Kallas Chronicles: Nightmare at Sea~ Enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN! I only own the characters I claimed as my own, which include:
The entire Kallas family
A/N: I am accepting Ocs, but please be detailed as well as patient because this is my first PotC fic and I'm already trying to figure out how things are going to go. If you need help making a bio, use the form on my homepage!
Chapter One: I Hate Pirates!
The evening was cool with a gentle breeze of sea spray hovering around Tortuga, music raging through the streets as shrill screams and high laughter rang through to join the smashing of kegs. Water splashed and lapped at the docks, up along the sides of ships and boats that were docked. The setting sun cast an eerie orange glow onto the island, it seemed just another night at Isla Tortuga.
A pair of black boots thumped on wooden floorboards outside a tavern, sea blue eyes glittering in the lantern lights as the rowdy pirates and outlaws around partied. A smirk swept across a pair of cupid's bow lips as dark waves of chocolate hair hung from a loose side ponytail. A long black coat, complete with a navy waistcoat to match trousers and a white shirt, billowed in the salty sea wind. An almost exact copy of this woman appeared beside her, however, a male version now, wearing a navy coat, brown waistcoat, torn white shirt and brown trousers to match underneath.
"No wasting your time," The girl said calmly, "Go in, get the information from a man named Joshamee Gibbs, go to the dock where Christian and I will be waiting. And for God's sake, Nikolos, don't waste your time, struttin' about like a peacock. Now's just not the time."
"Aye, aye," Nikolos ranted, making a mouth with his hand, "I get it! Just don't go 'bout pickin' fights. Ats why we were kicked from the last port. Keep an eye on Christian too, Neona… We won't lose him." Neona stared at her twin, who stared back with an almost equal expression of worry before he nodded and walked into the bar. Neona watched him go before she reached up and gave her navy bandana a little tug, closing her eyes rather proudly at herself for whipping her brother into shape. She turned and headed down the deck of the bar, her hands shoved into the pockets of her coat, her sword clinging from the leather belt that matched the one around her throat.
She paused a ways down the street, peering over her shoulder at the buildings to keep an eye on the bar, but she saw no sign of commotion and turned back around. She ignored the high whistles of the piggish men along the streets and screeching laughter of women, her eyes locked on the path ahead. She saw the dock, but she saw no boat. Her eyes flashed and she clenched her teeth behind closed lips, letting her fists clench at her sides as she rushed over to the deck.
"Christian! Christian, where are you?" She shouted in alarm, her eyes whipping around and searching about the dock. She ran to where their boat had been previously docked, but there was nothing there now. Simply the dark murky water and a hat floating about on the surface. Neona blinked, then got on her hunches on the edge of the dock, leaning forward and picking up the hat. It reeked of rum and smoke, maybe a hint of fish.
Neona rose to her feet, looking the hat over when she felt someone tap her on the shoulder and she whipped around, her hand on her sword, but she stopped at the sight of the man before her, very familiar from wanted posters around the port she had once lived at.
Dark dreadlocks and with a red bandana, coins hanging upon it and dark eyes watching with a glint of mischief, rather attractive on him. He wore a unique attire of a long brown coat with a faded blue waistcoat, a white undershirt, and long, plain trousers to brown seat boots. He had a bit of a skittish look to him as he held out one hand, the other thrust back a bit dramatically.
"Oi, lass," He gave her a bit of a cheeky grin, "Might I be havin' me hat back?" Neona stared at him.
"Jack Sparrow."
"Aye, I told 'em never to forget me name. And whom do I have the pleasure of meetin' and takin' me hat back from, aye?" Jack asked with a cocked brow, looking a bit uneasy as if he should be remembering this woman's name. Without a doubt, she wouldn't be the last girl he'd forgotten! However, Neona puckered her lips a bit in distaste, putting a hand on her hip as she held his hat out to him.
"Nay, you don't know me, Mr. Sparrow. I just see your wanted posters all over… And my name is Neona Kallas."
"Infamous, I am. Well, I be thankin', ya Miss. Kallas… You be a miss, right?" Jack asked, his eyes flickering about as if searching for a mister Kallas. Neona's eyes seemed to sharpen as she snorted indigenously. What a character this man was!
"Aye, a miss! You're a bit fretful, Mr. Sparrow. You runnin' from someone?"
"Eh, I never run, others run from me."
