By bitmaxmouse
Disclaimers: Pirates of the Caribbean are not mine.
In the end, he respected Alex's wishes and did not reveal her gender to the rest of the crew. During the day, she kept her disguise on while helping around the men. She was quiet, efficient and never complained for a moment. But at the same time, she never spoke. Which perhaps unnerved the other men, since they were a jovial crew that liked singing and drinking their hearts out while … singing some more. Alex's silence kept them on edge. Like she was judging and studying them. They were a pretty smart crew. After all, they saw her take down Brutus within minutes without breaking a sweat or feeling remorse.
When one of the men asked Alex about what he thought after he killed Brutus. Alex shrugged and said, "What's done is done."
Perchance, the cold, ineffectual comment made her more frightening than ever. She didn't feel guilty when she killed Brutus, but neither did she revel in it. Emotion was a rarity around her.
However, there was one person on the crew who had managed to get closer to Alex than Jack Sparrow. Unsurprisingly enough, it was Anamaria; the only female member of the crew.
Alex had first approached her when it was Anamaria's turn to peel the potatoes for dinner that night. Alex had promptly seated herself in a short tripod seat and picked up a knife to help with the peeling. For the first dozen potatoes, the two were silent as they nimbly worked their knives.
Eventually, it was Alex who broke the silence. "How do the men treat you?"
Anamaria froze mid-peeling; shocked that Alex had spoken to her. "U-uh, umm… well. They treat me with respect, like a crew member… Everything was fine, until Jack brought on Brutus."
Alex tilted her slowly, as if she was slowly contemplating what Anamaria said. "Go on."
"He tried to take advantage of me one night."
Alex snorted, "Why did Jack hire an idiot like that anyways?"
Anamaria's eyes widened again, amazed that Alex had shown an opinion and criticized the captain. "I-I'm not too sure. Well, I mean, I know Brutus was pretty strong."
"… But he kept getting in fights?" Alex finished.
Anamaria nodded, still watching Alex with caution. Alex tossed another peeled potato into the wooden bowl on the kitchen table. "Good thing I came along huh?"
Anamaria shrugged and then nodded, "He never followed Jack's rules…" Anamaria gulped quietly, "I've been sleeping better lately."
Alex nodded, "That's good."
Alex reached over and took the last potato in the basket, "Why don't you take a break. I'll finish this up."
"Uh.. Oh.. .okay…" Anamaria nodded dumbly, still stunned and nervous. "Thank you."
Alex waved her hand, indicating that Anamaria could go and that she was alright.
~~~~
"I found Anamaria sketching earlier. I thought she was supposed to peel the potatoes." Jack commented as he walked up to Alex, who was standing under the forestay sail, right at the fatter end of the bow. She stood steadily in her spot, feet wide apart, unfazed by the large waves that the ship was traveling over.
Alex didn't turn around, but still spoke, "I was bored, looking for something to do."
Jack raised a brow to study Alex, but when Alex made no subtle underlying shift, he shrugged and looked towards the left side of the boat with his hands behind his back. "You know, the men are talking. They're sort of scared of you."
Alex shrugged nonchalantly. Causing Jack to sigh, "Oh, and also they're talking…"
"About…"
"Why you sleep in my cabin."
"If you don't wa…"
"No no, it's not that. It's just… they're talking."
Alex turned around, but didn't face Jack, as she headed down the stairs toward the hold, she stopped next to Jack, still facing forward. "Then tell them that I'm taking over second in command."
"But…"
"After all, I did kill Brutus didn't I? No one would question your decision, especially after they saw how I cut him down." Alex's voice was slightly darker now, with a slight vibrating tone. And knowing that Alex was a woman, the dusky voice made him difficult to think, or in this case, decide…on his own.
Jack nodded as he licked his lips, "Alright."
Meanwhile a part of him gave an exasperated sigh about how pathetic he was.
Alex smirked under her disguise. "Good."
~~~
It was a bit disturbing how insightful Alex was. Just as she had said, the men accepted her new position: no questions, no complaints. It wasn't until later that Jack realized that the men were afraid of suffering the same fate as Brutus. Damn, he kept forgetting that Alex was a guy to the men. Not a female.
Alex accepted the position with the nod of a head and a 'Thank you'. She didn't gloat like Brutus and Barbossa had when they received their promotion. She didn't immediately threaten the men, abusing her power off the bat. Instead she pulled a map from behind her back and pinned a location around the British colonies (also known as America).
