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The Siren Song of Pirate Fire
By “Kitty” Katrionna Brannagh
A/N: Good evening, once again. And I say “once again”
because I’ve uploaded two chapters to make up for my neglect. And how have we
been since last time? Good I hope, for if you haven’t been, those of you with
parents may have banned you from AFFN!! And that would not be good.
ERIC: Because then you guys wouldn’t be able to read Kitty’s and my
funny conversations!
KITTY: Eric, I somehow think that these guys read the story more than
they read our conversations.
ERIC: Well they should read our chats. They’re funny,
eehehehehee!!
KITTY: ~_O; Um, yeah. Ok, I
think it’s time to go to the story. Please review luvs!
ERIC: Review, review, review, review, eeeeheheheheheheee!!!!!
KITTY: Oh wait!
EIRC: What??
KITTY: I forgot.
ERIC: WHAT???
KITTY: Some people have told me that they’ve gotten a little confused at
the “timeline” of this story, the ages of the characters, when things happened,
etc., etc., etc.!! So here
*1600: Rum is invented (sorry, had to put
that in there ^_^)
*1650: Jack Sparrow is born in Sleego, Ireland
*1655: Lela Bratchkep is born Sleego, Ireland
*later 1655: Jack and Lela start to become
friends through their parents, Lela-0, Jack-5
*1660: Lela-5, Jack-10; Will Turner (II) is
born
*1661: Lela-6, Jack-11; Elizabeth Swann is
born; Will-1
*1663: Jack and Lela find their hiding
spot in JSM, Lela-8, Jack-13;
Liz-2, Will-3
*1669: Lela turns 14 and the PotC fic begins, Jack is 19;
Liz-8, Will-9
*1670: Jack “proposes” to Lela and she
says ‘yes’; Lela-15, Jack-20; Liz-9, Will-10
*1671: Jack leaves Sleego, Ireland and Lela to become a pirate
on The Black Pearl; Lela-16, Jack-21; Liz-10, Will-11
*1672: Jack loses The Black Pearl to his
mutinous 1st mate, Hector Barbosa;
Lela-17, Jack-22; Liz-11, Will-12
*1673: Elizabeth and Will meet; Liz-12,
Will-13; Lela-18, Jack-23
*1674: Lela leaves Sleego
for unknown reason; Lela-19, Jack-24; Liz-13, Will-14
*1681: The Cursed Black Pearl Crew led by Barbosa attack Port Royal and kidnap Elizabeth; Lela-26, Jack-31; Liz-20, Will-21
*1682: Jack and Lela meet up again after
11 years on Lela’s ship the Siren Fire; Lela-27, Jack-32; Liz-21, Will-22
I did the math and ev’eyfthing is in order so don’t get mad at me. Now,
please enjoy the story.
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Jack tried to reach up and caress her hands but
then remembered they had been bound. Instead, he just leaned his head to the
side and nuzzled against her hair. “Damn it, luv...” he whispered into the soft
black strands. “I was...” Jack ignored the nails digging into his flesh as
Lela’s sobs became more strangled and she tried to cling to him to keep them
in. “I was selfish,” he sighed, his self-disappointment evident. “I was afraid
that...that you didn’t...” He faltered slightly, almost afraid of actually
saying it. “I was afraid you didn’t...love me anymore...” Jack felt Lela stir
and she looked up at him with reddened eyes.
“Not love you anymore?” she repeated,
bewildered. “Jack, we were friends all our lives. We began courting when I was
but fourteen. Barely a year later, you...ye...” She hung her head, wounded
pride and the feeling of abandonment being revived. “Ye told me I absolutely
had to spend the rest of my life with you,” she whispered. She managed a weak half-sobbed
chuckle. “Said you’d fthrow a fit if I wasn’t there to amuse ye and cook for
ye. But then...” Lela unconsciously pressed her cheek closer against her most
beloved friend. “But then you actually asked me if I would, as a question. I
said yes, Jack. I said yes, and I meant it.” She gave a tearful
giggle once more. “You even tried to discourage me later, saying
that you had nofthing, that we’d never live comfortably, and that I should go
find someone who deserved me--”
“Even though there isn’t such a person,” Jack
finished for her, “but ye should find someone better’n me.” Jack took a deep
intake of breath and Lela still clung to his rising and falling chest.
