopted Elizabeth as a kindred soul. Maccus figured that it was because they were both female. Everyone else agreed. So, when she wrapped a tentacle around Elizabeth, the woman was surprised but not shocked. “Hello, Leviathan.”
[Hello Elizabeth. I have news for Captain Jones.]
Elizabeth nodded. “Maccus! Leviathan has news for the Captain!” she called out.
Maccus looked up. “Aye! Swann, back to work!” He headed toward the Captain’s cabin.
“Aye sir!” Elizabeth shifted. “I need to get back to work,” she told the Kraken.
[I don’t want to let go,] Leviathan said playfully.
Elizabeth rolled her eyes and waited. The Captain approached quickly. “And why aren’t you working, Swann?”
“I’m… stuck, sir,” Elizabeth said. Soon after she’d joined the crew, she’d learned that she couldn’t travel through the Kraken’s tentacles.
Will had laughed, but had been sympathetic. Bootstrap had quietly told them both that no one on the crew could escape the Kraken when she grabbed them.
Captain Jones snorted and looked up at the Kraken. “Maccus says ye ha’ news, Leviathan?”
[Yes Captain. The Pirate Lords seem to be gathering again.]
Captain Jones smiled. “I’d wondered how long it would take them.”
[There is a man, I believe his name is Beckett, who has started to do everything he can to destroy all pirates.]
Elizabeth scowled at Beckett’s name. It was his fault everything had gone wrong.
“Ah,” the Captain murmured. “No, you’re right. This Beckett has been a nuisance. He’s looking for a way to control me as well.”
Leviathan was silent for a moment. [I assume you’ve taken precautions? Your heart can be used to control you.]
The Captain scowled. “Yes, I’ve taken precautions.”
[Good.]
“Will you let my crewman get back to work?” Captain Jones asked peevishly. Elizabeth glanced up at the bulk of the Kraken. Either he was trying to change the subject, or he didn’t want her listening to the rest of this conversation.
[Crewwoman.]
Elizabeth winced. Leviathan was in a playful mood, and the Captain was not.
“Fine then,” Captain Jones snarled. “Will ye let her go?”
Leviathan let go of Elizabeth and instead grabbed the Captain. [We will talk later, Elizabeth.]
“Aye, Leviathan.”
Captain Jones glanced at her. “Go, Swann. Get back to work.”
“Aye Captain.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Jack glanced around the room. It had been nearly a month since the Pearl had arrived at Shipwreck Cove and the rest of the Pirate Lords were finally here.
That month had been just what Jack had needed- a chance to readjust to the real world. He felt on a much more even keel. And he knew this had to be real. None of his hallucinations in the Locker had lasted this long. They had rarely lasted beyond when he went to sleep.
Jack had spent the entire month planning. He had to get things right the first time. If he failed, he’d end up back in the Locker, and he was determined that he would never go back.
But he had to face down, or better yet, kill Jones. His stay in the Locker had shown him what he had to do. He was never returning to the Locker. If that meant he had to become immortal to do it, then he would.
Not that he minded the idea of becoming immortal. Jack frowned as Barbossa stopped next to him. He knew Barbossa was up to something, something that Tia Dalma was either helping him with or orchestrating. Barbossa smiled. “Now we must decide what to do about Beckett,” he murmured.
“I’m all for running,” Jack muttered back. He might not trust Barbossa, but he knew where he stood with the other man.
Barbossa smiled thinly as the other lords talked amongst themselves. “If I could, I’d point the Pearl away from the Caribbean. There’s good targets near Africa, and no one knows she’s back.”
Jack frowned. “She’s my ship.” He shook his head. Now, as the meeting was about to start, was not the time to have that argument. “Why can’t you?”
“How do you think I’m back from the dead, Jack? Like you, I had help. And I had to make a bargain to stay back.”
Jack nodded. “With Tia Dalma.”
“Aye, with her,” Barbossa confirmed. “An’ she can and will return me to dust if I don’t uphold my end.”
“Not that that’s something to mourn, Hector, but why are you here if you need to uphold your end?”
Barbossa smiled. “That is not something I’m willing t’ explain t’ the man who murdered me in the first place.”
