(( Okay, this is a new fanfic by Arianna and Ayame. We wrote this story together, so be both have rights to our own characters. We do NOT own rights to any of the characters from Pirates of the Caribbean. On another note, when editing the first and second chapters, I believe, my editor was being screwy and made a lot of mistakes. Anywho, I hope you like this chapter, the second one will be up sooner than you think. Oh, and please review:3 We love reviews. ))
A tall dark haired man sat in a boat filled with the remainder of the great Black Pearl that was once captained by Jack Sparrow. His hazel eyes stared at his boots. A hint of jealousy was in his saddened eyes. As far as he knew, Jack had stayed on his ship as any captain should when their ship sinks deep into Davey Jones' Locker.
The Kracken had destroyed the Black Pearl and half of its crew, and dragged it down with its Captain. The last thing he had seen of Jack was Christian (a woman who, at times, proclaimed herself a pirate) kissing him. Will had become quite fond of the girl himself, but jealousy was taking a toll.
The night had grown near, and the boat rowed into Tai Dalma's home up river.
Eyes seemingly deeper than the ocean itself and just as dark flitted up to the countenance of William Turner, the fair girl they belonged to attempting to hold back the tears already inevitably sliding silently down her cheeks. She soon turned her head away, though, scanning the glooming surroundings with her dark eyes. The girl had come to know the mischievous Captain quite well, and none where happy this hour. They had watched the boat he stayed upon swallowed up by Davey Jones' foul Kracken... Jack Sparrow included. She couldn't help but notice the looks on the faces of all in the boat, herself included. Though she couldn't tell which made her sadder. The Captain being eaten up or the look on Will's face. Her heart ached as they steadily pulled up to the strange home of Tai Dalma.
"Gah." With a look of distaste a rather unsteady pirate plucked his black Captain's hat from a puddle of rather grotesque looking goo. He sniffed it slightly, shaking it off and picking his sword from the ground next to it, which he sheathed under his belt. He plopped the hat over his dark head of dread locks. Hadn't that been some adventure. After cruelly being tricked and swallowed by the monstorous Kracken he had jammed his sword into the brain of the beast, chopping at its insides. And now... where was he? He looked from side to side, scratching the back of his head. "I need my rum..." He muttered.
William Turner stepped out of the boat and had begun walking up a pathway lined by people holding candles that led to Lady Tai's home. Tears swelled up in his hazel eyes, and he tried to hold them back. His heart also ached.
Soon enough, all of the crew but Cotton and his parrot left the boat and followed Will inside.
A woman donning a dirty ruffled white shirt, tan baggy pants and knee high boots such as an Englishman would wear stepped out of the boat. Her auburn hair was held back with a red bandana, and a sturdy cloth kept her pants from sliding down.
Leaf green eyes were saddened and dark. The woman's skin was dirty with dirt from the most recent fight with the Kracken
. Then the last occupant stepped from the boat, aside from Cotton. Her head turned down towards the ground she followed along quietly, only looking up when the form of a woman emerged from the floating shack like house. The woman's black painted lips curled into the faintest of smiles as she motioned for the crew to come in. She knew quite well what had happened... yet, she would be help. The girl stepped over the thresh hold, not even lifting her eyes to gaze over the many bottles and such hanging from the wooden ceiling. She sat at the side of the room, farthest from the rest of the crew.
The man adorning the Captain's hat moved a ways up the beach, plopping down beneath a shady coconut tree. He frowned in thought, taking his only supply of rum from his belt. He opened the bottle, immediately guzzling down an immense portion of it. "A pirate's life for me." He lifted his bottle to no one, gulping down the rest.
The young pirate gritted his teeth within his closed mouth. The sad look remained in his eyes. Will awaited Lady Tai, and took in a few deep breaths.
The woman also sat down away from the crew, something made her want to go back outside with Cotton. The death of Jack was depressing, especially to her.
A tall pirate stood at the top of the stairs, a large hat covering the top of his head and shadowing his face. He was unseen by the crew in the room below. His monkey squeaked and sat on his shoulder.
Tai looked from person to person in the group, taking in the looks with that still small smirk of hers. "Dear one way to save your beloved Captain Jack." She stated after a long mournful moment of silence. "But you'll need a Captain who can take ya to da ends of da earth." Her eyes glittered mysteriously as she awaited the crew's replies.
Almost immediately the girl looked up, standing to her feet. "Anything." She spoke for the rest of the crew, glancing back to see whether they would nod or not
. It took Will a moment to think before he stood," Aye." Even though he was jealous, Jack Sparrow was his friend. And if there was any chance he could get to bring him back, it was now.