“But I didn’t leave you, Jack,” she reminded
him. “I told you--”
“That you’d always love me, that you’d never
leave me,” Jack interrupted again, and finished with, “that you never could
leave me...”
“Yes...” Closing her eyes, Lela made all the
tears leave her. With one last deep sigh, she stepped away from him, but when
he tried to step back, she stilled him and shook her head. “I have to go speak
with Conleth,” she said quietly. “Just stay here until I come for you.” Only
after a moment’s thought, she leaned forward and gently placed her lips on his
cheek, kissing him tenderly. Then, with a reassuring yet acidic tone, she bid
him farewell: “And I will come back for you, luv. Whatever
happens.” And she stepped away and walked to the door, letting Jack barely hear
her final whispered word. “Always.”
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Jack wanted to
shut his eyes tight, shut out what she was saying, but he resisted and just
squinted, restricting his vision and doing little to numb the pain that he
felt. It was true what she had told him; every word was true. Jack had asked
her to be by his side for the rest of their days, Lela had agreed, and it
seemed like the two would have a fairytale happy-ever-after. The weary pirate
captain recalled that originally, his plan had been to leave for just a while
and then come back and face her. But he hadn’t. Just as his mind taunted him
so, he had taken the easy, cowardly way out. Jack hated to have Lela declare
her devotion to him like that. Pointing out that unlike him, she
would keep the promise they had made to each other all those years ago.
Nineteen years
before...
Out in Seoid gs-Ceana for the first time, two children
found a hiding spot that would become their special place. At this point in
time, the fences made of stone were still whole, bigger and longer across.
Hiding behind one of them, the two children crouched down, concealed by the
tall grasses. The younger dark-haired lass stealthily looked over the sandstone
fence for any sign of the grown-ups they were hiding from.
“Jack,” a little eight-year-old Lela whispered. “Jack!”
“Now what?” laughed the boy, who was not quite thirteen.
“Do you think our parents will find us?” she giggled.
“Oh, I dunno, Lela,” Jack said with mock uncertainty in his voice. “They might very
well do so...eventually, that is. Oh no, sir, it doesn’t look good for us,
luv!”
“Jack, stop it!” Lela reprimanded, still giggling. Not heeding her words, Jack
continued to try and scare her.
“Oh, oh, no, it doesn’t look good a’tall!” he moaned dramatically, effeminately
placing his hand back against his forehead. “We shall be caught for sure! We’re
done for, Elly, done for!” By now, Lela could barely contain her high-pitched
giggles and bursts of laughter.
“Well, mmhahhaha, they will find us and, aheehehhahhaa, we will be
done for if you, teeeheeeheehehe, if ye don’t stop makin’ me laugh!!”
Jack’s eyes gleamed with a wickedly funny idea. “Oh, so ye don’t want me to
make ye laugh, is that it?” Lela saw the look in his eyes.
“Jack,” she protested warily as she edged away, “don’t you even dare think
it--Aagh!! Aahhahahaaajackstopitstopstopstop!!!!”
Lela squealed with laughter and tried to roll away as Jack dug his fingers into
her sides. “Ah,” Jack mused mischievously, “ticklish are we then? I’m going to remember
that, the information could be useful for later on.” Jack kept tickling the
poor little girl, until she started hiccupping. He started to stop and laughed
at the funny sounds. “Whoops, I guess I went a bit too far, eh?”
Just as Lela thought the torture was over, Jack began to tickle her again. She
squealed and tried to stop hiccupping but kept laughing. Soon it was becoming
hard for her to breathe. She tried to gulp in air while demanding to herself
that she stop laughing. Little Lela began to get scared; she could barely
breathe and her breath was still leaving her. She stopped laughing and was
almost crying as Jack finally looked up and saw her panting and wheezing. His
hands flew away from her, held back as if to say, “Look! They’re gone, you’re
ok now, just please stop!”
