War of the Roses
Chapter 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean (that sadly includes Johnny Depp/Jack Sparrow...sniff sniff...) but I do own the idea for this story and any original characters!
A/n: Well, this is my first POTC fanfic...hopefully you guys will love it! Either way...love it, like it, hate it...just review please! I promise I'll try to write as often as possible! On with the story ey?
"Yo ho ho...a pirate's life for ME!!!!!!!!" Loud laughter filled the small tavern. In the middle of a large group of pirates sat a man with long, black hair that crept out from under his hat. He waved his hands wildly in the air. One hand clutched the mug of rum, which spilled down the sides in small rivers when he swayed. His golden teeth glittered in the dim light when he grinned.
The group consisted of men of different ages and size along with 2 women. One was a dark skinned woman (who acted just like one of the men) and a lighter-skinned "proper" woman. She didn't fit in with the picture, but they accepted her so no one else in the tavern questioned it.
"Wind in the sails! Wind in the sails!" A blue macaw screeched over and over, rewarded with the cheers of the other pirates.
"Ey! Did ye hear 'bout the Crimson Rose?" Everyone turned to the old man with a graying beard. A man with brown hair pulled back into a ponytail turned to him.
"The Crimson Rose? What is that Gibbs?"
Everyone in the tavern seemed to stop what they were doing, and leaned in to hear. Gibbs puffed up like a proud peacock.
"Why, haven't ye heard of the Crimson Rose?! It's the only ship that actually may have had the speed to outrun the Black Pearl! Why...I bet me flask that it coulda outrun the Pearl without breakin' a sweat! Ain't that righ' Annamaria?" he turned to the dark skinned lady who grinned and nodded.
"Ay. I've seen it with me own two eyes." The man with the black hair snorted at this, earning a glare from the woman. Gibbs shook his head.
"Anyway...it's said that the Crimson Rose's crew were made up of the most beautiful women ye ever saw. Water nymphs I believe...all of em'. That is...except the captain, known as Rhapsody. She was a Goddess. Said to have the most perfect, pale, porcelain skin with long straight hair a deep shade of red, almost black, but not quite. She was slim, but curvy enough to make even the most respectable of men drool like animals. But, it was her eyes that really drew ye in. Aye...they seemed to look right into yer soul. Eyes the color of the brightest emeralds and azure me thinks, the same color of the ocean except when it's shifting color to match her mood..." Everyone seemed to lean even closer. The brown-haired man seemed fascinated. "Anyway, her and her crew searched for the Captain's lost love...until the ship was destroyed. Destroyed by her sister ship, the Ebony Rose. I'm sure ye've heard of that one...ain't ya Will?" The man with brown hair nodded slowly.
"It's a legend...a myth. It isn't real, right?" The man with black hair just shrugged.
"People said the same thing about the Pearl, but it ain't a myth now is it?" he responded, lips curling into a wry smile. Will contemplated this for a moment.
"Anyway...the Ebony Rose had dark red, almost black sails and was said to also be run by water nymphs, except these nymphs were pure evil. They had sharp fangs and glowing red eyes. No one knows who the captain was, but I think that she must've been the head of the nymphs, tall, dark, and beautiful...but deadly. Well, The Ebony Rose clashed with the Crimson Rose, o' course both of the ship can't come out of the battle...it's one t'other ey?" Gibbs sighed at this. "The Ebony won, leaving the Crimson at the bottom o' Davey Jones' locker...'tis a pity...such a fine ship." Gibbs took a long swig of his drink and leaned back into his chair, letting the story sink into everyone's heads.
"Actually...the captain of the Ebony Rose was the older half sister of the captain of the Crimson Rose." Interrupted a voice.
Everyone turned to see whom the voice belonged to. Two people stepped out from the shadows. One was a person hidden in the depths of a long black cloak that moved like liquid or a mist when the person moved. The other was a young girl with long, blonde, hair the color of sand pulled back into a braid that fell over her shoulder. Her skin was nicely tanned (not too dark) and smooth. There seemed to be a golden shimmer on it, but it might have been a trick of the light. She wore a strapless dark blue corset with tight, long, light tan pants tucked into matching dark blue boots. Her eyes were amazingly a pretty shade of lavender. She smiled.
"Hello. My name is Jewel. Sorry to intrude on your conversation...we will be on our way now..." she turned to go just as a voice stopped her.
"Now hold on a minute. No one is forcin' you to go just yet...stay...tell us a story if you know so much..." She turned to see the man with black hair grinning at her. Leering more like. She shrugged and sat down next to Gibbs. The cloaked figure seemed to disappear into the shadows.
