Naur
1: Hate at first site
A brunette piratess stood on the bow of the ship. She was snarling about her men not be quick enough. They needed to get to Tortuga. And get there quickly. They were running out of supplies and that was the last place that would allow pirate gold.
She decided that when they got there they would all be finding new ships. She then would sign up a good lot of people to go on the account under her flag. She proudly flew her colors even though there were no other ships in sight and wouldn't be for a long while.
The route they were taking was a pirate route that was rarely used. She turned and went below deck. When she was in her quarters she took off the tight low cut brown shirt and threw it on the desk. She then threw herself onto her bunk and picked up some paper and a quill. She scratched down some numbers that she needed to remember. After a few minutes she fell asleep.
"Cap'n! We've made port!" There was a shout on the other side of the door.
"Finally...Damn sea dogs no good to me." She got up grumbling and pulled on her shirt again. She adjusted the tight black breeches and fixed the tall brown ratty boots.
She went back up deck and ordered her men to make ready to drop anchor. When they anchored she jumped off her ship and gave her men their gold. She growled at those who thanked her and she headed into the nearest tavern.
When she entered the room was full of rough and rowdy men. She growled at one who bumped into her and made her way to the bar. She ordered her rum and sat down in the corner. On the table next to hers was a man with his hat pulled down in front of his face. She saw his tattoo and growled.
"JACK! You owe me money you damn dog!" she snapped at the man.
She stood and went to him and grabbed his hat. She put her hands on her hips and glared at him. He had 'borrowed' money from her about three years ago and by now it was time to pay up.
"I don't owe you anything Naur." Captain Jack Sparrow grabbed for his hat. It had been hard to find it again after losing it.
"Like hell you don't!" she kept the hat and kicked his chair from under him. "I want my money Jack."
He stood up and took one last swig of his rum. "Fine! How much is it you rat?"
"30 pieces of eight." She snapped.
He grumbled about high price and women as he handed her the money.
"It's nice doing business with you Jack."
"What are you doing this afternoon?"
"Nothing that concerns you. Why?"
"How about you jump 'board my ship and we have you work for a little bit more money?"
"Stuff it Jack." She said as she walked away.
She had better things to do than to be Jack's whore. She finished off her rum and walked out of the tavern. She had her money and she needed some new clothes. She was sorely tempted to by land clothes but thought better of it since she would be spending the next three months on a ship.
She found the people who to buy supplies from and got what she needed. She then went to a shop and bought some new boots and a large hat. She smiled admiring herself in the cracked mirror they had.
She then left there and went back aboard her ship. She took off her boots and shirt and threw herself on her bunk again. She soon passed out. Jack always seemed to exhaust her.
"What in blazes hell?!" she jumped awake hearing gun fire and fighting.
She pulled on her shirt as she ran up on the deck to find her men were under attack from an enemy pirate. She shouted her orders and soon it was apparent that they would lose. At that moment Jack's ship pulled anchor and came towards them.
Damn Jack. He'll make me pay if he has to help. She thought to herself.
Jack jumped ships to hers and went to her.
"Need some help lassie?"
"No Jack. Go away." She growled dangerously at him.
She needed his help but she didn't want to ask for it. He knew this would send her over the edge if she had to ask for it. She growled as she fought against a new pirate coming at her.
Jack didn't give her a chance to continue arguing he jumped into the fight ordering his men to help hers. He knew it would piss her off. He didn't care though. She would have to repay him for this and he had the perfect idea in mind.
After the battle Naur glared at Jack. "I told you I didn't want your bloody help you damn pirate."
"I know. I wanted to help." He smiled his dashing pirate smile.
"And you expect payment? Forget it. I'll not pay you for anything that you've done."
"Come now. I know a good way for you to repay me." He winked.
She growled. "Fine! Damn asshole."
She grabbed his wrist and pulled him below deck.
They both came up after the sun had started to sink below the horizon. She went to the bow and watched the sun. She would leave tomorrow morning after they got the supplies. Jack joined her and looked out over the water.
"You shouldn't be here. You know that right? You shouldn't be a captain. Come and join my crew." He said softly.
"No. I'll not leave my ship."
"And why not?"
"Because I have something to prove."
"What is it you have to prove? What in the world could be worth risking your life like you do?"
"Equality. I want to prove that women are equal to men and can do everything they do. Men look down on women when we are just as strong as they are. I'm proving that a woman can do a man's job." She said as she watched the sun.
He sighed, "Naur…"
"What? You think I can't do it? You know I never did like you. I hated you the first time I saw you."
"I know you did. I think though that…You shouldn't be doing this. You could be a nice lady in a court."
"I don't want to be a lady in a court. I want to do this. This makes my heart pound and my blood race. This makes me happy."
"Does it really? Does risking your life and having uncertainty around every corner make you happy?"
"Yes, it does."
He nodded and turned, "If ever you need help just call on me. I'm here for you even though it's not wise to trust pirates I trust you."
She listened as his boots faded and he landed on the dock. She then heard his men cheer as he boarded his ship and told them some bogus tale about what happened below deck.
She sighed and didn't move. Another man came up beside her. It was her first mate. He had golden blonde hair and crystal blue eyes. He was silent for a moment then he opened his mouth to speak.
"He is only watching out for ye Cap'n. He didn' mean anythin' by it. Ye know he didn'."
"I know James. I still don't want to trust him though. He is still pirate. And the way he acts about women. Like we are his toys…"
"Well…Mayhap he jus' be waitin' for the right youn' lassie to be settin' him off now."
"What do you mean by that?"
