Charlotte
Summary
A naïve girl is discovered on a slaughtered ship by Jack, who agrees to take her to Port Royal, where she is to meet her fiancé and cousin Elizabeth. Set about a year after the film, with W/E and J/OC.
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Prologue: Left behind
"Looks like someone beat us to it, cap'n" Gibbs set, peering out in the dark night. The wind blew Jack Sparrows long hair back, the rain pelted on his tanned face; a storm was brewing, that was for sure.
"Really?" he replied, calling for the anchor to be released, as they drew up to the almost-wrecked ship, the painted name just viewable in the dark; the princess.
"Looks like a navy ship cap'n!" He added, seeing the slaughtered bodies dressed in uniform.
"Get the boarding planks! We'll see whats left!" Captain Jack Sparrow ordered, climbing down to see for himself. Hopefully, some rum would be left- he was running low on supplies, and were a while away from land yet.
His crew followed his orders, struggling slightly in the wet, cold night, but he didn't relent. Once the plank was down, he crossed it, hand at his sword just in case. He surveyed the wreckage, seeing the dead, and the battered ship; large and majestic it had been, it looked pathetic and broken now. His stride took him to the captain's cabin, to see if anything was worth taking, but he found the door locked. "Someone guarding something," he muttered to himself, backing up a step, "something important and possibly priceless?"
He crashed through the door, causing a loud crash, to which none of his crew paid attention- obviously used to him by now- and he ventured into the room, pilfering through the drawers to find a collection of expensive gold jewellery and a small bottle of rum. He was about to break into the desk drawer, but a staggering behind him alerted him to Ana Maria's presence, and she drew a sharp breath. "Cap'n, someone was left behind!" She told him, gesturing with her large sword, missing his face just slightly.
"Watch the face love," He told her, and followed her gestures, to see a figure in the large bed, wrapped up in blankets, the face obscured by long, dark hair, and a small, delicate hand resting on the soft-looking pillow.
"Wonder if she's worth anything?" Jack said, stepping forward, for a better look at the girl. Immediately, the girl stirred, awakened by the sound of voices, and moved slightly, causing Jack to stop moving, and Ana Maria to move forward, to peek.
The girl stretched, sat up, and pushed her hair out of her face. "James, have we arrived yet?" She asked in a refined, British-accented voice, and blinked at the two strangers in front of her, and the cold wind whipping through her cabin. She took in the appearance of the tanned, scruffily dressed individuals, and shrieked, rapidly moving back, banging against the wall in her fright.
"Its alright love-" Jack began, but the girl shrieked again.
"Pirates!" she said, her large grey eyes widening, and her clear skin whitening visible. "James! Commodore!" She yelped, but no one came to her avail.
"Sorry love, all dead." Jack told her, stepping closer still, taking in the girls natural beauty, her long dark hair, stormy grey eyes, the scattering of freckles over her nose and cheeks. Oh, and the terrified expression her face held.
"Help!" She screamed, refusing to believe him. Where was that pesky James when she needed him?
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Summary
A naïve girl is discovered on a slaughtered ship by Jack, who agrees to take her to Port Royal, where she is to meet her fiancé and cousin Elizabeth. Set about a year after the film, with W/E and J/OC.
If you like, tell me, if you don't, keep it to yourself.
~*~*~
Prologue: Left behind
"Looks like someone beat us to it, cap'n" Gibbs set, peering out in the dark night. The wind blew Jack Sparrows long hair back, the rain pelted on his tanned face; a storm was brewing, that was for sure.
"Really?" he replied, calling for the anchor to be released, as they drew up to the almost-wrecked ship, the painted name just viewable in the dark; the princess.
"Looks like a navy ship cap'n!" He added, seeing the slaughtered bodies dressed in uniform.
"Get the boarding planks! We'll see whats left!" Captain Jack Sparrow ordered, climbing down to see for himself. Hopefully, some rum would be left- he was running low on supplies, and were a while away from land yet.
His crew followed his orders, struggling slightly in the wet, cold night, but he didn't relent. Once the plank was down, he crossed it, hand at his sword just in case. He surveyed the wreckage, seeing the dead, and the battered ship; large and majestic it had been, it looked pathetic and broken now. His stride took him to the captain's cabin, to see if anything was worth taking, but he found the door locked. "Someone guarding something," he muttered to himself, backing up a step, "something important and possibly priceless?"
He crashed through the door, causing a loud crash, to which none of his crew paid attention- obviously used to him by now- and he ventured into the room, pilfering through the drawers to find a collection of expensive gold jewellery and a small bottle of rum. He was about to break into the desk drawer, but a staggering behind him alerted him to Ana Maria's presence, and she drew a sharp breath. "Cap'n, someone was left behind!" She told him, gesturing with her large sword, missing his face just slightly.
"Watch the face love," He told her, and followed her gestures, to see a figure in the large bed, wrapped up in blankets, the face obscured by long, dark hair, and a small, delicate hand resting on the soft-looking pillow.
"Wonder if she's worth anything?" Jack said, stepping forward, for a better look at the girl. Immediately, the girl stirred, awakened by the sound of voices, and moved slightly, causing Jack to stop moving, and Ana Maria to move forward, to peek.
The girl stretched, sat up, and pushed her hair out of her face. "James, have we arrived yet?" She asked in a refined, British-accented voice, and blinked at the two strangers in front of her, and the cold wind whipping through her cabin. She took in the appearance of the tanned, scruffily dressed individuals, and shrieked, rapidly moving back, banging against the wall in her fright.
"Its alright love-" Jack began, but the girl shrieked again.
"Pirates!" she said, her large grey eyes widening, and her clear skin whitening visible. "James! Commodore!" She yelped, but no one came to her avail.
"Sorry love, all dead." Jack told her, stepping closer still, taking in the girls natural beauty, her long dark hair, stormy grey eyes, the scattering of freckles over her nose and cheeks. Oh, and the terrified expression her face held.
"Help!" She screamed, refusing to believe him. Where was that pesky James when she needed him?
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You like? Go review and I'll reward you in the ways of, well, my eternal gratefulness!