New Fic

Chiki (minie), Surreal, and Kate, here is our paradise where we can work on our new fic. I think I'll start just so we can get that out of the way and because I have some time on my hands for once.

(We are on a distant island in what looks like the New Zealand/Australia region. We narrow in to a small chapel next to the pier. Footsteps are walking into the chapel.

It is Barbossa, opening the door where we see Elizabeth and Will at an altar with a minister.)

Minister: Ah, another witness. (Barbossa sees Gibbs, Cotton, Pintel, Ragetti, and Marty standing behind the couple) Let us continue. Do you, William-

Will: We said no last names.

Minister: My apologies. Do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, to love and honor her in all the days of your life?

Will: I do.

Minister: And do you, Elizabeth, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, to love and honor him in all the days of your life?

Elizabeth: I do.

Minister: By the power invested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife.

(Will and Elizabeth share a tender kiss)

Barbossa: Now can we get movin?

Elizabeth: One would think, Barbossa, you were reluctant to see me married off? (smirks, still not crazy about being with him)

Barbossa: Cute. Let's move out.

(Will places his arm around Elizabeth.)

Will: I'm sorry it's not the right time for a honeymoon. I promise you we'll have one later.

Elizabeth: (smiles) It's the least of our worries. (Kisses him) Will? There's something you need to know...

Will: Elizabeth, we've been through this. I know already.

Elizabeth (waits for crew to go): No, you don't know! (looks down at the ground) I didn't only kiss him. (waits for Will to respond. He doesn't.) I killed him.

Ooooo... dun dun DUN!!! Elizabeth marries Will and THEN tells him??! That seems so like her!!!! Brilliant start, this has me so excited.

Willo, I didn't get the forward with the plot line idea... could you try and resend to fill me in???

(is this thread only for chiki (minie) surreal or kate to post in here?) well lol ive posted🙂 tht sounds so kl for a start!, i agree tht is a bit like here- rebel!!

Anyone can participate. Kate, I'll PM you my idea.

Ok, here's a bit. I hope it works. 😄

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Will: You killed Jack?

(He considers this for a moment, and he seems to finally understand. Elizabeth waits for his response anxiously.)

Will: I see. (he bows his head, obviously struggling, and he looks up with a serious expression on his face) Well then. There is only one thing to do now.

(Will backs Elizabeth against the wall, still looking angry. She looks dejected, until she sees the stony expression melt into a smile.)

Elizabeth: You -- you...(she pauses, unable to really be irritated with his teasing) You're not angry? (She searches his gaze, looking for any signs of doubt.)

Will: I'd be lying if I said I was thrilled that you kissed Jack, even if you did it to save others. I wish you had told me earlier...But -- (he leans down so that his lips are inches from hers and whispers) you may make it up to me.

(Elizabeth gazes up at him for a moment and then they are kissing, unsure of who made the first move. Will presses her up against the wall as all the tension drains from both of them, only to be replaced by passion. Will slides his fingers through Elizabeth’s hair, and kisses her neck. Elizabeth’s fingers work to unbutton his shirt.)

Barbossa: There you are.

(Will and Elizabeth jump and Elizabeth nearly tumbles out of Will’s arms. Barbossa laughs at them.)

Will: Oh…were you um…

Barbossa: Yes, we’re waiting on the happy couple. You coming or what?

Elizabeth: (seems mightily disappointed that she’s been interrupted yet again.) Not yet, we’re not.

Barbossa: (his smug smile fades slightly) Now look here lass –

Elizabeth: No, you look here. (glares at Barbossa, then at Will, as if daring them to contradict her. Will shows what a wise man he becomes and doesn’t argue with her.) I have waited a long time for this moment, and nothing is going to ruin it. Do you hear me? Come on Will.

(Will shrugs at Barbossa and allows Elizabeth to pull him from the church. She seems quite determined, and Barbossa watches them leave.)

Pintel: (sidles up to Barbossa, with an unhappy Ragetti trailing behind him.) Couldn’t stop them, could ye?

Barbossa: (scowls.) What does it look like?

Pintel: (happily) It looks like I won meself a bit of money.

(Ragetti holds out a coin and Pintel takes it. The two wander off, arguing over whether the wager was fair, and Barbossa shakes his head.)

Barbossa: At least this shouldn’t take long…

TWO HOURS LATER – THE DOCKS

(Barbossa is pacing the docks. He looks irritated. In the background most of the crew are making final preparations to board the ship. Pintel and Ragetti are bickering over who is carrying the heavier side of a crate.)

Barbossa: (bellows) Shut your holes and get on the ship! Prepare to cast off in the next ten minutes…if you can manage that small task.

Ragetti: But what about Elizabeth and Turner?

Barbossa: (looks like he’s about to blow a blood vessel) Did I give you an order or not? Get movin’ you scurvy dogs!

