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A change in the winds	By : zonuz Category: Pirates of the Caribbean (All) > Het - Male/Female Views: 6784 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A.N. I'm so sorry for taking so long to post a new chapter, I don't seem to find any time to write anymore. Here's a nice chapter for you all to sink your teeth in. Enjoy!

Chapter thirty-three: Entering the cave
The air was slightly cooler up in the mountains, which was a nice change from the stifling heat of the jungle. The trees were not as tall or as dense and rock and moss had replaced the soft, leafy ground beneath their feet.
The climb was tough for the sea-fairing crew and the savage men did not tolerate dawdling. They pushed them forward, only allowing them to have short rest stops and little food.
They had been walking for the better part of a day when they saw fire gleaming above them and a cave came into view.
The mouth was enormous, lined with torches set in the walls. The flickering shadows on the walls created an eerie atmosphere, sending shivers down their spines.
They were led through the rocky tunnel, twisting its way through the mountain, until they came to a great room with high ceilings and wide walls. It was like stepping into another world. A grand waterfall fell from the back wall, the water winding its way over the cave floor before it disappeared through a hole in the wall beside them. Torches illuminated the room in a soft, warm glow, highlighting the wooden statues and icons placed around the area. Kenna forgot all about her anxiety as she stared at the scene in wonder. It was so beautiful.
“Bring them here,” a voice sounded, which startled her. She hadn’t noticed the man sitting in a wondrous, wooden chair, decorated with gold and various kinds of jewels, placed by the far wall.
The men pushed them forward and Kenna felt her stomach tighten. This was bad. This was really bad! Jack saw her anguish and reached over to take her hand. She looked up at him anxious and he gave her a comforting squeeze and a smile.
“Don’t worry, luv, I won’t let him hurt ye.”
When they reached the throne, Tobo stood up from the chair and walked towards them. He had a long staff in hand, decorated with carvings, colours and feathers.
“Bring the girl forward,” he commanded and two men grabbed her arms, pushing her towards him. Jack tried to object but received a blow in the stomach and doubled over.
“So you are Kenna, Chantal’s granddaughter? What makes you think you can defeat me? You are just a girl.”
“She’s my grandmother; I’d do anything to get her away from you. I’ve heard the stories and you are not going to imprison her again.”
“So you brought your crew,” he made a slight pause and closed his eyes, “it’s not all human, interesting,” he took a deep breath with his eyes still closed, “and so are you.” He opened his eyes again. “What is this wonderful power? I’ve underestimated you, child. You are not as powerless as I thought, although, your powers aren’t complete. Even with your,” a slight pause, “father isn’t it? Yes, it is, you won’t be able to stop me.”
“We’ll see about that,” Kenna said enraged. “I’m not leaving without her.”
Tobo laughed. “Dear girl, I wasn’t planning on letting you go either way.”
Jack had had enough his threats and pushed his way to the front.
“Jack, what are you doing?” Kenna said frightened.
“Well, well, well, what have we here? A brave knight coming to the fair maiden’s rescue?” Tobo snickered.
“Leave her out of this. Let’s settle this like men.”
Tobo laughed. “Do you think you can defeat me? Your sword is no match for my power.”
“If ye be so confident then why don’t ye prove it?”
“NO!” Kenna shouted. “There’s no need for that. I’m prepared to make you a deal.”
Tobo looked at her curious. “And what do you think you have to offer?”
“I want to suggest a duel. Me against you.”
Jack’s face fell and he started shouting objections but she ignored him.
Tobo laughed. “You against me? That won’t be much of a fight. Besides, it wouldn’t be right to harm you in your condition.”
Kenna’s face went pale. He knew? How powerful was he?
The confusion on the men’s faces told Tobo that they hadn’t known.
“You haven’t told them? Not even the father?” he said astounded. A great grin crossed his face. “No wonder they allowed you to get this far.”
Kenna couldn’t look at any of them, she was so ashamed.
“Kenna, is this true? Are ye with child?” Jack asked baffled.
“Yes,” she replied, still keeping her face away from them.
Her father’s face turned from confusion to fear. It couldn’t be!
Jack couldn’t believe his own ears. She was pregnant with his child. He was going to become a father!
He didn’t get a long time to contemplate what he had just discovered because Christian jumped on him, throwing him on the floor, and punched him.
Hearing the ruckus, Kenna turned towards them and shouted. “What are you doing? Get off him!” She jumped in to pull Christian off him but her father pulled her away.
