Pirates of the Caribbean: Look to the North
Chapter 1-Island Bound
Captain Rowena Maynard looked up from her compass and out to sea. Her nut-brown hair blew in front of her eyes messily as she tossed her head backwards. This was her ship, and she was captain. She liked the feeling of being in charge. Salty spray flew up from the water, stinging her eyes, but she paid no attention.
Coming up in front of her was a narrow spit of land, covered in palm trees and sand around the edges. As she neared the island, she could make out a figure, standing on the beach and shrieking out into the distance. "We're coming t' an island," She yelled down to her crew below deck. "More like a god-forsaken beach." She muttered under her breath. Rowena pulled out her dagger from her navy-blue sash, just in case this wasn't a friendly islander.
They drew nearer to the land, and Rowena saw that this figure was a man, most likely marooned there by an untrustworthy crew. "You!" She called out to him. He looked up. His face was weather beaten and tan, but she could hardly see it through his beard. "What be the reason for yer stay in. . ." She pulled out her map, but didn't see this island anywhere in the region. She climbed down of her boat when the crew lowered the anchor, and walked over to the sorry creature. "On 'is. . .island, if yeh can say that much 'bout it." The stranger laughed solemnly at the joke and faced Rowena.
"Marooned, by me own crew." She recognized his voice form somewhere, but she couldn't quite place the familiarity. "The name's Rowena. . .Rowena Maynard." She didn't usually expose the fact that she was a woman to most people, but she felt that she knew this stranger, and what difference did it make anyway on an island that nobody knew about? "Rowan?" Said the man. "Yeh said yeh were a man, last time we met. Th' name's Sparrow, CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow." Ah, the pirate she had met in her stay in Singapore. "So now you spect me t' believe that you'ze a woman?"
She noticed the drunken slur that always remained in his voice, since the day they met. Yes, this was Captain Jack Sparrow all right. "Aye. I don't like t' tell people much." She took off her hat, letting her long brown hair cascade off her shoulders. "Listen," He started again. "Since you're the on'y ship 'at came 'round these parts, would yeh mind if I boarded wi' you 'till we reach someplace more, lets say, populated?" "Nah," She replied roughly. "S'long as yeh don't get in th' way." Jack clapped his hands together and tipped them towards Rowena in a motion of thanks. He swaggered behind Rowena as she led him onto her ship, the Dark Jewel. He collapsed in his cabin, Rowena expected from rum and lack of sleep, so she just let him lie there until he woke.
Mearl Roe, her first mate, came and stood next to her. "Rowan," He addressed her. "What did yeh drag in 'is time?" "'im." She gestured toward Jack. "Marooned on 'at island by 'is own crew. Says 'ees Captain Jack Sparrow." Mearl widened his eyes. "THE Captain Jack Sparrow?" She nodded. "Aye. Seen 'im afore. In Singapore. 'e was alone then too." She added wistfully. He looked so miserable without a ship. She knew how that felt. Months before she had been abandoned in Tortuga by her former crew. Not one of her favorite places, but she managed to scrape up a new crew there, so it all paid off in the end.
"Jus' leave 'im there, Roe." She instructed him, seeing his curiosity. "He'll wake up soon 'nough." Mearl Roe sighed, but backed away from the door. That was probably the best idea anyway, because Jack often had fitful sleeps, resulting in bursts of song, or raging arguments between him and god knows who. "Roe, go see if th' rest o' th' crew wants t' go t' Tortuga. I 'ave a strong feelin' we'll be visitin' soon 'nough." Mearl Roe nodded and walked away.
There she stood again, alone and staring off at something. But this time, it wasn't the open ocean. This time, it was the infamous Jack Sparrow, CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow, as he liked it. But without a crew, a ship, or a hat, he didn't really fit the title of Captain to well. Rowena sighed. He was legend. He was famous. He was aboard HER ship. The Dark Jewel had not been known for anything, until now. Now it would be known as the ship that saved Captain Jack Sparrow, legend of the seven seas.
