A/N: Okay everybody this is my very first fanfiction I've shared outside of
friends. Please no
flamers (creative criticism welcome) and I'm sorry if it sucks but what can
I say, it's hard to resist
doing stupid stuff like this at 1:00a.m. (Prime hours of creativity, all
the best ideas come around
then) I'm sure there are going to be lots of fics like this and I'm sure
I'm not the first but Enjoy.
Please review.
~Tainted Wisdom Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean or any of the characters, although Orlando Bloom is a wonderful gift idea lol :-p Rey is mine!!
p.s. I may have to change this one around a bit
"Jack Sparrow!" Whack! He'd been hit yet again, this time by a dark-haired chestnut eyed female. Will Turner smirked in the corner of the tavern, knowing Jack surely deserved it. He marveled at her grace and facial features. Her cheeks and skin were nearly as dark as the captain's, her face held the same bearing as Jack's. The same twisted smirk covered both the woman and the man's face at the same moment. Her cheek bones gave her face a more feminine aura but she was undoubtedly a Jack Sparrow kin . Too young for a mother, not the appropriate size and too old to be a daughter, maybe a distant cousin of the relatively same age. "What the hell was that for?" Jack grumbled as he looked upon the dame before him, rubbing his jaw gingerly. The female merely stared and glared at him not speaking, Will thought to himself, 'Maybe an Ex? One of many for sure.' "Hell woman ya hit me?" "You deserved it" was her only reply, she sounded sweet and innocent, the ex factor was banished from Will's mind immediately. "For what?" Jack's hand gestures were widely exaggerated. "For forgetting your own little sister's name!!!" She screamed her voice no longer that soft monotone, She slapped him again nearly knocking him to the floor. Stumbling he rose,"That's not true!!" he protested, "I know it, give me a minute" She folded her arms before her and stood defiantly, face spewing impatience. Will drew nearer to see where this was going, he was most interested in seeing Sparrow at the wrath of his own kin. "It's..." Jack started licking his lips trying to form the words, "Ellen. " He tried, pleased with himself greatly. "No"her voice defiant, "Jessibelle"" "NO" she smacked him again. Will stifled a giggle "Eliz.. Eliza....Elizabeth!" Sparrow stuttered "Not even close Jack!!!" Will burst out, laughing. It was hilarious. "Why don't you try to guess her bloody name Mr. Turner?" "If I guess right, she gets to hit you again., and you can't do anything about it" "And if you're wrong, you owe me another drink" "Brother dearest, I think you've had enough about three years ago." "Deal" "He's just unbelievable, he gambles every chance he gets. I can't believe it." Will looked her over carefully, skilfully thinking trying to think of the closest name to describe her."Renee" he whispered carefully after a moment's hesitation tongue curling over the letters slowly. "That's wrong!!! "Jack shouted above the noise. "Actually he's right, atleast a hell of alot closer than you, it's Rey, Rey Sparrow. Daddy wanted another boy, and we hadn't the heart to tell him." she shook Will's hand he noted how firm her grip was. She's a Sparrow what'd you think and for the first time he noticed she wore breeches beneath her crimsoned dress. A dagger hilt protruded slightly from the cleavage of her bodice. Add a few beads and some stubbly facial hair and you'd have two Jacks appearance wise. The only thing that might give her away were her breasts. They were wrong for the dress she wore. Will tried to keep his gaze away but found it easier not to fight with it. "Rey" Jack smiled loosing his grin just as quickly, "I knew that.." "Sure you did." she muttered her face contracted in hurt and dejection. "I knew your name . I just wanted to see how mad I could make ya, love. Remember, how we used to piss each other off so bad and mother would have to whip us both because she couldn't figure out who started it?" "Yes Jack, You surprise me." "Sit down" he gestured to a stool. She sat with a sigh and a yawn, straddling the stool "What brings you here?" "Not much," "How's mum?" "Sick very sick, like daddy was, before you left" "Daddy?" "Gone" her eyes welled with tears, Will produced a handkerchief. "You're lying "Jack accused angrily," You just want me to come home." Her eyes filled and emptied on to Will Turner's only unstained shirt. He smelt like brimstone. "Elizabeth's