"That so!" Neona exclaimed, finding it amusing to play with this man, but she suddenly remembered that she had not only lost her boat, but also her little brother. She winced and as Jack turned to go off, settling his hat on his head and muttering something about fleeing the fleas of a market. She caught his shoulder and he whipped to look at her with a cocked brow, his hands still thrust up and maybe a little tense.
"Aye?"
"Excuse me, I don't mean to be trouble, but 'ave you seen my brother? He's small, very young with dark hair…"
"Nay, sorry, Miss. Kallas. Ain't not a boy on the docks, but the colored one who was swimmin' a ways away ova-"
"Right, right," Neona let go of his shoulder, earning a curious squinted eye look from this man before she groaned, turning to face the empty dock, "Damn to the depths! Lost my brother and my boat."
"Was your boat a bit small, maybe enough for a trio? Chipped blue paint job, a busted oar, a small sail? Maybe a maroon color?" Jack asked, cocking his head and his hands twitching a little. Neona blinked and turned to face him.
"Have you seen it?" She asked.
"Never in my life." Jack responded and started to march off the door. Neona frowned a little and started to go after him, but stopped when she felt a sudden chill rise up her spine, making her stiffen. Jack seemed to notice the uneasiness of the feeling and stopped as well, his eyes growing a bit big as he stared straight ahead, then turned to face Neona, who stared back at him.
"Do I… Know you?" Jack asked with a squint in one eye, reeling his head back a bit. Neona stared back at him, giving him a confused, slightly annoyed look before she heard a loud gunshot ring out, making her jump. Jack whipped back around and gasped as gunshots began to fire in the town.
"Oi, I just got 'ere and now I have to be makin' me way back! What a waste!" Jack cried in distress, but shook his head and tipped his hat to Neona as if to tell her good day. Neona opened her mouth, but someone seemed to bolt from the plants that were hanging over the left side of the dock, white sand kicking up. A young boy with dark, messy hair and hazel eyes, wearing a simple chocolate waistcoat over a white shirt and matching pants with boots and what appeared to be a meat clever hanging from a leather belt grabbed onto Neona's hand, making her gasp."Christian!" She exclaimed.
"I found 'im!" Jack blurted, although, the look on his face was more annoyed than comical. Neona gave him a weird look, but she hardly had time as Christian gave her hand a jerk.
"Don't play around," Christian snapped at Neona, who scowled at him, "Don't go near him, Neona! Come on, Nikolos is in trouble!"
"Already? What do you mean not go near-"
"Oi," Jack barked, making Neona and Christian look up, glancing around a little bit before waving a hand at them, "I 'ave a way you can find a boat and save yer brother, but you've got to do what I say, savvy?"
"Sav- But-"
"And I'm gone!" Jack announced and he was true to that word as he spun around and bolted down a side path. Neona felt a sudden urge to run after him, her chest tightening as the familiar suffocating sensation of adventure burst through her. She gripped Christian's hand and started forward. Christian winced, tugging back at her, but being forced to follow anyway.
"What are you doing? I just said-"
"Christian, just follow!"
"But he's a pir-"
"Come on!" Neona jerked on Christian's hand, making the boy wince, but stumble after as they raced down the dirt path. Neona could easily see Jack ducking and dodging flailing tree branches. She reached out to grab the back of Jack's jacket to slow him down, but a bullet seemed to zoom out of nowhere, right in front of her face. Neona cried out in shock and leapt back, almost knocking Christian over, making the boy yelp. Jack turned around to look at her, giving her an almost smug look before he swung back around and darted into the brush. Neona's eyes flashed and she looked at Christian, who was glaring after Jack.
"Stay here by the docks," Neona ordered, glaring at her brother firmly, "I'm going to find Nikolos-"
"Without the help of that pirate!" Christian snapped, glaring up at his sister, who cringed before turning away. Christian ducked back into the shadows, down onto his knees at the sound of bullets shooting past and men yelling. He watched as Neona disappeared into the trees, coming out on the other end and slamming into someone's back.
"Watch it, lass!" Jack exclaimed with a smirk. Neona winced, then ducked as a bullet shot by and two men struggling with each other, swords crossed in an X, stumbled by and hit the ground. Neona stared at them at her feet, watching as both swords plunged into their guts.
"What in blazes…"
"Welcome to Tortuga," Jack mused, almost uninterested as his eyes scanned the fighting mass of people, "Aye, seems to have started over in that bar… Do me a favor, go rescue your brother, won't you? I'll be workin' on the boat thing…" Neona raised an eyebrow, putting her fists on her hips.
