Ghosts Of The Abyss: Chapter 22
ZeldaQueen: Hello everyone, back to the Sporking Chamber! Link demanded a break, so it's just me today. So yeah, stuff actually happens here, sort of. Oh, and Calypso's an evil bitch. If you forgot, Gethesemane is more than happy to remind you
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Chapter 22
Katherine
ZeldaQueen: \~/
Evening had fallen once more.
ZeldaQueen: Yes, that does tend to happen at least once a day, I've noticed
I stood with Jack at the helm of the Pearl again, this time content, yet feeling quite exhausted.
ZeldaQueen: Right, I did not need to know that
He had his arm around me, just as he always had, and together we stood in silence for several moments.
ZeldaQueen: And yet they don't act overly affectionate in front of the crew, oh no \~/
Beyond the black deck loomed a vast expanse of deep, midnight blue, with tiny diamond-like stars piercing the otherwise thick shroud that was night. The water was calm, with the breeze impelling the ship ever so gently forward. It was peaceful this night.
But my contentment and peace was not to last.
ZeldaQueen: DUN DUN DUUUUUN!
I gently broke away from Jack's arms, eliciting from him a questioning expression. My stomach was aching, which I attributed to hunger pains.
ZeldaQueen: (Gethesemane) DEAD HERRING, BITCHES!
"I'm going to go get something to eat," I said softly. "Do you want anything?"
ZeldaQueen: (Kate) "An anachronistic cliche, perhaps?"
He smiled and shook his head. "No."
I returned his smile and gently kissed him, then made my way down the flight of stairs and below deck.
ZeldaQueen: Yeah, yeah, let's just get this over with, shall we? \~/
I had barely gone a few steps down the dimly lit corridor before I felt a sharp, sudden burst of pain in my abdomen. I gasped, placing my hand to my stomach, just as another wave of pain rolled through it.
ZeldaQueen: *waves a cutlass* Yo ho, bitch
No. Not my stomach.
My womb.
ZeldaQueen: Is it just me, or do Gethesemane's Sues go on about their wombs a lot, when "stomach" would be more appropriate?
Oh, no! God, no! Please, no!
I collapsed to the floor with the pain's increasing intensity, clutching at my middle. My heart was roaring in my ears as I registered what was indeed happening, and I clutched at the wall with my free hand, tears flooding my eyes. I felt liquid warmth between my thighs, and, in the dim light of the few lanterns, saw the deep, blackened crimson that was now in a small puddle on the floor.
ZeldaQueen: So...apparently the fetus was melted? I mean, I'm no expert on this sort of thing, but she was apparently starting to show. I'd imagine that there'd be more than the Hollywood puddle of blood
I screamed, yet, through my screams, I heard a soft, low laugh of satisfaction emanating from further down the corridor, possibly from the brig.
ZeldaQueen: Or possibly from the Sporking Chamber
"Kate? Kate!"
I looked up to find Jack hurrying towards me, his eyes filled with concern. Once he saw my condition, however, the concern was replaced with fear and hurt.
ZeldaQueen: (Sparrow) "So she really is a Sue! How did I miss that?"
I looked up at him through my own veil of tears.
ZeldaQueen: Apparently Gethesemane read A Barrel of Laughs, a Vale of Tears and decided to use part of it in this fic
"No..." His voice trailed.
ZeldaQueen: My voice tends to track, personally
"Jack..."
My voice was hoarse, barely above a whisper, and my body trembled as he knelt before me and took me into his arms. His own was trembling slightly, and, in the soft light, I could see his eyes glimmering. He held me tightly against his chest, and I felt drops of warm moisture atop my head as he lay his cheek upon it.
ZeldaQueen: Dear lord, we finally get action and it's just wangst! \~/
"Kate, what's...?"
Jack and I looked up to find my uncle standing at the head of the corridor, while behind him stood the rest of the crew, all of whom looked puzzled. Uncle Hector's eyes widened as he looked at Jack and me.
"I've...I've lost it," I sobbed. "It's gone..."
ZeldaQueen: Oh yes, the entire crew has walked in at this point! How convenient! She's ready for her close-up, Mr. Demile!
"Shh," Jack murmured, gently caressing my hair.
I could feel his tears as they came to rest upon the crown of my head. Uncle Hector looked on, looking angry and concerned.
