Ghosts Of The Abyss: Chapter 13
ZeldaQueen: Alright everyone, we're nearly halfway done!
Projection Room Voices: Starting Media in 3...2...1...Chapter 13
Katherine
ZeldaQueen: \~/
Evening had fallen, and I noticed that several of the guards outside the door had gone. I rose from the organ
ZeldaQueen: GAH!
Steady...steady...that's not for another few chapters...
bench, walked over to the door, and peered out through its window. Sure enough, there were no guards in sight.
ZeldaQueen: Wait.
The guards have left their post.
When Jones said they were prone to falling asleep, I thought they fell asleep at their post. Apparently Gethesemane thinks that sailors for the British navy just up and leave their posts to tuck themselves into bed when they get tired. You all know how well known that is. "I shall do whatever my captain commands! Wait, I must guard this door past midnight? Eh, I have to get up early tomorrow. I'll just pop off to bed at ten. It's not like the person that may or may not be hiding in there will sneak out if we leave"
Seriously Gethesemane, are you even trying at this point?
“You’re not leaving, are you?” asked Jones from behind me.
ZeldaQueen: No Jones, she's going to stay on the ship of a guy who wants her hung. Although given the idiocy Kate's shown thus far, I suppose it's not out of the question that she'd do that
I turned my head to face him. “I have to. The guards may be back in the morning; I can’t wait until then.”
ZeldaQueen: Jesus Christ, Gethesemane really does think the guards take shifts! I've seen children who are more professional at guarding things! Okay, I know Kate hasn't officially escaped yet, but take a drink anyway. That's the most contrived way to get her to escape somewhere that I've ever seen! \~/
“Then let me come with you. Beckett’s planning something.”
ZeldaQueen: Yeah, Beckett's totally not going to notice if the giant crab-captain dude isn't around
I didn’t object.
ZeldaQueen: Of course you aren't. You're accomplishing your goal nicely, leading both of your lust objects around like dogs on a leash
Silently, we slipped through the door and out into the hot, humid night.
ZeldaQueen: Again, take another drink. This is the dumbest escape I've ever seen \~/
I was caught off guard when I felt someone grab me from behind, and I felt the cool metal of a pistol at my temple.
ZeldaQueen: Now see, if you hadn't brought the giant mutant Scottish dude with you, you probably would have attracted less attention
I didn’t struggle; one move and I would be dead.
ZeldaQueen: Move! Move! Move!
“Let her go,” Jones said darkly, withdrawing his own pistol.
ZeldaQueen: NEITHER THE TIME, NOR THE PLACE!
“Beckett wants to see her,” returned my captor’s voice. “He’s ordered me to take her.”
ZeldaQueen: And this mysterious guy is...? I guess he's one of those Generic Bad Guys you always see running around.
And look, Kate's been captured. Again \~/
“Let her go. I’ll escort her.”
ZeldaQueen: Jones, what part of "you aren't calling the shots" aren't you getting? This is just as bad as Edward trying to threaten the Voultori in New Moon
I heard the faint snap of the trigger as my attacker made to pull it. I closed my eyes, waiting with bated breath, my heart thundering in my ears.
ZeldaQueen: Gethesemane, this is the third time you've threatened your avatar with death in as many fanfictions. It's become painfully obvious by now that you aren't going to do it
A sharp crack of thunder erupted, and I soon felt a warm liquid splatter over my face. Frightened that I had been shot, I didn’t open my eyes until I felt my captor slump to the deck.
ZeldaQueen: Apparently Gethesemane heard that urban legend about the woman who had an egg hit the back of her head and thought her brains were leaking out. I'd imagine that if someone had been shot in the face, they wouldn't be calmly spouting purple prose
I opened my eyes and found a large hole in his head, right between his eyes, from which a thick trickle of blood was flowing.
ZeldaQueen: A thick trickle?
I wasn’t covered in my own blood.