Lela’s tiny hand was pressed to her chest trying to stop this hyperventilation.
Panic began to fill the young Jack’s eyes and his mind raced as to what to do. She
didn’t have air. She needed air! But how could he get it to her? A crazy idea
suddenly came to him. He’d heard about something that you were supposed to do
when people couldn’t breathe; what was it?
Before he even thought it through, so desperate was he to help his friend, Jack
took a deep breath and quickly leaned down over her and pressed his mouth
against hers, puffing breath back into Lela. After a few moments of breathing
life back into her, Jack straightened up enough to look at her to confirm, for
mostly his own sake, that she was still alive. Her face was a little paler than
usual, she was still breathing heavily, but it had slowed down and the breaths
were deeper.
“Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, Jack!!” she puffed. “Ye tryin’ to get rid of me?!”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” Jack shouted. “I wasn’t tryin’ to kill ya, I was
just tickling!” Pulling her into a tight hug, Jack almost angrily said, “But
don’t ye evuh do that again! Ye scared me outta moi wits!” Lela was a
little confused at why her older friend was hugging her, but being only eight
didn’t think that it was rather uncommon for boys Jack’s age to be so
affectionate and nice.
“It’s all right, Jack,” she murmured guiltily, her breath coming a little
easier, “I wasn’t serious, I know you wouldn’t hurt me.”
“Yer damn right I wouldn’t!” Jack whispered, liking the way the curse rolled
off his tongue, but saying it quietly just in case their parents were
near. “Yer moi best friend. Ye know that don’t ye?”
“Abso-bloody-lutely!” Lela giggled in reply pulling back, trying to mimic the
phrase that Jack often said. “And you’re mine too, Jack.”
“We’ll always be friends, won’t we?” he said more than asked, smiling gently.
Lela was about to answer when Jack suddenly winced in pain. “What the--?”
Looking down, Jack saw his right index finger had been cut and a small bubble
of blood was gathering above the wound. He glanced back at Lela’s worried face,
then down to her dress. At the waist there was a small stain of red on the dark
green-blue almost black fabric and near it was a small metal hook that attached
Lela’s bodice to her skirt. Lela realised what had happened: Jack had held her
so tight when he had been giving her the “kiss of life” that his finger had
been cut through.
Jack was thinking the same thing and shivered at the memory of her pale,
gasping face. Suddenly he heard Lela gasp and make a small whimper. His head
snapped up. In between two fingers, Lela held a small hair pain. And now, on
her finger, blood began to pool on the surface of her fair little finger.
Looking him straight in the eye and smiling slightly despite the tears in her
eyes, Lela clasped Jack’s injured hand and brought it up to meet hers. The two
pressed their fingers together and their blood mixed.
“Friends, now and forever.”
“Friends now and forever,” Jack repeated, urging his fingertip nearer to the
girl’s. “Never to leave the other behind.”
“And always to care for and to look out for each other,” Lela whispered smiling
and snuggling up to her best friend. “I’s’a promise.”
“A promise,” Jack echoed. “A promise, a promise, an ever-binding promise.”
As the words of their
pledge resonated inside his mind, Jack’s heart began to truly ache for the
first time in so long a while. Her words were a merciless onslaught to him, and
at the same time a welcome reaffirmation that her feelings hadn’t changed. Well...they
had changed...because with that constant love was mixed her malice that had
built up over the years since he left her.
Jack almost felt like slapping her, but he also
knew he deserved every cruelly wonderful word she’d said.
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A/N: Ah yes, young love... <dreamy sigh> Sooo
cute! Sorry there wasn’t more. Sstill, t’was short but sweet, eh? Hope you
enjoyed that lit’ul trip to the past. It’s true what they say (however don’t
ask me who ‘they’ are, for I am still trying to figure that one out as
well...): The more things change, the more they stay the same. Fourteen
chapters, holy cow!! I’ve never gotten so far in me life!!! And I think I’m
doing fairly well, wouldn’t ye say?
ERIC: Ab-sooo-luteleh!!
Much love,
~*Kitty*~
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