ZeldaQueen: At the risk of sounding nasty, going by how Damien, Lily, and Arabella turned out, I'm just thinking we dodged a bullet
Jack had carried me to our quarters, to which he immediately shut the door and assisted me to bed after I had cleaned myself.
ZeldaQueen: After he fed her a bottle and burped her, of course.
No, I don't care if I sound unfeeling. This bitch gets babied more than Bella Swan!
The tears had not left my eyes, and I doubted that they ever would.
ZeldaQueen: *starts sawing away at the World's Tiniest Violin*
Jack sat down next to me on the bed, gently caressing my cheek.
"What have I done?" I asked hoarsely.
"You've done nothing wrong," he answered, his voice straining to keep from breaking.
"I've killed our child," I sobbed. "Jack...I've killed our own child!"
I began to sob anew, feeling overcome with such a coldness that it chilled my very soul and heart.
"No, Kate," he murmured, his voice broken. "None of this is your fault."
He brought me into his arms, and together we mourned the loss of the child we would never know.
ZeldaQueen: I'm really sorry if this comes out sounding horrible, but I honestly don't care. Really.
For starters, the baby served no purpose at all. Plotwise, Kate was only knocked up as a cheap way for Gethesemane to show us what an evil bitch Calypso is. We're apparently supposed to feel bad that an unborn child was killed, but said unborn child was pretty much written in for the sole purpose of dying. Gethesemane essentially stuffed an unborn baby in the refrigerator, and expects us to think Calypso's the monster.
Also, I'm sorry but yet again, this conflict only came about because Kate was a total dumbass. She knew Calypso knew she was pregnant, she knew Calypso was gunning for her, and she knew she'd be safer on the Flying Dutchman. She outright said that Jack would be fine with her going over there if it was in the name of protecting the baby. She knew all of those things for four chapters, and yet she made no effort to leave the ship, to explain this to Jack, or to in any way strike against Calypso first.
Finally, I know what Kate will do to Calypso. It's blindly obvious that this is all a transparent excuse for Gethesemane to have her self insert hurt Calypso without being called out on being petty and horrible.
So to recap, Gethesemane stuffed an unborn child into the fridge, had this happen through her avatar's blinding idiocy, and did it all in the name of excusing revenge on a character that she hates for being the canon love interest of Davy Jones.
Right. Say I'm a bitch if you want, but I'm sorry. I just am pissed off by this all
Barbossa
ZeldaQueen: \~/
After Jack had taken Kate to their cabin, I stormed into the brig, angrier than I had ever been.
ZeldaQueen: Because the selfish pirate Barbossa has never had anything in his life that he cares about more than the Sue, oh no
And my quarry sat in her cell, yet she was not looking so lost and angry as she had when I had last seen her. No. She looked triumphant.
ZeldaQueen: I say go her. I'm firmly convinced that Calypso's the only one who realizes that Kate's a Sue and is determined to get rid of her \~/
"Did you enjoy that?" I hissed.
ZeldaQueen: (Calypso) "I sure did, lover-boy!" *puffs cigarette
She smiled, yet said nothing. I grasped the bars, rattling them violently.
"Did you?" I yelled. "Have you gotten your revenge now? Haven't you had enough?! You murdered an innocent child and put the parents through more hell than either deserve!"
ZeldaQueen: Seriously, why do these people put such emphasis on the innocence of children? They're pirates! Pirates didn't particularly CARE about children. PIRATES KILLED CHILDREN! No it wasn't nice, but PIRATES WEREN'T NICE!
God
"Now you know how cruel I can be!" Calypso said through gritted teeth.
ZeldaQueen: That must have been difficult for enunciation \~/
I glared at her. "Once we get to the Conclave, you will see how cruel I can be."
ZeldaQueen: Actually no, because you don't let off of your "Let's free Calypso" plan. If you were really so cruel, you'd just stab or shoot her right now, seeing as she's mortal and thus can die!
(Author's Note: I feel bad now for making this happen to Kate. Good Lord, she's taken quite a beating...)
ZeldaQueen: *swells with fury* OH YES, THE WAY SHE'S MARRIED TO THE MAN OF GETHESEMANE'S HER DREAMS AND GETS (ALLEGEDLY) FANTASTIC SEX WHENEVER SHE WANTS AND EVERY CHARACTER ON THE SHIP AND DAVY JONES DO ABSOLUTELY NOTHING BUT CATER TO HER EVERY WHIM, YEAH SHE JUST HAS HAD A SHIT EXISTENCE, HASN'T SHE?
