A/N: Well, we said that we'd have another Pirates fic and here it is.
Originally, we decided that the story would only be posted after its
finished...but we had a change of heart. So without much further ado, we
give you Chapter 1 of Pirates of the Caribbean: The Aftermath
Disclaimer: We own nothing except Kate, Katie and other miscellaneous characters that aren't in the chapter right now....although we are trying to change that...but you didn't hear it from us...*shifts nervously in chairs*
The town was in flames. Kathryn Black was running room to room in her parent's house, making sure that all of her family had gotten out safely. The attack had come so suddenly in the middle of the night. Her house, at least, had been a little ways away from the main area of town, so her family had had some time to escape. She was just about to enter the last room when a menacing black shadow of a man appeared to block the doorway.
"You know, there's a fire back this way," he said. "You might want to find another way out."
"Yeah, I kind of caught on to that," Kate responded, testily. "Seeing as there are flames behind you."
Suddenly, a fiery beam fell behind Kate. She jumped out of the way, closer to the strange man.
"Well, that complicates things," he said, almost cheerfully. He rushed forward and hoisted her up over his shoulder, then jumped through the flames of the beam.
"Put me down!" Kate screamed, pounding on the man's back with her fists, and trying very hard to kick him.
"Where? In the fire?" The man started to let her down.
Kate saw the flames beneath her and yelled, "No! That's not that I meant and you know it!"
The man chuckled and hoisted her back up. Then he took her to a room away from the flames. Upon entering, he set her down on the floor.
"There, are you--"
Kate punched him in the nose.
"I probably didn't deserve that," he moaned, rubbing his nose.
"That's for taking me against my will!" Kate shouted, raising her fists to hit him again.
The man grabbed her fists and hissed, "Would you have rather I let you burn?"
"I could have found my own way out. I do live here you know," Kate responded, icily. She wrenched her fists out of the man's grasp, turned, and started walking away.
"Where d'you think you're going?" he called after her.
"Outside. In case you haven't noticed, this house is burning down around us."
"I thought I had established that one already."
"That's good, glad you have eyes, now let me go!"
"I'm afraid I can't do that, love. You see, I'm a pirate . . ."
"Ooh, congratulations. You know your occupation, do you know your name and address as well?"
The man tipped his hat and said, "Captain Jack Sparrow, the Black Pearl," roguishly.
"Great. Well, now that we're introduced, I'll just be leaving."
"I don't think so."
"Why not?"
"Because we haven't been PROPERLY introduced yet. You see, I've given you my name, address and occupation, and I feel it only proper that I have yours as well," he said with a smile.
"Well," huffed Kate, "I don't have an occupation, I'm not giving you my name, and as for where I live, I think you'd know that by now as you're standing in my house, which, by the way, is burning down, and we're going to die if we don't get out of here soon!"
Waving aside the rest of the information, Jack replied with, "I don't want to take your name, love. Don't think a girl's would suit me. I just wondered what it was, is all."
"Go to hell," Kate hissed at him. She started to storm off, but before she got far, the smoke started getting to her, and she collapsed.
"Aw, damn," Jack groaned.
~*~
Kate slowly opened her eyes. She seemed to be rocking back and forth, and the sun was quite bright. There was no way this was her bedroom, in her house.
She started when a girl's face appeared over her.
"Ah, I see you're up then," the girl said with a bit of a "piratey" accent.
She was fairly pretty with long black hair and green eyes. She was just a bit . . . dirty, though. A good bath could have done wonders for her. And perhaps some new clothes. The dress she was wearing was in rags, and clearly not up to current style.
"Where am I?" questioned Kate, as she sat up and pushed her long red hair out of her face.
"The Black Pearl. Captain Jack brought ya here."
"Urgh, I'm on a boat?"
"Ship," replied the girl, automatically.
"Ship then. That's what the rocking is I guess."
"Yeah, apparently," laughed the girl.
"So you're another kidnapped girl then?" asked Kate.
