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Title: Curse Of The Black Pearl
Characters: Chloe, Lois, Lana, Lucy, Will, Jack, Norrington, Governor Swann, Barbossa, Black Pearl Crew
Fandoms: Smallville/Pirates Of The Caribbean
Disclaimer: Don't own
Summary: As children Chloe, Lois, Lana and Lucy are caught in the meteor shower and transported through time, adopted by Weatherby Swann. When Chloe is abducted by Captain Barbossa he realizes that although she can't end the curse she can tweak it in their favor.
"You can't be serious." Lana hissed in horror as she listened to Lucy's plan. "You could die!"
"I'm going to do this." Lucy replied, already tying the joined sheets to the bedpost. "If I can just get into one of the cannon holes I'll be able to slip through the ship while everyone is readying for battle, and steal one of the lifeboats."
"We will." Lois informed her, tying her hair back. "I'm coming with you."
Lucy turned to look at her eldest sister. "We could get hurt."
"Chloe and Will will get hurt." Lois replied before turning to Lana.
"Darlings?" Their father knocked against the door, causing them all to jump.
Lana looked between them before closing her eyes and silently shooing them away before hurrying to the door. "Lois and Lucy refuse to speak to you father, how dare you allow those men to lock us in here like this?" She hurried to the desk and grabbed the chair, chocking it against the handle should he try enter. "We are infuriated."
Lucy was already out of the window and sliding down the tied fabric.
"My dears, it's for your own safety." Father declared with a sigh. "And after what happened in Port Royal you cannot truly blame the men for wanting some sort of retribution."
"So you are on their side?" Lana gasped in horror, though her attention was on Lois as her oldest sister slowly climbed out the window.
The only Swann sister left in the room sighed and leaned her forehead against the wall, realizing she was going to have to stall any efforts her father made into coming into the room or communicating with his 'sulking' daughters.
This was going to be a long night.
Jack was obviously playing a game here but damned if Will could figure out what exactly it was. The young blacksmith's assistant turned cursed pirate reached into his pocket and closed his fingers around the doubloon he'd taken, feeling the curse upon him in a way he hadn't expected it to. He felt connected to Chloe on a level he couldn't explain, but it helped him understand a little better why the blackened pirates had acted around her the way they had. He could almost feel the connection between him, the cursed treasure, and the regally dressed girl looking at him with confusion and sadness and a little something else he couldn't quite make out in the dimness of the torches in the cave.
Barbossa eyed Jack with curiosity.
Jack eyed the treasures around them, picking up a tiara and inspecting it thoroughly before placing it on his own head with a smirk.
There were ten pirates who'd stayed behind with them to stand on guard, most of them situated around the chest of cursed gold.
Will stood by the water but his gaze was on the shaft of moonlight falling from a crack above him...and the way his hand turned skeletal under its beam.
"Why did you do it, Will?" Chloe whispered, apparently having made her way towards him while he'd been observing his hand in morbid fascination.
He jerked out of the moonlight, refusing to let her see him like that. "I didn't have much of a choice."
"You didn't put up much of a fight either." She whispered, reaching for his hand and slowly bringing it to the moonlight, eyes on his transformation. "You shouldn't be like this, Will. This shouldn't be you."
He was silent.
"The feelings I have for Miss Lana are purely platonic, brotherly. I do not love her like a man does a woman, and I never shall." He shifted their hands so that his skeletal one was holding hers as he stared into her eyes, needing her to finally understand...not sure how she hadn't figured it all out already.
Chloe looked up into his face, gulping, eyes wide.
She didn't say anything, and yet she didn't try to take her hand from his.
"Now my dears, you must never think such a thing." Her father continued to plead and cajole on the other side of the door.
From where she leaned with her back against the wall next to the door, a chair propped up against the handle, Lana sighed, gazing up at the ceiling, feeling guilty for deceiving her father like this. But she needed to buy her sisters as much time as they needed, and for that alone she continued with this deceit. She prayed to all holy that they would reach the caves and that somehow they would make a difference while still returning back safe to her. The brunette closed her eyes tightly and begged god that if he were there, to please bring her sisters and Will back to her alive, and should he deign to do this, she would do all in her power to right her past wrongs and help her sister and the man Lana loved find happiness...even if it broke her heart.
"Just bring them all back safely." She whispered fervently. "That's all I ask."