I'm dreadfully sorry. I promise I'll have calmed down by the next chapter
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Chapter 22
Katherine
ZeldaQueen: \~/
Evening had fallen once more.
ZeldaQueen: Yes, that does tend to happen at least once a day, I've noticed
I stood with Jack at the helm of the Pearl again, this time content, yet feeling quite exhausted.
ZeldaQueen: Right, I did not need to know that
He had his arm around me, just as he always had, and together we stood in silence for several moments.
ZeldaQueen: And yet they don't act overly affectionate in front of the crew, oh no \~/
Beyond the black deck loomed a vast expanse of deep, midnight blue, with tiny diamond-like stars piercing the otherwise thick shroud that was night. The water was calm, with the breeze impelling the ship ever so gently forward. It was peaceful this night.
But my contentment and peace was not to last.
ZeldaQueen: DUN DUN DUUUUUN!
I gently broke away from Jack's arms, eliciting from him a questioning expression. My stomach was aching, which I attributed to hunger pains.
ZeldaQueen: (Gethesemane) DEAD HERRING, BITCHES!
"I'm going to go get something to eat," I said softly. "Do you want anything?"
ZeldaQueen: (Kate) "An anachronistic cliche, perhaps?"
He smiled and shook his head. "No."
I returned his smile and gently kissed him, then made my way down the flight of stairs and below deck.
ZeldaQueen: Yeah, yeah, let's just get this over with, shall we? \~/
I had barely gone a few steps down the dimly lit corridor before I felt a sharp, sudden burst of pain in my abdomen. I gasped, placing my hand to my stomach, just as another wave of pain rolled through it.
ZeldaQueen: *waves a cutlass* Yo ho, bitch
No. Not my stomach.
My womb.
ZeldaQueen: Is it just me, or do Gethesemane's Sues go on about their wombs a lot, when "stomach" would be more appropriate?
Oh, no! God, no! Please, no!
I collapsed to the floor with the pain's increasing intensity, clutching at my middle. My heart was roaring in my ears as I registered what was indeed happening, and I clutched at the wall with my free hand, tears flooding my eyes. I felt liquid warmth between my thighs, and, in the dim light of the few lanterns, saw the deep, blackened crimson that was now in a small puddle on the floor.
ZeldaQueen: So...apparently the fetus was melted? I mean, I'm no expert on this sort of thing, but she was apparently starting to show. I'd imagine that there'd be more than the Hollywood puddle of blood
I screamed, yet, through my screams, I heard a soft, low laugh of satisfaction emanating from further down the corridor, possibly from the brig.
ZeldaQueen: Or possibly from the Sporking Chamber
"Kate? Kate!"
I looked up to find Jack hurrying towards me, his eyes filled with concern. Once he saw my condition, however, the concern was replaced with fear and hurt.
ZeldaQueen: (Sparrow) "So she really is a Sue! How did I miss that?"
I looked up at him through my own veil of tears.
ZeldaQueen: Apparently Gethesemane read A Barrel of Laughs, a Vale of Tears and decided to use part of it in this fic
"No..." His voice trailed.
ZeldaQueen: My voice tends to track, personally
"Jack..."
My voice was hoarse, barely above a whisper, and my body trembled as he knelt before me and took me into his arms. His own was trembling slightly, and, in the soft light, I could see his eyes glimmering. He held me tightly against his chest, and I felt drops of warm moisture atop my head as he lay his cheek upon it.
ZeldaQueen: Dear lord, we finally get action and it's just wangst! \~/
"Kate, what's...?"
Jack and I looked up to find my uncle standing at the head of the corridor, while behind him stood the rest of the crew, all of whom looked puzzled. Uncle Hector's eyes widened as he looked at Jack and me.
"I've...I've lost it," I sobbed. "It's gone..."
ZeldaQueen: Oh yes, the entire crew has walked in at this point! How convenient! She's ready for her close-up, Mr. Demile!
"Shh," Jack murmured, gently caressing my hair.
I could feel his tears as they came to rest upon the crown of my head. Uncle Hector looked on, looking angry and concerned.
ZeldaQueen: At the risk of sounding nasty, going by how Damien, Lily, and Arabella turned out, I'm just thinking we dodged a bullet
Jack had carried me to our quarters, to which he immediately shut the door and assisted me to bed after I had cleaned myself.
