So I have been rewatching some of the potc movies and decided to spin a little tale, She is related to Jack, though it is unknown how, but we'll get to that later in the story :D
Anyway, this is just a little tid bit of something I wrote in boredom let me know if you'd like to read more!
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Kat~
400 years. It had been 400 years since the battle of Posidon's tomb, 400 years since Jack sparrow had defeated Armando salazar, My ancestor the trickster of pirates only living for himself, though many had come his way, there were few who had made an impact on the pirates life, William turner, the captain of the flying dutchman Gave his freedom to ensure the love of his life kept hers, as well as releasing the infamous Davy Jones from his servitude aboard the legendary ship. Elizabeth Swann, truly took the oceans by surprise, raised in a protected and sheltered life she knew nothing of the ways of pirates until meeting jack sparrow, aiding reluctantly in his escape from being hanged, Later being kidnapped by the pirate Hector Barbossa she spent the majority of her days a captive until making her escape Considered the human reincarnation of the goddess Calypso, Or to some pirates it seemed that way she made a name for herself in the fight against Davy Jones, Even earning the title of Pirate King, Hector barbossa was a cruel man, but entirely he had his moments where he showed the softer side of himself rarely any saw, the old fool gave his life to save that of his friends and daughter, yes, that's right daughter. Carina.
Speaking of which I suppose I should tell you my name, Gemma Solidas, Gem for short and this is my tale, Now I will tell you I did not expect to be here drowning in the sea nor did I expect to be thrust back in time.. these things should not happen but I suppose the sea is full of mystery..
The last thing I remember is being dragged under the rolling waves unable to get my footing in the soft wet sand of the ocean floor, I felt like a rag doll being thrown haplessly about until I am barely conscious, a warm relaxed feeling over whelmed me as I sank further into the oceans murky depths and as much as I wanted to fight it and grasp for life I couldn't.. I accepted it, welcomed death but this was not the end of my story, Oh No there was much to be told and my life would forever change.
Barely conscious I remember few things except the bright white light and then nothing.
"CAPTAIN! there's a woman in the water!" a voice shouts much to the dismay of said captain, a mere woman was not on his mind at the moment, No there was too much to be done.
"Why should I care about the life of a mere whore?" he spat, Looking over board she did not seem to be conscious simply floating on a piece of debris.
"We can't leave her out here to die, there isn't a ship nor port in sight" a crew member shouts
Irritation knits across the captains face "Fine" he spit "Hoist her up"
to which they swiftly did, the woman in question was petite but not frail looking adorned in strange clothing not common for a woman of the time to be wearing, dark long matted hair clung to her face though you could tell it was well taken care of.. Little of her face could be see due to her hair but her skin was fair but not porcelain, he was pulled from his studying at the sound of her coughing violently and gasping for air.
sneering at the sight he marched over not waiting for her to become aware of her surroundings, looming over her just the very sight of him brought fear into the hearts of men and women alike, he had a reputation that proceeded him and he had no problem showing this woman just how rough things could be if she refused to fallow the rules, After all he had saved her life, she was in debt to him,
Becoming aware of where I was I peered around realizing I was no longer drowning but sitting on a smooth wooden deck of a ship, But I was almost sure I died at the bottom of the sea, furrowing my brows my concentration was broke by the massive looking man standing over me, raising my doe eyes I am met with the harden stern look of a man who to be honest scared the hell out of me, the pride and power poured off of him in streams and I could almost see a ghost of a smirk as he studied me seeing my fear.
"Who are you, and where did you come from?" came his gruff accented voice
"I..Gemma" I squeak licking my bone dry lips
He raised a brow brown eyes staring intently "come again, I could not hear you" he spat
"MY name is Gemma Solidas" I say mustering what courage I had "I do not remember how I got here"
"Then Gemma" He spoke practically barking my name "You are now my prisoner, If you cannot tell me where you came from and prove you are not a pirate you shall stay here, Welcome to the Silent Mary Amor" he sneers
