Percy Jackson & the Olympians + Pirates of the Caribbean
A little Sea Surprise
Go back in time to the time of pirates as Percy fully imerges herself into a whole new way of life. This is set before Transported. *The first Prequel to Transported*
Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean or Percy Jackson & the Olympians
Chapter 1 - Dead Man's Chest
Gibbs ran up to Captain Jack Sparrow. "Sir! The men want a bearing!"
The captain grinned devilishly.
"We have a need to travel upriver."
Gibbs visibly gulped and prayed to whatever gods there were that what he was thinking wasn't true.
"You mean a need as in a trifling need, as in, say, a passing fancy?"
"No, a dire need."
Gibbs sighed, knowing that his prayers were unanswered as he then went to go round up some crew to go with them and to get the longboats ready to be launched.
When night began to fall over them, Jack Sparrow, Will Turner, Gibbs, Pintel, Ragetti, and Mr Cotton boarded two longboats and were casted off by the rest of the crew.
Jack couldn't help but tense as the boat hit the swampy bank.
"Don't worry, everyone! Tia Dalma and I go way back! Thick as thrives we were! Nigh inseperable we are… Have been… Before…" he cleared his throat nerviously.
Gibbs leaned forward. "I'll watch your back."
"It's me front I'm worried about," Jack said as they began to climb out of the longboats, Mr Cotton staying behind to watch the boats as the rest of them climbed up the steps into Tia Dalma's house.
The smell of incense welcomed them, as well as the dozens of different objects that were hung around the well lit room. A short cackle erupted from across from them, and they noted the dark skinned woman with thick dreadloacks and markings on her cheeks.
"Jack Sparrow!" she said, unsurprised and in a somewhat flirty way at the sight of them.
"Tia Dalma," Jack greeted as her finger traced over his chest.
The woman turned her attention onto Will. "You have a touch of destiny about you, William Turner." Which caused him to look at her confused.
"You know me?"
She looked at him flirtatiously.
"You want to know me?"
They were interrupted when footsteps were heard on the wood outside making their way towards Tia Dalma's hut.
The footsteps were so sudden and were accompanied by a soft flash of light that the pirates weren't able to draw a sort of weapon to aim at the newcomer as they entered.
The woman with black hair and green eyes, dressed in a pirate's garb, looked mildly surprised to see them all but paid them and their swords/pistols no mind as she walked towards Tia Dalma whom was looking at her with awe and fear in her eyes.
"Lady Persephone, you honor me with your prescence."
"Hello, Tia Dalma. It seems that you have quite the company here."
"Oh?"
"Oh, yes. Let's see, you have Mr Gibbs, Pintel, Ragetti, Mr Cotton whom is down by the boats, Will Turner, and last but not least Jack Sparrow himself."
"Ah, darling, the name is Captain Jack Sparrow." Jack interjected. Persephone drew closer to the captain.
"Oh, is it really?"
"Yes, it is."
"But the funny thing is is that I don't really care about that. You have other things that are more important at the moment then if I or someone else says your name properly."
Jack stared down his nose at the beautiful but irritating woman. "What other things?"
"Well, why don't you let me see your hand?" Persephone asked, holding out her own hand. Jack hesitated but placed one of his hands in her's. "The other, Jack."
He hesitated longer but switched hands and placed the wrapped one in her's. She unwrapped it gently, revealing what was hidden.
"The black spot!" Gibbs cried out, sptting three times and turning in a circle, the two idiots copying him.
Jack just smiled, trying to prove that he was alright. "My eyesight's as good as ever, you know!" he said as Persephone nodded her head towards Tia, causing the black haired woman to disappear into the back room.
"Davy Jones cannot step foot on land but once every ten years. Land is where you are safe, Jack Sparrow, so land you will carry with you," Persephone said, motioning towards the jar of dirt that Tia Dalma then handed to Jack.
"This is a jar of dirt. How is it supposed to help me?" he asked. Tia Dalma reached out for it.
"If you don't want it, I'll take it back." Jack held it closer to his chest.
"No! Mine!"
Tia Dalma smiled. "Then it helps."
"You know she demands payment, right?" Persephone interjected.
Jack turned his head and glared at her. "Why don't you just, shut it!"
Persephone grinned and shrugged. "I'm a woman, Captain, I don't know how."
His glare turned into a grin as he leaned towards the woman, looking her up and down with a leacherous grin.
"I can show ya, if ya wish."
Persephone's grin widened as she leaned forward too. Then she laughed, pulling backwards. "No offense, dude, but I am waaaay too old for you." Persephone turned to Tia Dalma and finger waved at her. "See ya later, little one. Call me, beep me, if you wanna reach me."
And with a flash of light, Persephone was gone, and in her place was a small conch shell on a necklace and a note.
Slowly, Jack bent down and picked up the necklace and the note.
'One day, you'll need my help, Jack Sparrow, and when you do, remove this necklace and throw it into the ocean and I'll come as fast as the colors of the wind. Good luck with your little Davy Jones thingie. It seemed like you're in a real pickle…. Oh and by the way, Tia Dalma is not all that she appears. Good luck again, Captain Jack Sparrow.'
Jack looked up from reading the note to hear Will ask Tia Dalma whom she was.
Tia Dalma just grinned. "Why, she is the daughter of the sea, of course."