( The sound of laughter drifting down the dock causes Barbossa to turn. He rolls his eyes and attempts to scowl at the happily disheveled couple walking towards him. Apparently not even Barbossa’s best Evil Glare can bring their mood down, because they just smile brightly at him. Elizabeth’s hair is wild and her lips are swollen, and Will looks deliriously happy. His shirt is not buttoned properly, so it is lopsided.)

Barbossa: Tis about time you be getting’ back. We were going to leave ye behind. (He wrinkles his nose at them) And Turner…button your shirt, lad. (he smirks at their sheepish expressions as he turns and walks up the gangplank.)

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(Tia Dalma's shack. She's still there, alone, her crab legs dispersed on her table. She arranges them in a special way and then takes her locket and unfastens it from the chain. She dangles the chain over the legs and the chain begins to drift left, the west side of her shack. She is very surprised by this. She drops the locket. It falls open and plays its song. A tear drips down her cheek.)

Neighbor (one of the women we saw at the end of DMC outside the shack): Madam?

(Tia wipes her face)

Neighbor: We was wondrin', madam, if ya learned a thing about...

Tia: Yes, there be nothin' for ya to worry 'bout der.

Neighbor: Everybody gonna want to hear dat, madam! (pause) What's wrong?

Tia: (points to the locket) Der is some-tin to worry 'bout, for William Turner and his crew to worry 'bout.

Ah, I see you guys started 😄 Awesome. Who's next?

Whoever is inspired.

I'm totally into it. I just don't want to post a story when you or Surreal post another at the same time lol. I'm writing now.

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(the ship Barbossa is captaining. I know Tia said "Will and his crew." Just roll with it)

(Barbossa is studying a map. It is a day later and Liz comes out of the cabin.)

Barbossa: Throwin' all caution to the wind, are ye?

Liz: Pardon? (takes over for Marty at the helm)

Barbossa: We both know how long it's taken already, Miss Swann.

Liz: Mrs. Turner.

Barbossa: Back to that name again, I see. We both know how long we've been out here...

Liz: Looking for this man who knows how to get into the Locker was yours and Tia Dalma's idea and you aren't going to blame anyone else for not being able to find him, Captain.

Barbossa: A thousand apologies, Mrs. Turner. I only thought you might be interested to know just how far back your elopement set us.

(shows her the charts)

Barbossa: This is where we was 'sposed to be, ON LAND. It'll take a half day's journey now.

Liz: You made it sound as if we were weeks behind schedule.

Barbossa (long pause): Hard to port.

Liz: Now?

Barbossa: Turn it, girl! (Liz turns the wheel. Everyone runs on deck) Your little promise to marry the boy before the both of ye died just cost us this mission.

Will: Barbossa! What... (sees what Barbossa sees)

(Liz turns. Three ships that have Royal Navy insignias are close behind them)

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The sun burns on a cloudless blue sky. Jack Sparrow is surrounded by dead silence. Alone in Davy Jones Locker…just him and his precious pearl…

Jack: Looks like it’s just me and you… for now. (Looks at his pistol)

Jack: What is the point in staying dead when you’re not dead? (Walks around the beach with his pistol still in his hand)

Jack: No mutineers, no scallywags, no traitors, no Elizabeth in sight with irons… I think I’ll enjoy my stay in Squid face’s paradise. (Goes inside his pearl)

Jack: Not even the devil himself can get me ship. (Goes to the basement of his ship to get what he calls his treasure…his rum.)

Jack: Where’d be rum? (He was expecting boxes with loads of rum. But all he saw was the still debris from the explosion. He then recalls his last battle with the kraken…)

Jack: (shouts up to the cloudless sky) WHY IS THE RUM ALWAYS GONE?!

Woo hoo, glad to bring Jack in early. I smell tension.

(Jack walks up the steps to the helm, a little drunk and a little mad and starts steering it.)

Jack (Captain): Wherever this may take us, boatswain! (whips out compass. It only spins in a circle, never stopping. Jack is disturbed and quickly closes it)

Jack (Boatswain): What was that heading, sir?

Jack (Captain): Never you mind. Just go!

Jack (honest nice guy): You really shouldn't talk to a crew like that, mate. Might want to make them mutiny against you.

Jack (Captain): (points pistol at him) Say that word again.

Jack (Boatswain): I believe it was mutiny, sir. We're coming up on some shoals.

Jack (Captain): That's a good man. Head for land.

Jack (Boatswain): How's that?

Jack (honest/nice): You're dumping the slaves off! Earn you a spot in Heaven it will.

Jack (Captain): I don't need you making passes at me. Retrieve them from the brig!

Jack (Boatswain): Aye aye, sir.

Jack (honest/nice): But there's no one down there. It's just us and the swain.

