Even Villains Learn to Love
Disclaimer: I do not own anyone in this fic besides Mara Avice and a few random others. I hold her name and the plot under my name. But I dot own Jack Sparrow. *pout*
And here be the fic me hearties!!! Please read and review, the more you review the better the story is gonna get and the longer it gonna be so please R&R!!!!! And this is my first POTC fic so bear with me.
Chappy One: Found Floating
"Hoist the sails men!" Captain Jack Sparrow called to his crew from the helm.
"We're takin' to the sea today me hearties" He yelled.
*Tortuga by tomorrow night is the plan. let my men have fun at the tavern. ah yes, the Faithful Bride. hmmmm and maybe I'll see that nice young broad again. rum. yay.*
"Hurry up crew! We wanna be in Tortuga by tomorrow night! Come hell or high water!"
Jack turned from his view and started waling down the stairs and onto the main deck. He locked out onto the deck, seeing the crew, HIS crew, open the sails to catch the wind and start on the journey to Tortuga. The port was a mess of chaos, drunken men running around chasing women and whores. Cheap and sometimes free rum everywhere. Ahh yes the perfect spot for a pirate to sail to and naturally the captain of the Black Pearl loved it.
Slowly Jack began to run his hand along the wooden rail. It was smooth and dark, as dark as ebony and as deep as midnight. He said that the only true love of his life was the Pearl, yet deep down inside he knew he still had yet to find his one true love.
"Gibbs, go down to the storage and bring up a bottle of me finest rum. Let us all 'ave a drink."
Loyally, first mate Gibbs turned and disappeared into the hull. Jack smiled, he loved his rum and always said that anytime and every time was a good time to drink it. And, ofcourse, this very moment was no exception of that motto.
He took a deep breath of salty sea air and felt it fill his lungs. Oh how he loved the sea, he lived for it and would never think about leaving it forever. He closed his eyes to savor the moment and heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Jack opened his eyes and saw Gibbs appear from the dark stank reaches of the hull, carrying a few bottles of rum.
Soon, everyone was drinking a carrying on. But Jack felt tired and retreated to his room. As he walked in he took off his coat, pistol and cutlass. He laid them on his bed and took a seat in his favorite chair to take a nap. He sat down in his chair and moved his hat over his eyes and let sleep consume him.
But is wasn't long before his thoughts of rum and women were shattered by a loud knocking at the door. His eyes slowly opened and he groaned, for his wasn't one to do well with disturbances in his sleep. He found his feet and staggered to the door, some because of the rum but mostly because of his lack of sleep.
Jack opened the door and there stood Gibbs. He was half tempted to slam the door back in his face and fall back asleep, for most of what Gibbs had to tell him was useless information that rarely made it past the door stoop and into his ears. But this time he decided to see what the fuss was about and stood and listened to Gibbs.
"Captain! I'm glad you're awake! I have important news."
"Ahh, yes, I'm awake Gibbs, after your not- to- gentle knocking at my door. When the hell is a pirate to get his sleep with you knockin' at every second of the morning evening and night!!??"
"Well, captain, sir, sorry to trouble you tonight but we've found a man in the water. The crew is pulling' 'em up now. I thought that you would like to know sir."
"Well, o' course I would wanna know if my crew was bringing strange men aboard!"
Gibbs turned and led Captain Jack to where the crew had laid the foreign man down. When there, Jack saw a soaking wet, slightly bloodied figure lying on the ground, but he was suspicious of the gender of the individual.
Jack slowly bent down and placed a worn, calloused hand above the stranger's mouth. He felt a slight breath coming from the wet form and thus concluded the stranger had to be alive, it a little at all. Then, he turned slightly and looked at the figures chest, which was eerily more feminine then previously stated. *Hmmm. a female pirate?* He moved over to the pirates head, which had a bandanna wrapped around its hair and forehead, like Jacks own. *Definitely a female pirate. I mite have some use yet for her is she lives through tonight*
Jack slowly stood and looked at his crews faces. Some were confused, others were smiling slightly but he knew all wanted to know the final verdict.
"Well men." He started, "This 'ere pirate is a woman and she's still alive."