"Ah, no. I'm a pirate!" the girl replied, happily.
"A pirate?"
"Yep."
"A girl pirate?"
"I prefer woman pirate, but yes."
"Why woman pirate?"
"I feel I'm a bit past the girl stage," she replied motioning to her chest, which was quite developed. The girl continued. "I know I must look awful to you . . . all these holes in my dress. Anyway, those aren't my fault. William loves to cut holes in my clothes, the little bastard."
Kate just nodded and started looking around the ship.
"Although I daresay, Jack wouldn't mind cutting some holes in your dress," said the girl.
Kate whipped her head around to stare at her. "You mean, a pirate . . . fancies me?"
"Not just a pirate, a pirate captain!"
"Oh no," Kate moaned.
The girl suddenly jumped up and said, "Oh, I've forgotten my manners! You must be frightfully thirsty!"
"Actually, yes I am," Kate replied. The girl filled up a cup with water and handed it to her. Kate just looked at it.
"It's not poisoned, you know," the girl said.
Kate raised an eyebrow at her, clearly telling her she didn't believe that for a second.
The girl rolled her eyes and took the cup from Kate. "Here, I'll show you." She took a small sip from the cup, then handed it back to Kate. Somewhat satisfied that the water was indeed not poisoned once the girl didn't keel over and die, Kate took a sip.
"So, where are we headed?" Kate asked the girl, who had started picking the dirt out from under her fingernails.
"I don't really know," she replied. "Wherever the wind takes us, I suppose."
"What are you going to do with me?"
"Don't know that either."
"So how many people are on this ship?"
"A couple. I can't count, I have no idea."
"You can't count?"
"Nah, never learned. I've spent my time learning to sword fight."
"Are you any good?" Kate questioned.
"I've had the proper instruction since I was three," responded the girl, finally looking up from her nails, apparently pleased Kate was talking about something that interested her. "On top of that, I've taught myself. Like William. Once I joined Jack and his crew, me and William started practicing together every day."
Kate nodded. "You're lucky you have someone to practice with."
"Do you sword fight?"
"A little. Whenever I could, I stole my father's sword and practiced with it."
The girl smiled.
"By the way," Kate said, "you haven't told me your name, yet."
"Oh, sorry. I'm Katie."
"Katie?" Kate was astounded. A woman pirate who had almost the same name as she did?
"Yes. Not Katherine, or Kat, or Kate, or Ate, or . . . anything else you could make from it. . . Katie. And spelled K-A-T-I-E. No 'y' or double 'e.' I'm very picky with my name."
"Apparently." Kate paused. "So you learned to spell your name, but you didn't learn to count?"
"Counting never interested me. But I figured learning how to spell my name would be a useful thing."
"Yeah. . . So, Katie, do you have a last name?"
"Sure, I suppose."
"You suppose?"
"Er. . . well, you see, I never really knew my parents. . ."
"That's horrible! What happened? Were they attacked by pirates when you were a baby?"
"In a way. You see, I've been a pirate my whole life. My father was a pirate, and from stories, I've heard that he kidnapped my mother, they fell in love, she turned pirate, they got married, and had me. No one has ever told me who my parents were, so I don't know my last name. Anyway, the ship we were on was attacked by another gang of pirates. They killed everyone on board, except me. They took me onto their ship and raised me as part of their crew. As I grew up, I got tired of that gang of pirates, and wanted desperately to leave. They wouldn't just let me leave of course, so I had to sneak off. Well, one day I was lucky in that Jack's crew here happened to attack the crew I was with. I pretended to be a "damsel in distress" so Jack came and "saved" me. Once I was on his ship, safely away from my old captain, I explained to him my story. He let me stay on as one of his own pirates, and so I've been with him ever since."
"How long is that?"
"About 2 years now."
"That's some story."
"It certainly is," said a new voice.
Kate looked around behind her to see Jack. He looked different than the last time she saw him. Granted, it had been dark then, and fiery, and now it was in the middle of the day.
