N Title: Supernaturally Pirate Tales

Author: Adisenna

Genre: Adventure

Authors Comments:
Hello! First Supernatural story, not to mention a Pirate story ;]!I have several of Ocs that I had brought in. They'll be brought in future chapters, no worries ;D. I've had this story stuck in my head for awhile and I just was so stubborn ( and partially lazy xD ) to not write the story. Then, after such a struggle, my muse had won over me. Thank goodness. X]!

Please Enjoy :D!

Disclaimer:

Supernatural is not owe by me ( If it was, I wouldn't be as cruel as Kripke is x]! ) It's own by The Creators, Directors, Writers. Ect.

Chapter 1

Enter Sam Winchester, Pirate Lord

Swoosh!

Glistening clear beads splashes against the dark wooded deck.

Swipe!

A mop dances across the deck floor, forcing liquids to join.

Yank!

Brown ropes are pull against their wills by strong sweating hands.

"Captain!"

Sam Winchester blinked once before looking to his first mate, Andrew Gallagher. Or as Andy, as his first mate prefer that it'd be shorten, just like his height. Andy was short, midget most would say. Although, no matter what his size is, he possesses the power to persuade. He can make any Pirate Lord jump straight in a sharks open mouth of death. Sam could have very well, fell for his First Mate's control, if he wasn't some how immune to it. Reason why him and Andy became so trust worthy of each other, and could put with both of their nonsenses. Andy's more then Sam's.

"Andy, how many times have I told you to not call me Captain?" Captain, seems too formal for Sam, that if he didn't had to respond to it, he wouldn't.

"Sorry, Sam. When the In-mates calls you Captain, it sticks." Andy said rubbing the back of his neck, giving an apologetic expression.

"Right, what is it Andy?"

"The in-mates are complaining again..."

"Again? About what this time?" He groaned.

"Aye, they want to know when we'll be at land."

"Fortnight."

"Ye sure of this? Not a little shorter?"

"Aye, Andy." Sam replied, trying to shorten the conversation. They were heading toward Lucifer's Grotto, one of the most dangerous place for a Pirate to step foot on. Excellent place for a Lords of Piracy to occur. Sam closed his eyes, remembering what had happen on the last port

Flash Back

Sam dragged Andy out from the Saloon. Andy was three sheets to the wind. Sadly, that's what happen when Sam doesn't pay close attention to his first mate. He let go of Andy, making sure he was able to walk. He did, barely.

"Ah-oo-yy, Cap---tian!" Andy slurred, running into Sam for the fifth time. Sam face palmed and shook his head.

"Just, shut up Andy, shut up.." He mumbled.

"Ayyy—ee, Captiaaan, Saaammmyy." Sam glared at Andy and was about to shove him into the ocean to sink down to his drunken death. Luckily, some of the in-mates made it in time just before Sam did it. Sam ordered them to take him back to the ship and make sure that he stays there. And to also reload the ship with the newly rum that was much needed. Sam watched the in-mates carry the barrels of rum, and Andy, into the ship. Just then he felt a tap on his shoulder. He automatically unsheathe his sword and swung it behind him, making a small figure jump back quickly. The figure's hands went up in a surrendering pose as Sam pushed the tip of his sharp sword.

"What business does ye have?" Sam said to the rather small dark figure.

" I-I-'m a messenger! Don't hurt me!" a small voice came out form the dark

"Messenger? What message did ye bring?" Sam asked, still not trusting.

A slightly shaky hand came out from the darkness, with a small folded paper. Sam cautiously took the small paper and unfolded it with his free hand.

Sam,

The gathering has finally been call.

Be there as soon as can be.

John

Sam looked up from the folded paper. He dropped the paper and pulled the small hand towards him, sheathing his sword at the same time. He looked down at the small figure, that revealed a small lass. The boy was small, young but old enough to be part of a crew. He had a brown worn bandanna with spikes coming out from the sides. His eyes matched his hair, except with a hint of silver. He had what was left of a shirt and pants. Not to mention he's wet.

"Why are you wet?" Sam asked curiously.

"Uh, the boat that I was using to chase after your ship sinked and I had to swim all the way here." the boy stuttered.

'No wonder Dad picked him to drop off that message, he's a hardworking kid.' Sam thought to himself.

