Wow my first story. I'm rather excited. I hope that you like it, and if you
review, thank you a lot, I can use all the help.
***Sorry for the spelling of Anamaria's name, but I fixed it now, so everything is okay.
Before I start, let me remind you I don't own any of the characters, settings, and so on in Pirates of the Caribbean, except for the ones I make up...sooner or later. I am not getting paid for this either, it is pure pleasure.
ENJOY! _______________________________________________________________________
Taking Your Chances
Sulking and Choking
Anamaria hunched over her rum, as though protecting it from some unknown enemy. She hated taverns; she hated the nasty catcalls, and most of all she hated disgusting, slobbering pigs like Jack Sparrow.
Leaving her on some god-forsaken island with nothing but one bottle of rum, for saying his precious Pearl seemed to be getting older. It is not like she had meant it, she just wanted to tick him off for walking in on her this morning. It seemed to have worked rather well.
Flashback ____________________________________________________________________
Jack peeked around the corner of the ship, making sure no one was there. He tiptoed towards Anamaria's room barefooted as not to make any noise. He didn't want to imagine what would happen if she caught him, or how quickly she would kill him for that matter.
When he reached the door, it was cracked open, odd. So still being as quiet as possible he inched the door open a little farther. Jack nearly fainted at the sight he had been so lucky as to interrupt.
Anamaria had her back to him, but her shirt was off, and only her doe-brown breeches covered her dark chocolate body. Not wanting to die for the spectacular sight, Jack backed away from the door. He stopped when he heard the soft humming of his favorite song.
Without thinking Jack blurted out, "I thought you said you hated that song, luv?"
Anamaria whirled around so fast, Jack didn't have any chance of getting out of the doorway before she caught with a slap from the left that sent him to the ground. Then seeming to just notice her clothes or there-lack of clothes, she slammed the door inches from his nose and leaned heavily on it.
Jack who seemed to just have come to his senses, grinned stupidly at the wooden door, gathered himself and went to steer his true love.
End Flashback _______________________________________________________________________
Anamaria finished her rum and motioned to the stupid flirty girl that she wanted another. The girl simply glanced at her unimportantly and kept sitting on the ugly man's lap who she had been flirting with noisily. Anamaria sighed, deciding it wasn't worth it. She already had 3 empty glasses in front of her, and she wasn't dumb, she knew her own limits.
Getting up, she set a few coins on the table and walked out of the tavern, finally free from the stench of too many ugly pirate men.
As she walked down the streets, she purposely turned on a dark alley pretending to lose her way. She could hear the idiot following her oh so quietly, as he thought. She needed some exercise anyways and she hoped that he was sober enough to put up at least some kind of decent fight. Anamaria stopped and turned slowly, as not to look too excited at the opportunity of being jumped. The guy was bigger than she had expected, nothing for her to worry about, though. He grinned, or at least tried to, but his face was so ugly it looked more like sneer. She put on an innocent, what she hoped looked like a frightened face as he approached her.
The first blow came unexpectedly to her stomach, taking her breath right from her. This guy was a lot faster than she had expected. She thought with his size she would have the advantage with speed.
Now she was starting to worry, the second hit came from his right-hook and made her see stars before she fell hard onto the ground. She could barely see because of the blood that seemed to be blocking her left eye. Her ears were ringing and she felt dizzy even though she was lying on the ground.
Anamaria was starting to think that the turn into the alley was a bad idea. Now no one could see her, not that anyone in Tortuga would want to help, but Jack wouldn't be able to find her. Though she doubted he even wanted to after the events on his ship this afternoon.
Flashback _____________________________________________________________________
Anamaria was fuming, Jack had no right to peek in on her like that, even if the door was cracked. Now he was going to regret it more than he would know. She had planned out the perfect thing to get him almost as mad as she was, and embarrass him like no other.
Anamaria put on a calm and collected face before stepping above deck into the brilliant sunlight. As her eyes adjusted she found Gibbs leaning over the railing staring into the calm deep blue waters.
"Gibbs, I need you to help me out." Anamaria told him as she sauntered over. After telling him her plan and almost forcing him to agree with it, he went off to tell the others.
Anamaria grinned wickedly at his retreating back and made her way to the crow's nest. She avoided making any eye contact with Jack for the fear of laughing in his face at her new plan, or punching him for this morning.
Jack watched Anamaria climb up the rigging into the crow's nest, thinking he had won the game.
About half an hour later Anamaria screamed from the top of the rigging, "Sails ahead, Captain!"
"What? What flag do they have up?" Jack shouted back.
"Can't be sure Captain, in fact I don't see any at all," Anamaria answered. "I think it is a merchant vessel."
"Really, well goody boys...and girl," he added as an afterthought, glancing at Anamaria. "Let's catch up!"
Everyone that had been listening dispersed to their jobs, making sure to look like they were working diligently, yet not working at all.
"Captain, they are getting farther away." Anamaria stated loud enough to be heard from her height.