"You," Kate hissed. "I want to go home, NOW!"
"I'm afraid I can't allow that," he said.
"You attacked my village!" Kate yelled. "You destroyed my home! You've kidnapped me! If you're not going to kill me, then take me home!"
"What home do you have to go to?" Jack asked. "And who says we're not going to kill you?"
Kate stood up and walked closer to him. "You are just. . . so. . ." Not coming up with a word good enough to describe him, Kate resorted to physical violence. She punched him, in the eye this time, then ran across the deck of the ship, paused for a second by the side, then jumped off.
"Jack!" Katie yelled. "Jack! She's swimming away!"
Jack stopped rubbing his eye and ran to the side of the ship. "Where are you going?!" he called out to her. "There's nothing around for miles!"
Kate had realized this of course, once she had jumped. But she couldn't go back to the ship now, once she had escaped.
"You might as well come back onto the ship!" Katie called. "It's a lot safer than the sea! You never know what lurks in its depths!"
Kate gulped. She wasn't afraid of a lot of things, but the sea was starting to become one of them. Just how deep was it? What lived down there, waiting to eat her?
A rope landed with a splash next to her.
"If I promise we won't kill you, will you come back aboard?" Jack called.
Kate thought about this for a split second before calling, "Do you promise?"
"On my honor!"
"That's not quite good enough! You are a pirate!" Kate yelled.
"Fine! I swear on my own life that we will not kill you!" Jack called.
"Agreed!" Kate yelled as she grabbed onto the rope.
Minutes later she was safe on board the Black Pearl once again. However, this time Jack grabbed her wrists and bound them together with rope. He and Katie then led her into the belly of the ship.
As soon as she had a clear shot, Kate swung with both her fists and hit Jack square in the stomach. He groaned and muttered, "I like her better unconscious."
Katie laughed, but quickly stopped when she saw the death glare on Kate's face. She coughed and said, "Now, Jack, put yourself in her shoes. A day and a half away from a home that's been completely destroyed with complete strangers for company after having been kidnapped by a guy like you."
"What'd'ya mean, a guy like me?" Jack growled at the same time Kate gasped, "A day and a half?!"
Another man entered then. He looked to be about 20 with brown hair and brown eyes. He was lean, but muscular, and he was carrying a sword, which, upon entering, he threw at the wall across from him, narrowly missing both Katie and Kate.
"It's time to practice, Katie," he said, seriously with a hint of roguishness to it.
"Hang on," Katie told him. She turned back to Jack. "I mean, the dreadlocks and guns and knives and a bit intimidating for a young girl like her."
"What do you mean young? I'll have you know, I'm 17!" Kate snapped.
Katie rolled her eyes and said, "Yeah, well I'm. . . I'm. . . er, how old am I?"
"21," responded the man as he pinched Katie on the ass.
"Right, 21," Katie said. "Sorry, I forget some things sometimes. One too many conks on the head," she replied as she reached over and pinched the man's ass as well. "I have bad luck with walls."
"I have bad luck with women," Jack muttered.
"I wonder why with your great bedside manner," Kate told him, sarcastically.
"It still stands, I liked her better unconscious," Jack grumbled.
"Will you take these bloody ropes off me!" Kate yelled.
"If you tell me your name, I will," Jack said, sweetly.
"I can wait," Kate replied, frowning.
"Come on, William, time for practice," Katie said as she dragged the man off.
"It's Will, KATHERINE!" he yelled.
"It's KATIE!" she yelled back.
"I should probably go steer the ship," Jack said as he left.
"Fine, I'll just sit here by myself then!" Kate yelled to his retreating form.
A/N: Okay...here's the first chapter...we've done our job now its your turn to do yours! Its pretty simple folks, you click on the little submit review button and type whatever ya want to say. So...please, we have been severely under-appreciated in our prior works, so much that it drove WeasleyGirl into an intense depression which landed her in Australia....no, not really but she is in Australia...(Alycia and Rhiannon weep openly) and reviews would make us very very very very very happy!
