Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean.
Author's Note: I just redid Chapter 1 AGAIN because it is easily me least favorite chapter. I actually ended up disliking my revised copy more than the original. I am finally feeling better though so I can keep my head on my shoulders as I am writing this. However future chapters (Chapters 4 and beyond) will be reviewed and revised several times before posting. This may mean less frequent posting but I think that it will be well worth it. Thanks for reading, review as well if you don't mind.
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Jack watched Port Royal fade into the sunset as he sailed away on the Black Pearl. He thought he would never have to see that bloody place again. Full of annoying people who are annoyingly full of themselves. All of their bloody, "can't steal this ship," talk. They act as if they were talking to any ordinary pirate instead of Captain Jack Sparrow. He sailed into the horizon until Port Royal was but a distant memory.
He watched his men swab the decks and man the masts. People had gotten to work right away. Obviously the horror Jack had once inflicted as Captain was still engraved into each man's mind. He staggered around the ship feeling her curves, her wood work. He loved every nick in the wood. He loved the spot where previous captains had carved their names. He smiled as he noticed that Barbossa had never carved his name. You had to be shown where the spot was, it was almost impossible to find it yourself.
He stepped into his old cabin. He would of course need a new bed, he couldn't have something that Barbossa had ever slept in. He shuddered at the thought.
He went back on deck to guide his ship through the murky waters. He loved the sound of that, his ship. HIS ship. "My ship. MY SHIP!!!!"
"Sir?" Gibbs inquired, "you OK?"
"Oh go make yourself useful Gibbs." And then more quietly, "bloody eunuch"
"Let me take over Jack." Anna-Maria said. "You've already worked yourself hard. Today you had a noose around your neck, swam half a liege, and had to get within 15 feet of Norrington. Go take a break, this ship isn't going anywhere."
Jack remained uncertain… "we picked up quite a bit of rum while in Port Royal…"
"Well I could use a bit of a pick me up" Jack agreed as he handed the wheel to Anna-Maria.
Jack woke up in the galley with a near empty bottle of rum in has hand. "Breakfast is ready!" He yelled happily. He took a swig and ambled onto deck. "Anna-Maria, I know this place, it looks so..." he trailed off for a minute and then "BLOODY HELL WE"RE BACK IN PORT ROYAL!"
"Yes," Anna-Maria replied haughtily. "You didn't seriously think we were going to leave Elizabeth and Will behind, did you?"
"Well I bloody well hoped so"
"Think again. Then we are off to Tortuga. You still owe me a ship. Two after breaking that *small* promise of giving me the best ship in the Royal Navy."
"Bloody Will"
The ship docked in the town's lesser known Harbor. It was almost completely abandoned save two or three ships. Elizabeth hurried on board.
"Sorry I had to have you guys come back here but the other harbor has been on a very tight security watch ever since the Pearl ransacked the town. But fortunately almost no one knows about this dock. It's my father's private dock."
"Your father has his own dock? Are you sure you want to give all this up?" A crew member asked
"Yes, I am sure. I want freedom, I want excitement."
"Whatever. Jack we had better get sailing, the water is calm and we have cover while the moon is hidden behind the clouds."
Jack looked at Anna–Maria as she spoke and then back at Will and Elizabeth, "this is your last chance. We won't be traveling back this way for awhile. Are you sure?"
"We're sure." They said in unison.
Jack steered them out of Port Royal and onto the open seas.
After an hour so Gibbs passed by Jack and stopped for a short bit of chatter, "Aren't we lucky? No bad weather. Nothing too exciting. Just the way a true pirate should live. Of course I had better be knocking on wood. It's bad luck to talk of such things. Might jinx our good luck."
"Oh you superstitious git. Can't you ever think of anything other than how we are reeking havoc ourselves. There is no such thing as luck. There is no good luck, no bad luck. Just coincidences."
"Oh c'mon Jack you can't honestly not believe in luck especially you saw a curse first hand. Besides we were going back to Port Royal, where they probably hate pirates more than any other town. They especially hate you… and this ship. Now how can you deny that we must have had some good luck."
"I suppose you are right." Jack noted sarcastically, "wouldn't want anything exciting to happen. We want smooth sailing. That's how I became the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow. Never having to face mighty storms, beat impossible odds, and never having to defeat an enemy. Yeah that's it. You got it. You certainly got the bulls-eye on that one Gibbs."
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Narrator: You want excitement Jack? Ill Give you excitement… and stop italicizing your name whenever you say it.
Jack: What no I don't want excitement! I take it back! Smooth sailing is what I said. You just heard Excitement. I wasn't being sarcastic either. I really meant that we were having fun with our smooth sailing and besides I do not italicize my name whenever I say it, watch… Captain Jack Sparrow! Damnit lemme try again, Captain DAMNIT Cap... Oh I give up.
Narrator: Too late Jack… and I proved my point.
Jack: Bloody eunuch
Narrator: What was that?
Jack: nothing, nothing
Narrator: you called me a eunuch!
Jack: *mumbles to self*
Narrator: Jack, I am a GIRL
Jack: well you are NOW!
Narrator: *evil tone to voice* THAT'S IT!
Jack: Bloody Hell
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Elizabeth saunters up. "Anna-Maria, doesn't that look strangely similar to the Dauntless?" Both ladies turn around and see a ship, with white sails, swiftly approaching. Anna-Maria gave Elizabeth the queerest look before,
"JACK!!! WHAT DID YOU DO! DID YOU GET IN ANOTHER FIGHT WITH THE NARRATOR. DO YOU HAVE TO MESS UP EVERY FANFIC WE ARE IN!!!???!!! COULDN'T THIS ONE HAVE BEEN A NICE ONE WERE WE SAIL AWAY AND NOTHING HAPPENED. ARE YOU REALLY THAT BIG AN IDIOT???!!!???"
"This one wasn't my fault. I swear. I'd bet my ship on it. I was commenting on how nice it was to be able to sail away, home free, when the *narrator*" At this moment Jack starts yelling to the sky, "took it as sarcasm and then had the Dauntless come after us. Bloody hell it wasn't my fault."
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Narrator: of course not Jack, but don't you have better things to worry about. Say that little ship floating alongside you?
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Everyone on deck glances to the port side. There the Dauntless waited for them.
Author's Note: Well yes I certainly did change that and it made the story seem more serious but I hope that the additions to the next chapters stay more to the flow of the story. Please read and review. (Of course you don't have to but it would be nice :o) )