Chapter 1- Into the Cave
Ginger and Jasper, two of the toughest female pirates in the Spanish Main, were on a grand old ship, sailing into the bay when they heard cannon fire!
"What was that?" asked Jasper.
"Cannon fire!" responded Ginger.
Ginger, running to the starboard side, looked about with her telescope, Jasper at her heels.
"There!" Ginger said, pointing out to sea, where just faintly could be seen the outline of a small ship with dark tattered sails
"Its' the Pearl!" Gasped ginger, and Jasper ran to put out a white flag
But what happened next surprised them both. It wasn't Jack Sparrow captaining the Pearl, it was a supposed-to-be-dead-Barbossa!
"OH NO!" cried Jasper!
"Jas! What are we gonna do? He's DEAD! We can't kill him if he's dead!" cried Ginger, not a hint of calmness in her voice.
"I dunno, Ginge, but we gotta figure something out. Where's Jack?"
Ginger and Jasper fought against the mutineers, but there were too many. They were soon captured and thrown in the brig below, and inside was none other than the infamous Jack Sparrow, along with Will and *gasp! * Heath Ledgar!
"Jack! What's going on?" Jasper asked, looking scared, and clinging to Jack's sexy wet shirt.
"I dunno, Jas, but we gotta find a way outtalk here before Barbossa takes over the island!" Ginger, staring dreamily at Heath didn't hear a word of what was just said.
"Right, but what am i doing here?" Heath asked confused.
"You seem to have been transported to the Caribbean to help us with the task of ridding Barbossa for good. But before we do that we must save Elizabeth!" cried Will.
Ginger, noticing Will, just stared back and forth between him and Heath, deciding which one was hotter.
"Ginger? Hello!? Ginger?" Jas yelled.
"Oh! That's me! What? Ginger said, finally snapping back
"We need to get rid of Barbossa, Ginge...we need your help." Jas said slowly and clearly. Ginger, looking disgruntled asked how they were supposed to do this locked up in the brig. "Well, we've got very few choices, we'll have to pick the lock." Will said, and Ginger, catching herself getting lost in his dreamy.... dark.... steamy.....lovable......::ahem:: eyes again, said
"I've got a hairpin. We can use that," and with that, she handed the pin to Jack.
He was just in process of unlocking the door when Pintel and Ragetti (the 2 goofy pirates) came in and dragged them all on deck. Barbossa stood there and pointed to the plank.
"Off you go, mates!" he said with a wicked smile. Heath was the first to go. Terrified by already being in unfamiliar territory, he shakily walked to the end of the plank, where he tripped and fell in.
"HEATH!" screamed Ginger, and she ran and cannon balled in after him...he was unconscious and she dragged him onto the beach of the small island. By that time, Jasper and the others had arrived.
"He needs mouth to mouth!" said Jas.
"I'LL DO IT!" volunteered Ginger.
After resuscitating Heath, and giggling uncontrollably, and the kisses she relieved for being so kind to him, they ventured forth to the small town, which turned out to be Port Royal, on the island and started to cry out to everyone that the Black Pearl was back, and the captain was now Barbossa, and he had captured the governor's daughter again!
The governor came bolting out of his large estate, his terror-ridden eyes darting around for a sign of the ship, but the fast sailing ship had already sailed out of sight. Furious he turned on the small crew and began to yell at them
"HOW COULD YOU LET HIM TAKE HER AGAIN?! HEAVEN KNOWS WHAT HE'LL DO WITH HER NOW HE DOESN'T NEED HER!"
"Governor" Jack slurred, "If i may be so bold as to interject my professional opinion, there is a small chance we could still catch up..."
"But!" exclaimed the governor loudly, spraying Jack with spit, as he was so close to his face, "By the time you do catch up, it might be too late!"
"My kind sir," said Jack slyly, "Hand us over the fastest ship in the port, and we shall save your daughter," Jack bowed unnecessarily low."