Jack managed to flip Christian on his back and attacked. The crew didn’t know whether to intervene or not but then decided to do so and pulled the crazed men apart.
“What is the matter with you?” Kenna shouted.
“He got ye pregnant!” Christian replied, spitting blood on the floor.
“That’s none of your concern,”
“Of course it is!”
Tobo was enjoying himself immensely. “Perhaps I won’t have to do a thing; you will take care of killing each other all on your own.” He grinned. “I love a good triangle.”
“It’s great that we amuse you but can we turn back to business? I am ready to fight you, so what do you say?” Kenna said sternly. The battle would give her some time before she had to face Jack and the discovery of her pregnancy.
Jack started to object but she waved him away. “I’ve made up my mind.”
“I won’t fight you, child. It would be degrading.”
“I’m stronger than any of them.”
“And is that supposed to convince me?”
“I just thought you wanted a challenge.”
Tobo smiled. “You’ve got spirit, I give you that. Perhaps I’ll keep you here with your grandmother instead of killing you.”
“Where is my grandmother? I want to see her,” Kenna demanded.
“And why should I allow you to do that?”
“I want to know whether she’s alright. You must be willing to let me see her since you are planning on killing us all anyway.”
“No, I’m not. Men, kill them!” he ordered and the savages attacked. “Don’t hurt the girl; I want her for my own.”
The men started fighting, cutting, stabbing and slicing each other up like meat. The savages fought well but the crew seemed to have the upper hand, being experienced fighters from their numerous battles.
Christian took a swipe at one of the men but missed and got stabbed in the thigh by his spear. Now the savage was unarmed so Christian stabbed him in the stomach and he fell to the ground. He pulled the spear out of his thigh with a scream before he continued to fight the others.
Malak was using his wings to fly around, attacking the men from above. The men had never seen angels before and didn’t know what to do. Malak managed to kill a few of them before his wing got hit by a spear and he fell to the ground. He pulled the spear out of his wing and continued to battle on the ground.
Jack was busy fighting Tobo but wasn’t having much luck. Fortunately Jack was quick on his feet because Tobo’s balls of magic were flying around the room. One ball grazed his arm, scorching the fabric, turning it black. Jack never got close to Tobo; he seemed to have a powerful shield around him.
Kenna fought her way through the crowd of savages, burning anyone in her path. She had no weapons except her wings and hands but was doing fine. She used her wings to knock them off their feet and drove them away with her fire. Chanting a protection spell she fought her way over to Jack, who was just a step from losing the battle.
Kenna found a broken spear on the floor and picked the tip up, hiding it in her palm. She kicked a man in the stomach and sent a ball of fire after another and managed to run behind a statue before they came around. She saw Jack throw himself to the side as a wooden icon behind him exploded. There was no time to waste. She cut her finger and wrote some signs on the foot of the statue she was hiding behind. She looked around and saw that the men were all immersed in the fight so she crept over to another statue, situated closer to the throne, and hid behind it. She wrote the same symbols on the foot of that statue and chanted under her breath.
A wave of magic slammed Jack against one of the golden icons, sending him crumbling to the ground. When Kenna saw what happened she jumped from her hiding place and ran over to where he lay. He was breathing and opened his eyes but clutched his side in pain. Kenna stood up from the floor, her eyes blazing bright green.
“Nobody hurts my man,” she growled as she built up her fire. Her whole body was ablaze as she stalked closer to him.
“You don’t frighten me, little girl. Your fire can’t harm me,” Tobo sneered.
Kenna sent a wave of fire towards him, but he blocked it with his magic. She didn’t give up and kept on attacking but deep inside she knew there was no point, he was too strong. Her rage was the only thing keeping her from giving up, even though she couldn’t beat him, she might get lucky and at least scorch him a bit.
Tobo was enjoying her little show. He knew she was far from being strong enough to harm him so he took pleasure in seeing her try. Her unleashed anger amused him and he imagined she would make a great addition to his household. Being this absorbed into the entertainment he did not notice Jack raising himself up from the ground and move closer to him with his sword raised. Tobo sent a wave of magic towards Kenna, knocking her off her feet. When she tried to stand up she found that she couldn’t. He held her down with his magic.
“This has been fun. I haven’t had such a blast in a while,” he said as he approached her. She tried to fight the invisible restraints but it didn’t work. “You amuse me; your spirit will be a fine entertainment.”
“You haven’t won yet,” Kenna spat as she tried the restraints again.