She announced loudly to the men, "While I was docked around New Amsterdam, I heard news about a large shipment of Indigo and cotton coming out of Virginia. If we start north now, we should be able to come across the ship about half a day before it can spot land."
The men started to cheer as they started for their stations to turn the ship north. Jack looked at Alex, wide-eyed, he didn't even expect for her to pull something like that. If the looting went well, the men would have immense faith in her. This would work to her advantage, especially if her gender were accidentally revealed. Making so that Jack had no advantage over her whatsoever.
'Clever. She's very clever." Jack thought as he stroked his beard.
Alex turned to Jack as he was contemplating Alex's plan. She watched him with piercing 'don't mess with me' eyes that made him blink and turn away. '… and intimidating too.'
~~~~
Late that night Jack found Alex keeping watch while sitting on one of the booms, the gauze covering her face was slightly loose so that her right cheek and nose were also visible. But she made sure that she didn't show too much, just in case.
Jack quietly snuck behind her, hoping to scare her. He let out a 'BOO!' as he grabbed her around her waist. Alex jumped slightly, causing Jack to smirk, 'So I did get her.'
When suddenly, Alex reached down and pulled his head up by his bandana.
"Revenge is going to be a bitch." She hissed as her hold tightened and then shoved him back onto his butt.
A sinking feeling settled into Jack's stomach, he really shouldn't have done that.
~~~
Jack waited around for 5 days and nothing happened. His nervous energy was at an all time high as he anticipated Alex's revenge. Every time she passed by him, he watched her like a frightened cat.
When it finally happened, he vowed never to mess with Alex again.
He had woken up cold and thought Alex's revenge was taking his sheets. Jack shook his head and snickered, "She was just bluffing."
But as he shifted, he realized that he wasn't lying on a soft mattress. Jack eyes suddenly widened and he abruptly sat up.
Only to find that he was sitting on a VERY small raft… in the middle of the ocean and the Black Pearl was sailing away in the distance.
"SHIT!!!!!" Jack screamed.
Cont…
Note: sore from Warped Tour. Urg… typing hurts…
Disclaimers: Pirates of the Caribbean are not mine.
In the end, he respected Alex's wishes and did not reveal her gender to the rest of the crew. During the day, she kept her disguise on while helping around the men. She was quiet, efficient and never complained for a moment. But at the same time, she never spoke. Which perhaps unnerved the other men, since they were a jovial crew that liked singing and drinking their hearts out while … singing some more. Alex's silence kept them on edge. Like she was judging and studying them. They were a pretty smart crew. After all, they saw her take down Brutus within minutes without breaking a sweat or feeling remorse.
When one of the men asked Alex about what he thought after he killed Brutus. Alex shrugged and said, "What's done is done."
Perchance, the cold, ineffectual comment made her more frightening than ever. She didn't feel guilty when she killed Brutus, but neither did she revel in it. Emotion was a rarity around her.
However, there was one person on the crew who had managed to get closer to Alex than Jack Sparrow. Unsurprisingly enough, it was Anamaria; the only female member of the crew.
Alex had first approached her when it was Anamaria's turn to peel the potatoes for dinner that night. Alex had promptly seated herself in a short tripod seat and picked up a knife to help with the peeling. For the first dozen potatoes, the two were silent as they nimbly worked their knives.
Eventually, it was Alex who broke the silence. "How do the men treat you?"
Anamaria froze mid-peeling; shocked that Alex had spoken to her. "U-uh, umm… well. They treat me with respect, like a crew member… Everything was fine, until Jack brought on Brutus."
Alex tilted her slowly, as if she was slowly contemplating what Anamaria said. "Go on."
"He tried to take advantage of me one night."
Alex snorted, "Why did Jack hire an idiot like that anyways?"
Anamaria's eyes widened again, amazed that Alex had shown an opinion and criticized the captain. "I-I'm not too sure. Well, I mean, I know Brutus was pretty strong."
"… But he kept getting in fights?" Alex finished.
Anamaria nodded, still watching Alex with caution. Alex tossed another peeled potato into the wooden bowl on the kitchen table. "Good thing I came along huh?"
Anamaria shrugged and then nodded, "He never followed Jack's rules…" Anamaria gulped quietly, "I've been sleeping better lately."