ZeldaQueen: Thank you for stating the obvious, Gethesemane. And you wonder why people compare you to Meyer
I looked at Jones, who showed no hint of remorse as he returned his pistol to its holster. He then looked at me.
ZeldaQueen: And it doesn't worry her that he just shot a guy and shows no empathy. No, I'm not taking "she's also a pirate" as an excuse. This idiot has been nothing but a damsel in distress and a fainting flower who just sobs and whines and depends on stronger, smarter people to take care of her. This doesn't read like a machismo tango, this reads like Gethesemane rewriting Jones' character to be Kate's watchdog
“Beckett already knows you’re aboard,” he said, his voice edged in anger.
ZeldaQueen: The fact that he searched your cabin and stationed guards outside of the door didn't tip you off?
I bet those guards will have Hell to pay, incidentally. Beckett knew Kate was there, and they still wandered off
“I have to take you.”
I nodded silently, and followed him.
ZeldaQueen: (Kate) *fanning herself and batting her eyes* "Do it right here on the deck! Make me a woman!"
When we arrived a short time later in Beckett’s office,
ZeldaQueen: Wait, he took Kate to Beckett's office instead of getting her off of the ship? What? How? I...how does that work? They killed the one guy Beckett sent to get them, no one knows where Kate is! Actually why did Beckett only send one guy? If he knew Kate was on the Dutchman, why not send a group of soldiers?
And I bet Beckett will really be pissed now. First his guards left for a nap and then Jones shot one of his men for no reason. I mean seriously, what purpose did that serve?
I found that Beckett was sitting at his desk, looking quite smug.
ZeldaQueen: The hypocrisy, it buuuuuuurns us!
“I’m sorry to interrupt this little rendezvous,” he said as he rose from his desk. “I gathered you two were having so much fun.”
ZeldaQueen: No, that's in a few chapters.
God, I feel icky
I felt my cheeks grow hot.
ZeldaQueen: Don't try to pull that card with me, you little hussy. You've all but thrown yourself at Jones since the start of this fic. Don't you dare try to pretend you're oh-so-virtuous. Anyway, you're a pirate. You already aren't getting a good reputation from that, so don't get all embarrassed because someone makes a crack at your promiscuity!
“What do you want?”
“To send you back to the Pearl, of course,” he replied. “Your husband is waiting for you.”
“You let him go?”
“He was kind enough to tell me where the Brethren’s gathering.”
ZeldaQueen: And it was all about the Sue, the entire time. I know we already drank for it, but take another shot \~/
I quickly glanced over my shoulder at Jones, who returned my look with one of apprehension. I returned to Beckett.
“You’re free now,” said Beckett. “You will be escorted to your ship.
ZeldaQueen: IT'S JACK'S SHIP, YOU BITCH!!!
Admiral!”
I turned and gasped. James Norrington entered the office.
ZeldaQueen: Karma's a bitch, ain't it?
“Sir?”
“Escort Katherine to her husband’s ship, if you please.”
ZeldaQueen: (Beckett) "If you 'accidentally' happen to knock her overboard, we shall promote you"
He nodded. “Follow me.”
ZeldaQueen: (James) "Walk this way. No, this way!"
I glanced quickly at Jones as I silently followed James out of the office.
Davy Jones
ZeldaQueen: At this rate, we're all going to be drunk as Heath \~/
Once Katherine had left, Beckett turned his attention to me.
ZeldaQueen: (Beckett) "You have the attentions of the Sue. I don't envy you at all"
“A little bird told me that he saw you two in the stateroom,” he said as he eyed me.
ZeldaQueen: No, it really was a little bird. That's the only explanation I could see, unless those two were such dumbasses that they forgot to check and see if there were any spies eavesdropping on them before they had their heartfelt conversations.
Gah. That's probably what happened
“What transpired was much more than friendly.”
ZeldaQueen: ...How? They talked and she kissed him on the cheek! They didn't have sex yet
I said nothing.
“You cannot let her interfere with our plans, Jones,” he said icily. “You’re letting your personal feelings get in the way.”
