DISCLAIMER: THE CHARACTERS DO NOT BELONG TO ME. THE CHARACTER OF ISABEL DOES. NO MONEY IS BEING MADE OFF THIS STORY.
Author's note: Well this is a little side project I thought I'd start on. It's just a little idea I had in the back of my head. I don't know how well it will turn out but hopefully someone will let me know if i'm going in the right direction. So drop me a line and let me know what you think. Thanks and enjoy.
Sidney Lanier
Evening Song
Look off, dear Love, across the sallow sands,
And mark yon meeting of the sun and sea;
How long they kiss in sight of all the lands,
Ah! longer, longer we.
Now, in the sea's red vintage melts the sun
As Egypt's pearl dissolved in rosy wine
And Cleopatra night drinks all. 'Tis done,
Love, lay thine hand in mine.
Come forth, sweet stars, and comfort heaven's heart,
Glimmer, ye waves, 'round else unlighted sands;
Oh night! divorce our sun and sky apart
Never our lips, our hands.
"Isabel! Come look! I finally found it!" The young woman opened her soft brown eyes at the sound of her name. Slowly she lifted her head and swung her legs over the side of the bed. The loose boots on her feet made a loud thump on the hard wooden floor. The sound of sloshing sea water filled her ears. Slowly she pulled herself up off her bed. She looked in the mirror and pulled her wavy brown hair back with a dirty strand of cloth. "What now?" she mumbled.
The evening sky was a beautiful sight that night. A million dazziling stars filled the sky. It lit up the ship with a beautiful glow. Isabel gazed around until her eyes fell on the person who had been calling her name. Such a strange sight he was under the glow of the full moon and blazing stars. The strands of beads in his hair jangled when he turned to face her.
"What is it this time Jack?" She stared at him firmly and put her hands on her hips. "You look just like your father when you do that." he slurred. "Yes and if he wakes up and finds me out here at this time of night he'll have my head." Isabel let her hands rest at her side and pulled back a loose strand of hair behind her ear. Isabel was not a proper lady. She had first been introduced to the sea at age ten by her father. She had never wanted to leave it after that. For the last four years she had been at sea on the ship the Black Pearl. She had recently celebrated her 19th birthday.
Jack, from what her father told her, had not changed a bit in all those years. He hadn't even aged he would sometimes say. Her father had not been fond of how she had taken to the sea. Her father never wanted her to live his life. But she loved the sea. She loved everything about it. Much to her mother's distress she would never wear dresses. She would wear what her father would wear. After all, why couldn't she. But most of all she loved sailing under the command of one Captain Jack Sparrow.
"Now Jack, what is it that you woke me out of bed for?" Jack grinned eagerly and turned his head towards the sky. He pointed a dirty ring adorned finger towards the sky. "I found it." Isabel looked at the sky and tried to find what Jack was looking at. "The north star." he whispered into her ear. It made her jump the fact that his voice was so close. She turned towards him and locked her hands on her hips again. "You woke me up for that?" she asked.
Jack grinned that fimilar gold toothed smile. "I like to bug you." he answered. "It's bloody fantastic though. I always looked for that star." A fimliar look came over his face when he heard the shot of an old friend coming up on deck. "Isabel!" She cringed at the sound of her father shouting her name. Moments later he stood before her with the same stern look and the hands on his hips.
Jack laughed slightly and swaggered over towards him. "Don't be hard on the girl." he whispered as he swaggered off towards the steer. As Will looked back at his daughter he heard the sounds of Jack and Annamaria arguing over who would be sailing the ship tonight. "What are you doing up this time of night?" he asked. Isabel turned her eyes towards her father and wanted to roll them.
"Father you act as if I am still ten years old. I am a grown woman now." Will looked at his daughter. She was the spitting image of her parents. The full lips of her mother, the brown eyes and hair of her father. He remembered the day that she had been born. Elizabeth and him had been so excited. She was a wonderful child. But much to her mother's demands Will had introduced her to the sea at age ten. That's when he had also introduced her to Jack. Now Isabel wanted more than anything to be a pirate. She was well on her way to becoming one.
Isabel refused to dress like a lady. She constantly dressed like any of the other members on the Black Pearl. She had taken to Jack alot more than he would have hoped she would. She looked up to him and was constantly attached to him. That worried him more than words could say. Jack had already taught her the finer points of drinking and sword fighting. She was already better with a sword and pistol than he was.
"I know you are." he responded. "I just worry about you is all." Isabel smiled at her father. It was a smile that matched her mother's. A smile that could get her out of anything. "It was Jack's fault. He wanted to show me the north star." Will looked at his daughter and frowned. "That' what worries me." Isabel let the smile seep off her face. "What do you have against Jack? He is your dearest friend after all." Will sighed and looked back at his daughter. "It's nothing. Just go to sleep Isabel. The morning will be here soon enough."
~*~
Isabel trudged down the stairs to her room. It was a small room. It was okay for her. It held a small bed and a chest to rest her clothes. Isabel slowly sat on her bed and sighed. She pulled the piece of cloth out of her hair and her hair fell down to the middle of her back. She laid on her back and looked up at the ceiling. The soft sloshing of the ocean water outside wanted to lull her into a deep sleep.