"I mean…mayhap he fancies someone and he be waitin' on her to make the first move. Ye know. Scared of messin' up and all tha'"
She shook his head, "No…James…I don't think he is. Jack has no heart for any woman. He just wants a warm bed."
He sighed, "Ye never know Cap'n."
"I don't care if I know or not. Let the men know that tomorrow morning we sail. I want to raise anchor and be out of here as soon as possible. I just want to sail away after we get supplies."
"I thought ye was plannin' on staying for a bit."
"I was, but then I saw Jack. We will get new crew in the next port. I don't want Jack around."
"Aye Cap'n. Some of the men have said somethin'."
"What have they said, James?"
"They said ye and that Cap'n Sparrow be havin' love between ye. They say it ain't just business."
"It is just business. I can't stand the man. It repulses me to think of him as a lover."
"I know Cap'n. Tell me again how ye became a pirate."
"It's a long story."
"We have time."
Naur then started in on the story of how she ran from her abusive father to prove that women were just as good as men. She told of how he hurt her and she planned to take that hurt out on anyone she could. She told about how the only job she could find was a pirate if she dressed like a man. The story ended after night fall.
The next morning when the sun had barely risen she was up and on deck. She was supervising the supplies and checking to see if they were all good. She didn't want anything to spoil. She knew that at the next port Jack would be there.
He had a tendency to follow her around. She would ignore him and get a new crew. More women this time. She hated being the only woman on the ship. If you had good women then you could pretend to be a merchant or something and then attack without warning.
She loved tricking people like that. It was fun plus easy. She reminded herself to go to the book keeper and ask how much each of the men got of the booty. The ship was already laid down heavily with the treasure. That's why it was important to travel where few did.
She couldn't handle taking on prisoners right now and those are what made the big bucks. She would do that with the new crew so they would gain her trust. The only problem was…not all them would jump ship.
A few would stay on. That could be helpful though because that was less to train to her way of thinking. They would be helpful. She just hoped not all of them decided to stay. She hated keeping the same crew for too long. There were few exceptions. James for one.
She had known James from when she first became pirate and intended on keeping him. He promised he wouldn't go no matter what. He would follow her. He was loyal to her and she was loyal to him.
She didn't want to think of what would happen to him if they were unable to take a ship. It made her sick to think of what would happen to any of them. They all knew though. They all knew what they were getting themselves into though.
Jack was right…Piracy was dangerous. Fun…but dangerous. She loved the thrill but it wasn't for all people. She knew some who couldn't handle it. Her brother was a landlubber straight through. She could tell it the first time she met him. He was four years older than she was but acted like he was ten years older.
He always had the answers. He didn't like what she did and they never got a long. They still fought like children to this day. Course she hadn't seen any of her family since her mother's death. Her mother had been the last thing to make her pirate life permanent.
After mother's death she had no reason to go back. She had everything she needed and wanted on the sea. Her mother had died of a high fever trying to give birth to a child. Naur went to the funeral and her family never saw her again. That was fine with everyone though. Naur had never fit in. She always stood out.
She always did odd things and acted oddly. She never got sick even when everyone else did. She was always play fighting and such. She never acted like a young lady should. Her father hated her for it but her mother always approved it.
It had been her mother who told her to run. Her mother had been crying after Naur's father had hit her and left her there. Naur's mother, Alisa, told her to go. Alisa didn't want any trouble to befall her daughter. Alisa told her to follow her dreams.
Naur had done just that. Naur was proving that women did things that men did as well. She was proving that after years of mistreatment women were just as strong as men. She wanted to show the world that women can do anything that a man can. Jack would just have to understand that along with the rest of the world.
She knew Jack was looking out for her, but she didn't need to be looked after like a child anymore. She was a woman of 23. She had been on the account for ten years and a captain for five. She hated being treated like a lady.
She had never been a lady. She was a pirate. It was in her heart and blood. She was Naur of the sea. Not Naur of Great Britain. She growled at the thought of being British. She hated the Brits. They were nothing good. They were scared and only drank their tea.
She denounced being British. She claimed to be a pirate as her nationality. She had one man dare to ask where she was born then call her a Brit. She killed that man and made sure everyone knew she was no Brit.
She was no coward like the Brits she knew. She didn't want to be a coward. Cowardice was no good out on the sea. The sea was not kind and would not treat cowards any differently than the brave ones. Only the brave and strong survived out here.
Soon they were raising anchor and she was plotting their destination. They would reach the next port quickly. They were headed to Scarborough, Tobago. There they could get what supplies they needed and she could get new crew as she needed or wanted.
They would all be those Africans though. Or at least they would have dark skin. That would be fine with her. The darker their skin the harder time they had of getting a sun burn. Then they wouldn't have to be quartered up while they healed over. If she let any whites come on the account she always made sure they were nice and tan.
She didn't want to worry about people being burnt from the sun. She hated having to treat them. They only had one man who could perform any surgeries or heal anything. He was getting older though and it would soon be time to replace him. Doctor Grahamman was dying. Not quickly though. He was dying because of old age. It wasn't a bad death either that would come to him. Just an annoyance to the rest of the crew.
If she couldn't get a doctor in the next port she would go somewhere they could. She wanted a good doctor though. Not some crackpot. She wanted her men taken care of. She didn't want them in pain. If they were in pain that meant they couldn't work. If they couldn't work that meant going slower than she wanted to.
And if they went slow…that meant death. She sighed. She hated doing this but she hated keeping them on even more. She knew she would be an ass to everyone for the next few days. Her cycle was coming and she could feel it. Her crew always hated her when she was on her cycle.
She laughed thinking of how much work this all was going to be. She just hoped that Jack would go the other way instead of following her like he tended to do.