ZeldaQueen: Here's an idea - hang the bitch. It'll hit Jack where it hurts, break Jones' moral, and restore canon to normal. All will be well
“What happened between Katherine and me is none of your concern.”
ZeldaQueen: Again Jones, you don't seem to get that it is. He has your heart and all. You probably should stop being petulant
He shook his head. “If you don’t begin doing exactly as I tell you, I will tell Jack what you feel for his wife. I’m sure he would be very pleased to know.”
ZeldaQueen: OH MY GOD, STOP FOCUSING ON THAT FUCKING SUE! \~/
I glared at him. “Katherine doesn’t return any of my feelings, if I’d had any to return.”
ZeldaQueen: (Gethesemane) "OH LOOK, A DEAD HERRING!" *hits her readers with one*
“You love her. How is unknown to me, but I know that you love her enough to shelter her from me, even when you know it could mean your own death. At the moment, it seems that love will be in vain.”
ZeldaQueen: Yeah, I have to agree with Beckett there. Jones ripped out his own heart, figuratively and literally. How can he fall in love with someone? He refers to love as "a dreadful bond, and one so easily severed" in the third movie! \~/
“You wouldn’t kill her,” I returned, suddenly feeling concerned for her. “You’ve got Jack leading you to the Court. If you even touch his wife, he could rebel.”
ZeldaQueen: DUDE. THIS IS KILLING ME. THE FATE OF KATE IS SUDDENLY THE MOST IMPORTANT THING AROUND. I HATE THIS ALL \~/ \~/
“And how do you know this?”
“Because he’s a pirate. Haven’t you learned not to trust a pirate?”
ZeldaQueen: ...Beckett really needed to be told by Jones that a guy will rebel if you kill his wife?
(Author’s Note: Sorry it took me so long to update, and the quality of this chapter isn’t that great to begin with…)
ZeldaQueen: *snort* Oh yeah, you say that, but ten bucks says that if one word is said to criticize this mess, you'd immediately flounce!
Onward to: Chapter 14
Back to: Chapter 12
Return to: Table of Contents
Projection Room Voices: Starting Media in 3...2...1...Chapter 13
Katherine
ZeldaQueen: \~/
Evening had fallen, and I noticed that several of the guards outside the door had gone. I rose from the organ
ZeldaQueen: GAH!
Steady...steady...that's not for another few chapters...
bench, walked over to the door, and peered out through its window. Sure enough, there were no guards in sight.
ZeldaQueen: Wait.
The guards have left their post.
When Jones said they were prone to falling asleep, I thought they fell asleep at their post. Apparently Gethesemane thinks that sailors for the British navy just up and leave their posts to tuck themselves into bed when they get tired. You all know how well known that is. "I shall do whatever my captain commands! Wait, I must guard this door past midnight? Eh, I have to get up early tomorrow. I'll just pop off to bed at ten. It's not like the person that may or may not be hiding in there will sneak out if we leave"
Seriously Gethesemane, are you even trying at this point?
“You’re not leaving, are you?” asked Jones from behind me.
ZeldaQueen: No Jones, she's going to stay on the ship of a guy who wants her hung. Although given the idiocy Kate's shown thus far, I suppose it's not out of the question that she'd do that
I turned my head to face him. “I have to. The guards may be back in the morning; I can’t wait until then.”
ZeldaQueen: Jesus Christ, Gethesemane really does think the guards take shifts! I've seen children who are more professional at guarding things! Okay, I know Kate hasn't officially escaped yet, but take a drink anyway. That's the most contrived way to get her to escape somewhere that I've ever seen! \~/
“Then let me come with you. Beckett’s planning something.”
ZeldaQueen: Yeah, Beckett's totally not going to notice if the giant crab-captain dude isn't around
I didn’t object.
ZeldaQueen: Of course you aren't. You're accomplishing your goal nicely, leading both of your lust objects around like dogs on a leash
Silently, we slipped through the door and out into the hot, humid night.
