Chapter 1- The Pirate Queen
This is my first time writing about Pirates of the Caribbean and I want to do something a little different than anything else so I was thinking of a daughter of Jack Sparrow instead of one of the main characters. Now I don't know if this will be very good or not but I hope you like it ^_^
"Is this the best we got?" asks a tall figure with a captain hat. The clothing is tattered and loose with a mild stench to it. It bellowed loosely around the figure so that is was easily mistaken, the captain's gender is unknown.
"Yes Teuta," says a small boy next to her. He looked foreign, but of good breeding, he seemed naturally strong but a bit slow. He seemed to follow the Captain around like a little puppy.
"What a bunch of Mermaid Marrin' Milk Maids we have here! This be t' best pirates you can rustle up? I highly doubt that," grumbles the captain.
"It's the best we could do Cap'tan," says the boy.
"It's a'right Trueman, it's a'right," says the Captain as he ruffles the top of his hair. He then turns to the crew with his captain's hat pulled down so that you couldn't see his eyes. He looked clean-shaved with a proud posture about him. "Now! Ye be t' best lily-livered scabby sea basses we could find so you better act starboard or I will see t' it personally that your head be cut off! Are we clear!"
"Yes Cap'tan!" yells the crew.
"Now on to the ship!" yells the captain.
"Yes Cap'tan!" yells the crew as they search for the ship.
"Come come! Make haste! If I get on before ye, then I will throw ye overboard!" yells the captain as he quickly walks down the docks. All the pirates stop and look in confusion at the empty seas. The Captain stops and looks over his shoulder, a glare could be seen through the captain's hat.
"What part of 'make haste' do ye mermaid marrin' milk maids not understand!"
"Well Captain... the ship," says one of the crewmen.
"Ay, the ship, now hop to it! Don't make me say it twice!"
"There is no ship," replies one of the crewmen.
"Why of course there is a ship! It's right over..." says the captain as he turns around to the empty ocean. "...there. Trueman. My ship is gone."
"Ay Cap'tan. It has been for some time now," says Trueman.
"Trueman, when were you going to tell me this?" asks the Captain when he looks down at the little boy.
"Now seems good," says Trueman.
"Well aren't ye a sassy thing. Well! It seems I am without a ship at the moment! But we will get one shortly!" yells the Captain with a confident smile.
"What do you mean you don't have a ship!" yells one of the crewmen.
"Kill him!" yells the others.
"Trueman," says the Captain as he places a hand on the hilt of his lucky sword, stolen from an English Commodore and had a fancy hilt with gold, decorated in purple designs with shrunken heads dangling from it. "It seems we have a mutiny on our hands."
"Ay cap'tan, a'ready," says Trueman.
"And we haven't even set foot on deck, what a bunch of half perished monkeys," says the Captain as he fiddles with the sword hilt a bit.
"Ye should get rid of the lot of them," says Trueman.
"Ye're right Trueman," says the Captain as he stops playing with the hilt and tips his head ever so slightly to see the gray-blue color of his eye. It was thickly lined with long lashes that seemed to create tornados whenever he blinked. The were very large and gorgeous. Some might even say there were feminine.
"What shall we do Cap'tan?" asks Trueman as a smile starts to play on his lips.
"Well them, we have to stop it now don't we?" says the Captain as the shink of the sword coming out of the casing and sparkles in the mid-day sun. There was a beat before the Captain bellows for all the mutinous crewmen could hear. "Have a face full o' me boot ye jelly boned thumb suckin' crud buckets!"
There was a battle cry from the crewmen as they lunge towards the captain, their swords posed and ready. Only a few didn't scream and shout or lunge towards the captain. Instead they turned on the mutinous crewmen and fought alongside the Captain. But Teuta wouldn't have any of it. He pushed through the three men and swung his sword, hitting a body limb here and there. Cutting clothing here and stabbing bodies there. She was able to keep up with the best of them and take out half before tripping over his own feet. He came swinging up from the ground only to face his three saviors.
"Oh," says the Captain as he puts his sword away. "Guess that's over with."
"Good work Cap'tan, as always," says Trueman as he comes out from hiding behind a dock post.
"Like ye had any doubts Trueman!" laughs the Captain with a ruffle of his hair.
"Wait!" yells a tall handsome man with golden-brown hair and tan skin. His eyes were dark and filled with a deep love any girl would be hopeful to have yet the sparkled with a wisdom beyond your imagination. He was very good-looking, coming from good stock.
"What's in now!" snaps the Captain as he turns around, his hand on the hilt ready to pull it out at any given moment.
"A ship, we need a ship," says another, a thick man of a reasonable size with jet black hair and eyes that looked like they were laughing. He had a deep voice, one that would be great at telling stories with if the need be, though his breath smelt like alcohol.
"Ay, that we do," says the Captain. "I keep forgetting that part Trueman."
"It seems so Cap'tan," says Trueman, returning to his side once again.
"Then a ship it is! Where can we get one?" asks the Captain as he looks around the port.
"We are standing on a port."
"We are indeed."
"You've got to be kidding me! You have got to be the worst pirate in the history of pirates," says a third, an uncannily handsome man with pure blue eyes and dark, wavy hair. His eyes were somewhat large and fit perfectly on his face with his high cheek bones and perfect nose.
"Wost pirate in the history of pirates... Well I don't like the sound of that," says the Captain. "I don't like that at all."
"Greatest pirate in the history of pirates?" asks Trueman.
"Ah! Now that has a nice ring to it," says the Captain as he looks down at Trueman with a giant smile.
"To bad it won't be yours," says Trueman.
"Your Sass is showing Trueman! Make sure to keep that away in the presence of... these... three men," says the Captain.
"Quite messing around and tell us where the ship is!" yells the first crewman.
"I bet he doesn't even have one," says the thick man.
"I was told that Captain Sparrow would be leading us. Now I don't believe ye are him," says the uncanny one.
"Let's reveal this phony for who he really is! A crock trying to take the name of Jack Sparrow!" yells the original man or good stock as he pulls off the Captain's hat to show a mess of jet black hair covered in strips and strands of purple and magenta-red. It was a tangled mess of curly like hair at some sections and straight at others. But the hair covered, without a doubt, a female face. It was small and delicate with fierce, big blue-gray eyes that meant business. Her hair was different lengths throughout, most of it looked like she cut it herself while other parts were very long and out-of-the-way. The long parts were mysteriously straight and black while the lobed off parts were colorful and curly. She just let out a hearty laugh at these numbskulls.
"Now I never said Jack Sparrow. I only said I was Captain Sparrow. And that I was!" laughs the Captain.
"Before she changed her name to Teuta," explains Trueman.
"Right... before that part... Or would it be after?" asks Teuta.
"Before Cap'tan," says Trueman.
"Either way I'm still me and I'm still a Captain," says Teuta as if she figured it out.
"Or want to be. You don't have a ship, Captain," says the thick man, mockingly. Teuta just laughs and turns around walking down the docks with Trueman following.
"They always seem to get caught up in the little things! Ah Trueman?" asks Teuta with another laugh.
Now I know she sounds Mary Sue like now, but I promise I'll give her more depth throughout the story. Of course she has all of Jack's quirks (drinking, the way he staggers and that) plus more but I just didn't know how to fit them into this chapter. I swear she becomes less and less perfect as it goes on but Jack did have amazing swords menship and so did her mother (Angelica) so I wanted her to be a little unstoppable with a sword.