Chapter 1-Island Bound
Captain Rowena Maynard looked up from her compass and out to sea. Her nut-brown hair blew in front of her eyes messily as she tossed her head backwards. This was her ship, and she was captain. She liked the feeling of being in charge. Salty spray flew up from the water, stinging her eyes, but she paid no attention.
Coming up in front of her was a narrow spit of land, covered in palm trees and sand around the edges. As she neared the island, she could make out a figure, standing on the beach and shrieking out into the distance. "We're coming t' an island," She yelled down to her crew below deck. "More like a god-forsaken beach." She muttered under her breath. Rowena pulled out her dagger from her navy-blue sash, just in case this wasn't a friendly islander.
They drew nearer to the land, and Rowena saw that this figure was a man, most likely marooned there by an untrustworthy crew. "You!" She called out to him. He looked up. His face was weather beaten and tan, but she could hardly see it through his beard. "What be the reason for yer stay in. . ." She pulled out her map, but didn't see this island anywhere in the region. She climbed down of her boat when the crew lowered the anchor, and walked over to the sorry creature. "On 'is. . .island, if yeh can say that much 'bout it." The stranger laughed solemnly at the joke and faced Rowena.
"Marooned, by me own crew." She recognized his voice form somewhere, but she couldn't quite place the familiarity. "The name's Rowena. . .Rowena Maynard." She didn't usually expose the fact that she was a woman to most people, but she felt that she knew this stranger, and what difference did it make anyway on an island that nobody knew about? "Rowan?" Said the man. "Yeh said yeh were a man, last time we met. Th' name's Sparrow, CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow." Ah, the pirate she had met in her stay in Singapore. "So now you spect me t' believe that you'ze a woman?"
She noticed the drunken slur that always remained in his voice, since the day they met. Yes, this was Captain Jack Sparrow all right. "Aye. I don't like t' tell people much." She took off her hat, letting her long brown hair cascade off her shoulders. "Listen," He started again. "Since you're the on'y ship 'at came 'round these parts, would yeh mind if I boarded wi' you 'till we reach someplace more, lets say, populated?" "Nah," She replied roughly. "S'long as yeh don't get in th' way." Jack clapped his hands together and tipped them towards Rowena in a motion of thanks. He swaggered behind Rowena as she led him onto her ship, the Dark Jewel. He collapsed in his cabin, Rowena expected from rum and lack of sleep, so she just let him lie there until he woke.
Mearl Roe, her first mate, came and stood next to her. "Rowan," He addressed her. "What did yeh drag in 'is time?" "'im." She gestured toward Jack. "Marooned on 'at island by 'is own crew. Says 'ees Captain Jack Sparrow." Mearl widened his eyes. "THE Captain Jack Sparrow?" She nodded. "Aye. Seen 'im afore. In Singapore. 'e was alone then too." She added wistfully. He looked so miserable without a ship. She knew how that felt. Months before she had been abandoned in Tortuga by her former crew. Not one of her favorite places, but she managed to scrape up a new crew there, so it all paid off in the end.
"Jus' leave 'im there, Roe." She instructed him, seeing his curiosity. "He'll wake up soon 'nough." Mearl Roe sighed, but backed away from the door. That was probably the best idea anyway, because Jack often had fitful sleeps, resulting in bursts of song, or raging arguments between him and god knows who. "Roe, go see if th' rest o' th' crew wants t' go t' Tortuga. I 'ave a strong feelin' we'll be visitin' soon 'nough." Mearl Roe nodded and walked away.
There she stood again, alone and staring off at something. But this time, it wasn't the open ocean. This time, it was the infamous Jack Sparrow, CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow, as he liked it. But without a crew, a ship, or a hat, he didn't really fit the title of Captain to well. Rowena sighed. He was legend. He was famous. He was aboard HER ship. The Dark Jewel had not been known for anything, until now. Now it would be known as the ship that saved Captain Jack Sparrow, legend of the seven seas.