not gonna like this" he muttered to Jack. "She's faking it." The beaded captain turned away from the boy and the young woman "Why?" Turner insisted "Why would she fake something like this?" "She's a Sparrow" Jack replied unflinching, unmoved over his mug "She can turn it on and off like an oil lamp" "I'm not Jack. Do they look real" She meant her tears and Will looked down, "Why would we want you back home any way? You're nothing. You are not even A true Sparrow." "Neither are you!!!!!" Jack whirled around quickly grabbing violently by the shoulders his sister, shaking her slightly crushing her shoulder blades together with brute force, until he realized what he was doing. He let her drop into his arms, her head lay helplessly on his shoulder tears flowing down steadily "You hurt me Jack" She whispered before fainting frailty, grabbing his sword from it's sheath, metal singing sweetly in the air she held it to his throat, much like Will had done during his first meeting with Jack. "You young people, always quick to arms." he muttered not taking his little sister seriously, "Give me back me sword. Now lass." "Come and get it. I swear on the graves of my parents that you will hear me out Captain Jack Sparrow" A tear still stung her eye, glistening on to her reddened cheek. "Finally someone gets it right." "At least I can remember you're name." "Yes, yes it's a trying world." "That must run in the family." Will commented to the tavern owner. "What?? "The , eww and the ahhh. And the completely irrelevant words that are to tangle you up within them." "Will, Give me your sword." "Get your own." "One little problem here, she says I have to hear her out first and I don't feel like listening. So either you give me your sword so I can get me own blade back or you can stay here and listen to the teary eyed nonsense she wants to feed me." With that insult Rey let loose her dagger It flew across the room pining Jack's sleeve to Will's on the counter top. "Now what big brother?" she grinned from the table tops "You don't have to make this hard Jack, just listen to me!!!!" "You are a schizo get down here and use Will as a handkerchief and be gone!"" "Hey, the handkerchief protests. Listen to her Jack what harm could it do?" "You left us Jack, why? I loved you. But you left, no warning you were just gone. You didn't even say goodbye." Her eyes were watering again, Jack looked around realizing what a scene this was causing, he spoke low, "Ok we'll talk, but not here." Turning to Will, Jack's grin was serious,"Your place Turner?" "I'm not happy about that. If Norrington see's you..." Will began to protest "He won't and besides little sisters are good for somethings." '"I won't help you escape the law again Jack" Rey said from the tabletop her voice quiet and calm again "Nor will I.. Once was enough." Will assured. "You two aren't much use then, are you?"
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Jack drug Rey behind him down the street, skirts flailing. He held her forearm like an old nanny does a naughty child. "Get off me!!!," she ripped her arm away from him, "I can walk on my own, you know" "Hush" Will turned, Jack lifted her onto his shoulder as she protested, "Let me down" she hissed to Jack as he broke into a drunken trot, swaggering here and there. "Watch my head" she warned as Jack entered the Blacksmith's shop behind the silent Will Turner. Letting the door bang loudly behind him, Jack shrugged at Will's glare. Luckily his drunken Master was still passed out on the floor where he'd left him. "I see somethings don't change" Jack grinned, eyeing the man's liquor bottle thoughtfully "Don't even, that's like his security blanket." Will remarked "Could you let me down?" Rey's voice was quiet and sarcastic. "Sort-an-ly" Jack let go of her legs and brushed her from his shoulder like a bug, letting her land with a bang. "You ass...." She bounded up, ready to kill Jack Sparrow with her bare hands. "Shhhh" Will hushed her, "You'll wake the neighbors" He peered through the darkness, looking for the stairs, "I think the stairs are this way" Lighting a lamp he confirmed his assumption. "This way" Rey followed but Jack stayed behind still eyeing the liquor,
"Come along Jack!" Will called, with no answer he continued up, Rey behind him, enjoying the view. *~*~*~*
~Tainted Wisdom Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean or any of the characters, although Orlando Bloom is a wonderful gift idea lol :-p Rey is mine!!
