A/N: Sorry this took a while to write, I've been busy but hopefully I'll get some more chapters up soon... In the mean time, enjoy!
The fair winds whistled in the silence that engulfed the Black Pearl as the squabbling pirates turned in the direction of the source of the disruption. A rather beautiful source at that!
River Song stood tall and glistening in the sunshine on the deck's balcony above all the other pirates, as they looked up at her she appeared as a true pirate goddess. She was dressed in knee-high brown boots with high heels as always, a dark navy skirt that was initially three quarter length but she had ripped it to above her knees, a tight cream blouse with criss-crossing lace which showed a lot of cleavage, a dark blue pirate coat with a split up the back and on top of her golden curls sat a black pirate hat. She had a sword in hand pointing to the men at the bottom of the staircase and little less than amused face piercing through them.
"I'm fed up with your arguing so we're going to settle this like civilized adults." River began in a serious tone. She slid down the banister of the staircase and leapt off landing squarely in front of the three bickering men. "Now then, let's get this sorted."
"If I refuse to take orders from him..." Jack pointed to Barbossa. "Then I definitely won't take orders from a woman!" he objected as he strode up to her with a bizarre spring in his step.
"I'm not any woman." River smirked in her cheeky tone raising her eyebrows. She tapped Jack's chest with the sword before pivoting on her heels and strolling around the three men who were cemented to the spot.
"I'll listen to ye lass; just put that hat down somewhere safe." Barbossa spoke calmly, his eyes never leaving the headwear on top of River's curls. Jack looked confused as he returned his stare to the hat atop River's head.
"Ah..." she mused in realisation. "This hat, you say?" she slipped the sword underneath the hat and lifted it off her head. "Well... as long as you all do exactly as I say then I may be slightly more careful..." she winked to the Doctor.
The Doctor meanwhile just stood in silence letting River do what she had to. He was already on the pirates' bad side; he didn't want to get in any more trouble. She had all of the power in the situation and was using it well- too well!
"But if anyone tries any funny business then I may just let this hat slip and fall into the sea..." she was spinning the hat on the tip of the sword before flinging it off to one side causing all the pirates to gasp, She leaned her body to the side bending her knee to catch the hat on the tip again, she had done it so expertly and effortlessly as she pulled the sword close to her body again sliding her leg back to her side. "...Or maybe I could slice it in half..." she used the sword to throw the hat up in the air then tilted the sword so the sharp edge of the blade was facing the hat. As it fell back down she quickly turned the sword on the flat side, the hat resting on top of it. "...Or I could even cut a hole in the top..." she once again used the sword to toss the hat in the air ready to catch it on the point and as it made contact she gently moved the sword with the movement of the hat so no hole would be cut as the force of the impact wouldn't have been strong enough. "...depending on how you annoy me!" She grinned that mischievous grin that the Doctor was all too familiar with.
All the other pirates had been silent, keeping a watchful eye on River as she clearly showed how to harness power when the opportunity arose. Barbossa decided to step up before this intelligent and dangerous female done something that someone would regret.
"Alright, we'll stop bickerin'. Just hand the hat to me." Barbossa walked towards her with a cautious step.
"I think I'll keep the hat, just in case..." She strolled closer to the men still grinning widely. "So... this hat that I'm wearing... what's so important about it?" she casually asked Barbossa as she twiddled the sword in her hand with the point on the index finger of her other hand.
"That hat belonged to the pirate known as 'Jolly Roger'- the first pirate to be precise." He explained. Jack carefully observed the hat once more, now a look of disbelief washed over his face.
"Jolly Roger you say?" she repeated now making eye contact with him. She was intrigued.
"Like on the flag..." The Doctor realised although the name was familiar in some other way.
"Hush Sweetie, let the grown-ups do the talking." She used the sword to gesture between her and Barbossa. "So what's so special about the hat?" she turned her attention back to Barbossa.
"When the hat is placed on the skull of Jolly Roger himself under the Blood Moon on the anniversary of his death it is said to resurrect him." Barbossa recited.
"So is it the anniversary of his death?" the Doctor asked.
"Aye, we're heading to where he was killed now- to the Isle of Misfortune." Barbossa explained.
The Doctor walked over to River and scanned the hat on her head for anything abnormal. She simply stood with her arms folded rolling her eyes at him. When she grew fed up she just shoved past him sighing heavily. The Doctor looked at the readings which were all messed up; he couldn't get a clear signal. Something was happening and it certainly was not good...
"Captain Barbossa, you said that you recognised the 'blue box' may I ask why?" she questioned the captain at the wheel.
"The legend of the man in the blue box, Jolly Roger himself knew that man who travelled in it and he helped him on several occasions." Barbossa explained.
"Really?" River asked rhetorically as she glanced over to the Doctor who was now scanning Jack with his sonic screwdriver. Jack stood watching every movement of the sonic screwdriver with a confused expression. After a few moments he grew annoyed and swatted the Doctor's hand away.
"My ears are burning, are you two talking about me?" the Doctor strolled over casually. "You're telling her about the legend, right?" he asked.
"Aye about you and Jolly Roger..." he answered.
"Ah, the one I don't remember..." The Doctor murmured.
"It really is you isn't it?" Barbossa studied the Doctor. "The captain with no first name."
Jack approached them quietly eavesdropping on the conversation. His eyes glanced at the Doctor then approvingly eyeing River and what he saw of her chest and legs. "So you knew Jolly Roger eh?" he questioned.
"Apparently so..." the Doctor replied.
"Funny, because you don't look 300." Jack chuckled.
"Oh, I'm older than that..." the Doctor spoke highly of himself.
Jack glanced at him sceptically then raised an inquisitive eyebrow to Barbossa. The brown-bearded pirate simply shrugged his shoulders as if to say 'just let him do what he has to...'
"Captain!" a husky voice called from the deck above.
"What?" Barbossa, Jack and the Doctor all asked in unison then glared at each other.
River folded her arms and rolled her eyes 'tutting' the three men. The grey haired, bearded man on the deck above mirrored her eye rolling.
"The current Captain!" he sighed.
"That's me seeing as I am the captain of the blue box who is a legendary figure so I am the captain." The Doctor strode up the stairs.
"Hang on; it's my ship so I'm Captain." Jack followed him up the stairs.
"Actually I'm Captain, I have the title and the crew addresses me by that title!" Barbossa ran up the wooden steps to the deck above.
"What be the problem Gibbs?" Barbossa asked when he reached the others at the side of the boat. Joshamee Gibbs has been a loyal member of the Black Pearl crew for a considerably long time and all the other crew respected him greatly.
River strode up the stairs with the three 'Captains' wanting to be included as she did have some power over them and rightfully deserved to know what's what just as much as they did. She looked over the Doctor's shoulder out to sea as did Jack, only he appeared more cautious than curious.
"...Trouble." Gibbs stated.
"Aye, a storms 'a brewing, it's nearly time..." Barbossa watched the horizon darken with black clouds as the winds rose to a vicious howl.
The sky turned grey with thick clouds and a loud rumbling echoed across the sea. The waves crashed against the Black Pearl spraying tiny droplets all over the deck. They weren't roaring with the storm surge, instead they were moaning like they were in pain.
"What sort of a storm is this?" The Doctor inquired.
"The Storm of the Damned..."