As she pulled in a deep breath she heard the fimliar shouts and noise outside. They were pulling port in Tortuga.
~*~
Isabel woke up to the sound of shouted above deck. "Oh bloody hell." she muttered under her breath. She pulled herself up off the bed and tied her hair back. Slowly she trudged up the stairs and above deck. They had pulled port in Tortuga and everyone was rushing to get off. They hadn't seen land for the last month. "Oh thank you." she muttered.
Isabel ran up to Jack and let out a beaming smile. "Ah young Turner. How you be this morning?" Isabel kept smiling and raced for land. Jack laughed and stood still as he watched her race off the ship. He didn't even notice Will standing beside him. "You know this place is bad for her." Will whispered. Jack jumped a little and shouted at him. "Bloody hell mate. Let the girl have some fun." Will laughed a little and patted Jack on the back.
Jack swaggered off the boat in search of rum and woman. Will stood still and Elizabeth walked up beside him. "This place again?" she whispered. Will turned to his wife and wrapped his arms around her waist. "What can I say?" he whispered. "It's part of the pirates life."
~*~
Isabel looked up at the night sky as she neared one of the taverns of Tortuga. She had wandered the streets all day and soaked up everything she could. She loved this life. She would never trade it for anything. Slowly she neared the tavern door and made her way through. She was greeted by the sight of Jack sitting at one of the tables drinking rum and talking to one of the local whores.
Isabel slowly walked up behind Jack and laid her hands on his shoulders. "Am I interuppting anything?" she said. She felt Jack jump under her touch and laughed a little. The whore looked at her oddly and walked away. Isabel made her way to the other side of the table and sat across from Jack. "Ah Isabel. You just frightened away some good company."
Isabel looked at him curiously. The beads in his hair brushed against his face. The deep kohl around his eyes seemed to be a little smudged. Those eyes of him sometimes made her feel nervous. They also made her feel a feeling that she didn't know if she liked or not. He was a curiously beautiful man. "Ah but wouldn't you rather talk to me than to some woman who is not interested in anything but your looks." Isabel blushed when she realized the words that had just slipped out of her mouth.
Jack smirked a little at this. "Aye. So I see. No need to hide anything from me Isabel. How about some rum? That ought to cheer you up just fine." Jack shouted to the bar keep for two more mugs of rum. Moments later the barkeep arrived and laid the mugs down on the table. Jack slid one over to Isabel. "Drink up me hearties yo ho." she mumbled.
Author's note: Well this is a little side project I thought I'd start on. It's just a little idea I had in the back of my head. I don't know how well it will turn out but hopefully someone will let me know if i'm going in the right direction. So drop me a line and let me know what you think. Thanks and enjoy.
Sidney Lanier
Evening Song
Look off, dear Love, across the sallow sands,
And mark yon meeting of the sun and sea;
How long they kiss in sight of all the lands,
Ah! longer, longer we.
Now, in the sea's red vintage melts the sun
As Egypt's pearl dissolved in rosy wine
And Cleopatra night drinks all. 'Tis done,
Love, lay thine hand in mine.
Come forth, sweet stars, and comfort heaven's heart,
Glimmer, ye waves, 'round else unlighted sands;
Oh night! divorce our sun and sky apart
Never our lips, our hands.
"Isabel! Come look! I finally found it!" The young woman opened her soft brown eyes at the sound of her name. Slowly she lifted her head and swung her legs over the side of the bed. The loose boots on her feet made a loud thump on the hard wooden floor. The sound of sloshing sea water filled her ears. Slowly she pulled herself up off her bed. She looked in the mirror and pulled her wavy brown hair back with a dirty strand of cloth. "What now?" she mumbled.
The evening sky was a beautiful sight that night. A million dazziling stars filled the sky. It lit up the ship with a beautiful glow. Isabel gazed around until her eyes fell on the person who had been calling her name. Such a strange sight he was under the glow of the full moon and blazing stars. The strands of beads in his hair jangled when he turned to face her.
"What is it this time Jack?" She stared at him firmly and put her hands on her hips. "You look just like your father when you do that." he slurred. "Yes and if he wakes up and finds me out here at this time of night he'll have my head." Isabel let her hands rest at her side and pulled back a loose strand of hair behind her ear. Isabel was not a proper lady. She had first been introduced to the sea at age ten by her father. She had never wanted to leave it after that. For the last four years she had been at sea on the ship the Black Pearl. She had recently celebrated her 19th birthday.
Jack, from what her father told her, had not changed a bit in all those years. He hadn't even aged he would sometimes say. Her father had not been fond of how she had taken to the sea. Her father never wanted her to live his life. But she loved the sea. She loved everything about it. Much to her mother's distress she would never wear dresses. She would wear what her father would wear. After all, why couldn't she. But most of all she loved sailing under the command of one Captain Jack Sparrow.