"Lana dear? What was that?" Her father asked from the other side of the door, before suddenly there were yelling and the sounds of blades crossing. "Good heavens! We're being attacked!"
Lana's eyes widened in horror and she yanked the chair from under the handle, unlocking the door and flinging it open to see the cursed crew of the Black Pearl engaged in fierce combat with the crew of the Dauntless. "No."
Someone tolled the bells, warning the Commodore and his men in their boats that the ship was being attacked.
Seeing one of the pirates notice them, Lana cried in horror and yanked her father inside of the room before slamming the door shut and locking it in time for a sword to pierce through the wood. As her father tumbled to the ground in shock, Lana grabbed the chair and jammed it against the door handle once more, praying it would hold.
"How dare they-!" Father looked around him before frowning. "Lana. Where are your sisters?"
But she didn't have time to answer, instead searching for something with which to defend herself with.
In the cave, Jack continued to examine the treasure as everyone observed him. Chloe held on tightly to Will's hand and the comfort she got from it, unable to fully understand or better yet believe how things had turned out. Not only didn't she know if Jack was an enemy or an ally, but her family and Norrington were in danger, and Will had been cursed! And not only that, but he'd told her that he in no way felt amorous towards Lana, and while that made her feel sorrow for her sister she hadn't been able to deny the little thrill inside of her. Was she such a horrible person that the thing that would cause her sister so much pain made her...somewhat happy?
"I must admit, Jack, I thought I had ye figured." Barbossa declared, interrupting the silence. "But it turns out that you're a hard man to predict."
"Me?" Jack smirked. "I'm dishonest. And a dishonest man you can always trust to be dishonest. Honestly. Its the honest ones you want to watch out for, because you can never predict when they're going to do something incredibly stupid." Then, moving faster than Chloe had believed the drunkard could, he unsheathed Canker's sword and threw it to Will, before unsheathing his own and lounging at Barbossa.
Will seemed not as surprised as Chloe at this turn of events, and pushed her behind him as he turned the sword towards the other pirates in the room. "I'm taking her."
"She ain't yours to take." Grapple sneered, as he and the others drew their swords.
Climbing slowly up the anchor, Lucy gazed down to make sure that Lois was still there, slowly climbing up after her, and took in a deep breath. If she survived this she was going to have to work on her upper body strength, this was much more difficult than it should be given the fact that in every other aspect she prided herself in being in tiptop shape. The brunette paused when she heard the low murmur of the few pirates who'd been left aboard the Black Pearl to guard the prisoners. She strained her hearing but couldn't make out what they were saying, but she knew they were above on the deck. Chloe's name and Barbossa's intertwined, and she thought there might have been mention about a done deal and something that sounded like but couldn't possibly be 'heathen gods'.
Shaking her head, Lucy finally made it to one of the cannon holes and grabbed purchase on the rim, heaving herself up through it, only barely keeping from falling loudly and ungracefully inside. She stood, took in a deep breath while she made sure that there wasn't anyone in the cannon room with her, before peeking out of the cannon hole and reaching her hand out to her sister.
Lois' hand found hers, and with clenched teeth Lucy yanked her sister into the room, helping her down as they looked around them.
"So..." Lois whispered, pulling her hair out of her face. "We're still alive. Now what?"
Lucy grinned. "Now we free our friends and take back Jack's ship."
Lois took in a deep breath, a surprising smile tilting her lips. "And here I thought this was going to be difficult."
Grinning brightly, Lucy grabbed a discarded scabbard for a weapon. "This way."
Things weren't going as Barbossa had planned, and he only had himself to blame. He'd always known that Jack was a fool and a loose cannon, and yet he'd let himself think that the addled-brained, poor excuse for a pirate captain could actually have learnt his lesson (or some sense) during those years since Barbossa had saved his beloved Pearl from the shame of having such as her captain. And yet here Jack Sparrow was doing yet another foolhardy deed, going against him when the odds were so terribly against him, and just crazy and drunk enough to truly think he might have a chance in bloody hell.
And then there was Bill's boy.
The sound of swords clashing just proved that Jack's stupidity was contagious, as the lad threw away the opportunity he'd been so graciously handed.
"Oooof!" One of the pirates fighting him groaned as Chloe swung a golden tray at the back of his head right when he'd been about to stab the undead Will Turner.