“Perhaps if you hadn’t stolen my ship, I wouldn’t have shot you.” Barbossa snorted and turned back to the group. Jack remained where he was. He shouldn’t be here. He needed to take care of Jones. Somehow. Kill the monster, and do whatever it took to make sure he never had to go to the Locker again.
He’d wasted a month. Who knows how long it would be before Jones realized that he’d escaped… with some help.
Jack turned around as he heard several loud clunks. Barbossa was starting the meeting. “As he who issued summons, I convene this, the Fourth Brethren Court.” Jack sighed. Barbossa continued, “To confirm your lordship and right to be heard, present now, your pieces of eight, my fellow cap’ns.”
The other lords pulled out their pieces of eight and dropped them into a flat pan lined with cloth that Cotton was carrying around the room. Barbossa went last, dropping a wooden eye.
One of the lords- Villanueva- called out “Sparrow!”
Jack frowned, but he was willing to go along for now. He pulled off the small rope of beads that hung down over his bandana and dropped it and his attached piece of eight into the pan.
Villanueva sat down, satisfied.
Jack smiled slightly as Cotton nodded and took the pan away. The parrot squawked. “Wind in the sails!”
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Maccus glanced around the hall. Will Turner was doing the same, though his gaze kept moving to the two figures near the end of the hall. “I’ve never actually been in the meeting room,” Maccus said quietly. “The last time the Brethren Court met, the Captain didn’t care to know what was going on.”
“And he does this time,” Will muttered. He wasn’t asking a question as they joined the crews behind Ching and Jocard. Anyone would think they belonged to the crew next to them. Luckily, Captain Jones had been able to make it seem as if they were normal humans, not crewmen on the Dutchman.
“Beckett is our enemy too,” Maccus reminded Will.
“Believe me, I wish I’d run him through when he first arrested me,” Will grumbled. “Or that Elizabeth had shot him when she escaped.” He looked at the two near the end. “I must be going mad,” he said.
“What is it?” Maccus asked.
“Those two. I could have sworn one was Jack Sparrow. And the other… I watched him die nearly two years ago.”
Maccus looked over at them. “One does look like Sparrow,” he agreed. “Who is the other?”
“Barbossa,” Will said.
“You don’t mean the one who dumped Bootstrap in the ocean?”
“I do. I was there when Jack shot him. I watched him die.” Will shook his head. “But then again…”
“You’re not one to talk?”
“Neither are you.”
Maccus smiled. “None of the crew can complain about something weird happening.”
“I am complaining. He was dead. He tried to kill me, and my father, and Elizabeth. He should still be dead. I’m not complaining about how weird it is that he’s alive. I’m complaining that he’s alive.”
“He’s one of the Pirate Lords, or he wouldn’t be here.”
“I know,” Will said. “But I hope neither of them sees me.”
Maccus nodded. “You’re right. If Sparrow recognizes you… how is he out of the Locker?”
Will shrugged. He wanted to know how too, but for now, he’d just watch. “They’re starting.”
Will watched Barbossa as he called the meeting to order and Cotton collected the strange trinkets.
“Why are those pieces of junk called pieces of eight?” He leaned over to ask Maccus as Jack dropped his beads into the pan.
Maccus sighed. “The story goes that the first Pirate Lords were broke, so they used whatever they had in their pockets.”
Will shorted. It sounded just like pirates, actually. “What’d they use them for?”
“To bind the sea goddess Calypso into a human form. I’m surprised you didn’t know this.”
Will blinked. “Before last year, I wasn’t a sailor or a pirate. I had no reason to know it.”
“True. Now be quiet, I want to listen.”
Will turned his attention back to the meeting. Barbossa was just finishing up a speech about Calypso. He smiled and finished. “That was a mistake.”
Will blinked. What was Barbossa planning?
~~~~~~~~~~~~
So… what is the good Captain Barbossa planning? Well, we know what, but they don’t. And I’m willing to bet that Captain Jones is not going to like it.
Edit 4/11/2013: I'm having some trouble with spam only on this particular post, so this post is locked to comments. My apologies, but after getting 4 different spam comments in less than 24 hours on this one, it's time to disable comments.