"What? Bloody hell no! Come on you scabberdoggs work harder." Jack screamed, he had never been so frustrated. The men looked like they were working with all there might, and yet the Black Pearl seemed to be barely moving.
Anamaria had climbed down from the rigging and was now gleefully making her way to Jack. "Captain maybe the Pearl's just getting to old."
"What are you talking about the Pearl is the same age as me," Jack snarled, completely missing the snickers from the men around him.
"Exactly," Anamaria choked out before she was joined in round of huge laughs from the whole crew.
Gibbs being the only one able to control his mirth explained to the Captain that there was no ship, that Anamaria had put them all up to a little prank. Jack usually would have joined in with the laughs, if it hadn't have been for the fact that they had made fun of his precious Pearl.
"Anamaria, luv, come here," Jack called sweetly.
Anamaria approached him suspiciously, "What?"
Jack smiled, and lifted her over his shoulder, carrying her to the railing of the Black Pearl.
"What do you think you are doing, you dirty, little, pig-headed...?" Anamaria screamed from upside down behind him.
The crew stared in awe as Jack simply dropped her into the Caribbean waters. She screamed until she reached the salty water and ended up swallowing a whole mouthful. She came up to the surface sputtering just in time to hear Jack call down to her. "Since you're down there, I suggest you swim to that island, o'er yonder and dry up. See you in Tortuga in a few days, luv."
Anamaria screamed up at him. "You bastard, you wouldn't dare leave me in these waters by myself."
Jack turned, "You're right" He disappeared for a moment and came back with a large sized bottle of rum. "Here this should keep you company!" He laughed and chunked the bottle towards her.
End Flashback ______________________________________________________________________ The large man was now leaning over her grinning, at the prize he had won. Anamaria groaned and he laughed at her weakened state. The blow she had caught to the side of her head was really making things hard for her.
Still grinning like an idiot, the huge oaf reached for Anamaria's hair, and yanked a few strands out. Anamaria's eyes flew open and she screamed like the devil was after her. The pain from the side of her head increased as she tried to scoot away.
The man seemed not to notice any of this, for he was staring at her hair intently like it was something edible. He leaned forward again, this time however instead of his hands going for her hair, they wrapped themselves around her neck and started to squeeze, gently at first, but then harder and harder.
Anamaria choked and squirmed, but her head was pounding louder with every move she made. Then before she knew her vision started to get darker, whether from the man choking her, or her head bleeding profusely she didn't know, nor did she have time to think about it. Her vision went black.
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I finished my first chapter!! Yeah! Thank you for reading, and it would be greatly appreciated if you review it. Thanks! -Rachel
***Sorry for the spelling of Anamaria's name, but I fixed it now, so everything is okay.
Before I start, let me remind you I don't own any of the characters, settings, and so on in Pirates of the Caribbean, except for the ones I make up...sooner or later. I am not getting paid for this either, it is pure pleasure.
ENJOY! _______________________________________________________________________
Taking Your Chances
Sulking and Choking
Anamaria hunched over her rum, as though protecting it from some unknown enemy. She hated taverns; she hated the nasty catcalls, and most of all she hated disgusting, slobbering pigs like Jack Sparrow.
Leaving her on some god-forsaken island with nothing but one bottle of rum, for saying his precious Pearl seemed to be getting older. It is not like she had meant it, she just wanted to tick him off for walking in on her this morning. It seemed to have worked rather well.
Flashback ____________________________________________________________________
Jack peeked around the corner of the ship, making sure no one was there. He tiptoed towards Anamaria's room barefooted as not to make any noise. He didn't want to imagine what would happen if she caught him, or how quickly she would kill him for that matter.
When he reached the door, it was cracked open, odd. So still being as quiet as possible he inched the door open a little farther. Jack nearly fainted at the sight he had been so lucky as to interrupt.
Anamaria had her back to him, but her shirt was off, and only her doe-brown breeches covered her dark chocolate body. Not wanting to die for the spectacular sight, Jack backed away from the door. He stopped when he heard the soft humming of his favorite song.
Without thinking Jack blurted out, "I thought you said you hated that song, luv?"
Anamaria whirled around so fast, Jack didn't have any chance of getting out of the doorway before she caught with a slap from the left that sent him to the ground. Then seeming to just notice her clothes or there-lack of clothes, she slammed the door inches from his nose and leaned heavily on it.
Jack who seemed to just have come to his senses, grinned stupidly at the wooden door, gathered himself and went to steer his true love.
End Flashback _______________________________________________________________________
Anamaria finished her rum and motioned to the stupid flirty girl that she wanted another. The girl simply glanced at her unimportantly and kept sitting on the ugly man's lap who she had been flirting with noisily. Anamaria sighed, deciding it wasn't worth it. She already had 3 empty glasses in front of her, and she wasn't dumb, she knew her own limits.
Getting up, she set a few coins on the table and walked out of the tavern, finally free from the stench of too many ugly pirate men.