Disclaimer: We own nothing except Kate, Katie and other miscellaneous characters that aren't in the chapter right now....although we are trying to change that...but you didn't hear it from us...*shifts nervously in chairs*
The town was in flames. Kathryn Black was running room to room in her parent's house, making sure that all of her family had gotten out safely. The attack had come so suddenly in the middle of the night. Her house, at least, had been a little ways away from the main area of town, so her family had had some time to escape. She was just about to enter the last room when a menacing black shadow of a man appeared to block the doorway.
"You know, there's a fire back this way," he said. "You might want to find another way out."
"Yeah, I kind of caught on to that," Kate responded, testily. "Seeing as there are flames behind you."
Suddenly, a fiery beam fell behind Kate. She jumped out of the way, closer to the strange man.
"Well, that complicates things," he said, almost cheerfully. He rushed forward and hoisted her up over his shoulder, then jumped through the flames of the beam.
"Put me down!" Kate screamed, pounding on the man's back with her fists, and trying very hard to kick him.
"Where? In the fire?" The man started to let her down.
Kate saw the flames beneath her and yelled, "No! That's not that I meant and you know it!"
The man chuckled and hoisted her back up. Then he took her to a room away from the flames. Upon entering, he set her down on the floor.
"There, are you--"
Kate punched him in the nose.
"I probably didn't deserve that," he moaned, rubbing his nose.
"That's for taking me against my will!" Kate shouted, raising her fists to hit him again.
The man grabbed her fists and hissed, "Would you have rather I let you burn?"
"I could have found my own way out. I do live here you know," Kate responded, icily. She wrenched her fists out of the man's grasp, turned, and started walking away.
"Where d'you think you're going?" he called after her.
"Outside. In case you haven't noticed, this house is burning down around us."
"I thought I had established that one already."
"That's good, glad you have eyes, now let me go!"
"I'm afraid I can't do that, love. You see, I'm a pirate . . ."
"Ooh, congratulations. You know your occupation, do you know your name and address as well?"
The man tipped his hat and said, "Captain Jack Sparrow, the Black Pearl," roguishly.
"Great. Well, now that we're introduced, I'll just be leaving."
"I don't think so."
"Why not?"
"Because we haven't been PROPERLY introduced yet. You see, I've given you my name, address and occupation, and I feel it only proper that I have yours as well," he said with a smile.
"Well," huffed Kate, "I don't have an occupation, I'm not giving you my name, and as for where I live, I think you'd know that by now as you're standing in my house, which, by the way, is burning down, and we're going to die if we don't get out of here soon!"
Waving aside the rest of the information, Jack replied with, "I don't want to take your name, love. Don't think a girl's would suit me. I just wondered what it was, is all."
"Go to hell," Kate hissed at him. She started to storm off, but before she got far, the smoke started getting to her, and she collapsed.
"Aw, damn," Jack groaned.
~*~
Kate slowly opened her eyes. She seemed to be rocking back and forth, and the sun was quite bright. There was no way this was her bedroom, in her house.
She started when a girl's face appeared over her.
"Ah, I see you're up then," the girl said with a bit of a "piratey" accent.
She was fairly pretty with long black hair and green eyes. She was just a bit . . . dirty, though. A good bath could have done wonders for her. And perhaps some new clothes. The dress she was wearing was in rags, and clearly not up to current style.
"Where am I?" questioned Kate, as she sat up and pushed her long red hair out of her face.
"The Black Pearl. Captain Jack brought ya here."
"Urgh, I'm on a boat?"
"Ship," replied the girl, automatically.
"Ship then. That's what the rocking is I guess."
"Yeah, apparently," laughed the girl.
"So you're another kidnapped girl then?" asked Kate.
"Ah, no. I'm a pirate!" the girl replied, happily.
"A pirate?"
"Yep."