ZeldaQueen: Again, take another drink. This is the dumbest escape I've ever seen \~/
I was caught off guard when I felt someone grab me from behind, and I felt the cool metal of a pistol at my temple.
ZeldaQueen: Now see, if you hadn't brought the giant mutant Scottish dude with you, you probably would have attracted less attention
I didn’t struggle; one move and I would be dead.
ZeldaQueen: Move! Move! Move!
“Let her go,” Jones said darkly, withdrawing his own pistol.
ZeldaQueen: NEITHER THE TIME, NOR THE PLACE!
“Beckett wants to see her,” returned my captor’s voice. “He’s ordered me to take her.”
ZeldaQueen: And this mysterious guy is...? I guess he's one of those Generic Bad Guys you always see running around.
And look, Kate's been captured. Again \~/
“Let her go. I’ll escort her.”
ZeldaQueen: Jones, what part of "you aren't calling the shots" aren't you getting? This is just as bad as Edward trying to threaten the Voultori in New Moon
I heard the faint snap of the trigger as my attacker made to pull it. I closed my eyes, waiting with bated breath, my heart thundering in my ears.
ZeldaQueen: Gethesemane, this is the third time you've threatened your avatar with death in as many fanfictions. It's become painfully obvious by now that you aren't going to do it
A sharp crack of thunder erupted, and I soon felt a warm liquid splatter over my face. Frightened that I had been shot, I didn’t open my eyes until I felt my captor slump to the deck.
ZeldaQueen: Apparently Gethesemane heard that urban legend about the woman who had an egg hit the back of her head and thought her brains were leaking out. I'd imagine that if someone had been shot in the face, they wouldn't be calmly spouting purple prose
I opened my eyes and found a large hole in his head, right between his eyes, from which a thick trickle of blood was flowing.
ZeldaQueen: A thick trickle?
I wasn’t covered in my own blood.
ZeldaQueen: Thank you for stating the obvious, Gethesemane. And you wonder why people compare you to Meyer
I looked at Jones, who showed no hint of remorse as he returned his pistol to its holster. He then looked at me.
ZeldaQueen: And it doesn't worry her that he just shot a guy and shows no empathy. No, I'm not taking "she's also a pirate" as an excuse. This idiot has been nothing but a damsel in distress and a fainting flower who just sobs and whines and depends on stronger, smarter people to take care of her. This doesn't read like a machismo tango, this reads like Gethesemane rewriting Jones' character to be Kate's watchdog
“Beckett already knows you’re aboard,” he said, his voice edged in anger.
ZeldaQueen: The fact that he searched your cabin and stationed guards outside of the door didn't tip you off?
I bet those guards will have Hell to pay, incidentally. Beckett knew Kate was there, and they still wandered off
“I have to take you.”
I nodded silently, and followed him.
ZeldaQueen: (Kate) *fanning herself and batting her eyes* "Do it right here on the deck! Make me a woman!"
When we arrived a short time later in Beckett’s office,
ZeldaQueen: Wait, he took Kate to Beckett's office instead of getting her off of the ship? What? How? I...how does that work? They killed the one guy Beckett sent to get them, no one knows where Kate is! Actually why did Beckett only send one guy? If he knew Kate was on the Dutchman, why not send a group of soldiers?
And I bet Beckett will really be pissed now. First his guards left for a nap and then Jones shot one of his men for no reason. I mean seriously, what purpose did that serve?
I found that Beckett was sitting at his desk, looking quite smug.
ZeldaQueen: The hypocrisy, it buuuuuuurns us!
“I’m sorry to interrupt this little rendezvous,” he said as he rose from his desk. “I gathered you two were having so much fun.”
ZeldaQueen: No, that's in a few chapters.
God, I feel icky
I felt my cheeks grow hot.
ZeldaQueen: Don't try to pull that card with me, you little hussy. You've all but thrown yourself at Jones since the start of this fic. Don't you dare try to pretend you're oh-so-virtuous. Anyway, you're a pirate. You already aren't getting a good reputation from that, so don't get all embarrassed because someone makes a crack at your promiscuity!