"Well, first off...the Crimson Rose was in fact crewed by water nymphs. And as for the captain, she is only part goddess. In order to be a goddess, one must live in the heavens. She would have been a full goddess if she lived there, but she gave it up to come to earth until she decides her time is up. After she feels she is ready to return to the heavens she will." Everyone stared at Jewel amazed at how many details she knew. She smiled once more then continued. "Anyway. She had a half-sister who was...is more like...the queen of EVIL water nymphs, and she has no heart...not even a small black one. She cares for nothing except seeing people suffer. She absolutely loves to use mortal men for her own pleasures...luring them into the depths of the sea, keeping them safe until she gets bored with them, then they drown or get eaten by some sort of sea monster. She has a beautiful name though: Vevina." She paused for a moment to rub her arm. "Her eyes are blood red and cold as ice. Just thinking about it makes my blood run cold." Jewel closed her eyes. "The Crimson Rose...ah...what a beautiful ship. It had bright red sails and was made of rosewood. It had intricate carvings everywhere and embossed with gold. Such a waste...when the battle between her and her sister ship happened. True...the Ebony Rose looks almost exactly like the Crimson rose, but the feeling it gives off...because of the captain...makes people shy away from it. Evil in it's purest form lives on that ship..." Jewel's eyes clouded over for a moment before she recalled where she was. The young woman shook her head and smiled at the group. "What am I doing...I should be going. I will see you all later." She smiled and stood up.
"Do you miss it?" asked the man with black hair. Jewel stopped in her tracks for a moment.
"Yes...I miss it with all my heart. That's why you are so important Jack Sparrow..." she responded without turning around, then walked off, melting into the darkness as men leered at her. Jack grinned.
"Captain...Cap'n Jack Sparrow..." he mumbled leaning back into the chair.
"How did she know your name Jack?" asked the proper lady. Jack just grinned and stood up.
"Not important Elizabeth. What is important is finding out what she's doing here, and what she wants. Well...I'm off to get some...more pleasurable company for the night." He said grinning when Annamaria and Elizabeth rolled their eyes. "Will...I'd suggest you and Elizabeth turn in as well..." he said while suggestively winking and walked off. Will blushed while Elizabeth glared at Jack's retreating back.
"And really bad eggs..." Jack mumbled. He spotted Scarlet. "Scarlet!" Scarlet turned to him, glared, and walked off. "Ok..." he mumbled as he looked around once more when he felt arms encircle themselves around his waist. They were slender and powdered pale. "Oh...what do we have here?" He turned to see a young brunette with trashy makeup and a full bosom. She wore a thin pink dress.
"'ello cap'n..." she whispered. Jack grinned.
"Hello Melody...haven't seen you for a while..." Melody smiled seductively while slowly reaching up to play with his neck.
"I've missed you..." she whispered before nibbling on his ear. He wrapped his arms around her waist bringing her closer. She giggled and unbuttoned the top two buttons on his shirt drawing circles with her finger on his chest. Suddenly Jack felt something cold and sharp on the back of his neck.
"Well, well, well...who do we have here?" Melody grinned and stepped backwards, her eyes flashing red. Jack knit his eyebrows together. "Mel..wha..." he started, but couldn't find the words to continue as the pressure behind him increased. In a flash he pulled out his sword and hit his offender's sword to the side. It was another young girl dressed like a man, with short green hair. "What are you?" he asked. The girl grinned revealing a sharp set of fangs as her eyes flashed bright red, then attacked. Jack quickly stepped backwards while blocking all the girl's attacks. From the corner of his eye he saw Melody coming forward with a dagger, but he was too busy with his other attacker to bother. Suddenly he heard something whiz past him and then an ear splitting scream. Another object flew by him and pushed his offender back. It was a small knife, and it was embedded into his assailant's shoulder. She hissed and pulled the knife out, but another one flew past him again and hit her other shoulder disabling the proper use of that arm.
Jack turned to see the cloaked figure from the tavern. Melody was on the ground clutching her hand behind the figure. A pale hand emerged from the depths holding 3 more knives. In a flash, he felt them breeze past him and with a 'THUD' embed themselves into the green-haired girl once more. He didn't hear another sound from her again. He slowly walked over to the cloaked figure.
"I guess I should be thank..." he started, but stopped as he saw Melody rise, but before he could warn the figure, the figure had already turned around and stuck another knife into her. Melody's eyes went blank as she fell to the ground, clutching her bleeding stomach. The figure's hood had fallen off to reveal a head of dark hair. In a swirl of fabric the figure put on his/her hood once more and grabbed the knives.
"Your welcome..." he heard the figure whisper as he/she breezed past him without looking at him. He watched the figure melt into the shadows and decided to follow. When he turned the corner he saw nothing except a black cat sitting on the pathway. 'Gibbs would probably say it's frightful bad luck to cross paths with a black cat...oh well...I don't see them anywhere...' He turned to go and find some shelter for the night. When he returned to the spot where he was attacked, he found the bodies gone, the only sign of their being there: two dark pools of blood.
"Somebody must've taken them," he reasoned. Slowly he made his way to the room he'd be staying at for the night without 'pleasurable' company. "Oh bloody hell...what a night..." he muttered.