Arabian Knights

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'Watch my life pass me by,
in the rear view mirror.
Pictures frozen in time,
are becoming clearer.
I don't wanna live another day,
stuck in the shadows of my mistakes.'

- 'What's left of me' by Nick Lachey

How odd.

How very odd.


Not two days had gone by aboard the Black Pearl, and the crew had Still not managed to find land.


Their first plan was to skim around the edge of the Country, keeping a weather eye open for port or dock in which they could hold their ship.


But it was useless.


Thanks to Jack's wayward compass, the ship had been steered further and further out to sea, almost as if there was a barrier from stopping it getting any closer to where they were supposed to be heading.


Elizabeth stood at the front of the ship, looking out at the open Ocean.


She had missed this.


During her final hours with Will aboard The Golden Eagle, the newly married couple had stayed out on the deck of the ship all day and night, just watching the waves collide with one another...completely appreciating the solitued of the moment...without losing themselves in one anothers embrace.


Sadly, she had never got the chance to consumate their wedding vows.
The Ocean had took him from her that very same night.


And she would never forget it.
Never wanted to forget.


"I thought I told you to stay below decks?" Came Jack's rum-mangled voice from behind her.


Elizabeth rolled her eyes.
"And you really thought that I was going to do whatever you asked of me?"


Jack smirked at her attitude.
He expected nothing less of her.


"I would only expect you to do whatever I said if you even bothered to listen to me in the first place"


Elizabeth turned around to look at him.
The wind was coming from an eastern direction, blowing her hair slightly with the warmest touch.


"Jack, the only way I would ever do what you asked of me would be if it was a matter of life or death" She folded her arms across her chest defiantly. "And since this is neither a life or death situation, I must tell you to shut your big fat trap and leave me to my business"


Jack could not help but smirk.
There was that fire that he admired so much about her.


"It is a life or death situation...If anyone finds you here with me and my crew, they will castrate us" He (waved) his bottle of rum around, pointing at the crew behind him, who were going about their business.
He leaned in closer to her, almost talking at a whisper. "So what is it about you that makes you so special, eh?" He glanced at her up and down, a flicker of the eyes that she would have missed if she was not looking back at him.


"I don't know what you mean" She told him sternly.


Why was he looking at her so inquizitively?


"For some reason, you were kept in your own room, with your own guards...why was that?" He asked her, looking her directly in the eyes.


Elizabeth held a confused expression.


"Because Arafat thought I was a treasure..." She answered him.


She took a step back and turned, looking out at the Ocean once again.


"But Why did he think you were a treasure?" He asked her again, walking forwards and standing beside her.


Jack knew something was wrong.
He knew as soon as he awoke from his unconsciousness that day when they both escaped.


Something strange had gone on in that room...
something that he needed to figure out.


Elizabeth seemed confused.
Jack had a point.


Why DID Arafat think she was a treasure?
Sure, she knew she was good looking, many men had told her that often enough....

Jack pondered upon her expression.
She too seemed to be mulling over the answer.

Jack suddenly remembered Arafat's words to him, before he had seen Elizabeth standing there in that room...looking like a complete woman.

..."Where does that lead to?" Jack asked, pointing to the yellow curtains.


There was something in there that he was looking for, he was sure of it.


Arafat smirked.
Inside that room was his greatest posession.


"It is the only woman within this Kautilya that will not be touched by any man"


Jack looked at the Indian. Curiosity had deffinately taken over his senses now.


"How so?" Jack asked.


"She came to us through a Captain of your own heritage." Arafat told the Pirate, sitting up and telling the story. "He came here with not a penny to his name. Only the woman in question was what he had left"


"So how did she end up here?"


"The Captain sold her to me for a reasonable price. He needed money, and i could not resist this woman. She had radiant beauty like nothing i have ever seen, and she held something within her that caused men to go weak at the knees as soon as they looked at her" Arafat seemed entraced just by talking about her.


"Then why is she not out here for everyone else to see her beauty?" Jack asked the man, staring at him questioningly.


Arafat glared for a moment. "She is known as the 'Hynaptura'...she is the untouched one. No man may go near her...not even me"


"Why?" Jack seemed to be soaked into this story now.


He knew that whatever was behind that curtain was something that he was meant to find here.