"You're not going to tell me to go get the boat? After all, it's less dangerous."
"Less fun and you look like a lass of excitement." Jack offered with a grin. Neona felt her cheeks warm, her eye twitching a little in slight annoyance at his sucking up, but she didn't mind as he seemed to dash to the side. Neona looked up toward the bar now, her eyes narrowed in determination as she lunged forward, easily shoving and ducking, even jumping, over the crowd. She ran in between spaces and onto the deck of the bar, hearing glass shatter and break, people yelling and some faint laughter from some drunkard.
Neona ran to the front doors, ready to open them when she heard a loud roar from inside and instinct screamed at her to duck. She dodged to the side away from the doors, just in time for them to fly open and off their hinges as two men came barreling out with arms locked together in a wrestle. The sound of swords clanging inside made Neona reach for her sword. She tore it from its sheath and kept her guard up, moving into the doorway. As soon as she did, a bottle came sailing at her head, but she moved her head to the side to avoid it.
She immediately swung her sword up, blocking an attack from a charging man. She winced as their swords clanged and she brought her knee up, slamming it into the man's chest, causing him to cough and hack, hitting the floor. She whirled around and blocked several more attacks, ducking and dodging as a man lunged at her throat from the side.
Neona winced and ducked so two men charging at her collided, their heads slamming together with a sickening crack. Neona stepped back, then looked up as another man came rushing at her with his sword swinging drunkenly. Neona's eyes flashed and darkened as she ducked and the man went sailing over her as she popped back up in time to catch sight of Nikolos blocking an attack.
"Nikolos! What did I say about trouble?" She shouted and Nikolos jumped at the sound of her voice before cocking his head at her, his sword up to block an attack, a grin spreading across his lips.
"Aye, sis! You decided to join me! About time!" He laughed and shoved the man attacking him away. The man roared, then stopped after he caught sight of Neona and he growled at Nikolos.
"There's two of you? Won't be for long, aye!" He shouted and swung his arm in the air, but gasped in surprise as something sharp shot out from below, pinning his arm above his head to a column that was jutted into the floor. He turned to stare at Neona, who stood on a table below, tossing a dagger up into the air, catching it easily, a smirk on her face.
"Oi, don't pick on my brother! He may be a bumbling idiot, but I'm the only one who can take a stab at 'im!" She announced and swung her foot back into a man who was making a move from behind. Nikolos rolled his eyes, a faint smile on his face before he nodded to his sister, who nodded in return. Neona then whipped around and swung her fist into a man's face, on accident actually, blinking in surprise at her own strength before she hopped off the table and ran to the bar, picking up a bottle of rum sitting on the counter.
She picked it up and whirled around, throwing it out into the open where a bullet seemed to hit it right on target, a bullet that sailed from the pistol Nikolos was holding. It burst into flames and people shrieked, fleeing for the exit. Neona went for the nearest window and brought her foot up, kicking it through. In moments, Nikolos was at her heels, rushing out after her, both of them somersaulting out the window and rolling through the dirt and grim before shooting to their feet. They shared looks before jumping forward at the sound of a loud explosion from inside the bar.
"Woah," Nikolos whistled in awe, his eyes going wide as flames shot through the windows, screaming and whipping around like clawing fingers, "Quite a display, eh, sis?"
"Eh," Neona echoed under her breath, then grabbed Nikolos' hand, "Come! I met a man who says he may be able to get us out of here!"
"And Christian?"
"Hiding."
:NM.
Christian frowned and whipped around away from the hiding spot as soon as he was sure Neona had run off. He ran toward the dock, but stopped a good ways away from it to see the pirate that had easily swooned his sister.
Jack Sparrow.
Christian wanted to spit at the sound of the name, the name he'd seen on many wanted posters and heard his father talk about as one of the most notoriously vile pirates of the world. And how he hated pirates. Christian clenched his fists and watched the pirate run toward a good sized boat at the end of one of the docks and sure enough, Christian recognized it as the boat they had arrived on. He narrowed his eyes and moved forward from his hiding spot, stepping onto the dock, walking forward.
Jack was rushing to jerk the rope off the post, tipping his hat back as he bent over and put a foot in the boat.
"Oi!" Christian shouted and his boots thumped on the boat as he stepped down over the edge inside. Jack almost leapt a foot in the air, flailing his arms to catch his balance before he narrowed his eyes at the sight of Christian before he smiled innocently.