p.s. I may have to change this one around a bit
"Jack Sparrow!" Whack! He'd been hit yet again, this time by a dark-haired chestnut eyed female. Will Turner smirked in the corner of the tavern, knowing Jack surely deserved it. He marveled at her grace and facial features. Her cheeks and skin were nearly as dark as the captain's, her face held the same bearing as Jack's. The same twisted smirk covered both the woman and the man's face at the same moment. Her cheek bones gave her face a more feminine aura but she was undoubtedly a Jack Sparrow kin . Too young for a mother, not the appropriate size and too old to be a daughter, maybe a distant cousin of the relatively same age. "What the hell was that for?" Jack grumbled as he looked upon the dame before him, rubbing his jaw gingerly. The female merely stared and glared at him not speaking, Will thought to himself, 'Maybe an Ex? One of many for sure.' "Hell woman ya hit me?" "You deserved it" was her only reply, she sounded sweet and innocent, the ex factor was banished from Will's mind immediately. "For what?" Jack's hand gestures were widely exaggerated. "For forgetting your own little sister's name!!!" She screamed her voice no longer that soft monotone, She slapped him again nearly knocking him to the floor. Stumbling he rose,"That's not true!!" he protested, "I know it, give me a minute" She folded her arms before her and stood defiantly, face spewing impatience. Will drew nearer to see where this was going, he was most interested in seeing Sparrow at the wrath of his own kin. "It's..." Jack started licking his lips trying to form the words, "Ellen. " He tried, pleased with himself greatly. "No"her voice defiant, "Jessibelle"" "NO" she smacked him again. Will stifled a giggle "Eliz.. Eliza....Elizabeth!" Sparrow stuttered "Not even close Jack!!!" Will burst out, laughing. It was hilarious. "Why don't you try to guess her bloody name Mr. Turner?" "If I guess right, she gets to hit you again., and you can't do anything about it" "And if you're wrong, you owe me another drink" "Brother dearest, I think you've had enough about three years ago." "Deal" "He's just unbelievable, he gambles every chance he gets. I can't believe it." Will looked her over carefully, skilfully thinking trying to think of the closest name to describe her."Renee" he whispered carefully after a moment's hesitation tongue curling over the letters slowly. "That's wrong!!! "Jack shouted above the noise. "Actually he's right, atleast a hell of alot closer than you, it's Rey, Rey Sparrow. Daddy wanted another boy, and we hadn't the heart to tell him." she shook Will's hand he noted how firm her grip was. She's a Sparrow what'd you think and for the first time he noticed she wore breeches beneath her crimsoned dress. A dagger hilt protruded slightly from the cleavage of her bodice. Add a few beads and some stubbly facial hair and you'd have two Jacks appearance wise. The only thing that might give her away were her breasts. They were wrong for the dress she wore. Will tried to keep his gaze away but found it easier not to fight with it. "Rey" Jack smiled loosing his grin just as quickly, "I knew that.." "Sure you did." she muttered her face contracted in hurt and dejection. "I knew your name . I just wanted to see how mad I could make ya, love. Remember, how we used to piss each other off so bad and mother would have to whip us both because she couldn't figure out who started it?" "Yes Jack, You surprise me." "Sit down" he gestured to a stool. She sat with a sigh and a yawn, straddling the stool "What brings you here?" "Not much," "How's mum?" "Sick very sick, like daddy was, before you left" "Daddy?" "Gone" her eyes welled with tears, Will produced a handkerchief. "You're lying "Jack accused angrily," You just want me to come home." Her eyes filled and emptied on to Will Turner's only unstained shirt. He smelt like brimstone. "Elizabeth's not gonna like this" he muttered to Jack. "She's faking it." The beaded captain turned away from the boy and the young woman "Why?" Turner insisted "Why would she fake something like this?" "She's a