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Chapter Two- Good as dead

"Oh please, I give him a half hour before he's drunk of his rocker and we have to throw him out." Naida said while scrubbing down the bar top.

"I certainly wouldn't mind doing that."

Naida rolled her eyes at the red-head beside her. Miranda Williams was her name and shagging sailors was her game. Personally, Naida found it absolutely repulsive.

"Lord, Miranda, can't you go one night without some poor sailor warming your bed?"

"What can I say, darling… it gets cold."

"Gets cold my arse." The sprite muttered.

"Oh come on Naida, you can't say that this one doesn't look nice."

Naida stuck her tongue out in reply.

"Fine, then. No sailors for you." Miranda said resolutely, and no sooner had those words left her lips was she sauntering over to her next victim.

Naida rolled her eyes and gave the counter one last swipe before leaving duty to one of the other girls and going out for air.

There was a soft breeze that played with her brown locks and the brunette smiled as she smelt the sea air further off. God how I love that smell. Deciding to take a chance, Naida ran down to the shore and put her feet in. The water was so cool. It was at times like that that Naida truly missed her immortality, her ability to breathe and frolic in bodies of water for eternity. Two years had passed since that fateful day and the young woman had actually found herself more comfortable with mortals the she did with her own fey, and for that, she was happy she had chosen what she did. It had been difficult at first, she had always wanted to let go of her glamour, for even though she was mortal Naida still possessed the power to drop her human appearance and had the ability to see other fey.

After scanning the area to see if anyone was watching, Naida stepped out of the water and slipped off her dress, leaving her in just her shift. Breathing a sigh of relief, the sprite waded into the ocean before completely submerging herself in the crystal depths. It felt so good. Naida stayed under the cool surface for as long as her mortal lungs would allow before breaking the surface and gulping down air like a starved animal, she smiled as droplets of water trickled down her face and neck… Oh Gods how she missed this.

The sprite knew that it was time to get back to her shift; she knew that if her boss found out that she was leaving the other girls with all the work she would get no pay... but it didn't matter anymore, Naida could only feel the water and every curious inhabitant acclimating to her presence. She heard their whispers among the waves and sighed blissfully.

"It's the runaway sprite-"

"Naida the nymph-"

"The only sprite ever to fall in love with a mortal-"

Several minutes later, Naida returned to the bar.

"Where the hell 'ave you been?!" A voice roared.

"I needed some air." The sprite answered simply.

"Air. Ye left the whole bar te Jenny, because you needed some air! Yer soaking wet, Naida!"

"…I fell into a puddle?" She asked nervously.

"No pay." Her boss growled.

He began to walk away when Naida's mischievous and reckless nature kicked in. "No pay." She mimicked under her breath, unfortunately for her, the man providing her with her salary had incredible hearing. He turned.

"What did you say?"

"N-nothing sir!"

He was red in the face and Naida thought that if she were to poke him with a pin, he would pop. The thought made her giggle.

"And what is so amusin', Miss?"

"N-nothing, sir!"

"I'll give ye somethin' te laugh about, damned wench! Yer no longer welcome here, so get her arse out of my bar!"

Damned idiot! Stupid, pathetic men! I shouldn't have even been there to begin with! I should've gotten a job as a tutor or a dancer or something… Bloody thrice damned cur! Just because I-"

Someone ran past Naida and she almost lost her footing, soon, there were yells of a pirate running rampant through her small village in Crete. Naida's eyes widened and she instantly opened her mouth to scream.

"Over here! Constables over here! The pirate-"

She was grabbed from behind and dragged into an alleyway while a hand clamped down over her mouth. The sprite tried to scream and kick but that only resulted in the arms tightening around her slim figure. She bit down on her assailant's hand, hard. The person cursed and for an instant, the hold slackened. Naida took advantage of this and threw the person off her. She screamed again. The sprite scrambled to her feet and started to run. A hand caught her ankle and she fell to the floor, scraping her elbows and ripping some of her dress. The same hand was over her mouth and Naida was satisfied when she heard silent curses muttered from a very male mouth. The nymph still tried to scream, but with little luck. She elbowed the man and he held her tight to him. She finally got a glimpse of his face. Naida couldn't see much, but what she could see made her instantly stop her antics; his lashes were long and his eyes were smeared with kohl but the orbs in themselves seemed to be a work of art. They were a rich dark brown color and seemed to be so deep that they could have a life of their own.

"Finally…" The man's voice muttered.

Naida frowned in confusion. Finally? She nipped at his hand and his eyes locked with hers.

"Is there a problem, Miss?" he asked curiously.

Naida rolled her eyes. Honestly… She felt the man smooth back her damp hair from her face and grin lopsidedly in approval. The sprite narrowed her eyes dangerously and elbowed him.

"Feisty…" He murmured to himself. This made Naida bite down on his hand again and he instantly let go of her mouth, she wormed her way out of his grasp and glared daggers at the man before her, tried to run again but he caught her hand.

"Jesus, love… no need to bite…"

The coppers had long since gone and at this point, Naida was just focused on running home to her rundown cottage. She tried to rip her hand out of his grasp but the man's hand circled her waist and dragged her back into the alley.

"Ah, ah, ah… You're not getting away that easy, love… How do I know that you're not going to tell your lovely coppers about me, eh?"

Naida was pressed against the wall and the pirate had a hand on either side of her head, he was inches away from her body. She hit his chest. "Get away from me." She growled.

The pirate rolled his eyes. "As much as I would love to leave your beautiful self in this alley, I would be too worried about your beautiful self going to tell the coppers, savvy?"

"Just let me go! I won't tell anyone, I swear!"

"Promise?" He asked innocently.

"…Promise." Naida answered.

The man pressed his hips to Naida's and she gasped, he smirked.

"I promised, now let me go."

He merely brought one of his hands to take a wisp of her hair from hiding her face.

"The name's Captain Jack Sparrow, darling."

"The name's not darling, pirate." She retorted saucily.

The Captain tutted and shook his head, and only then did Naida notice his dreadlocks. They were held in a red bandanna and many beads were woven into them. His hair brushed against her face, it made her nose itch.

"Now, love. We're not going to get anywhere with that attitude of yours."

Naida pushed against Captain Sparrow's hips with her own, he had a sharp intake of breath and the sprite smirked. "Let. Me. Go."

Jack pushed on her hips with his own again. "You could torture a man like that, darling." He whispered.

She pounded on his chest. "Just let me go now, and I won't tell a soul."

The pirate smirked and gave her a peck on the lips, with a tip of his hat, he was gone.

Naida touched her lips hesitantly and her eyes flared with anger. How dare he? No one had kissed her since James and she was just fine with that. James had been her everything, and she wasn't about to betray him by being with another man.

Naida ran back to her cottage, curly locks billowing in the wind, and collapsed on her small bed. That man is as good as dead if I ever see him again.

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