If Jack hadn't come back and decided to be so incredibly stupid, Barbossa was sure that the boy would have joined them happily. He'd seen it in the lad's eyes. Desire. Not just for the lovely blonde, but desire for the freedom that being on the sea would offer him. That boy had pirate's blood in his veins, and that was something that one couldn't hide or escape from.
Barbossa tsked as he shook his head, easily dodging one of Jack's blows. "You can't beat me, Jack." He felt the blade of Jack's sword impale him, and the pirate captain sighed, he'd quite liked this coat. He made a face as he took out the sword and used it to impale Jack, bored with this insanity.
Jack staggered back into the moonlight...to reveal himself a skeleton.
Barbossa's eyes widened in shock.
"That's interesting." Jack eyed his bones before reaching into his pocket and revealing the medallion he must have pocketed when Barbossa hadn't been looking. Even as a skeleton his grin was insufferable. "I couldn't resist, mate."
Barbossa snarled and attacked, Jack yanking his own sword out of himself in time to parry Barbossa's move.
Jack turned and ran, upsetting an end table. "Sorry."
"So what now, Jack Sparrow?" Barbossa wanted to know. "Will it be two immortals locked in epic battle until Judgment Day and trumpets sound? Hmmm?"
Jack jumped onto a boulder and turned towards him, sword drawn, giving a little shrug. "Or you could surrender."
Barbossa laughed and ran after him.
The sound of bodies hitting the water sounded loudly as the few pirates who'd been left guarding the Black Pearl were thrown off of the grand ship, the victory to the newly released motley crew and their two rescuers fair. Lois grinned brightly, pulling a strand of dark hair behind her ear, unable to believe how alive she felt right now. Sure, this was insane, and it had been terribly dangerous and yet, and yet...she laughed, watching as their friends and Lucy cheered. The wind continued to whip her hair messily, she was dressed in overly-large sailors garb, and she was tired and sore from having exerted herself so much...and yet Lois had never felt this alive before.
Her gaze went to her youngest sister, and sighed softly.
She was beginning to see what made her baby sister shine the way she had since they'd left Port Royal.
Lois hugged herself tightly as she watched Lucy.
"All of you, with us." Lucy declared, hands on her hips. "Chloe, Will, and Jack are in that cave and we must save them."
"Any port in the storm!" Mr. Cotton's Parrot flapped its wings.
"Cottons right, lad." Gibbs sighed, shaking his head. "We've got the Pearl."
"And what about Jack?" Lois frowned, taking a step towards him. "You're just going to leave him?"
"Jack owes us a ship." One of the sailors declared.
"And there's the code to consider." Gibbs replied.
"The code?" Lois scoffed. "You're pirates! Hang the code and hang the rules! They're more like guidelines anyway."
The crew didn't seem very convinced.
Lucy looked between them before stepping forwards, her chin raised. "Who is the captain of this ship if not Jack?"
The crew shared a look before a couple of the men suddenly began offering themselves loudly.
Lucy reached for Gibbs' sword and yanked it out of his sheathe, dropping her scabbard as she raised the sword. "Decide quickly. Whoever it is, I challenge him for right of captain."
Silence fell upon the crew as their eyes widened.
Lois' widened as well, but she knew, like the crew, that Lucy was one of the best swordsmen onboard.
"Do you offer yourself as captain?" Lucy turned the tip of her sword towards a crew mate who quickly shook his head no, taking back his previous self-nomination. "You?" She turned to another who shook his head violently. "How about you?"
Gibbs gulped and reached out to slowly lower the tip of his own sword away from him. "What be yer orders, Cap'n?"
Lucy smirked smugly before motioning with her head towards Isla De Muerta. "Mr. Gibbs, lower the lifeboats. We're going ashore."
Lois watched as the crew hurried to do as told, and then turned to her sister.
The Pirate Captain.
Lana and her father had managed to move the desk against the door and were both pressing hard against it to try and keep the pirates from getting in. The war was still going long and strong outside, and from the many cries of agony she feared that their side was losing many of their numbers. She prayed to all holy that the Commodore would be all right. He didn't deserve all he'd been through so nobly just to die like this tonight.
"What the devil?" Father cried, pressing back against the table, one hand on his wig to make sure it stayed on his head. "Push my dear. Put your weight into it!"
Lana closed her eyes tightly and continued pushing against with all her might.