"Many call her a witch" Arafat told him simply. "Any man who tries to touch her intimitely feels a great deal of pain...a pain that stays with him forever"


"Have you felt this pain?" Jack asked.


"Yes" Arafat told him. "It is the pain of falling in love and never having it returned. That is the worst pain of all" ......

"Maybe it was because I am of English origin" She told him matter of factly, stirring him from his own thoughts.


No... Jack thought.


It was something more than that...

Arafat would not have told him this information if it wasn't important....


"Captn'!" Gibbs shouted from the helm of the ship. "I think we've found it!! We've found land!"

Elizabeth ran over to the right hand side of the ship, where Gibbs seemed to be pointing.


In the distance stood three tall towers. There seemed to be sand surrounding them.


"Great!" Jack said to himself. "We've found land...but we don't even know which part of land we've found..."


"Mount Abu" Elizabeth said quietly.


Jack looked over at her strangely. "How do you know that?"


Elizabeth looked saddened.
She could not meet his eyes.


"I heard men talking about 'The great towers of Mount Abu' when I lived in the Kautilya..."


Jack bought her story...for now.
He knew there was something wrong with her...he just could not put his finger on it.


He looked over at the helm.


"Mr. Gibbs!"


"Aye, Capt'n?"


"Head towards the towers...we will find a place to dock"


"And what if there is no dock?"


Jack thought for a moment. "Then we will just have to build one"


The crew looked over at him, utterly perplexed.


He smirked widley, his hands held up in a 'don't shoot' position. "Only kiddin'"


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"Is there anything you are planning on finding here?"


"Maybe...probably...I don't know"


Elizabeth glared at him.


He looked over at her and smiled. "I have this new instinct, you see"


Elizabeth stubbornly looked around her.


With their being no dock, they had to put the boat in the shallow waters and hope to God that the tide did not go out.
Well...it was better than buying a dock, anyway.


The sand was an orange colour, and looking around she could see small little hut-like houses among the sand dunes.


"I hope your instinct works...or I swear to God I Will-"


"You'll what?" Jack asked her sarcastically. "Bat your eyelashes at me until I fall down dead?"


Elizabeth glared at him even more.


"There is something here" He told her matter of factly.


He could feel it.
There was someone or something here that he needed to find.


He needed to ask questions...
he needed some answers.


"What are you looking for?" She asked him curiously. "For almost three days now I have been a guest on your bloody ship" She looked over at him. "And you still have yet to tell me exactly what you were in India for in the first place!"


Jack knew she had a point.


"I'm looking for the 'T'hak Mahara'."


Elizabeth frowned. "Your looking for what?"


Jack rolled his eyes. "The 'T'hak Mahara" He repeated. "It is a sacred treasure, and it thrives within the walls of India"


"What does it do?" Elizabeth asked him, sounding interested.


Jack gave her a look. "Why?" He asked her curiously. "What's it to you?"


Elizabeth gave him a stern look. "What does it do?"


Jack sighed.
At the end of the day she was going to find out anyway.

"It has the means and powers to be able to make me...erm...superhuman" He told her, smirking.


Elizabeth shook her head. "Are you trying to tell me that YOU will become Immortal?!" She asked him, laughter running through her words.


Jack glared at her. "Your just jealous" Jack told her spitefully.


Elizabeth glared back. "And why would you want to become Immortal?" She asked him, changing the subject.


"Well...Why not?"


A sudden wind began to pick up, blowing the sand in all directions.


The crew were starting to struggle with the ropes that they were using to tie the ship down.


Jack's hat suddenly left his head.
He saw it blow with the wind, and with a worried look, he started to run after it.

"MY hat!!" He exclaimed as his hat traveled along the ground, before being blown up a sand dune.


Elizabeth watched the scene in front of her, a smile playing on her lips.


Jack was many things...
but at this moment in time, he was an Idiot.


Jack stopped at the top of the Dune, his hat stuck on a small rock that seemed to be holding it there.


As he picked it up and placed it on his head, he looked around him.


There was a vast city on the otherside of the Dunes.
It was thriving with life.


And that familiar pull made him want to move towards it.


"LADS!" He shouted down at his crew, whom all stopped to see what their Captain was shouting for.


"We've found our directions...follow me"


And with that, Jack disappeared over the other side of the Dunes.


Walking into either saftey, or complete danger....


And knowing Jack,
it was going to be the second one.