Alex nodded, "That's good."
Alex reached over and took the last potato in the basket, "Why don't you take a break. I'll finish this up."
"Uh.. Oh.. .okay…" Anamaria nodded dumbly, still stunned and nervous. "Thank you."
Alex waved her hand, indicating that Anamaria could go and that she was alright.
~~~~
"I found Anamaria sketching earlier. I thought she was supposed to peel the potatoes." Jack commented as he walked up to Alex, who was standing under the forestay sail, right at the fatter end of the bow. She stood steadily in her spot, feet wide apart, unfazed by the large waves that the ship was traveling over.
Alex didn't turn around, but still spoke, "I was bored, looking for something to do."
Jack raised a brow to study Alex, but when Alex made no subtle underlying shift, he shrugged and looked towards the left side of the boat with his hands behind his back. "You know, the men are talking. They're sort of scared of you."
Alex shrugged nonchalantly. Causing Jack to sigh, "Oh, and also they're talking…"
"About…"
"Why you sleep in my cabin."
"If you don't wa…"
"No no, it's not that. It's just… they're talking."
Alex turned around, but didn't face Jack, as she headed down the stairs toward the hold, she stopped next to Jack, still facing forward. "Then tell them that I'm taking over second in command."
"But…"
"After all, I did kill Brutus didn't I? No one would question your decision, especially after they saw how I cut him down." Alex's voice was slightly darker now, with a slight vibrating tone. And knowing that Alex was a woman, the dusky voice made him difficult to think, or in this case, decide…on his own.
Jack nodded as he licked his lips, "Alright."
Meanwhile a part of him gave an exasperated sigh about how pathetic he was.
Alex smirked under her disguise. "Good."
~~~
It was a bit disturbing how insightful Alex was. Just as she had said, the men accepted her new position: no questions, no complaints. It wasn't until later that Jack realized that the men were afraid of suffering the same fate as Brutus. Damn, he kept forgetting that Alex was a guy to the men. Not a female.
Alex accepted the position with the nod of a head and a 'Thank you'. She didn't gloat like Brutus and Barbossa had when they received their promotion. She didn't immediately threaten the men, abusing her power off the bat. Instead she pulled a map from behind her back and pinned a location around the British colonies (also known as America).
She announced loudly to the men, "While I was docked around New Amsterdam, I heard news about a large shipment of Indigo and cotton coming out of Virginia. If we start north now, we should be able to come across the ship about half a day before it can spot land."
The men started to cheer as they started for their stations to turn the ship north. Jack looked at Alex, wide-eyed, he didn't even expect for her to pull something like that. If the looting went well, the men would have immense faith in her. This would work to her advantage, especially if her gender were accidentally revealed. Making so that Jack had no advantage over her whatsoever.
'Clever. She's very clever." Jack thought as he stroked his beard.
Alex turned to Jack as he was contemplating Alex's plan. She watched him with piercing 'don't mess with me' eyes that made him blink and turn away. '… and intimidating too.'
~~~~
Late that night Jack found Alex keeping watch while sitting on one of the booms, the gauze covering her face was slightly loose so that her right cheek and nose were also visible. But she made sure that she didn't show too much, just in case.
Jack quietly snuck behind her, hoping to scare her. He let out a 'BOO!' as he grabbed her around her waist. Alex jumped slightly, causing Jack to smirk, 'So I did get her.'
When suddenly, Alex reached down and pulled his head up by his bandana.
"Revenge is going to be a bitch." She hissed as her hold tightened and then shoved him back onto his butt.
A sinking feeling settled into Jack's stomach, he really shouldn't have done that.
~~~
Jack waited around for 5 days and nothing happened. His nervous energy was at an all time high as he anticipated Alex's revenge. Every time she passed by him, he watched her like a frightened cat.
When it finally happened, he vowed never to mess with Alex again.
He had woken up cold and thought Alex's revenge was taking his sheets. Jack shook his head and snickered, "She was just bluffing."
But as he shifted, he realized that he wasn't lying on a soft mattress. Jack eyes suddenly widened and he abruptly sat up.
Only to find that he was sitting on a VERY small raft… in the middle of the ocean and the Black Pearl was sailing away in the distance.
"SHIT!!!!!" Jack screamed.
Cont…
Note: sore from Warped Tour. Urg… typing hurts…