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Pearl of the Sea Chapter Sixteen

Found Family! PoTC Cast x Teen! Reader

Platonic! Will Turner, Elizabeth Swann, Jack Sparrow, Tia Dalma x Reader

Chapter Sixteen: Attacking Kraken

Summary: The Black Pearl goes up against the kraken.

Jack froze, and the pirates tensed. (Y/N), Elizabeth, and Will weren’t about to freeze, though.

“To arms!” said Will.

“Load guns! Defend the mast!” said Elizabeth.

“It’ll attack the starboard,” said Will. “Run out the cannons and hold for my signal.”

(Y/N) moved with the rest of the crew to ready for battle. They had too much energy, too much fight, too much power running through their veins. They had to fight. (Y/N) ran towards the stairs to belowdecks.

They were pulled back by Jack, who held their arms tightly.

“Jack, what are you doing?” said (Y/N).

“We can escape,” said Jack. He had been about to abandon ship himself, but he couldn’t. The idea of (Y/N) dying there because of the kraken tracking him weighed too heavily, worse than any other sin he even had committed.

“You’re abandoning us?” said (Y/N), eyes narrowing.

The look of disgust, something (Y/N) had never looked at him with even when all others had, was jarring.

(Y/N) wrenched their arm from his grasp and glared. “Coward,” they said.

They turned and ran belowdecks. If Jack ran away, they refused to follow. They refused to care, even if seeing a pirate they looked up to for respecting them and their freedom leave all that they cared about being hurt them. (Y/N) had more important people to protect.

(Y/N) crouched beside Will and Elizabeth and readied the cannons. They pushed every thought of Jack out of their head as they focused. They loaded the cannons and waited as the low growls of the kraken echoed around them.

With a squelch, the tentacles of the kraken swarmed up the sides of the Pearl. The crew held their breath as they blocked out the sun from the portholes and curled around the sides of the hull. The giant suckers searched for its next victims.

“Easy, boys,” said Will, keeping everyone calm.

He gently pulled (Y/N) back towards him, but they slipped out under his arm and headed up. They grabbed a harpoon with the others and stood to face the kraken. (Y/N) would do all they could to protect their friends, their family, their goddamn bloody freedom.

“Will?” said Elizabeth, backing up.

“Steady. Steady,” said Will as the tentacles waved over the pirates’ heads.

“Will!” said Elizabeth.

“Hold. Hold,” said Will.

(Y/N) felt the mythical energy of the kraken envelop them as it loomed above, not even its full body but just its tentacles.

“Will!” snapped Elizabeth.

“Fire!” he shouted.

Boom!

All the cannons exploded, and the cannonballs rocketed into the kraken’s tentacles. Instantly, a roar reverberated through the air. The tentacles smashed into the hull as the kraken reeled from the wounds. It shrieked and shook in pain. The tentacles quivered and retreated to the sea below.

The pirates cheered, but Will shook his head.

“It’ll be back,” he said. “We have to get off the ship.”

“There’s no boats,” said Elizabeth, shaking her head.

“Bloody—” Will’s jaw clenched.

The tentacles had smashed the lifeboats to bits. (Y/N) frowned and tried to think of an option. A small barrel rolled across the deck, and they straightened.

“Get all the gunpowder onto the net in the cargo hold,” said (Y/N). “Pull the grates.”

Elizabeth looked at them. “What are you planning?”

(Y/N) gestured to the barrels of gunpowder. “The only thing left to do is to try to blow the kraken to hell. We can’t fight it with harpoons or swords.”

Elizabeth picked up a rifle. “Then I’ll shoot. I won’t miss.”

“Good,” said Will. “As soon as I’m clear.” He wouldn’t let (Y/N) get so close to the danger, even if they had come up with the idea.

(Y/N) nearly cursed but stamped down their irritation to throw their energy throwing gunpowder barrels into the hold.