ZeldaQueen: After he fed her a bottle and burped her, of course.
No, I don't care if I sound unfeeling. This bitch gets babied more than Bella Swan!
The tears had not left my eyes, and I doubted that they ever would.
ZeldaQueen: *starts sawing away at the World's Tiniest Violin*
Jack sat down next to me on the bed, gently caressing my cheek.
"What have I done?" I asked hoarsely.
"You've done nothing wrong," he answered, his voice straining to keep from breaking.
"I've killed our child," I sobbed. "Jack...I've killed our own child!"
I began to sob anew, feeling overcome with such a coldness that it chilled my very soul and heart.
"No, Kate," he murmured, his voice broken. "None of this is your fault."
He brought me into his arms, and together we mourned the loss of the child we would never know.
ZeldaQueen: I'm really sorry if this comes out sounding horrible, but I honestly don't care. Really.
For starters, the baby served no purpose at all. Plotwise, Kate was only knocked up as a cheap way for Gethesemane to show us what an evil bitch Calypso is. We're apparently supposed to feel bad that an unborn child was killed, but said unborn child was pretty much written in for the sole purpose of dying. Gethesemane essentially stuffed an unborn baby in the refrigerator, and expects us to think Calypso's the monster.
Also, I'm sorry but yet again, this conflict only came about because Kate was a total dumbass. She knew Calypso knew she was pregnant, she knew Calypso was gunning for her, and she knew she'd be safer on the Flying Dutchman. She outright said that Jack would be fine with her going over there if it was in the name of protecting the baby. She knew all of those things for four chapters, and yet she made no effort to leave the ship, to explain this to Jack, or to in any way strike against Calypso first.
Finally, I know what Kate will do to Calypso. It's blindly obvious that this is all a transparent excuse for Gethesemane to have her self insert hurt Calypso without being called out on being petty and horrible.
So to recap, Gethesemane stuffed an unborn child into the fridge, had this happen through her avatar's blinding idiocy, and did it all in the name of excusing revenge on a character that she hates for being the canon love interest of Davy Jones.
Right. Say I'm a bitch if you want, but I'm sorry. I just am pissed off by this all
Barbossa
ZeldaQueen: \~/
After Jack had taken Kate to their cabin, I stormed into the brig, angrier than I had ever been.
ZeldaQueen: Because the selfish pirate Barbossa has never had anything in his life that he cares about more than the Sue, oh no
And my quarry sat in her cell, yet she was not looking so lost and angry as she had when I had last seen her. No. She looked triumphant.
ZeldaQueen: I say go her. I'm firmly convinced that Calypso's the only one who realizes that Kate's a Sue and is determined to get rid of her \~/
"Did you enjoy that?" I hissed.
ZeldaQueen: (Calypso) "I sure did, lover-boy!" *puffs cigarette
She smiled, yet said nothing. I grasped the bars, rattling them violently.
"Did you?" I yelled. "Have you gotten your revenge now? Haven't you had enough?! You murdered an innocent child and put the parents through more hell than either deserve!"
ZeldaQueen: Seriously, why do these people put such emphasis on the innocence of children? They're pirates! Pirates didn't particularly CARE about children. PIRATES KILLED CHILDREN! No it wasn't nice, but PIRATES WEREN'T NICE!
God
"Now you know how cruel I can be!" Calypso said through gritted teeth.
ZeldaQueen: That must have been difficult for enunciation \~/
I glared at her. "Once we get to the Conclave, you will see how cruel I can be."
ZeldaQueen: Actually no, because you don't let off of your "Let's free Calypso" plan. If you were really so cruel, you'd just stab or shoot her right now, seeing as she's mortal and thus can die!
(Author's Note: I feel bad now for making this happen to Kate. Good Lord, she's taken quite a beating...)
ZeldaQueen: *swells with fury* OH YES, THE WAY SHE'S MARRIED TO THE MAN OF GETHESEMANE'S HER DREAMS AND GETS (ALLEGEDLY) FANTASTIC SEX WHENEVER SHE WANTS AND EVERY CHARACTER ON THE SHIP AND DAVY JONES DO ABSOLUTELY NOTHING BUT CATER TO HER EVERY WHIM, YEAH SHE JUST HAS HAD A SHIT EXISTENCE, HASN'T SHE?
I'm dreadfully sorry. I promise I'll have calmed down by the next chapter
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