He had let go of the boy, and relaxed slightly.

"Captain!" An inmate shouted.

Sam looked over. They had finished their job and it was time to sail to Luce's Grotto.

Sam was walking over to the plank, before getting a sudden thud in his chest. He stopped and looked back. The child was walking back towards the island, his shoulders slumped and head bowed down. Sam felt bad for the little man. He was a pirate lord, but he wasn't cruel. He whistled, just enough for the lass to hear him. His head shot up and he looked back towards the ship.

"I need more inmates like you." Sam said, and it was the truth.

Most of the inmates were pretty lazy, even though they do a good job most of the time. Be a change to get something done, when it's immediately asked for.

The boy's face lit up and quickly but still walking towards the plank and entered the ship followed by Sam, who was just shaking his head lightly.

Flash back Ended

Sam opened his eyes to the sound of an Inmate's voice. Andy was already down the steps and heading towards the back of the ship. Sam catch up to Andy, wondering what was going on between his crew.

"Don't test me! I might be small but I can sure kick your butt!" A little voice yelled.

Sam sighed, knowing that the young lass had gotten on one of his cabin crew's nerves. Andy and Sam squeezed threw the crowd of men. Sam had been right, it was the small boy against one of the strongest men on the ship.

"I'm going to throw you and your little scallywag attitude straight into the ocean." The strong man said. He threw a punch only to almost throwing himself overboard. He turned around to find the boy behind him, in a fighting position.

"Hey you-" Andy started to say before Sam had stopped him. Sam wanted to see if this kid was as quick as he can talk.

The crew mate threw several punches, missing every one of them, before getting tired. He huffed with every punch, puffed with every swing, and gasped with every hammer. He hesitantly went for the last punch, before almost falling over. The boy, behind him, pushed him lightly.

" I win." He declared when the big crew mate fell down hard onto the deck, passed out. The crew mates had stopped making comments about the boy, afraid they would get humiliated.

Sam whistled lightly and the boy had looked over. Fear went through the young one eyes as if he was going to have to jump off the boat and swim to anywhere. Sam gestured his head, before walking to his cabin. The boy followed Sam quickly and orderly. Sam walked into his cabin; sitting in his abnormally tall velvet chair fit for a captain. The boy stood there, nervous and timid, as if he didn't just beat a 6 foot man with his bare finger.

"What shall I call ye?" Sam has asked the boy, the boy had looked up, in slight shock.

"Uh, Nicolas captain." Nicolas had bowed lightly.

"What about Nicky?" Sam had asked the boy, giving him a small wink. Nicky nodded lightly, liking the shorten name.

"Can ye fight or just run around circles, 'till your opponent gets to tired to swing a right swing.?"

"I use what I have, Captain. And my speed is what I have." The boy answered quickly and slightly ashamed. Sam stood up and went to his sword rack, grabbing his signature sword and throwing one at the boy. Nicky caught it quickly, looking at it with a puzzled gaze.

"Ye must learn how to crawl, before walking." Sam stated, pointing his sword at Nicky. Nicky jumped back quickly away from the tip of the sword, making sure not to get pricked.

"Lift your sword with pride and determination, not with timid and shamefulness. " Nicky lift his sword, trying to act strong. His sword shook lightly, as if it was afraid of Sam's sword. He grabbed Nicky's sword lightly, making it still. He gave Nicky a stare, in which the boy had understand and stood up straight. Sam let go of the boy's sword. It was not scared of his sword anymore, it had pride to back it up.

"Have ye seen a sword fight?" The boy nodded. Sam lunged his sword quickly and swiftly. Nicky had met Sam's, with the same speed. Nicky has natural reflexes that can come in handy for sword fights. Sam lunged again, this time, aiming for Nicky's legs. His sword was caught by the boy's sword. Sam had smiled and pulled his sword back, putting it back on the rack. The boy was about to give his sword back, but Sam stopped him.

"Keep it, it's yours now. Practice with it, make it proud and strong." Nicky nodded with excitement.

"Now, off with ye. You have work to do."

"Yes Captain!" The boy left quickly and Sam had shook his head. He turned slowly towards the window behind his quarters. He could see it now, waiting for his arrival. The tall, rigid rocks, with a small opening for ships such as Sam's.

Lucifer's Grotto.

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~Adi