Lost to the Sea | By : Taimat Category: Pirates of the Caribbean (All) > General Views: 2109 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own the Pirates of the Caribbean movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Disclaimer: I dont own anything you recognize, including, but not limited to, PotC, Johnny Depp, Jack, Elizabeth, the Black Pearl, the island, the sea, yadda yadda. . . I do, however, own Epsilon.
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When she regained consciousness, she did not open her eyes at first. As she lay in the dark, she recognized the sound of the waves, but nothing else. And there was something near her. Her eyes flew open when it moved, and she made to escape wherever this place was.
Easy, luv, came a voice from the something near her. She froze as her eyes began to adjust. She saw a form move to grab a nearby candle, and she gasped. It was the same man she had seen not long ago. The fire glinted off of the trinkets in his hair and burned in his eyes.
He walked towards her, and sat in a chair by her bed. Ye were out for a while.
She glared. That was not my fault.
Didnt think I hit ye that hard. He reached out to touch the back of her neck where he had struck her, but she pulled out of reach.
Dont touch me, she growled.
As ye wish. He lowered his hand. But seein how well be in each others company for some time, will ye at least tell me yer name?
She paused for a moment, thinking. Epsilon, she said at last.
Captain Jack Sparrow, if ye remember. Jack put his hand out towards her, but Epsilon did not take it. He frowned. I wont hurt ye, Jack said softly, but still she did not move. Alright, alright, he murmured as he dropped his hand. Howd ye come t be on that island?
Epsilon looked at him then. Really looked at him. Jack was startled at first by her intense stare, but soon returned it as he waited calmly. Deciding that he was safe to tell, Epsilon thought for a moment, wondering where to begin.
Years ago, I was sailing with my family, I think, not far from that island. She paused. So long ago. . . We were attacked by another ship, and I fell overboard. The next thing I remember is being pushed to shore by the dolphins. There was no sign of either ship, and I crawled upon the island to find myself alone. Except for the dolphins, that is. I spent much of my time in the water with them, and they became my family.
But how did ye survive for so long?
I lived with the dolphins. They caught fish for me until I was strong enough to catch my own, and I ate the plants that grow on that island. The dolphins took good care of me.
Tis hard to believe, luv. Raised by dolphins. How is it ye speak so well?
Not long after I arrived on the island, rumrunners landed. I hid from them, but one found me all the same. His name was Art. The first time I met him, he gave me clothes more suitable for my new life, and those I wore whenever the rumrunners were on the island. They visited the island several times a year, and every time he would bring me books. I enjoy reading, and it was from these books that I learned to speak well.
How long were ye there?
Im not exactly sure. I was there for a few years before you showed up the first time, and I was there until you dragged me off.
Sorry, luv. Commodores orders. Jack winked. Not that I be takin orders from im, but I couldnt leave ye there alone.
I was happy there!
Maybe yell be happier here. And if not, ye can leave once the Commodore lets ye go. But for now, I think yere stuck with us.
They sat in silence then, which remained unbroken until Jack came up with another question. So, ye can talk with them, then? The dolphins?
For the most part, yes.
Jack nodded, mulling over all the new information, and might have asked something else had Elizabeth not entered at that moment. Oh, youre up! Good. Dinner has long since passed, but would you like something to eat?
Jack grinned. Aye, I would.
I wasnt talking to you, Elizabeth sighed, but I guess you can have something too. She then strode out of the room and turned, waiting. Are you coming?
Jack stood and beckoned to Epsilon. Cmon, luv. Come get somethin in yer stomach.
Epsilon stood slowly. She then noticed she was wearing the same thing Elizabeth was; a mans outfit instead of a dress. She felt the steady rocking of the boat beneath her, and was somewhat comforted. The sea was near. As she followed Jack and Elizabeth out of the room, she noticed another familiar thing. The stars. They were still there, shining brightly.
Only a few men were still up. It must be very late indeed, Epsilon noted. Those on deck watched the trio with mild interest, but Epsilon did not like having so many pairs of eyes on her. She squirmed slightly, and was very relieved when she entered another room. It was lit softly, and the remainders of what must have been dinner lay waiting for them.
Epsilon sat next to Elizabeth and stared at all the food before her. She could not remember what all of it was called. She took a slice of something and bit into it, closing her eyes as she did so. Pork. The word entered her head as soon as she tasted the meat. It was cooked pork. She hadnt eaten anything cooked in a long while. The new, yet somehow familiar taste made her mouth water, and she commenced to devour as much as she could get her hands on.
All this Jack watched with interest. He watched the surprised and delighted look that appeared on her face when she took her first bite. He watched her begin trying everything as though she hadnt eaten in days. He watched her until she had eaten her fill. Then she looked up at him from across the table. Something close to fear flashed through her eyes before she glanced down again.
Shes so. . .different, Jack noted, somewhat unsettled by her reaction to his gaze. So unusual.
While Jack was busy pondering, Epsilon turned to quietly ask Elizabeth a question.
If it as Jack says, and I am staying here, where shall I sleep?
Elizabeth thought for a moment. I wouldnt want you to have to sleep with the men, and Im sleeping in the same room as my father. . . she trailed off, feeling she had run out of options.
Could I sleep on deck? Epsilon offered. When Elizabeth tried to protest, Epsilon said that it would feel more like what she was used to than sleeping in a room on a bed. She fought against the protests of Elizabeth and Jack for a while, but eventually managed to convince them that sleeping on deck was what she wanted. She then wandered off to another end of the ship where she curled up inside a great coil of rope, and slept.
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I was planning on this chapter being longer, but as I said, Im very, very sleepy. . . Please review! It gets me motivated, you know. So go on! Click on that little go button! Thank you! (Wow. So many exclamation points.)
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