So the goal here was we had to get lost to find Davy Jones locker.
Of course the ship wandered into a frozen abyss of uncharted territory.
I would never want to travel here even if this was the last piece of uncharted land in the world I would be fine living without discovering it.
It was fucking freezing!
All of us had shards of ice and frost hanging from our all body hair ends. Eyelashes, beards, everywhere. We were passing through a corridor made of ice walls. It was so quiet it was eerie. It was so cold I couldn't feel my nose...or my fingers..or my toes..but i didnt show it.
I was brought from my thoughts hearing Hector's men complaining out loud.
"Why don't that creepy woman bring back Jack like she did Barbossa"
Rigetti chattered as he crossed his arms, shivering tremendously.
I rolled my eyes in annoyance.
"I don't know, she probably just doesn't want to. Wants to make this a journey about our character"
Pintel grumbled as he sent a glare to Tia Dorma, whose back was turned to them, facing forward of the ship.
Typical men...
"Idiots, Barbossa was only dead. Jack Sparrow is gone body and soul..To a place not of death but punishment"
I said coldly, as I glared at them with my arms crossed. They stared at me with fear and shock.
"The worst fate a person can bring upon him self...stretchin on forevah.Dats wat awaits in Davey Jones' Locker"
Tia chimed in with a menacing tone before casting a look to me upon walking away.
I instantly felt a rush of anxiety knowing what she meant with that look. Always reminding me that it was her who saved me..trying to force me to feel obligated to want to live..
How foolish.
Tired of their presence, I walked over to Elizabeth casually.
"Hey Lizzy...so I'm not going to lie, I've grown bored the last year or so. That being said you think Jack would want to play with me?"
I asked with a smirk and wiggled my eyebrows.
I was joking, obviously, but i wasnt lying about being bored right now, so why not screw with Elizabeth
I was bored and from what she told me he was a player. Which to me was the perfect candidate to not get attached to.
The moment the words left my mouth, I felt as stupid as I could ever feel. The feeling grew worse when she gave me an -Are-You-Crazy??- look
"What?! I said I was bored! Stop giving me that look!"
I asked growing more embarrassed by the second.
"Are you mad? Did you not hear me when we spoke last night? He's a scoundrel. A coward. Jack will steal your heart, sleep with you, then leave. Is that really what you want to put yourself through? I'm not saying this to be mean but I've never seen him commit to anything but himself and himself alone. You deserve better than that"
"Yeah that was what I was kind of betting on. I don't want any attachments. Makes things easier"
I shrugged with a smirk but she sighed, looking pitiful again.
"Don't you ever want more for yourself?"
Elizabeth spoke softly, putting an hand on my shoulder. I bit my lip feeling kind of depleted. For a moment I considered opening up like Tia Dorma had wanted...but it was foolish to think what she had shown me would actually hold any truth. It couldn't be him of all people to get me to break my walls down. He was a coward and a pirate.
Pirates don't get happy endings
I sighed, coming to terms with the fact that I'd probably roam the earth as a heartless wench until the end of days before I actually found a real person that would flicker any ounce of hope left for redemption..for happiness.
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Not All Treasure is Silver and Gold
FantasyI think I'm gonna revise this to mature a little more lol Story 1 of Pirates of the Caribbean Jessica Williams is a well profound pirate. her name is known to most places on land and sea. At least it used to be before she disappeared for a decade...