“We’re short-stocked on gunpowder. Six barrels!” alerted a crew member.

Gibbs cursed and reported to (Y/N). “There’s only half a dozen kegs of powder.”

“Load the rum,” said (Y/N).

Everyone stopped and stared at them. That seemed to be a horrendous idea since rum was a necessity for pirates.

“I said, load the rum!” snapped (Y/N). “Do you want to be drunk and die or do you want to be sober and have a chance?”

The pirates jumped into action and grabbed the rum to add fuel to the fire. (Y/N)’s orders were going to be heeded.

“That coward!”

(Y/N) looked over to see Elizabeth glaring at Jack, safely tucked away in a rowboat and making his escape. He truly had abandoned them.

Thump!

The Black Pearl jerked violently. The kraken had returned, angry than ever. All the tentacles, healed and ready to fight, exploded out of the water. They struck through the portholes and grabbed at any pirate they could find. Men were pulled screamed into their watery graves below or crushed in powerful muscle without a second thought.

“Haul away!” shouted (Y/N) over the carnage.

“Heave!” cried Gibbs. The pirates turned the wheel and began to raise the net of explosives into the air. “Heave like you’re being paid for it!”

“They’re being paid with keeping their lives!” said (Y/N).

Belowdecks, people screamed as they were hauled away by tentacles, and (Y/N) winced.

“Well, those ones aren’t,” said (Y/N).

The tentacles finished with the downstairs and moved on deck. Everyone dodged as best they could and tried to hide, but it was to no avail. Crew member after crew member was grabbed and killed, whether by being dragged into the sea or being cracked like shells. But Will wasn’t ready to let the explosives go yet, so the carnage continued. Elizabeth pushed the wheel to send it higher, using all her strength while Will hung on. (Y/N) was using all their agility to dodge the tentacles and hacking through some trying to grab the crew.

(Y/N) yelped as a strong tentacle wrapped around their ankle and pulled. Their feet disappeared from under them, and they scrambled helplessly for purchase. The kraken dragged them up into the air, and (Y/N) dangled above the sea.

“(Y/N)!” shouted Elizabeth, fear clutching her heart. No, no, not her sibling. Not (Y/N).

“(Y/N)!” Will’s voice appeared at the same moment as Elizabeth’s. His own instincts demanded he somehow help them, but there was nothing he could do.

The couple loved (Y/N); they were their family, Elizabeth’s and Will’s sibling in their hearts, almost their own child as well. They cared, and to see (Y/N) hanging above death destroyed them.

Jack could see in terrifying detail the tight grip the kraken had on (Y/N). In but a moment, they’d be dragged into the deep sea and devoured by the creature. And Jack could do nothing. He was sitting in a lifeboat to save his own skin, abandoning (Y/N) and everyone else on board the Pearl.

The compass stirred, and the needle spun. Jack looked down at it. Finally, after months of uncertainty and a spinning dial without focus, the needle focused. It froze, pointing at a single place. Jack raised his gaze.

The Black Pearl. The crew. (Y/N).

They were what his heart wanted. Jack wanted that ship and his crew and his kid—his Pearl, a treasure of the sea—safe with him—free to be themself, free to be a pirate, free. He swallowed and grabbed the oars of the boat. He pulled, and the lifeboat lurched back towards the Black Pearl. Jack couldn’t deny it any longer. A piece of him was on that ship and with that kid—the one with a heart of the sea he adored more than anything in the world, the same sea and heart and freedom he pursued and would protect.

For their part, (Y/N) was twisted and trying to escape from the kraken. They knew that they were seconds away from their death. It infuriated them. (Y/N) couldn’t—wouldn’t—die in the sea that they loved, not with everyone else they loved in danger, certainly not without having lived with the freedom they desired.