"Evenin', boy… Ya look familiar-"
"Get out of the boat! You dirty pirates think you can walk all over people, but I'm not lettin' you take our boat!" Christian snapped and Jack raised an eyebrow, trying not to smirk at the boy. He was definitely a spunky child, but he was damned near familiar and Jack knew that if someone was familiar, it always meant trouble, which he just couldn't deal with right now. After all he'd gone through to get off that godforsaken island and getting all the way to Tortuga in hopes of finding Gibbs, but failing.
"Aye, right you are, my boy. 'Em filthy mongrels don't know a thing about respect, ain't that so? What say you, go fetch your sister and brother while I get this boat 'ere all ready for 'em, eh?" He tried, but Christian scowled.
"I may be a boy, but I'm not stupid! Get out of the boat!""I'm afraid you have no leverage-"
"Get out." Christian argued firmly, glaring. Jack's eyebrow's tilted and he pursed his lips, standing up in the boat as he hooked his thumbs into the belt around his waist, puffing up his chest a little. Christian had seen this sort of posture millions of times when Nikolos was trying to make an impression and the thought of his siblings being in danger was the only thing that could stop him from smirking at the idiocy.
"See 'ere, lad. You're as you said you were, a boy is what you said you were and if that's what you are, then go be so 'round your mother or father because I'm a man and certainly can't deal with a young lad such as yourself. Now, go on! Scamper off-"
"You'll either take me with you or get out of the boat." Christian stated, folding his arms over his chest. Jack blinked and dropped his arms to his sides in defeat for a moment before he scowled a little and reached out.
"I don't think so." He lifted Christian up under his arms and Christian gasped.
"Put me down!" He almost screamed in shock, shoving back and his foot catching the side of the boat. Jack winced as Christian lost his balance and fell back, about to fall into the water, but Jack caught the front of his shirt and tore him back. Christian fell face first into the boat again, wincing and rolling over onto his back to glare up at Jack, who groaned."S'doesn't get any easier, does it?"
"Christian!" Neona's voice carried over the battles going on in the town, over the shrieking flames.
"Argh!" Jack threw his arms up and flashed Christian a sharp, almost scolding look that made the boy merely crinkle his nose up in disgust. Jack looked up as Neona and Nikolos made it onto the dock, their boots thumping. Jack frowned for a second before he smiled and stood up, thrusting his arms up rather dramatically.
"Oi, ye saved your brother!"
"She did not." Nikolos snorted and Neona smacked him in the back of the head before she hopped into the boat, Nikolos following close behind. Christian scooted up into a sitting position as Jack tore the rope away from the post and tossed an oar to Nikolos, who fumbled to catch it before they both dipped them in and began to row as if their lives depended on it, which it mostly did.
"Bloody hell," Neona spat, looking over her shoulder at the port as they drifted through the water, "Those weren't men, they were just a bunch of grungy old pigs."
"Pirates." Christian stated. Jack glanced down at Christian, who was glaring up at him past his mess of dark hair, before he looked back up at the water as he rowed.
"Aye… Pirates." He echoed under his breath. Nikolos frowned, glancing at Jack out the corner of his eye.
"An' who are you?" He demanded. Christian opened his mouth to declare his name, but Jack 'accidentally' brought the oar around and bonked Christian in the back of the head.
"Name's Jack! Pleasure to meet ya, er…"
"Nikolos."
"Nikolos. Aye, that's Greek. Interesting trio you are. What are you three doin' way out 'ere at a pirate's port?"
"We're looking for our father and our oldest brother," Neona explained as she leaned back on the boat, resting her head on the edge of the boat and staring up at the darkening sky, "They were kidnapped by some disgusting group of men-"
"Pirates." Christian snapped. Neona glanced at him before rolling her eyes, closing them and sighing. Nikolos frowned and gave Christian a pat on the head. Christian just ignored him and scooted over to lie under his sister's arm. The only sound was the ocean rippling at the oars dipping in.
I don't trust him. Nikolos thought bitterly.
What 'ave I gotten me-self into now? Jack thought miserably.
A/N: Probably not the greatest first chapter, but I'm known for having bad starts and good everything :D? Hope Jack's somewhat in character… He's so confusing sometimes and I tried to get that in there, haha. Beware, this is my VERY FIRST Pirates of the Caribbean fan fiction, so yea. Well, thanks so much for reading, hope the characters are okay, and your reviews are greatly appreciated!