As Will fought three of the pirates somehow all on his lonesome, Chloe looked around her in desperation, knowing she needed to do something. It was true that as undead Will couldn't be killed no matter how many times he was stabbed, but it also meant that this battle would be unending. She'd overhead Barbossa saying something about fighting until the Judgment Day, and that was exactly what was going to happen if she didn't do something! And her father and sisters and James were out there being attacked by the crew of the Black Pearl! And they weren't immortal undead! They'd die! She needed to think of something! She needed to think of something now!
Suddenly her tattoo throbbed and she cried, pressing her hand to it. The pain was incredible, and she lost her footing, giving a little shriek as she tumbled down the mountain of gold into the cave's river, finding herself submerged under the water.
Like a miracle the pain was gone, and Chloe could hear a voice.
"Break da connection." That female ordered her. "End da curse."
Chloe looked up at the surface and then around her once more, trying to find where the voice was coming from.
"Begun by blood...wid blood undone."
The blonde kicked upwards and surfaced, swimming to the shore and pulling herself out of the water.
She looked up in time for Will to reach her, pulling her up.
"Are you hurt?" He asked, looking down at her.
"We need to break the curse." She whispered, holding his arms.
Will nodded, reaching into his pocket and pulling out the medallion, slicing his palm with his sword, the blood pouring onto the medallion and covering it in sticky, rich red, before he passed it to her. He then turned and raised his sword in time to stay the blow of the pirate who'd come chasing after him. "Go!"
Nodding, Chloe grabbed the skirt of her dress and began to climb back up the mountain of gold towards the chest. She slipped and slid a couple of times before finally making it to the top, gazing down at the cursed gold before dropping the medallion with Will's blood in with its brethren. Her green eyes narrowed as she gazed at her own dried blood on the coins, realizing that this wouldn't be enough. Even if Jack dropped his bloodied coin in this chest there was still herself and her mysterious power keeping the pirates alive.
Her gaze fell on a silver, jewel covered dagger at her feet...and suddenly she knew what she had to do. Bending down and picking it up as she straightened.
Commotion at the mouth of the cave betrayed the movement of people, and everyone turned as one to see Lois, Lucy, and the crew of the Interceptor racing forwads, swords drawn.
Barbossa aimed his gun at Lois, who stopped her movement, eyes wide.
Jack cursed and cut his hand, bleeding onto the medallion before tossing it towards Chloe.
As she reached out and caught it, dropping the medallion onto the pile with the others, Jack drew his own gun and shot Barbossa right before he could fire at Lois.
The sound jarred the room, and Lois gasped.
Barbossa turned to Jack, sneering. "Ten years you carry that pistol, and now you waste your shot."
"He didn't waste it." Chloe responded, bringing the dagger to her heart.
"Chloe no!" Lucy screamed.
"Your magic is tied to the chest and us, it is strained thin!" Barbossa took a couple of steps towards her. "You won't come back if you do this!"
"I know." She whispered, before plunging the dagger threw her heart, feeling the explosion of power erupt from her body as the connection was severed between her, the curse, and the pirates.
Barbossa looked down at his bullet-ridden heart, at the blood gushing from it. "I feel so cold..." He then fell dead.
Chloe knew not, for she too had fallen, her lifeless body tumbling down the mountain of gold before rolling into the water and sinking to the bottom.
Onboard the Dauntless cheers rose from the soldiers, huzzahs raising loudly.
From where they were still pressing hard against the table, Lana and her father shared wide-eyed, surprised looks.
A knock sounded on the door. "Governor Swann? Miss Swanns? Are you well?"
"Yes! Yes! Thank heavens!" Father cried, pulling away from the table. "Help me Lana dear, it's the Commodore!"
Lana smiled as she helped her father pull the table away enough to open the door and slip out of the room to see the pirates captured, and the remainder of His Majesties' Men clapping them in irons.
"The ship is ours." Commodore Norrington smiled, before frowning, looking between them. "Where are Miss Lois and Miss Lucy?"
Lana bit her bottom lip. "Isle De Muerta."
"Chloe!" Lois screamed in horror, racing passed the surrendered pirates towards the mountain of gold Chloe had tumbled down from. Horror filled her heart and tears her eyes as she reached the summit in time to see Will surface from where he'd jumped in after Chloe, swimming the lifeless blonde back to the shore and passing her body to Lucy, who was already there waiting to help him pull her onto land.
"No! No! No!" Lucy cried, leaning over the blonde, hands shaking terribly as they hovered over the dagger still embedded in her sister's heart. "No!"