Jack (Boatswain): I don't see a soul, captain.

Jack (Captain): I figured you might not, half drunk all the time and just stupid and gullible the other half.

Jack (Honest/nice): That wasn't nice. Perhaps you should make it up to him?

Jack (Captain): That's the kind of thinking that lost us the Pearl! Got us here in the first place! (shoots him. He calms down a little. He knows he's only one)

(Jack heads back down the steps, crosses the deck and back out into the sand. He begins pounding his fist into the side of the Pearl, harder and harder until he nearly collapses against it. We hear faint sounds of crying.)

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oh im liking the fic ladies...love it love it!!

Ah, this battle is going to be challenging😄 Poor Jack...

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Will: They are all behind us!

Gibbs: I reckon this is the best time to use our heads, not loose it.

Elizabeth: We either fight or surrender. I'm not going to leave Jack behind.

(Will looks at Elizabeth and sees her determination. He is willing to do the same.)

Will: We have to fight.

Barbossa: Who made ye captain, boy?

Will: I will not stay put and watch us surrender.

Barbossa: If ye want to survive, ye have ta go by my plan.

Pintel: But sir, we can't out run them. We are not in the pearl.

Barbossa: Don't remind me!

Will: Load the cannons!

Barbossa: With what?

Will: Anything! Everything that we got!

Gibbs: But...the rum!

Will: (Gets close to Gibbs face) Everything...

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lol i love this!!!!! what kind of fic is it?

i guess whatever it turns out to be....remember there are like 3 ppl writing this fic....so we'll see where it goes 😄

Keep going ladies....sounds good!!

We know, we just won't tell 😄

Well, I'm waiting for the next person who's gonna take over 🙂

I like that, mina. Builds suspense and is a callback. Fun.

(Liz runs below decks and helps Gibbs load the cannons)

(Will, Barbossa, and the rest are preparing weapons)

(A few cannonballs whip into the sides of the ships)

Will: How did they know we were on this ship? We've been switching ships.

Barbossa: Methinks they got wind of our plan to see the man with the Locker information. Someone musta' told.

Will: A traitor?

(Before Will can respond, a voice booms)

Voice: If William Turner or Elizabeth Swann is on board, you are to come within sight.

(Gibbs and Liz run up)

Gibbs: The Commodore?

Liz: James? (calls to him) James! We're both here.

Pintel: Now's not the time to be switchin' sides, poppet.

Liz: No, it's all right. He has the heart. (calls to him) It's so good to see you! Please, have you heard from my father?

(The men are kind of stunned at this small talk)

Norrington: Elizabeth, I must tell you, your father is on this ship.

Will: Finally, some good news.

Norrington: He is unfortunately, my prisoner.

Ragetti: What did he say?

Pintel: Ask where the heart is.

Liz: Prisoner? (to Gibbs) Treacherous...we'll blow his fleet to smithereens.

Norrington: Elizabeth! For God's sake, no more cannonballs!

Will: Why should we trust you?

Norrington: Because this small fleet...and I...are here to help you.

Ah, willo returns 🙂

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(Jack is lying right next his pearl. Eyes closed, gun in hand, memories still burning him than the hot, steamy sun.)

Elizabeth: I'm not sorry...

Jack: Pirate...

(Flashes his eyes open. He searches through his effects and grabs the compass. The compass is still spinning.)

Jack: My soul I do swear, for a breeze. A gust. A whisper. A kiss ...

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(In Tia Dalma's Hut. She wouldn't keep her eyes of her locket. As the music plays, memories haunt her...)

Tia: I fear for our heroes.

Neighbor: In what way, madam?

Tia: I fear that there'd be betrayals, upon betrayals...

Neighbor: What be the point in staying together.

Tia: That'd be something fer them ta discover.

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Will: How sure are we in trusting you?

(Norrington pulls his sword and lightly presses against Will's chest.)

Norrigton: You think I would have killed you by now, Turner, if I wasn't on your side.

(Will swallows)

Will: What's your action?

(Puts away his sword)

Norrington: Beckett still believes that I'm taking the crew as prisoners.

Elizabeth: I still believe that we should fight.

Norrington: Are you in a suicide mission, Miss Swann--

Elizabeth: --Mrs. Turner.

(Clears his throat)

Norrington: Mrs. Turner, you know that there are hundreds of armed men out there. They have you and your crew mates surrounded.

Will: Are you suggesting that we surrender, Commodore?

Elizabeth: That's absurd!

Norrington: It's the only way, for now.

Barbossa: (chuckles) Think of it as a reunion with yer father, Mrs. Turner.

(Elizabeth glares at Barbossa)

Gibbs: Who'd be the first to surrender?

(dead silence)

Mr. Cottons Parrot: SQUAWK not me!

love it....Love it!!