Pirates of the Caribbean
Revenge is Ever so Sweet
Stop thief! He's on the roof!"
On the roof tops a figure, more than less a person. The police of the small town fired they're guns only to miss every time. This 'man' was fast, but soon he would be caught, and everything would be in order. The thief in fact, stole a priceless jewel of the Mayor of their small but fair town, and he wasn't about to leave here alive. The mysterious person ran as fast as they really could go, making leaps across the gaps of the houses.
"We almost got him!"
The person shook they're head, smirking at how stupid some people really are. The man jumped some more of the houses as the police continued they're useless firing at him. He seemed to have the movements of cat, but that all seemed to end as one wrong turned forced the thief to miss a ledge and fall, literally on someone.
"Bloody hell!"
The thief stood up, showing not a man, but a woman's face.
"What's yer bloody problem?!" asked the man getting up, well stumbling along than up normal wise.
"Jack?" asked the woman.
He looked up and gesturing with his hands, "That's CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow, love."
She shook her head, "You'll never change."
"He has to be here somewhere! Find him!!"
Jack looked at the woman, "Miss Ayama, what a pleasant surprise to be meeting ye here."
Ayama half smiled at him, "Drinking?" "Of course." Ayama gave a small laugh as Jack swayed off balance.
"Yer just the person I've been lookin' for," said Jack giving some more of his unique hand gestures at her.
"Really now? Well, Captain, I'm sorry to inform you, but I'm not in the mood for your games, savvy?" Ayama said mocking his movements, and briskly turned around walking away.
"I have news about yer family."
That got her attention. She turned around with wide eyes at him, he grinned at her.
"You aren't lying are you? I know you aren't the world's most honest man," said Ayama eyeing him raising her left eyebrow.
"At least I'm honest about my dishonesty," said Jack grinning.
Ayama half smiled, "True, but what have you got?"
"I know where your family is."
"You already said that."
"HE HAS TO BE HERE SOMEWHERE! KEEP LOOKING!!"
Ayama grinned mischievously at Jack who in return didn't like the looks of it.
"Love, what are you thinking?"
"Jack, tell me, how long have we known each other?" Ayama asked still with that grin you should never trust.
"Well, about ten years, ye were only a small annoying kid, but look at ye now," said Jack gesturing and swaying dangerously about.
"Oh, what a charmer you are," said Ayama flatly and quickly added, "I'm in a hurry, if you haven't notice-or rather heard, that the police are after me." She looked behind her to make sure no one was there, they haven't found her yet.
"Well, do ye want me to take you home?"
Ayama thought about this, but it didn't take long as a bullet went by her ear.
"Yes! Let's go!" shouted Ayama as the bullets went flying as she grabbed Jack's arm and disappearing in the dark of night.
^^this is my first POTC fic, so please don't be too evil to me! I don't know if it is good. So tell me.
Revenge is Ever so Sweet
Stop thief! He's on the roof!"
On the roof tops a figure, more than less a person. The police of the small town fired they're guns only to miss every time. This 'man' was fast, but soon he would be caught, and everything would be in order. The thief in fact, stole a priceless jewel of the Mayor of their small but fair town, and he wasn't about to leave here alive. The mysterious person ran as fast as they really could go, making leaps across the gaps of the houses.
"We almost got him!"
The person shook they're head, smirking at how stupid some people really are. The man jumped some more of the houses as the police continued they're useless firing at him. He seemed to have the movements of cat, but that all seemed to end as one wrong turned forced the thief to miss a ledge and fall, literally on someone.
"Bloody hell!"
The thief stood up, showing not a man, but a woman's face.
"What's yer bloody problem?!" asked the man getting up, well stumbling along than up normal wise.
"Jack?" asked the woman.
He looked up and gesturing with his hands, "That's CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow, love."
She shook her head, "You'll never change."
"He has to be here somewhere! Find him!!"
Jack looked at the woman, "Miss Ayama, what a pleasant surprise to be meeting ye here."
Ayama half smiled at him, "Drinking?" "Of course." Ayama gave a small laugh as Jack swayed off balance.
"Yer just the person I've been lookin' for," said Jack giving some more of his unique hand gestures at her.
"Really now? Well, Captain, I'm sorry to inform you, but I'm not in the mood for your games, savvy?" Ayama said mocking his movements, and briskly turned around walking away.
"I have news about yer family."
That got her attention. She turned around with wide eyes at him, he grinned at her.
"You aren't lying are you? I know you aren't the world's most honest man," said Ayama eyeing him raising her left eyebrow.
"At least I'm honest about my dishonesty," said Jack grinning.
Ayama half smiled, "True, but what have you got?"
"I know where your family is."
"You already said that."
"HE HAS TO BE HERE SOMEWHERE! KEEP LOOKING!!"
Ayama grinned mischievously at Jack who in return didn't like the looks of it.
"Love, what are you thinking?"
"Jack, tell me, how long have we known each other?" Ayama asked still with that grin you should never trust.
"Well, about ten years, ye were only a small annoying kid, but look at ye now," said Jack gesturing and swaying dangerously about.
"Oh, what a charmer you are," said Ayama flatly and quickly added, "I'm in a hurry, if you haven't notice-or rather heard, that the police are after me." She looked behind her to make sure no one was there, they haven't found her yet.
"Well, do ye want me to take you home?"
Ayama thought about this, but it didn't take long as a bullet went by her ear.
"Yes! Let's go!" shouted Ayama as the bullets went flying as she grabbed Jack's arm and disappearing in the dark of night.
^^this is my first POTC fic, so please don't be too evil to me! I don't know if it is good. So tell me.