The itch under their skin thrummed with the rise and fall of the waves. The energy exploded through their limbs, and they refused to stay still. (Y/N) thrashed with vengeance, pulling their arms up. A wave surged upwards. It rushed into the air, defying physics but obeying (Y/N)’s will, the call of their heart. The wall of water smashed into the kraken’s tentacle, and it was forced to let go of (Y/N). They fell into the wave, but as the water encapsulated them, fear did not do the same. The water surrounded them as a comfort, blocking out cries from the world around them. The wave continued its motion and smashed across the deck of the Pearl. It broke its formation and flooded across the wood and back into the sea. (Y/N) was released, landing on their hands and knees on the deck. They were alive.

“(Y/N)!” Elizabeth rushed to their side and pulled them into a tight hug. “Oh, thank god.”

(Y/N) squeezed their eyes shut and hugged her back tightly. They allowed themself to bask in the security of her arms.

Elizabeth didn’t mention what she had just witnessed. She didn’t say anything about her astonishment or shock. She just held (Y/N) for the moments they could spare. They were alive and back in her arms.

Thunck!

The moment was over as quickly as it began. (Y/N)’s attack on a single tentacle had saved them, but countless others were still fighting undeterred. Above them, Will swung around on the net of explosives. Crew members were running, screaming, and stabbing at whatever they could to avoid death. The battle was still raging.

“We need to finish this,” said (Y/N), pushing to their feet.

Elizabeth eyed them worriedly. She expected their leg to be injured from the strength of the kraken, but there was no trace of wound or exhaustion. If anything, (Y/N) seemed more determined and stronger than they had at the beginning of the fight. Once more, the word ‘magic’ flitted across her mind.

“Over here!” shouted Will, getting the tentacles to grab at the net. “Come on!” His leg got caught in the net, and he fell over backwards.

Elizabeth gasped and held the rifle tightly. She couldn’t ignite the gunpowder without hurting him.

“Shoot, Elizabeth, shoot!”

Will wasn’t afraid of dying. No, he was only afraid of the woman he loved and the kid he helped raise dying. After seeing both nearly killed so many times over now, he refused to stand by and watch. He had seen (Y/N) nearly die twice in the past few hours alone, and now was his chance to give them a chance to live. Yes, he would never marry Elizabeth, but she would live on. That was enough.

A tentacle grabbed Elizabeth’s ankle and pulled. She dropped the rifle and cried out. (Y/N) grabbed a sword and swung down. They cut the tentacle’s thinnest end off, and Elizabeth scrambled back.

“The rifle!” said (Y/N).

Elizabeth nodded and ran for the rifle. (Y/N) scrambled for the dagger Will had dropped.

“Will!” they shouted, throwing it.

Will caught it, but a tentacle lashed at him. He jerked and cried out as it strangled his arm.

(Y/N)’s heart thumped, and the itch of restless energy swirling beneath (Y/N)’s skin swarmed outwards. As tentacles grabbed at all the remaining crew—barely a handful now—(Y/N) stumbled back. They kicked a tentacle back, desperate to push the kraken back.

Water exploded up around the Pearl. It smashed into the tentacles of the kraken, forcing them back. The force of the waves through the Black Pearl to the side. Elizabeth went sliding away from the rifle, and Will swung back and forth. He sliced through the rope and fell to the deck. The tentacles pushed through the water as relief washed over (Y/N) at seeing Will safe from the explosives. The tentacles swarmed the net as they had been.

Bang!

A single shot hit the net of explosives. The gunpowder ignited.

Boom!

The net exploded into a chain reaction of fire and destruction. The kraken wailed as its tentacles were shredded and set on fire. Elizabeth and Will ducked as the debris hit the deck. (Y/N) stumbled back to the stairs and covered their face from the heat. Gibbs froze as he watched the tentacles retreat into the protective balm of the watery depths of the sea. (Y/N) panted and wiped soot from their face, hesitant to move for fear of the kraken returning.

“What do you think of that shot, laddie?”

(Y/N)’s head snapped up. Above them on the stairs, rifle in hand, stood Jack.

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