"You know, we have a warrant for your arrest. Why should I be so keen to hand you over a ship, when I've got plenty of men to do the duty for me, besides you."
"Because, Gov, we are the ones who know where the Pearl is going. Where it always goes."
"And where is that?" said the governor, leaning closer still to Jack's dirty face, and matted hair.
"It's rather hard to explain, you see, but I know where it is. And Will knows where it is."
"I do?" Will interrupted quietly, directing his question at Jack.
"Shh! Yes, you do!"
The governor hesitated, before finally giving in. "Fine. All right. Take the Saint Franklin, and go and save my daughter!"
Before he could say anymore, Jack had steered the others in the direction of the Saint Franklin, where they boarded and were off sailing into the horizon.
"We make for the Isle de Muerta!" Jack shouted, and glanced at his non-north-pointing compass, and shifted the wheel and hummed to himself. Jasper and Ginger sat staring at the hard working men on board. Will was tying ropes, Jack expertly steering the ship, and Heath, who, God save him, had never sailed before, was dangling over the water, hanging on for dear life to a rope that he hadn't tied properly.
"Oy, Heath! You going to survive?" said Jack, never taking his eyes of the water before him.
"Yeah, I think I'll be okay..." And with that, Heath was flung forth into the water, having hung to far over the edge and the rope having slipped from its loosely tied knot.
"Heath!" screeched Ginger dashing to the side of the Saint Franklin, tossing down a rope to the frantically flailing-about man in the water below. Jasper quickly went to help pull him up, and the two tough women yanked him on the deck. Coughing and wheezing, Heath managed to spurt out
"I'm definitely not meant for this sailing business."
"This isn't a business, Heath," said Jack, seemly having taken no notice to the commotion below him, "It's a calling."
The 5 pirates sailed their way to the dreaded Isle De Muerta where the Pearl sat anchored by the cave entrance. "We have to go in there?" Heath asked, the fear showing in his high-pitched voice. Ginger clung to Heath, as Jack said, "Keep to the code!" and they rowed into the black oblivion.
Ginger and Jasper, two of the toughest female pirates in the Spanish Main, were on a grand old ship, sailing into the bay when they heard cannon fire!
"What was that?" asked Jasper.
"Cannon fire!" responded Ginger.
Ginger, running to the starboard side, looked about with her telescope, Jasper at her heels.
"There!" Ginger said, pointing out to sea, where just faintly could be seen the outline of a small ship with dark tattered sails
"Its' the Pearl!" Gasped ginger, and Jasper ran to put out a white flag
But what happened next surprised them both. It wasn't Jack Sparrow captaining the Pearl, it was a supposed-to-be-dead-Barbossa!
"OH NO!" cried Jasper!
"Jas! What are we gonna do? He's DEAD! We can't kill him if he's dead!" cried Ginger, not a hint of calmness in her voice.
"I dunno, Ginge, but we gotta figure something out. Where's Jack?"
Ginger and Jasper fought against the mutineers, but there were too many. They were soon captured and thrown in the brig below, and inside was none other than the infamous Jack Sparrow, along with Will and *gasp! * Heath Ledgar!
"Jack! What's going on?" Jasper asked, looking scared, and clinging to Jack's sexy wet shirt.
"I dunno, Jas, but we gotta find a way outtalk here before Barbossa takes over the island!" Ginger, staring dreamily at Heath didn't hear a word of what was just said.
"Right, but what am i doing here?" Heath asked confused.
"You seem to have been transported to the Caribbean to help us with the task of ridding Barbossa for good. But before we do that we must save Elizabeth!" cried Will.
Ginger, noticing Will, just stared back and forth between him and Heath, deciding which one was hotter.
"Ginger? Hello!? Ginger?" Jas yelled.