"A girl pirate?"
"I prefer woman pirate, but yes."
"Why woman pirate?"
"I feel I'm a bit past the girl stage," she replied motioning to her chest, which was quite developed. The girl continued. "I know I must look awful to you . . . all these holes in my dress. Anyway, those aren't my fault. William loves to cut holes in my clothes, the little bastard."
Kate just nodded and started looking around the ship.
"Although I daresay, Jack wouldn't mind cutting some holes in your dress," said the girl.
Kate whipped her head around to stare at her. "You mean, a pirate . . . fancies me?"
"Not just a pirate, a pirate captain!"
"Oh no," Kate moaned.
The girl suddenly jumped up and said, "Oh, I've forgotten my manners! You must be frightfully thirsty!"
"Actually, yes I am," Kate replied. The girl filled up a cup with water and handed it to her. Kate just looked at it.
"It's not poisoned, you know," the girl said.
Kate raised an eyebrow at her, clearly telling her she didn't believe that for a second.
The girl rolled her eyes and took the cup from Kate. "Here, I'll show you." She took a small sip from the cup, then handed it back to Kate. Somewhat satisfied that the water was indeed not poisoned once the girl didn't keel over and die, Kate took a sip.
"So, where are we headed?" Kate asked the girl, who had started picking the dirt out from under her fingernails.
"I don't really know," she replied. "Wherever the wind takes us, I suppose."
"What are you going to do with me?"
"Don't know that either."
"So how many people are on this ship?"
"A couple. I can't count, I have no idea."
"You can't count?"
"Nah, never learned. I've spent my time learning to sword fight."
"Are you any good?" Kate questioned.
"I've had the proper instruction since I was three," responded the girl, finally looking up from her nails, apparently pleased Kate was talking about something that interested her. "On top of that, I've taught myself. Like William. Once I joined Jack and his crew, me and William started practicing together every day."
Kate nodded. "You're lucky you have someone to practice with."
"Do you sword fight?"
"A little. Whenever I could, I stole my father's sword and practiced with it."
The girl smiled.
"By the way," Kate said, "you haven't told me your name, yet."
"Oh, sorry. I'm Katie."
"Katie?" Kate was astounded. A woman pirate who had almost the same name as she did?
"Yes. Not Katherine, or Kat, or Kate, or Ate, or . . . anything else you could make from it. . . Katie. And spelled K-A-T-I-E. No 'y' or double 'e.' I'm very picky with my name."
"Apparently." Kate paused. "So you learned to spell your name, but you didn't learn to count?"
"Counting never interested me. But I figured learning how to spell my name would be a useful thing."
"Yeah. . . So, Katie, do you have a last name?"
"Sure, I suppose."
"You suppose?"
"Er. . . well, you see, I never really knew my parents. . ."
"That's horrible! What happened? Were they attacked by pirates when you were a baby?"
"In a way. You see, I've been a pirate my whole life. My father was a pirate, and from stories, I've heard that he kidnapped my mother, they fell in love, she turned pirate, they got married, and had me. No one has ever told me who my parents were, so I don't know my last name. Anyway, the ship we were on was attacked by another gang of pirates. They killed everyone on board, except me. They took me onto their ship and raised me as part of their crew. As I grew up, I got tired of that gang of pirates, and wanted desperately to leave. They wouldn't just let me leave of course, so I had to sneak off. Well, one day I was lucky in that Jack's crew here happened to attack the crew I was with. I pretended to be a "damsel in distress" so Jack came and "saved" me. Once I was on his ship, safely away from my old captain, I explained to him my story. He let me stay on as one of his own pirates, and so I've been with him ever since."
"How long is that?"
"About 2 years now."
"That's some story."
"It certainly is," said a new voice.
Kate looked around behind her to see Jack. He looked different than the last time she saw him. Granted, it had been dark then, and fiery, and now it was in the middle of the day.
"You," Kate hissed. "I want to go home, NOW!"
