Muse

A/N: No as long as the previous ones...
This is like an add-on to chapter Nine...the battle, if you will.
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Chapter Ten

*For every tear you cried in shame,
there will be someone else to blame.
For every crime that I commit,
there'll be a punishment to fit.
And I'd accept what's going round,
if i could only lose this sound.
That's been ringing in my ears,
and tormenting me for years*


"Stop it!"

"Be careful!"

Elizabeth was almost growling. "Jack!"

This was totally uncalled for! They were in the middle of an Island and now they all decided to face-off on one another?! Weren't they all supposed to be on the same side?

Well i thought we were...but perhaps not

"Guard the chest!" Will shouted at her.

The other two men looked around at her, noticing she was standing by the chest.


"No!" She shouted impatiently.

The three men resumed their duelling.

Elizabeth followed them along the sand, throwing obscieneties at them as they duelled. She had never seen men act so immaturely.
"This is bar-baric! This is no way for grown men to settle -"

They carried on ignoring her.


" -Oh! Fine! Let's just - pull out our swords and start banging away at each other!"

They were doing exactly what she was saying.


"-This will solve everything!-" She shouted sarcastically, kicking sand up as she went along. The men carried on fighting one another.

"- I've had it! I've had enough! Bloody Wobbly-legged, rum-soaked... pirates!"


Elizabeth picked up a rock and aimed for their direction. It went a little off to the left and missed them completely. This only caused her to become even more angry.


"Will! Enough!" She shouted loudly at him. He ignored her, ofcourse.


Elizabeth started panting madly, fanning her face with her hands.


"Oh! Oh...! The heat!" She exclmaimed before she callapsed onto the white sand, her hat toppling off of her head. This always worked for her.

From sideways on she could see them continuing to fight, completely oblivious to her attempts to make them stop. It was no use.


She sat up then, crossing her legs and putting her hat on top of her head. With her arms and legs now crossed tightly, she began to huff and puff.

Usually men would dote upon her...but obviously not this time.
What the hell had posessed them into this? If they could simply work out a way to solve the issue then there would be no need for swords...men!

She looked at all three of them.


James Norrington; Her ex fiancee...ex commodor...not quite a Pirate. The change in his personality had brought about a new found respect for him, which she found very odd. He was a good man; but she knew that if given the chance, he would glady change colours.

William Turner; Current fiancee...love of her life...still not quite a true Pirate. Will was her Mr Dependable. Say the word and he was there. She loved him dearly, and she would gladly spend the rest of her life with him...but what life would they lead when they were married?
Would she be a blacksmith's wife? Or would his Pirate blood take over him? She hoped for the latter; she was growing fond of Pirate blood...it coursed through the veins and made everything just that little bit more exciting...

Captain Jack Sparrow; Scoundrel...vagabond...a true Pirate. His blood was pure; he answered to no one but the sea. He encaptured everything about Pirates she had always believed to be true...and so much more. He was a force of nature; he made her feel like she could be free when she was around him. He held no rules or regulations...he just was.

And that was the simplicity to him.


She knew when she had kissed Will that it would never be enough. She loved him so much, but she wanted Jack. He was the one thing that made her feel like she was alive... she could feel the rush of life when he was around her, bringing everything he touched into a beautiful rendition of what the meaning of life really was. She needed to keep wanting him...aslong as she had that, she knew she would still be able to feel.


Behind her, Elizabeth felt something move. She turned her head to see Pintel and Ragetti running away.

Where had they come from? she wondered...then realised how close to the longboat they had actually were, having followed the men on their quests to kill one another, only to bring them all back to the edge of the Island once more.
She also noticed the two mangy men were carrying something...

Oh no... She thought to herself, before hauling herself from off the ground and chasing after them, leaving Jack and the others to fight to their deaths.

Bugger them all She thought ignorantly. I told them but they wouldn't listen.

And so she ran after the other two Pirates; further away from the beach, and further into the patch of forest covering the Island on the left side.


She just hoped they would realise she had gone.

*_*_*_*_*_*_*


...Jar of dirt...jar of dirt...Where's me jar of dirt?!

"Jar of dirt!" Jack was asking to himself.

He was the first to make it back from the longboat, ever so glad he had been un-caught from that big bloody wheel. He would still be out there now.

Jack found his dirt under a pile of old rags on the boat, and presently opened it. He dug through the dirt, scraping some out of the jar, before forcing the heart in through the neck of the jar, and into the remaining dirt inside of it. He then scooped handfuls of dirt back into the jar.

Just when Jack thought he was safe; a strange smell assaulted his nostrils. He then turned around to find one of the crew from The flying Dutchman standing behind him, ready to attack.

I thought I'd lost you...Pillock He thought to himself, rolling his eyes.
The sea beastie attacked, forcing Jack to use an oar from the boat to protect himself.


Norrington arrived at the longboat, he noticed Jack fighting but he took no attention. Instead he went straight for the jar, opening the top and began scooping through it until he found what he was looking for. He took the heart from the jar, putting it under his vest without Jack even realising.

And you call youself a Pirate, indeed... He thought. At this moment he himself seemed more of a Pirate than Sparrow.

Norrinton stood back as Will entered the scene, also looking for the chest. He saw it within the loagboat, but unfortunately for him, Jack seemed to know what he was planning.

Using the oar, Jack intentionally hit Will over the head with it; also attempting to hit his sea beastie at the same time.

Elizabeth watched on around her. Having followed Pintel and Ragetti, she ended up within a battle herself.
The chest ended up being dropped, but by the looks of it Jack had picked it up and taken it with him.
She had been chased back onto the beach to where another fight was taking place-

Well...atleast they're not fighting eachother, now She thought with a sigh.

-and it seemed as if the crew of the Black Pearl were surrounded.

She ran over to the Longboat, fending off Pirates who were trying to pull her back. When she got there she knew something was not right...Will seemed to be bent over the boat, motionless. She went to touch him - see if he was alright-

"Leave him lie! Unless you plan on using him to hit something with." Jack told her sternly. She pulled her hand back, almost as if she had been burned.

"We're not getting out of this." She told the remaining men around her. The other Pirates were closing in.


"Not with the chest." Norrington told her, seemingly coming up with a plan. "Into the boat."

And with that Norrington took the chest from the boat, and began to attempt to run through the water, carrying the chest with him.


"You're mad!" Elizabeth shouted after him, seeing the Pirates from the Flying Dutchman start to retreat from the Longboat and follow him.

"Don't wait for me." He shouted back at her, now getting into shallower waters and becomming more able to run quicker.

"Uh, I say we respect his final wish. " Jack added before jumping into the boat.

"Aye!" Pintel shouted, as the remaining crew of the Black Pearl followed suit.


Elizabeth jumped in too, attempting to drag Will in with her. Jack grabbed his arms and pulled him in face first, then looked over at Elizabeth, who gave him a nod of appreciation.


They were finally going back to the Pearl ... and Will was going with them.