"Chloe." Will knelt next to her, water dripping from his face onto hers as he yanked her onto his lap, cradling her, shaking his head in denial. "No...Chloe...No."
Lois brought a hand to her mouth to hush the harsh cry on her lips.
"This isn't right." Will shook his head, eyes so dark. "No!"
Lucy brought her hands to her face and sobbed in utter heartbreak.
Will cupped Chloe's pale cheek with his hand, gazing down into her blank eyes. "Please don't-I-you can't-I haven't-I didn't-I love you." Tears slid down his cheek and onto her face as with a snarl of agony he reached for the dagger Lucy had been unable to touch and yanked it out of Chloe's chest, flinging it away as far as he could, body shaking from his sobs. "I was supposed to tell you-I-." He hugged her close to him and curled his arms around her tightly as he hid his face in her hair, the sound of his agonized sobs raising to Lois.
The brunette fell to her knees, crying in heartbreak.
"Cap'n!" Marty raced towards them. "The Dauntless is coming closer! We need to leave now if we are to make it to the Pearl and leave before they arrive!"
"Right." Jack cleared his throat. "To the boats."
No one moved.
"Cap'n?" Marty cleared his throat.
Only then did Lucy realize he spoke to her. She tore her hands from her face and gazed at him in numb disorientation.
"Oy!" Jack made a face. "Since when did she become the Captain of my ship?"
"The Pearl's yours, Jack." Lucy whispered, voice raw from having cried so hard and so long. "Try not to lose her this time."
Jack sniffed at her, before clearing his throat, looking between them. His gaze landed on Chloe's dead body and he looked away, taking in a deep breath as he shook his head.
"Go." Lois whispered from where she knelt on the gold.
His gaze went to her, and Lucy could see his hesitation, his desire to do more, before he finally sighed and shook his head, turning to his men. "Gentlemen, to the boats, with our...guests."
The crew narrowed their gazes on the members of Barbossa's team who were still alive, and they hurriedly moved towards the boats.
Lois stood only to make her way down towards Lucy, Chloe and Will, collapsing on the golden coins that littered the ground around them, eyes on her dead sister.
Lucy reached out and grabbed Lois' hand.
Will finally looked up at them, and Lucy saw a man broken.
Her bottom lip trembled viciously. "She's not coming back, is she?"
Lois closed her eyes tightly and wouldn't answer.
She was floating in the middle of the sea, deep below, hair floating in the water all around her, body impossibly light, air inconsequential. Dolphins swam happily, fish of every color danced in schools, and there was a shipwreck nearby that was tempting. Chloe wondered if this was what the afterlife really was like. She'd never imagined it like this during those stuffy sermons during church every sunday, which father always insisted they attend. She'd imagined heaven different. She liked this much better.
"De christian religion is much more...constrainin'." That shark swam up towards her. "Dis is heaven. Freedom."
Chloe could understand that.
Could appreciate it.
"But it's not yer time yet." The shark's eyes bored into her. "It is a good ting I marked ye as mine before yer death...or I'd have had ta steal yer body ta bring ya back and dat would have been tricky."
Chloe's eyes widened. "You're sending me back?"
"Ye have not paid yer debt ta me." The shark snorted. "A time of grace, so choose yer aid, learn da skills, master da blade."
Chloe opened her mouth to ask why everyone wanted her to learn to fight, when suddenly she felt electricity shoot through her body via her tattoo, and the ocean around her disappeared. The blonde jerked forwards only to be stopped by what seemed like a steel wall, as she coughed out water, body shaking, mind hazy.
There was silence.
Where was she?
"Lucy?" Chloe whispered, placing her hands on what must be a chest, against a rapidly beating heart, and pulled away enough to look up into the pale and shocked face of none other than Will Turner.
She looked up at him, at his agonized expression, but she didn't have a moment to react as suddenly Lucy and Lois threw themselves at them, wrapping her and Will in a tight hugs as they cried and thanked the gods and held on tightly to her.
Chloe couldn't look away from Will...from his expression as he looked down at her.
Her eyes widened as she recognized that voice and turned her head to see James and his men hurrying out their rowboats. "James."
"Thank the heavens you are all fine." He smiled in relief.
Chloe smiled, happy that he was safe as well, and then turned back to Will, but that expression was gone, his face closed off as he looked away.
She bit her bottom lip, wondering why she felt like she'd just lost something extremely precious.