Disclaimer: I MAY NOT OWN IT NOW, But one day I'll seduce a really old rich guy, marry him, steal all his money and buy POTC from Disney.MUAHAHAHAHA (glares malevolently)
Chapter 1: And so it begins…
Day quickly turned to night in the town of Port Royal; the streets were calmer then earlier that day. The town shut down as nearly all of the shops had closed for the evening, most of the men went home to their wives while others proceeded to spend their day's earning at the saloon. A mysterious woman walked down the cobble stone road as her elongated strands of auburn hair blew in the evening's breeze. Finally reaching her destination, she swung open the dilapidated wooded door of the blacksmith shop. The young William Turner pummeling away at his latest project was reluctant to notice the woman walk in. She stood in the doorway of the sweltering shop, astonished by the man's stunning physique. Will paused, as a cool refreshing draft made its way down his spine.
Still disregarded, the woman made her way into the shop and looked around at the fine work of the young blacksmith. Something glistening in the moonlight quickly caught her attention; she walked over to the far wall of the shop and stood to admire the flawless sword. It hung adjacent to at leased two-dozen other swords, yet it was remarkably divergent from the rest, as if it told a tale of it's own. She ran her polished fingers down the lustrous sword, "A pirate's life for me" read the luminous golden handle.
"A pirate huh?" she though aloud
"Can I help you Miss?" Will's tattered voice called from behind, the enigmatic woman slowly turned to face the blacksmith.
"Stella…please, call me Stella" the woman replied alluringly.
"All right Stella, can I help you?" he retorted quirking an eyebrow.
"Why yes, you see I have this sword" she reached down to her belt and pulled out the worn-down sword, pointing the sharp edge merely a few inches from Will's face.
"Yes…Yes I see" his eyes widened as he responded lowering the sword to Stella's side. Will's eyes were fixed at the sword, for it had such familiarity he couldn't put his finger on.
"Oh, my apologies" Stella giggles as she continued, "It's a precious family heirloom and I would love for you to restore it".
"I'm sorry Miss but we've closed for the night, perhaps you could come back tomorrow?" Will began to unroll his sleeves as he was eager to visit the lovely Elizabeth before the night's end.
"Unfortunately friend, tomorrow will be too late, as my time in Port Royal has come to a close, tomorrow I set sail, I'm embarking on a journey." Stella paused taking her eyes away from the handsome man whom stood before her. "As you and I both know, pirates curse these waters, any fine man would protest a young woman such as myself from sailing these treacherous waters unarmed, so please kind sir, if there is any decency in you, kindly repair my sword." Stella finished holding out the sword.
Will looked around the shop contemplating his next actions; he glanced at Mr. Brown asleep in his chair, rum in hand, as his head titled closer to his body.
"I guess a few more hours in the shop wouldn't hurt" Will sighed to himself taking hold the blade. He turned to his workstation and pounded away at the sword with frustration. Stella smirked as she took a seat next to the now snoring Mr. Brown.
About 50 miles away, Captain Jack Sparrow sailed on his beloved Black Pearl. His destination…Tortuga. Ah yes, after a long and perilous journey, he had finally finished rebuilding the Black Pearl from the dreaded Captain Barbossa.
The Black Pearl was as good as new. Just as it was when he first set eyes on it. Beautiful and magnificent. He had returned from Portugal, where he repaired the Pearl. And after all the trouble, it was more than worth it.
The crew and Jack boarded off on the island. He was beginning to feel giddy, the most disgusting and loathsome creature in the seven seas wouldn't feel unwanted on this wonderfully sinful island.
Of course he was by no means ugly, far from it. He was Captain Jack Sparrow, known for his dangerous and successful adventures and more importantly, his dashing good looks. His teeth were beautiful, or so his mother said, his hair was finely groomed and best of all it didn't even take him that long to groom it in the morning. Yes, he was a fine man. He began to make his way down the street, when something from behind him, grabbed him in a bear hug.
"What the devil…" he began to say, but his sentence went unfinished, and instead of his manly voice, there was another one that was at least two octaves higher.
"Ohh, aren't you a cute looking fellow" the voice said. Jack smiled, he knew he couldn't keep the ladies of him. He turned around to face the women.
"Ahhhhhh!" he screamed. He was at a complete loss for words. This wasn't a woman! Far from it. It looked like half man, half women with a facial hair, and smudged eye liner. Her hair looked like a dead animal with lots of fur, and her voice was enough to shatter his ear drums.
"You are sooo handsome, I think we should spend some more time together, we would make a lovely pair" she squeaked. My God she's insane, he had to think, and he had to think fast
"My lady" he said putting on a regretful tone, "as much as I would love to get to know you better, there is one grave problem".
At first she was a bit confused but then she said "oh don't worry love, I don't mind if your married" she finished smiling seductively.
"No, I'm afraid my problem goes beyond that of marriage". Now he could see she was curious. He leaned in a little closer, as if to tell her a secret. "You see, I'm terribly embarrassed to say this but I cannot keep such a fine women such as yourself in any more suspense, I… I'm a eunuch".
Immediately she let go of him. He stepped back and put on a fake sad face. "Oh I'm sorry I didn't no" she looked disgusted. There was an uncomfortable silence between them.
"I apologize that I won't have the pleasure to be in your company tonight". She looked thoughtful for a moment, and then smiled. Oh no, what was the crazy lady thinking now, he thought to himself.
"That's alright, but I know something that will make you very happy, I've got a friend that might enjoy your company, I mean I think he would because you two would probably have a lot of things in common" Her eyes then lingered to a spot in his trousers. Where that spot was, he'd rather not say. This woman was violating him with her eyes.
He would have to do something drastic. "LOOK" he shouted and pointed to the sky. He then took the opportunity to run as fast as his legs would carry him away from the crazy women, or whatever she was.
He had escaped from her, and now he walked down another street, to a bar. Paranoia caused him to look over his shoulder just incase the he/she would mysteriously appear again. He quivered in disgust thinking about her. But at last, any thoughts of her were put aside; as he entered the doors of the place were he would be able to have his most favorite thing in the entire world…RUM.
(A/N: Chapters will get longer, I swear It, I am not a liar. Ohhhh and plz READ AND REVIEW, I'm BEGGING YOU, I'M DESPERATE, well not that desperate but PLZZZZZZZ)