"I'm afraid I can't allow that," he said.
"You attacked my village!" Kate yelled. "You destroyed my home! You've kidnapped me! If you're not going to kill me, then take me home!"
"What home do you have to go to?" Jack asked. "And who says we're not going to kill you?"
Kate stood up and walked closer to him. "You are just. . . so. . ." Not coming up with a word good enough to describe him, Kate resorted to physical violence. She punched him, in the eye this time, then ran across the deck of the ship, paused for a second by the side, then jumped off.
"Jack!" Katie yelled. "Jack! She's swimming away!"
Jack stopped rubbing his eye and ran to the side of the ship. "Where are you going?!" he called out to her. "There's nothing around for miles!"
Kate had realized this of course, once she had jumped. But she couldn't go back to the ship now, once she had escaped.
"You might as well come back onto the ship!" Katie called. "It's a lot safer than the sea! You never know what lurks in its depths!"
Kate gulped. She wasn't afraid of a lot of things, but the sea was starting to become one of them. Just how deep was it? What lived down there, waiting to eat her?
A rope landed with a splash next to her.
"If I promise we won't kill you, will you come back aboard?" Jack called.
Kate thought about this for a split second before calling, "Do you promise?"
"On my honor!"
"That's not quite good enough! You are a pirate!" Kate yelled.
"Fine! I swear on my own life that we will not kill you!" Jack called.
"Agreed!" Kate yelled as she grabbed onto the rope.
Minutes later she was safe on board the Black Pearl once again. However, this time Jack grabbed her wrists and bound them together with rope. He and Katie then led her into the belly of the ship.
As soon as she had a clear shot, Kate swung with both her fists and hit Jack square in the stomach. He groaned and muttered, "I like her better unconscious."
Katie laughed, but quickly stopped when she saw the death glare on Kate's face. She coughed and said, "Now, Jack, put yourself in her shoes. A day and a half away from a home that's been completely destroyed with complete strangers for company after having been kidnapped by a guy like you."
"What'd'ya mean, a guy like me?" Jack growled at the same time Kate gasped, "A day and a half?!"
Another man entered then. He looked to be about 20 with brown hair and brown eyes. He was lean, but muscular, and he was carrying a sword, which, upon entering, he threw at the wall across from him, narrowly missing both Katie and Kate.
"It's time to practice, Katie," he said, seriously with a hint of roguishness to it.
"Hang on," Katie told him. She turned back to Jack. "I mean, the dreadlocks and guns and knives and a bit intimidating for a young girl like her."
"What do you mean young? I'll have you know, I'm 17!" Kate snapped.
Katie rolled her eyes and said, "Yeah, well I'm. . . I'm. . . er, how old am I?"
"21," responded the man as he pinched Katie on the ass.
"Right, 21," Katie said. "Sorry, I forget some things sometimes. One too many conks on the head," she replied as she reached over and pinched the man's ass as well. "I have bad luck with walls."
"I have bad luck with women," Jack muttered.
"I wonder why with your great bedside manner," Kate told him, sarcastically.
"It still stands, I liked her better unconscious," Jack grumbled.
"Will you take these bloody ropes off me!" Kate yelled.
"If you tell me your name, I will," Jack said, sweetly.
"I can wait," Kate replied, frowning.
"Come on, William, time for practice," Katie said as she dragged the man off.
"It's Will, KATHERINE!" he yelled.
"It's KATIE!" she yelled back.
"I should probably go steer the ship," Jack said as he left.
"Fine, I'll just sit here by myself then!" Kate yelled to his retreating form.
A/N: Okay...here's the first chapter...we've done our job now its your turn to do yours! Its pretty simple folks, you click on the little submit review button and type whatever ya want to say. So...please, we have been severely under-appreciated in our prior works, so much that it drove WeasleyGirl into an intense depression which landed her in Australia....no, not really but she is in Australia...(Alycia and Rhiannon weep openly) and reviews would make us very very very very very happy!