Enjoy... feel free to make requests. Im an absolute pirates of the Caribbean nut, so just feel free to ask for absolutely everyone
When I say I'm obsessed... I kinda mean it and it's a problem but we don't talk about that.
Oops. Anyway ENJOY
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( For this one listen to the soundtrack for Davy Jones - Dead Mans Chest )
Jones plunged his sword through your body, the blood seeped out like blood on a white sheet. It spread down the boat, you screamed and called for Jack amid the ringing of swords clashing in battle. He couldn't hear you, preoccupied as he grabbed the key, and the chest with the heart. He unlocked it and took the contents with him. As soon as you called his name, he ran toward you, sliding next to you. He grabbed your hand, letting a tear slip out of his eye.
He rested his head into your shoulder, lifting it up with a face downtrodden but not completely gone. Jones stood next to you both, his sword ready to plunge into Jack.
"Get away from her, mate,"
"Or what? Love is a cruel thing, it can be severed so easily,"
"Not this relationship mate."
He placed the splinted sword in your hand and plunged it through the heart of Davy Jones.
"I'm sorry... it was the only way," Jack said, kissing your forehead, stroking his hand through your hair that was drowned by the rain.
"You're a cruel man, Jack sparrow!"
Jones was pushed over the edge of the ship, falling to the watery depths.
"I'll serve with you forever." Jack murmured under his breathe as they started chanting.
Part of the crew. Part of the ship. Part of the crew. Part of the ship.
Jack held on as long as he could before they dragged you away, you were dazed by your injury that severed your insides. He reluctantly let go, seeing your face stained in blood and newly shed tears. He longed to hold you while it happened, but that wasn't going to happen. It would all be numb, he hoped. The words of the crew shuddered in his ears, your screams piercing the air. All he wanted now was to take the pain for you.
As the ship plunged downward through the storm, Jack realised he needed to leave. Elizabeth and Will room him from the ship as you went down, Will patted Jack on the back in recognition for what he'd done.