The woman stood, repeating what Will and most of the other crew members said.
The man upstairs chuckled lightly, and began to walk down the stairs. "'Allo mate's." he said, and lifted his head. The voice belonged to someone Will hoped he would never meet again, Captain Barbossa. The man who had stranded Jack on an island and taken the Black Pearl. Jack had shot him soon after Will had dropped the last of the Cursed Aztec coins into the chest. Barbossa grinned," Miss me?"
The girl's dark eyes widened slightly, and she took a small step backwards. "Barbossa?" She questioned absently... she had thought Barbossa to be dead after all. She turned her head to look at Tai. "This is the man that will help us save Jack?" She asked in disbelief.
"Dat is right." Tai watched Barbossa ascend from the stairs, looking back to the group with a strange smile. "Barbossa is da only man who can help to save Jack now. Either take it or leave it." She informed them.
Will stood, placing his hand on the hilt of his sword. "Barbossa. You are dead!" He narrowed his eyes," How did you survive?"
The girl, Christian, also known as Chris, stayed in her seat. "Pleased to see you alive again Captain." She sipped at a cup of rum.
Barbossa first looked at the girl that was farthest away from the crew," Aye. I'll be the one to man this Crew." He turned to Will, snickered and pretended to ignore Bootstrap's son. The pirate ran his fingers through his wiry beard and sighed turning to face the entire crew. "I heard ye' all destroyed the Pearl. We're going to need another ship."
The girl, Marianna, looked slightly annoyed; truthfully they hadn't destroyed The Black Pearl. It had been wholly the work of the Kracken. "And where do you suppose we get this ship?" The girl inquired, raising her brow slightly as she spoke. Her voice was sweet and snappy, the English accent in it quite strong and more elegant than she had probably liked. "Port Royal, perhaps?" She kidded lightly.
William cocked his jaw, folded his arms and fell back into his chair. "We could always use the Interceptor."
Barbossa's glance went from both Will and Marianna. " Tha' ought ta work. Except. . . how're we goin' to get it?"
"Hmm..." Marianna sat a few minutes in thought, crossing her arms in front of her chest. She would not be stumped by this. "Have the Interceptor come to us." She finally spoke, a soft smile appearing on her face.
Will's lips curved into a smile. " Seeing as the Commodore is after us. . ." He thought for a moment. " Port Royal wouldn't miss a chance to catch us. . . and then we can commandeer the Interceptor."
While the other two talked, Barbossa glanced at Chris. "You look vaguely familiar. . . Have I seen you before, what is your name?"
The girl snickered, and stood up. " My name is Christian, and I am your daughter, Sir."
"Exactly." Marianna turned to Will, pointing as he caught on. "The Commodore..." She had to stop though in thought. "I'm sure he's back at Port Royal by now. No doubt trading Davey's heart for his title." She went on after a moment, not catching on to the other's conversation. There had once been a time when she was engaged to the Commodore, and he had never seemed to have truly given up on her.
Will smiled," True. And if we could get the heart back. . . and steal the Interceptor. . . We could destroy Davey Jones and be able to sail to wherever Jack is."
Barbossa seemed the lightest bit shocked, and more disbelieving. "Are ya now? And what make's you think that Miss Christian?"
Chris sighed and pulled the sleeve of her ruffled top up to reveal a brand. " My mother Branded, and kicked me out of her home because I was your child. You may have seen me on the ship, the Black Pearl, a few times because Jack Sparrow told me I was a
member of the crew."
Will noticed the raised voices between the Captain and Miss Christian and rolled his eyes. "Isn't that right Barbossa?" he said loud to get the attention of the new captain who was definitely not listening to anything Marianna and he had said in the past minutes.
"Mhm." Marianna nodded defiantly before also turning to Barbossa. "For the Captain you are quite behind on the plan. Will and I have figured it out." She stated, giving a small smirk. "Now we have only to let the Commodore know where we are."
"Ahh, and I can do dat." Tai had sat silent until now, sitting at her table. "For now da Commodore sleeps, and in his sleep he'll dream." She pulled what looked almost to be a crystal ball onto the table, setting it down gently.
Commodore Norrington lay in his bed, eyes closed. He was in deep sleep. He sat upright a little too quickly and his eyesight went blank for moments as the blood rushed from his head. "Marianna." he muttered and leapt from his bed getting dressed just as fast. Norrington rushed out and ordered his crew for the Interceptor. Soon they had set sail; he had to find Elisabeth. It wasn't long untill he was near the river upstream.