As she walked down the streets, she purposely turned on a dark alley pretending to lose her way. She could hear the idiot following her oh so quietly, as he thought. She needed some exercise anyways and she hoped that he was sober enough to put up at least some kind of decent fight. Anamaria stopped and turned slowly, as not to look too excited at the opportunity of being jumped. The guy was bigger than she had expected, nothing for her to worry about, though. He grinned, or at least tried to, but his face was so ugly it looked more like sneer. She put on an innocent, what she hoped looked like a frightened face as he approached her.
The first blow came unexpectedly to her stomach, taking her breath right from her. This guy was a lot faster than she had expected. She thought with his size she would have the advantage with speed.
Now she was starting to worry, the second hit came from his right-hook and made her see stars before she fell hard onto the ground. She could barely see because of the blood that seemed to be blocking her left eye. Her ears were ringing and she felt dizzy even though she was lying on the ground.
Anamaria was starting to think that the turn into the alley was a bad idea. Now no one could see her, not that anyone in Tortuga would want to help, but Jack wouldn't be able to find her. Though she doubted he even wanted to after the events on his ship this afternoon.
Flashback _____________________________________________________________________
Anamaria was fuming, Jack had no right to peek in on her like that, even if the door was cracked. Now he was going to regret it more than he would know. She had planned out the perfect thing to get him almost as mad as she was, and embarrass him like no other.
Anamaria put on a calm and collected face before stepping above deck into the brilliant sunlight. As her eyes adjusted she found Gibbs leaning over the railing staring into the calm deep blue waters.
"Gibbs, I need you to help me out." Anamaria told him as she sauntered over. After telling him her plan and almost forcing him to agree with it, he went off to tell the others.
Anamaria grinned wickedly at his retreating back and made her way to the crow's nest. She avoided making any eye contact with Jack for the fear of laughing in his face at her new plan, or punching him for this morning.
Jack watched Anamaria climb up the rigging into the crow's nest, thinking he had won the game.
About half an hour later Anamaria screamed from the top of the rigging, "Sails ahead, Captain!"
"What? What flag do they have up?" Jack shouted back.
"Can't be sure Captain, in fact I don't see any at all," Anamaria answered. "I think it is a merchant vessel."
"Really, well goody boys...and girl," he added as an afterthought, glancing at Anamaria. "Let's catch up!"
Everyone that had been listening dispersed to their jobs, making sure to look like they were working diligently, yet not working at all.
"Captain, they are getting farther away." Anamaria stated loud enough to be heard from her height.
"What? Bloody hell no! Come on you scabberdoggs work harder." Jack screamed, he had never been so frustrated. The men looked like they were working with all there might, and yet the Black Pearl seemed to be barely moving.
Anamaria had climbed down from the rigging and was now gleefully making her way to Jack. "Captain maybe the Pearl's just getting to old."
"What are you talking about the Pearl is the same age as me," Jack snarled, completely missing the snickers from the men around him.
"Exactly," Anamaria choked out before she was joined in round of huge laughs from the whole crew.
Gibbs being the only one able to control his mirth explained to the Captain that there was no ship, that Anamaria had put them all up to a little prank. Jack usually would have joined in with the laughs, if it hadn't have been for the fact that they had made fun of his precious Pearl.
"Anamaria, luv, come here," Jack called sweetly.
Anamaria approached him suspiciously, "What?"
Jack smiled, and lifted her over his shoulder, carrying her to the railing of the Black Pearl.
"What do you think you are doing, you dirty, little, pig-headed...?" Anamaria screamed from upside down behind him.
The crew stared in awe as Jack simply dropped her into the Caribbean waters. She screamed until she reached the salty water and ended up swallowing a whole mouthful. She came up to the surface sputtering just in time to hear Jack call down to her. "Since you're down there, I suggest you swim to that island, o'er yonder and dry up. See you in Tortuga in a few days, luv."
Anamaria screamed up at him. "You bastard, you wouldn't dare leave me in these waters by myself."
Jack turned, "You're right" He disappeared for a moment and came back with a large sized bottle of rum. "Here this should keep you company!" He laughed and chunked the bottle towards her.
End Flashback ______________________________________________________________________ The large man was now leaning over her grinning, at the prize he had won. Anamaria groaned and he laughed at her weakened state. The blow she had caught to the side of her head was really making things hard for her.
Still grinning like an idiot, the huge oaf reached for Anamaria's hair, and yanked a few strands out. Anamaria's eyes flew open and she screamed like the devil was after her. The pain from the side of her head increased as she tried to scoot away.
The man seemed not to notice any of this, for he was staring at her hair intently like it was something edible. He leaned forward again, this time however instead of his hands going for her hair, they wrapped themselves around her neck and started to squeeze, gently at first, but then harder and harder.
Anamaria choked and squirmed, but her head was pounding louder with every move she made. Then before she knew her vision started to get darker, whether from the man choking her, or her head bleeding profusely she didn't know, nor did she have time to think about it. Her vision went black.
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I finished my first chapter!! Yeah! Thank you for reading, and it would be greatly appreciated if you review it. Thanks! -Rachel