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He'd been right, as it turned out.

Once in past the rows and rows of knife-sharp teeth, the belly of Jones's terrible beastie had been soft and unprotected. Trapped there in the foul dark, with the last seconds of his life to be measured only by how long he could hold his breath, Jack Sparrow had set to with furious vengeance. He'd fought as hard as he could, slashing and slicing and stabbing in all directions, blind in the blackness and yet grimly determined all the same.

Unused to food that bit back, the kraken had given a horrible echoing cry and vomited him out before disappearing into the depths-- badly wounded, maybe even dying.

He doesn't know.

It doesn't matter.

What matters is that the kraken had let go of the Pearl as it fled, leaving her masts unsnapped and her hull intact. What matters is that he's still there with his ship, one hand tangled in a piece of rope and both of them entirely surrounded by the warm embrace of the sea.

At this depth, the sunlight filtering down through the water looks like a shining Spanish doubloon. As the Black Pearl slowly continues to sink, Jack watches the bright golden coin recede into the distance above, out of reach.

Date: 2006-08-06 04:40 am (UTC)
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And there she is, walking through the water, hair spread around her like the kraken's tentacles.

The light is very, very far away now.

"Hell of a way to go, Jack."

Date: 2006-08-06 04:56 am (UTC)
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"Hurting comes first. Then me."

She takes a few more steps towards him, the fingertips of one hand caressing the rail. Of course he'd go down with her.

"You about tore that creature a new one."

Date: 2006-08-06 05:17 am (UTC)
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"Here we are."

She holds out an arm to him, and her skin almost glows, down here.

"Are you ready?"

Date: 2006-08-06 05:44 am (UTC)
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She bites her lip, looking at him, looking at the ship.

"She'll have me." That's cold comfort. She knows.

On the other hand... who's to say a ship doesn't have a soul?

"Damnit, Jack..."

Date: 2006-08-06 06:04 am (UTC)
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She crosses her arms.

"You're gonna owe me. Big time."

There may be a Look.

Date: 2006-08-06 06:28 am (UTC)
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"I suppose we do."

She wraps one tiny hand in the rigging, and offers the other to him.

"Take my hand."

Date: 2006-08-20 02:07 am (UTC)
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She pulls him into her embrace.

Her wings are wide, and mighty, and they envelop him and the ship, cradling them both as a mother would.

She is more vast than the whole ocean.

And then her wings begin to beat.

What comes after that, no man can say.


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