The Swann and her Sparrow

Chapter Two: The Compass

A/N: Hey guys!!! I'm uploading the second chapter of The Swann and her Sparrow. I hope all of you like it!

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"You heard me. Marry me, and you'll be free from any charges. Don't, the gallows with you." Beckett simply said, getting up from his knees.

"I'd rather take my chances with Davy Jones." I barked, and the sly smirks vanished from Beckett's face.

"Really?" he said.

"Yes." I simply said.

"Take them to the cells!" he yelled, and pushed me to the guards.

"Bastard." I quietly whispered. Unfortunaly, he didn't hear me.

"Let them go!" father yelled, but the guard didn't do anything. I turned to look at him.

"Take care of Elizabeth." Father mouthed to me. I nodded, and turned back.

Don't you know that she can take care of herself? And I'm fine, thank you. I've been proposed to the most vile man in the world, and now I'm sentenced to death. Nothing big. Thanks for asking. I thought and hung my head down.

"Move it!" the guard yelled, pushing me forward.

"Shut up." I said back to him. He did. I smiled. At least I had some power here.

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It was dark in the cell, worse than the one I've been with Jack. I was on Will's right, and Elizabeth was on his left.

They were talking together, and I couldn't blame them. There wonderful wedding just got ruined, and they're bound to be hung.

Stupid Lord. Ruining my sister's wedding. Couldn't he have picked another day. I know he knew that today was there wedding. Being a Lord, he held that power.

I frowned.

Bloody Jack's fault too. If we would've not helped him, we wouldn't be in this trouble. I told myself.

and you wouldn't have fallen in love. A voice whispered in my head.

"No, I don't love. Never have, never will." I mumbled to myself.

"What was that, Isabelle?" Will asked.

"Nothing. Just talking to myself. That's all." I told Will. He walked to me.

"Don't worry Isabelle. We'll get out somehow." he said. I smiled slightly.

"It's no matter of leverage anymore, Will. We can't get out." I grimly said.

"Jack will get us out. He owns us." Will said behind the bars.

"No he won't. He's a pirate. He has the Black Pearl, and that's all he wanted. I'm ready to die anyway. If it was to be, let it happen." I said, and Will looked shocked.

"ISABELLE! You are a mere 22. You are not ready to die." he yelled.

"If God planned that, why stop him with his plans. It's his decision, not mine." I yelled back at Will.

"You should've said yes! You could be out of here, and getting married to an official."

"You know I don't love him!" I yelled. Will stays quiet for a minute, and returns back to Elizabeth.

While they whisper fast, I walk to a corner, the one farthest away from them, and sit down. A tear slides down my cheek. What I said to Will erased my last grain of hope. Jack will never come. He will never save us. He had the Pearl. That's it.