“I haven’t?” Tobo said surprised. “It seems to me that I have.”
She saw Jack sneaking up on Tobo and tried to find a way to distract him. “Alright, you may be stronger than us but I will never succumb to you. You’ll never get me alive.”
Tobo laughed. “I don’t know whether you are this courageous or just plainly stupid. I can get whatever I want. I am the greatest shaman of all time and nothing can beat me.”
At that moment Jack pounced and rammed his sword through Tobo’s back. Tobo stared at the blade sticking out of his chest, surprised, and then fell to the ground. At the moment his body hit the floor, Kenna felt the magic restraints vanish. She stood up from the floor and ran over to Jack, who welcomed her with open arms and eager lips.
When the savages noticed that their leader was dead they stopped fighting. They knelt down in Jack’s direction and bowed. The crew was puzzled by their behaviour and Jack approached them.
“What are ye doin?” he asked the man closest to him. He raised his head and answered in his native tongue. “We kneel before our master.”
Jack didn’t understand their language so he turned to Malak. “What are they sayin?”
“They say you are their master.”
Jack’s eyes widened in shock. “Their master? I don’t want to be their master.”
“It might not be a bad thing,” Kenna added, “at least we will be safe.”
Jack thought about it for a moment. “You’re right. This might come in handy.” He turned to the men. “As yer master I demand that ye bring us food and a place to rest.” The man he had been talking to nodded and told his fellow tribesmen to take the master and his people to the room where the food was kept and prepare beds for them. Together they left the gigantic room and were led to a smaller one close by.
The room had benches carved into the walls and large stone tables lined in front of them. Some of the men disappeared through an opening at the end of the room and returned with cold meat, fruits and water. The crew didn’t take long to rush to the benches and grab whatever they could get their hands on. Jack led Kenna to a table and sat down beside her. The smell of the food brought her nausea back and Jack saw the change in her.
“Are ye feelin’ sick again?” he asked concerned, prepared to move if the urge to vomit grabbed her.
“Yeah, a bit.” She took a deep breath. “It will pass in a moment.”
He put his hand on her stomach, receiving a startled look from her.
“Why didn’t ye tell me?”
“I didn’t know how you would react. I didn’t want it to interrupt our mission. I was going to tell you when we’d get back on the Pearl.”
“How long have ye known ye be pregnant?”
“I only found out a week ago. The changes to my body, I just thought they were connected to the change. I never dreamed this was possible.”
Jack didn’t say anything so Kenna asked. “Are you angry with me?”
Jack smiled. “No, I’m not angry. Surprised, but not angry.” He kissed her on the forehead. “We’re going to have a child.”
“You want to become a father? What about pirating? You can’t rob ships with a baby on board.”
“Of course I can. I’m Captain Jack Sparrow,” he said with a grin. “I know this will change things but we’ll make it work.”
Kenna felt overwhelmed. She never imagined that Jack would take the news so well. He reached over and brushed a tear from her cheek. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. He winched slightly and she remembered his injuries.
“Let me look at your side, you hit it pretty hard on the statue.” Jack raised his shirt up on one side and Kenna saw the deep purple and blue bruises covering his ribs. “You have at least one broken rib, probably more. You should go and let Steven look at you.”
“There be no need, he can’t do anythin’.”
“Let him bind them for you, they need to heal right.”
“Alright, I’ll do that. But first we eat. You have to keep your strength up.”
Kenna looked at the food and frowned. She was starving but the smell still made her queasy. She reached out for a piece of mango and started to suck on it.
“Good girl,” he teased and received an elbow in his healthy ribs.
When they were done eating the savages led them to their sleeping quarters. There were blankets and pillows in two piles and the floor was covered in straws and leafs.
“Are we supposed ta sleep here?” Christian asked in horror. “I’d rather sleep in the jungle; there at least the ground is soft.”
“Don’t be ungrateful. You didn’t think that Tobo let them have luxurious beds did you?” Malak said.
“I guess not,” Christian admitted. He went over to the piles and pulled out a blanket and a pillow before he found himself a place to lie down.
Jack and Kenna were taken to another room further away into the mountain. When they stepped through the door they gasped. There was a big double bed with satin sheets and fluffy pillows. The bed had a grand carved headboard, decorated with jewels and gold and the floor was carpeted with firs.
“Whoa…” Kenna said in awe. “He sure lived luxuriously.”
“That bed looks really comfortable. What do ye say we try it out?” Jack asked suggestively.
