More Than Meets The Eye

Authors Note:Hello everyone! Thanks for taking a peek at my story. It makes me feel so warm and cozy inside! :) Originally a Jack/You fic, it is now a Jack/OC because doesn't allow You-fics anymore (why I don't know, but whatever floats your boat I guess). The Jack/You version is currently featured at www. opportunemoment. net, under my penname of kaylaloo. It is an awesome site dedicated to providing a place for Jack/You and Will/You fanfiction. Anyways, this is my first POTC fic, so any comments would be lovely to help me improve my writing. I can handle flamers too; I've had to deal with a lot worse before.

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Disclaimer: clears throat I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl, Captain Jack Sparrow, Will Turner, Elizabeth Swann, yadda yadda yadda…I just don't own it, ummkay? Sigh

…but if I did…hehehe…

And now, Chapter 1 of More Than Meets the Eye (the edited for fanfiction. net version! lol!)

Chapter 1 - Of Crazy Relatives and Moonlight Rambles

The Dauntless sailed out of the tiny island harbour at top speed. The wind was in her sails and the waves crashed against the sides of her hull. Sailors ran here and there on board to tend to any needs the great British ship might have had.

It was an exciting day for Jennessa Dowson. The last time she was on a ship like this was during the crossing from England nine years ago. Too long, it seemed. Yet she still somehow managed to gain back her sea legs.

"Jennessa! Jennessa!" she heard being shouted across the deck. She turned to see her best friend Elizabeth Swann running towards her. Elizabeth definitely did not heed the code of a distinguished daughter of a governor, for she ran like a little schoolboy would during a game, almost tripping over the hem of her dress.

"Commodore Norrington says we'll be in Port Royal in two days time," she heaved, obviously signaling that the absurd corset had gotten to her again. "Isn't it exciting?"

"Wonderful!" Jennessa exclaimed. "How is Port Royal? Will I like it? Tell me everything!"

Jennessa smiled as Elizabeth proceeded to tell her everything she knew about her homeport.

What a change it will be from my previous home, Jennessa thought to herself.

Nine years ago she had lived in London with her father, an intelligent and very well respected seafaring general. Her mother had died when she was quite young, so Jennessa's father brought her up as best he knew how. Jennessa had learned all about the sea from him. However, because he was so often away there was concern among her relations for her upbringing. So Jennessa was sent (rather against her will) first to an aunt in Berkshire, and then all the way to an island in the Caribbean to a relative's plantation (though she could never quite figure out exactly how they were related to each other) to be brought up as a "proper young woman." The relative was called "Auntie Mary."

She was a strange woman, "Auntie May" was, and Jennessa sometimes found herself questioning her sanity. For example, "Auntie May" had at least seven cats that each had their own bedroom, complete with fireplace and canopy bed. And at supper the cats had their own places at the table, and had to be the first ones to eat their meal before anyone else. On Jennessa's first day at the plantation she made the mistake of diving right into the food, and was so shocked, and slightly embarrassed, to have been yelled at for not waiting her turn that she vowed never to make the same mistake again. To be yelled at by Auntie Mary was not a fun occurrence…unless it wasn't happening to her. When it happened to someone else, then it was entertaining.

Other than that, life was dull and boring. There really wasn't anyone around to talk to because they were dull and boring. It made talking to a cabbage more entertaining than speaking to anyone on the island. But there were occasional surprises when Jennessa's father came to visit, bringing gifts from his travels and stories of the high seas. Jennessa especially loved to hear about the pirates. She thought that they were absolute fascinating creatures. Elizabeth (who was her friend in London and who had traveled with Jennessa on the crossing) would also sometimes pay a visit. Unfortunately, Jennessa never got to go back with them.

Then about a month or two ago Jennessa had received word that her father was dead-lost to a storm in the Indian Ocean. She was sent his old manuscripts and charts and his beloved sword. There were also some useless course maps that he had created out of his head for show, but she kept them anyway. Sentimental value (sniff!). Then unexpectedly Jennessa's relative kicked the bucket, too (although that wasn't too depressing.) And surprisingly she received an incredible amount of money from "Auntie May," including the plantation (and the cats.)

Elizabeth had heard that Jennessa was all by herself, and decided to bring Ms. Dowson and her new gained wealth with her to Port Royal. So Jennessa packed her bags and gave the plantation to the cats, for which they were eternally grateful, and boarded the Dauntless.

She would make a new life for herself there, Jennessa had thought. Perhaps she would get some of her writings published. But for now she would just enjoy the journey over there.

Soon the sun was setting, meals were eaten, and sleep was needed.

"Are you going to bed?" asked Elizabeth.

"In a while. I just want to look at the ocean."

"Alright. Goodnight then."

"Goodnight."

A while later….

"Milady, you should be asleep. It will be a very long day at sea tomorrow."

Jennessa turned to see Commodore Norrington. Why was he here? She had never liked him much ever since she first met him on the crossing from England. And the fact that he had tried to get Elizabeth's hand in marriage always grossed Jennessa out. Ewwwwww…and so did that wig.

"I'm not tired yet. I thought I'd just watch the ocean for a while."

"Yes." He stepped a bit closer. "The, uh, moon is quite beautiful as it is reflected upon the open sea."

What?! "Um, yes. Err…quite."

"The moonlight just seems to dance upon the waves."

"Uh-huh."

"So delicate in features, so graceful, so…"

Sheesh. What was it with this guy and the moon? Jennessa stared out at sea again (she tended to do that a lot) and tried to block out the annoying rambles.

"Blah blah blah blah blah…"

Something dark in the distance caught Jennessa's eye. It moved fast against the current towards the Dauntless. It looked like a ship.

"Blah blah blah blah moon blah blah shiny…"

The dark thingy seemed to be gaining. Then its flag entered the light of the (guess!) moon. Jennessa gasped when she saw it. It was a pirate ship!

"Uh, Commodore…"

"Blah blah blah…"

"Commodore, I think you should look at this."

"Blah blah blah…"

"Commodore Norrington! There's a bloody pirate ship over there! Do something!"

"Blah blah blah OH MY GOD IT'S A PIRATE SHIP! EEEK! SOMEONE CALL THE COMMODORE!"

"But you ARE the Commodore!"

"Oh. Err…sorry."

"That's alright. But what about the pirate ship?"

"PIRATE SHIP? EEEK!"

"Do that again and I'll…"

"Sorry."

(pause)

"Well?"

"Oh yes." Commodore Norrington cleared his throat and looked important. "All hands on deck! Prepare the guns! Get me my pirate-fighting wig! All sails-oops!

Norrington carelessly tripped over a rope that was piled in his way, and hit his head against the deck.

"Commodore? Commodore?! Oh bloody hell, he's out cold!

"Now what do I do?"

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