"He'll be here soon." Tai stood, her lips furling into a peculiar grin as she headed in the direction of the door. She stopped only to touch Marianna on the tip of the shoulder. "You best watch yourself." She whispered quietly before opening the door.
Marianna was at a loss at this, and she shrugged it off following closely behind everyone else. "Let's do this." She smiled slightly, the sails of the Interceptor coming into view beyond the tree tops.
William Turner slipped into the boat, prepared to commandeer the ship. "So, Miss Marianna. What is your plan for when we get to Commodore Norrington?"
Barbossa grunted, and looked over the girl, Chris. "You may just be. But ye will haff to find thas anotha day." He then stomped out ahead of her, so he was just behind Will and Marianna.
Christian rolled her dark eyes and stalked out after the rest of the crew.
Norrington's ship could not fit through the river, but he wasted no time to get out row-boats and start upstream. " I'll find you Marianna. I promise."
"I... I'm not quite sure." Marianna gulped a bit, but not enough to be noticed. She smiled. "I'm sure we'll be able to work something out." She shrugged her shoulders. "He won't be bringing the Interceptor through here though." She laughed.
Will thought a moment while they walked," We could always sneak past them and get the Interceptor. Seeing as Norrington always leaves the ship unguarded. Or guarded by idiots. . . It should be quite easy to commandeer his ship."
Marianna nodded, glancing back to the rest. "Sounds like a good plan. Did the rest of you pay attention?" She inquired, though they didn't really have to pay much attention to any plan as simple as this.
Mister Gibbs nodded," Aye. But how are we going to get past their boats?"
" Hmph." Barbossa adjusted the hat on his head. "Go right on past, near the sides of the bank."
William smiled," So they did listen, good."
The Commodore was nearing, the water around his boat could possibly be heard by the Black Pearl's crew.
"I'm quite impressed." Marianna nodded slightly, glancing at the crew behind her. "Just... stay clear of the Commodore's boat, alright?" She hopped down into their small row boat behind Will, eyeing the few lanterns flickering along the water as the other boats neared.
Will rowed lightly, trying not to make a very big splash with the paddles. The boat with the Commodore rowed right past them as they glided through the shadows. Soon there were no more boats passing them. Bootstrap's son looked back to check on the other boat. Cotton and Gibbs rowed the other crew members and the captain.
"Very nice." Marianna grinned over at Will after watching the whole of the Commodore's boats passing by without a clue of what was about to happen. "Now to get to the ship. I suspect we'll have a few minutes before the Commodore catches on and heads back to the Interceptor."
"Yeah," Will sighed, a weird sensation filled him. Was he starting to like this girl, Marianna? It was possible, of course. Seeing as Christian seemed to like Jack more than him. She seemed to know and understand what he was talking about every time he spoke. Soon the Interceptor was in view, and moments away . . . they were boarding it.
Marianna insisted on being the last to board, keeping a careful watch out for any of the Commodores's returning ships. She did feel a bit bad for tricking the Commodore so, but not bad enough to do anything otherwise. Finally, she began to board, her thoughts subconsciously wandering of to wonder what Norrington had dreamt of before turning to a certain young man. She shook all thoughts away though, jumping onto the deck of the Interceptor.
William watched Barbossa clutch the wheel, he seemed to take in the great moment.
Barbossa smiled," I'm the Captain of a great ship, yet again." He turned around to face the crew," Lets release and set sail me hearties!" And the crew scrambled into place, opening the sails. The Interceptor cast off into the ocean.
Marianna took one last glance off the back off the boat, watching as Commodore Norrington's troop of boats tried to quickly row back to the Interceptor, which had already taken off. With a slight grin she took off towards the interior of the great ship, pulling on the large ropes and releasing the sails as to catch the wind.
Will sat back, after releasing a rope. " Where to Captain?"
The Captain took in a deep breath," We have to sail to the end of the world. Ye know. We're goin' to need a larger crew to man this ship. Savvy?"
Christian looked off the edge of the ship, her eyes staring into the water. Where was Jack? Was he alive, was it really necessary to sail to the end of the world to bring him back?
"I suppose another trip to Tortuga is in need?" Marianna asked, now climbing up the ropes connected to the crow's nest. She closed her eyes, the wind whipping around her along with her hair. She leaned forward, her arms extended behind her as she held to the thick ropes. She needed to think for a while... she needed to think about how she felt.
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