“Jack! Is there nothing else you think about?” Kenna said shocked but amused.
“Why would there be when I have someone as beautiful as ye beside me?”
Kenna rolled her eyes. “Your flattery doesn’t work on me anymore.”
“Oh really?” Jack said as he wrapped his arm around her waist and drew her close. She felt her breath hitch and stared mesmerized into his dark eyes.
“I hate you, Jack,” she said as she crushed her lips against his. He laughed against her lips and started to move them closer to the bed. Then a thought hit her. Grandmother. She pushed him away from her.
“My grandmother! I forgot all about her. We have to find her.” Kenna said panicked.
Jack knew there was no way he was getting any action now so he nodded. “We’ll ask the men where Tobo kept her, don’t worry, we’ll find her.”
They left the room and found the man Jack had been talking to earlier. “Where has Tobo been keeping her grandmother?”
The man, who seemed to be the only one who understood English, replied in his native tongue and Kenna translated for him.
“He’ll show us where she is.”
They followed him to a room far back into the mountain where the man drew up a set of keys and unlocked the door. Inside they found Chantal sitting on a bed, decorated in a similar manner as the one in Tobo’s room. Her room was large and well furnished; she had a tray of fresh fruits on a table and a pitcher of fresh water. In an open closet by the wall there were dresses and gowns in all colours and beautiful headwear made with feathers. They couldn’t believe their own eyes. Kenna ran over to her grandmother and threw her arms around her.
“Chacha! It’s so good to see you again.”
Her grandmother hugged her surprised. “What are you doing here, child. Where is Tobo?”
“He’s dead, he won’t harm you again.”
Chantal hugged her closer. “I’m so glad you are here. But what are you doing here?”
“We came to rescue you. We went back to Port au Prince and found out that you had been abducted. Oh, it’s so good to see you are alright. I was so afraid that he would hurt you.”
“He would never do that. Although he is a bad man he has always treated me with the upmost civility, apart from abducting me, of course.”
Kenna looked at her puzzled. “But why? Why did he take you all the way here?”
Her grandmother sighed.“Because he loved me.”
Kenna was speechless but then regained her senses. “That explains a lot. I always thought he was looking for you to seek revenge.” This information puzzled her greatly. How could a man capable of such cruelty be capable of such love?
“That’s all over now so let us not dwell on the past,” her grandmother said. “Why don’t you introduce me to this man you have with you.”
Kenna smiled. “Of course. Chacha, this is Jack, Jack, this is my grandmother.”
Jack stepped forward and took Chantal’s hand and kissed the top of it. “Nice ta finally meet ye.”
“The man has manners,” her grandmother said impressed. “It’s nice to meet you too, Jack. So, are you and my granddaughter lovers?”
Kenna’s eyes widened in shock. “Chacha, that’s a bit direct!”
“He doesn’t seem to be a man who shies away from directness,” she replied.
Jack chuckled. “I like her.”
Kenna gave him a sigh and turned to her grandmother. “If you must know then yes, we are lovers.”
“I knew it; I could sense it the moment you walked in.” She took a close look at Kenna. “And if I’m not mistaken you are pregnant. I hope for your sake it’s his.”
“How…” Kenna began but her grandmother cut her off.
“It’s a secret talent of mine. When you’ve lived as long as I have you pick up on small things like that.”
Kenna smiled. “Yes, we are going to have a child.”
Chantal beamed with joy and hugged her close. “My little girl, I’m so happy for you.” She then turned to Jack and hugged him too. He was very surprised, but hugged her back.
“Such a handsome man,” she said as she brushed a hand over his cheek. Jack was freaking out but tried not to let it show. Kenna saw it and secretly chuckled. “You two are going to have a beautiful child,” Chantal said as she turned back to Kenna, making Jack breathe easier.
“I think we better let yer grandmother sleep, it’s getting’ late,” Jack suggested.
Kenna knew what he wanted, but he was right, it was getting late. “Yes, you’re right.” She kissed her grandmother on the cheek. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Goodnight my child,” Chantal said and kissed her cheek. “You two best behave now; although the walls are thick the acoustic is very good in here.”
Now it’s was Jack’s turn to widen his eyes in shock. This woman had a dirty mouth!
In shock they both left the room and headed to their own.
“Yer grandmother is somethin’ else isn’t she?” Jack asked when they were out of hearing range.
Kenna laughed. “Yeah she is. Almost as bad as you.”
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