Sparrow" Jack replied unflinching, unmoved over his mug "She can turn it on and off like an oil lamp" "I'm not Jack. Do they look real" She meant her tears and Will looked down, "Why would we want you back home any way? You're nothing. You are not even A true Sparrow." "Neither are you!!!!!" Jack whirled around quickly grabbing violently by the shoulders his sister, shaking her slightly crushing her shoulder blades together with brute force, until he realized what he was doing. He let her drop into his arms, her head lay helplessly on his shoulder tears flowing down steadily "You hurt me Jack" She whispered before fainting frailty, grabbing his sword from it's sheath, metal singing sweetly in the air she held it to his throat, much like Will had done during his first meeting with Jack. "You young people, always quick to arms." he muttered not taking his little sister seriously, "Give me back me sword. Now lass." "Come and get it. I swear on the graves of my parents that you will hear me out Captain Jack Sparrow" A tear still stung her eye, glistening on to her reddened cheek. "Finally someone gets it right." "At least I can remember you're name." "Yes, yes it's a trying world." "That must run in the family." Will commented to the tavern owner. "What?? "The , eww and the ahhh. And the completely irrelevant words that are to tangle you up within them." "Will, Give me your sword." "Get your own." "One little problem here, she says I have to hear her out first and I don't feel like listening. So either you give me your sword so I can get me own blade back or you can stay here and listen to the teary eyed nonsense she wants to feed me." With that insult Rey let loose her dagger It flew across the room pining Jack's sleeve to Will's on the counter top. "Now what big brother?" she grinned from the table tops "You don't have to make this hard Jack, just listen to me!!!!" "You are a schizo get down here and use Will as a handkerchief and be gone!"" "Hey, the handkerchief protests. Listen to her Jack what harm could it do?" "You left us Jack, why? I loved you. But you left, no warning you were just gone. You didn't even say goodbye." Her eyes were watering again, Jack looked around realizing what a scene this was causing, he spoke low, "Ok we'll talk, but not here." Turning to Will, Jack's grin was serious,"Your place Turner?" "I'm not happy about that. If Norrington see's you..." Will began to protest "He won't and besides little sisters are good for somethings." '"I won't help you escape the law again Jack" Rey said from the tabletop her voice quiet and calm again "Nor will I.. Once was enough." Will assured. "You two aren't much use then, are you?"
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Jack drug Rey behind him down the street, skirts flailing. He held her forearm like an old nanny does a naughty child. "Get off me!!!," she ripped her arm away from him, "I can walk on my own, you know" "Hush" Will turned, Jack lifted her onto his shoulder as she protested, "Let me down" she hissed to Jack as he broke into a drunken trot, swaggering here and there. "Watch my head" she warned as Jack entered the Blacksmith's shop behind the silent Will Turner. Letting the door bang loudly behind him, Jack shrugged at Will's glare. Luckily his drunken Master was still passed out on the floor where he'd left him. "I see somethings don't change" Jack grinned, eyeing the man's liquor bottle thoughtfully "Don't even, that's like his security blanket." Will remarked "Could you let me down?" Rey's voice was quiet and sarcastic. "Sort-an-ly" Jack let go of her legs and brushed her from his shoulder like a bug, letting her land with a bang. "You ass...." She bounded up, ready to kill Jack Sparrow with her bare hands. "Shhhh" Will hushed her, "You'll wake the neighbors" He peered through the darkness, looking for the stairs, "I think the stairs are this way" Lighting a lamp he confirmed his assumption. "This way" Rey followed but Jack stayed behind still eyeing the liquor,
"Come along Jack!" Will called, with no answer he continued up, Rey behind him, enjoying the view. *~*~*~*