"Oh! That's me! What? Ginger said, finally snapping back
"We need to get rid of Barbossa, Ginge...we need your help." Jas said slowly and clearly. Ginger, looking disgruntled asked how they were supposed to do this locked up in the brig. "Well, we've got very few choices, we'll have to pick the lock." Will said, and Ginger, catching herself getting lost in his dreamy.... dark.... steamy.....lovable......::ahem:: eyes again, said
"I've got a hairpin. We can use that," and with that, she handed the pin to Jack.
He was just in process of unlocking the door when Pintel and Ragetti (the 2 goofy pirates) came in and dragged them all on deck. Barbossa stood there and pointed to the plank.
"Off you go, mates!" he said with a wicked smile. Heath was the first to go. Terrified by already being in unfamiliar territory, he shakily walked to the end of the plank, where he tripped and fell in.
"HEATH!" screamed Ginger, and she ran and cannon balled in after him...he was unconscious and she dragged him onto the beach of the small island. By that time, Jasper and the others had arrived.
"He needs mouth to mouth!" said Jas.
"I'LL DO IT!" volunteered Ginger.
After resuscitating Heath, and giggling uncontrollably, and the kisses she relieved for being so kind to him, they ventured forth to the small town, which turned out to be Port Royal, on the island and started to cry out to everyone that the Black Pearl was back, and the captain was now Barbossa, and he had captured the governor's daughter again!
The governor came bolting out of his large estate, his terror-ridden eyes darting around for a sign of the ship, but the fast sailing ship had already sailed out of sight. Furious he turned on the small crew and began to yell at them
"HOW COULD YOU LET HIM TAKE HER AGAIN?! HEAVEN KNOWS WHAT HE'LL DO WITH HER NOW HE DOESN'T NEED HER!"
"Governor" Jack slurred, "If i may be so bold as to interject my professional opinion, there is a small chance we could still catch up..."
"But!" exclaimed the governor loudly, spraying Jack with spit, as he was so close to his face, "By the time you do catch up, it might be too late!"
"My kind sir," said Jack slyly, "Hand us over the fastest ship in the port, and we shall save your daughter," Jack bowed unnecessarily low."
"You know, we have a warrant for your arrest. Why should I be so keen to hand you over a ship, when I've got plenty of men to do the duty for me, besides you."
"Because, Gov, we are the ones who know where the Pearl is going. Where it always goes."
"And where is that?" said the governor, leaning closer still to Jack's dirty face, and matted hair.
"It's rather hard to explain, you see, but I know where it is. And Will knows where it is."
"I do?" Will interrupted quietly, directing his question at Jack.
"Shh! Yes, you do!"
The governor hesitated, before finally giving in. "Fine. All right. Take the Saint Franklin, and go and save my daughter!"
Before he could say anymore, Jack had steered the others in the direction of the Saint Franklin, where they boarded and were off sailing into the horizon.
"We make for the Isle de Muerta!" Jack shouted, and glanced at his non-north-pointing compass, and shifted the wheel and hummed to himself. Jasper and Ginger sat staring at the hard working men on board. Will was tying ropes, Jack expertly steering the ship, and Heath, who, God save him, had never sailed before, was dangling over the water, hanging on for dear life to a rope that he hadn't tied properly.
"Oy, Heath! You going to survive?" said Jack, never taking his eyes of the water before him.
"Yeah, I think I'll be okay..." And with that, Heath was flung forth into the water, having hung to far over the edge and the rope having slipped from its loosely tied knot.
"Heath!" screeched Ginger dashing to the side of the Saint Franklin, tossing down a rope to the frantically flailing-about man in the water below. Jasper quickly went to help pull him up, and the two tough women yanked him on the deck. Coughing and wheezing, Heath managed to spurt out
"I'm definitely not meant for this sailing business."
"This isn't a business, Heath," said Jack, seemly having taken no notice to the commotion below him, "It's a calling."
The 5 pirates sailed their way to the dreaded Isle De Muerta where the Pearl sat anchored by the cave entrance. "We have to go in there?" Heath asked, the fear showing in his high-pitched voice. Ginger clung to Heath, as Jack said, "Keep to the code!" and they rowed into the black oblivion.