"Now Jack, what is it that you woke me out of bed for?" Jack grinned eagerly and turned his head towards the sky. He pointed a dirty ring adorned finger towards the sky. "I found it." Isabel looked at the sky and tried to find what Jack was looking at. "The north star." he whispered into her ear. It made her jump the fact that his voice was so close. She turned towards him and locked her hands on her hips again. "You woke me up for that?" she asked.
Jack grinned that fimilar gold toothed smile. "I like to bug you." he answered. "It's bloody fantastic though. I always looked for that star." A fimliar look came over his face when he heard the shot of an old friend coming up on deck. "Isabel!" She cringed at the sound of her father shouting her name. Moments later he stood before her with the same stern look and the hands on his hips.
Jack laughed slightly and swaggered over towards him. "Don't be hard on the girl." he whispered as he swaggered off towards the steer. As Will looked back at his daughter he heard the sounds of Jack and Annamaria arguing over who would be sailing the ship tonight. "What are you doing up this time of night?" he asked. Isabel turned her eyes towards her father and wanted to roll them.
"Father you act as if I am still ten years old. I am a grown woman now." Will looked at his daughter. She was the spitting image of her parents. The full lips of her mother, the brown eyes and hair of her father. He remembered the day that she had been born. Elizabeth and him had been so excited. She was a wonderful child. But much to her mother's demands Will had introduced her to the sea at age ten. That's when he had also introduced her to Jack. Now Isabel wanted more than anything to be a pirate. She was well on her way to becoming one.
Isabel refused to dress like a lady. She constantly dressed like any of the other members on the Black Pearl. She had taken to Jack alot more than he would have hoped she would. She looked up to him and was constantly attached to him. That worried him more than words could say. Jack had already taught her the finer points of drinking and sword fighting. She was already better with a sword and pistol than he was.
"I know you are." he responded. "I just worry about you is all." Isabel smiled at her father. It was a smile that matched her mother's. A smile that could get her out of anything. "It was Jack's fault. He wanted to show me the north star." Will looked at his daughter and frowned. "That' what worries me." Isabel let the smile seep off her face. "What do you have against Jack? He is your dearest friend after all." Will sighed and looked back at his daughter. "It's nothing. Just go to sleep Isabel. The morning will be here soon enough."
~*~
Isabel trudged down the stairs to her room. It was a small room. It was okay for her. It held a small bed and a chest to rest her clothes. Isabel slowly sat on her bed and sighed. She pulled the piece of cloth out of her hair and her hair fell down to the middle of her back. She laid on her back and looked up at the ceiling. The soft sloshing of the ocean water outside wanted to lull her into a deep sleep.
As she pulled in a deep breath she heard the fimliar shouts and noise outside. They were pulling port in Tortuga.
~*~
Isabel woke up to the sound of shouted above deck. "Oh bloody hell." she muttered under her breath. She pulled herself up off the bed and tied her hair back. Slowly she trudged up the stairs and above deck. They had pulled port in Tortuga and everyone was rushing to get off. They hadn't seen land for the last month. "Oh thank you." she muttered.
Isabel ran up to Jack and let out a beaming smile. "Ah young Turner. How you be this morning?" Isabel kept smiling and raced for land. Jack laughed and stood still as he watched her race off the ship. He didn't even notice Will standing beside him. "You know this place is bad for her." Will whispered. Jack jumped a little and shouted at him. "Bloody hell mate. Let the girl have some fun." Will laughed a little and patted Jack on the back.
Jack swaggered off the boat in search of rum and woman. Will stood still and Elizabeth walked up beside him. "This place again?" she whispered. Will turned to his wife and wrapped his arms around her waist. "What can I say?" he whispered. "It's part of the pirates life."
~*~
Isabel looked up at the night sky as she neared one of the taverns of Tortuga. She had wandered the streets all day and soaked up everything she could. She loved this life. She would never trade it for anything. Slowly she neared the tavern door and made her way through. She was greeted by the sight of Jack sitting at one of the tables drinking rum and talking to one of the local whores.
Isabel slowly walked up behind Jack and laid her hands on his shoulders. "Am I interuppting anything?" she said. She felt Jack jump under her touch and laughed a little. The whore looked at her oddly and walked away. Isabel made her way to the other side of the table and sat across from Jack. "Ah Isabel. You just frightened away some good company."
Isabel looked at him curiously. The beads in his hair brushed against his face. The deep kohl around his eyes seemed to be a little smudged. Those eyes of him sometimes made her feel nervous. They also made her feel a feeling that she didn't know if she liked or not. He was a curiously beautiful man. "Ah but wouldn't you rather talk to me than to some woman who is not interested in anything but your looks." Isabel blushed when she realized the words that had just slipped out of her mouth.
Jack smirked a little at this. "Aye. So I see. No need to hide anything from me Isabel. How about some rum? That ought to cheer you up just fine." Jack shouted to the bar keep for two more mugs of rum. Moments later the barkeep arrived and laid the mugs down on the table. Jack slid one over to Isabel. "Drink up me hearties yo ho." she mumbled.