Wow. I suck. :) I haven't updated in a reeeaally long time. No matter.
Here is a new installment of my 'Random' series.
This fic is the first I've started that has no real basis in the movie, as I just wanted more background on Barbosa and Jack's past.
I own nothing.... poop. That's right.
Anycrap.. enjoy!
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It has been nearly two years since the fated marooning of Captain Jack Sparrow by his former crew. Our captain has been hot on the trail of the pirate lot that left him to die. This trip has been more than an arduous on poor Jack, but he keeps his hopes up. All he can dream of is the day he gets his hands back on the helm of his dear ship, The Black Pearl.
We find Captain Sparrow resting against a palm, high on a cliff side overlooking the town below. He sits there wearily looking into the port of said town, and twisting a reef knot with grass in his fingers. He seems to have spied something of interest and keeps a fixed gaze upon it.
"Steal my bloody ship... " He began mumbling. "... maroon me... the rum..." He continues on grumbling inaudibly.
He threw down the knotted grass he was wrenching in his hands, then, sprang up kicking up a cloud of dirt and sand. Jack was feeling a bit too bold today, since he hadn't seen his ship in weeks. He hastened back down the path he used to get to the cliff, and headed into the town. Sneaking in and out of ally ways, and to the docks, Jack made his way to his stolen ship.
"Hurry up you worthless dogs!" Barbosa shouted at his crew waving his hands in an upward gesture.
Jack could see all that was happening from his position behind a merchant cart just off the dock area. The merchant could only look at this seemingly mad pirate with utter confusion. Of course the cart owner went un-noticed by the mad man.
Just then, Jack felt a tap on his shoulder. Thinking it was finally the cart owner wanting him to buy or leave, he made a 'shooing' motion with his hand. He felt another tap, this time it was harder.
He whipped around shouting: "Be off!" Looking up he realized he was being towered over by two of his former crew: Bo' sun, and equally large man with a tattoo on his face.
"Jack." The tattooed man said with an evil grin.
"Oh... h-hello mates..." Jack stuttered.
With those words, Bo'sun yanked him up and the two men dragged the captain to the ship.
"The captain will be pleased with this." Bo'sun jeered to the other pirate. He shook his head agreeing.
Jack was firmly gripped at the arm on either side and had a stunned look about his face.
Barbosa immediately took notice of the commotion on deck and a sneer curled his lips.
"Well, well, well." Barbosa started. After a short pause, as he savored the moment, he continued. "Jack... Jaaack."
Jack could only imagine what he had in store for him. A lump formed in his throat.
The new captain of The Pearl walked up to his prisoner. He stopped just within arms reach and stood there with a wicked smile on his face.
Jack squirmed a little and felt the grip on him tighten. He flinched as the two men forced him to hold still. Barbosa stared hard at Jack, absolutely enjoying every moment of this.
"Welcome back aboard the Pearl, Jack."
"Why, thank you for your hospitality." Jack used his usual wit to buy some time.
"Shattap!" He spat. He was reminded again why he hated Jack so much. "Lock him in the brig!" He ordered. Turning back he said: "Ye can enjoy our hospitality from your very own room, now. What time would ye like breakfast, hmm?"
Before Jack could respond, he was rushed down to the hold.
~~~~~~~ In the cell~~~~~
"Lovely." Jack said to himself after the crew had left. He rubbed his back after he was un-ceremoniously thrown into his cell. "I could really use some rum about now..."
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That's it for now. More mayhem and madness to come.
Please read and REVIEW! Yay reviews!
This fic is the first I've started that has no real basis in the movie, as I just wanted more background on Barbosa and Jack's past.
I own nothing.... poop. That's right.
Anycrap.. enjoy!
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It has been nearly two years since the fated marooning of Captain Jack Sparrow by his former crew. Our captain has been hot on the trail of the pirate lot that left him to die. This trip has been more than an arduous on poor Jack, but he keeps his hopes up. All he can dream of is the day he gets his hands back on the helm of his dear ship, The Black Pearl.
We find Captain Sparrow resting against a palm, high on a cliff side overlooking the town below. He sits there wearily looking into the port of said town, and twisting a reef knot with grass in his fingers. He seems to have spied something of interest and keeps a fixed gaze upon it.
"Steal my bloody ship... " He began mumbling. "... maroon me... the rum..." He continues on grumbling inaudibly.
He threw down the knotted grass he was wrenching in his hands, then, sprang up kicking up a cloud of dirt and sand. Jack was feeling a bit too bold today, since he hadn't seen his ship in weeks. He hastened back down the path he used to get to the cliff, and headed into the town. Sneaking in and out of ally ways, and to the docks, Jack made his way to his stolen ship.
"Hurry up you worthless dogs!" Barbosa shouted at his crew waving his hands in an upward gesture.
Jack could see all that was happening from his position behind a merchant cart just off the dock area. The merchant could only look at this seemingly mad pirate with utter confusion. Of course the cart owner went un-noticed by the mad man.
Just then, Jack felt a tap on his shoulder. Thinking it was finally the cart owner wanting him to buy or leave, he made a 'shooing' motion with his hand. He felt another tap, this time it was harder.
He whipped around shouting: "Be off!" Looking up he realized he was being towered over by two of his former crew: Bo' sun, and equally large man with a tattoo on his face.
"Jack." The tattooed man said with an evil grin.
"Oh... h-hello mates..." Jack stuttered.
With those words, Bo'sun yanked him up and the two men dragged the captain to the ship.
"The captain will be pleased with this." Bo'sun jeered to the other pirate. He shook his head agreeing.
Jack was firmly gripped at the arm on either side and had a stunned look about his face.
Barbosa immediately took notice of the commotion on deck and a sneer curled his lips.
"Well, well, well." Barbosa started. After a short pause, as he savored the moment, he continued. "Jack... Jaaack."
Jack could only imagine what he had in store for him. A lump formed in his throat.
The new captain of The Pearl walked up to his prisoner. He stopped just within arms reach and stood there with a wicked smile on his face.
Jack squirmed a little and felt the grip on him tighten. He flinched as the two men forced him to hold still. Barbosa stared hard at Jack, absolutely enjoying every moment of this.
"Welcome back aboard the Pearl, Jack."
"Why, thank you for your hospitality." Jack used his usual wit to buy some time.
"Shattap!" He spat. He was reminded again why he hated Jack so much. "Lock him in the brig!" He ordered. Turning back he said: "Ye can enjoy our hospitality from your very own room, now. What time would ye like breakfast, hmm?"
Before Jack could respond, he was rushed down to the hold.
~~~~~~~ In the cell~~~~~
"Lovely." Jack said to himself after the crew had left. He rubbed his back after he was un-ceremoniously thrown into his cell. "I could really use some rum about now..."
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That's it for now. More mayhem and madness to come.
Please read and REVIEW! Yay reviews!