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That night, Louis made his way to the cot area. Pintel and Ragetti were already asleep, and Cotton was smiling, listening to his chattering parrot. Louis smiled, for he never felt more at home than on a ship- pirate or not.
Barbossa had, unfortunately, no need for a Cabin boy, and was quick to leave young Louis behind. He said he only wanted the toughest men on ship, and Louis was certainly not the toughest. He was more naïve: a happy and content spirit. He wanted nothing more than to just be on a ship, but for Barbossa that wasn't enough.
So the young man was left on Tortuga alone for a year, working in that rotten pub in exchange for shelter and food. He tried to find other work on sailing ships, but no captains took him seriously enough to allow him on board.
Finally, when he overheard the nefarious Captain Jack Sparrow discussing a creature he knew wholly about, he couldn't contain his joy. His father, who was useless at child-rearing as he was a God fearing individual, and his paranoid tales would finally come in handy.
Louis crawled into a hammock and looked out the small porthole next to his head. He couldn't believe all he had faced previously- all he had seen and done. The zombie crew, mermaids, and the Fountain of Youth… It was all so amazing and he couldn't wait to get back into the adventures.
He knew that this was no time to feel giddy- they were about to face an evil demon and he knew that he may not make it out alive. He found himself not caring.
He wondered sometimes what the point of life was if you weren't constantly dangling over the edge of death.
It was this curious pursuit of simply wanting more that led him to join Blackbeard's crew in the first place. Blackbeard wasn't as hesitant to accept him- after he pillaged Louis's quiet French village when Louis was thirteen- and soon Louis was one of the few living members of the crew.
It was a few years of wild adventure and cruel treatment before an angel of some sorts came to join their crew. She was Blackbeard's daughter, and it seemed he would listen to most of her suggestions- including a less harsh treatment of the sailors. Angelica, as she came to be known as, took a particular liking to Louis. She saw in him innocence and a satisfied aura that, she confessed to Louis one night, made her feel better about being on this ship.
Louis was seventeen when Phillip Swift, a missionary, was forced onto the ship. He was supposed to have been murdered, but Angelica protested- begging her father to let Phillip help save his soul. Blackbeard agreed.
When Louis was eighteen, the crew of the Queen Anne's Revenge began to get tense. A prophecy went around, saying Blackbeard would be killed by a one legged man. This sent him into a rage, and he soon became obsessed with the Fountain of Youth. Angelica did anything to help her father, including kidnapping Jack Sparrow and manipulating him.
Louis closed his eyes and images from the past year flashed before his eyes- seeing the mermaids, watching explosion after explosion, viewing the Fountain of Youth and gazing at it work its magic in action. It was shocking, to say the least, to watch his old Captain shrivel up and dissolve into nothing, and when Barbossa took claim of the Queen Anne's Revenge, Louis assumed it meant he took claim of him, too.
Then Barbossa dumped him in Tortuga and he was stuck…
He drifted off to sleep with happy thoughts of the full adventure that waited him, beyond the horizon on the Black Pearl.
AN: Short chapter, but that's because ya'll get TWO tonight! And what do I get in return? (Better be some reviews...)
In other news, this story is about to s-l-o-w down action wise. It's kind of speeding along, but that's because yeah. Hopefully the chapters will be getting longer but that all depends on some nice re-inforcement... ;) Just kidding. Sort of.
This was from Louis' point of view, and yeah, it's kind of a re-cap of On Stranger Tides but it's from the Cabin Boy's point of view. So hopefully interesting.
Anyway... The next part is on its way! :D