“What do you want?”
“To send you back to the Pearl, of course,” he replied. “Your husband is waiting for you.”
“You let him go?”
“He was kind enough to tell me where the Brethren’s gathering.”
ZeldaQueen: And it was all about the Sue, the entire time. I know we already drank for it, but take another shot \~/
I quickly glanced over my shoulder at Jones, who returned my look with one of apprehension. I returned to Beckett.
“You’re free now,” said Beckett. “You will be escorted to your ship.
ZeldaQueen: IT'S JACK'S SHIP, YOU BITCH!!!
Admiral!”
I turned and gasped. James Norrington entered the office.
ZeldaQueen: Karma's a bitch, ain't it?
“Sir?”
“Escort Katherine to her husband’s ship, if you please.”
ZeldaQueen: (Beckett) "If you 'accidentally' happen to knock her overboard, we shall promote you"
He nodded. “Follow me.”
ZeldaQueen: (James) "Walk this way. No, this way!"
I glanced quickly at Jones as I silently followed James out of the office.
Davy Jones
ZeldaQueen: At this rate, we're all going to be drunk as Heath \~/
Once Katherine had left, Beckett turned his attention to me.
ZeldaQueen: (Beckett) "You have the attentions of the Sue. I don't envy you at all"
“A little bird told me that he saw you two in the stateroom,” he said as he eyed me.
ZeldaQueen: No, it really was a little bird. That's the only explanation I could see, unless those two were such dumbasses that they forgot to check and see if there were any spies eavesdropping on them before they had their heartfelt conversations.
Gah. That's probably what happened
“What transpired was much more than friendly.”
ZeldaQueen: ...How? They talked and she kissed him on the cheek! They didn't have sex yet
I said nothing.
“You cannot let her interfere with our plans, Jones,” he said icily. “You’re letting your personal feelings get in the way.”
ZeldaQueen: Here's an idea - hang the bitch. It'll hit Jack where it hurts, break Jones' moral, and restore canon to normal. All will be well
“What happened between Katherine and me is none of your concern.”
ZeldaQueen: Again Jones, you don't seem to get that it is. He has your heart and all. You probably should stop being petulant
He shook his head. “If you don’t begin doing exactly as I tell you, I will tell Jack what you feel for his wife. I’m sure he would be very pleased to know.”
ZeldaQueen: OH MY GOD, STOP FOCUSING ON THAT FUCKING SUE! \~/
I glared at him. “Katherine doesn’t return any of my feelings, if I’d had any to return.”
ZeldaQueen: (Gethesemane) "OH LOOK, A DEAD HERRING!" *hits her readers with one*
“You love her. How is unknown to me, but I know that you love her enough to shelter her from me, even when you know it could mean your own death. At the moment, it seems that love will be in vain.”
ZeldaQueen: Yeah, I have to agree with Beckett there. Jones ripped out his own heart, figuratively and literally. How can he fall in love with someone? He refers to love as "a dreadful bond, and one so easily severed" in the third movie! \~/
“You wouldn’t kill her,” I returned, suddenly feeling concerned for her. “You’ve got Jack leading you to the Court. If you even touch his wife, he could rebel.”
ZeldaQueen: DUDE. THIS IS KILLING ME. THE FATE OF KATE IS SUDDENLY THE MOST IMPORTANT THING AROUND. I HATE THIS ALL \~/ \~/
“And how do you know this?”
“Because he’s a pirate. Haven’t you learned not to trust a pirate?”
ZeldaQueen: ...Beckett really needed to be told by Jones that a guy will rebel if you kill his wife?
(Author’s Note: Sorry it took me so long to update, and the quality of this chapter isn’t that great to begin with…)
ZeldaQueen: *snort* Oh yeah, you say that, but ten bucks says that if one word is said to criticize this mess, you'd immediately flounce!
Onward to: Chapter 14
Back to: Chapter 12
Return to: Table of Contents