O yes, rating to change in later chapters, trust me, then when it gets real good your going to hafta read it on adultfanfiction.net!! ooo don't fret, it's not a porn site just a site with real good romance fanfiction with a bit o' lemon!
Note: I accept all reviews except flames. But I will accept constructive criticism. Anything foul said about this fic that I know of will be reported to fanfiction. Net and/ or AFF staff. But otherwise, I really don't care just review please!
Disclaimer: I do not own anyone in this fic besides Mara Avice and a few random others. I hold her name and the plot under my name. But I dot own Jack Sparrow. *pout*
And here be the fic me hearties!!! Please read and review, the more you review the better the story is gonna get and the longer it gonna be so please R&R!!!!! And this is my first POTC fic so bear with me.
Chappy One: Found Floating
"Hoist the sails men!" Captain Jack Sparrow called to his crew from the helm.
"We're takin' to the sea today me hearties" He yelled.
*Tortuga by tomorrow night is the plan. let my men have fun at the tavern. ah yes, the Faithful Bride. hmmmm and maybe I'll see that nice young broad again. rum. yay.*
"Hurry up crew! We wanna be in Tortuga by tomorrow night! Come hell or high water!"
Jack turned from his view and started waling down the stairs and onto the main deck. He locked out onto the deck, seeing the crew, HIS crew, open the sails to catch the wind and start on the journey to Tortuga. The port was a mess of chaos, drunken men running around chasing women and whores. Cheap and sometimes free rum everywhere. Ahh yes the perfect spot for a pirate to sail to and naturally the captain of the Black Pearl loved it.
Slowly Jack began to run his hand along the wooden rail. It was smooth and dark, as dark as ebony and as deep as midnight. He said that the only true love of his life was the Pearl, yet deep down inside he knew he still had yet to find his one true love.
"Gibbs, go down to the storage and bring up a bottle of me finest rum. Let us all 'ave a drink."
Loyally, first mate Gibbs turned and disappeared into the hull. Jack smiled, he loved his rum and always said that anytime and every time was a good time to drink it. And, ofcourse, this very moment was no exception of that motto.
He took a deep breath of salty sea air and felt it fill his lungs. Oh how he loved the sea, he lived for it and would never think about leaving it forever. He closed his eyes to savor the moment and heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Jack opened his eyes and saw Gibbs appear from the dark stank reaches of the hull, carrying a few bottles of rum.
Soon, everyone was drinking a carrying on. But Jack felt tired and retreated to his room. As he walked in he took off his coat, pistol and cutlass. He laid them on his bed and took a seat in his favorite chair to take a nap. He sat down in his chair and moved his hat over his eyes and let sleep consume him.
But is wasn't long before his thoughts of rum and women were shattered by a loud knocking at the door. His eyes slowly opened and he groaned, for his wasn't one to do well with disturbances in his sleep. He found his feet and staggered to the door, some because of the rum but mostly because of his lack of sleep.
Jack opened the door and there stood Gibbs. He was half tempted to slam the door back in his face and fall back asleep, for most of what Gibbs had to tell him was useless information that rarely made it past the door stoop and into his ears. But this time he decided to see what the fuss was about and stood and listened to Gibbs.
"Captain! I'm glad you're awake! I have important news."
"Ahh, yes, I'm awake Gibbs, after your not- to- gentle knocking at my door. When the hell is a pirate to get his sleep with you knockin' at every second of the morning evening and night!!??"
"Well, captain, sir, sorry to trouble you tonight but we've found a man in the water. The crew is pulling' 'em up now. I thought that you would like to know sir."
"Well, o' course I would wanna know if my crew was bringing strange men aboard!"
Gibbs turned and led Captain Jack to where the crew had laid the foreign man down. When there, Jack saw a soaking wet, slightly bloodied figure lying on the ground, but he was suspicious of the gender of the individual.
Jack slowly bent down and placed a worn, calloused hand above the stranger's mouth. He felt a slight breath coming from the wet form and thus concluded the stranger had to be alive, it a little at all. Then, he turned slightly and looked at the figures chest, which was eerily more feminine then previously stated. *Hmmm. a female pirate?* He moved over to the pirates head, which had a bandanna wrapped around its hair and forehead, like Jacks own. *Definitely a female pirate. I mite have some use yet for her is she lives through tonight*
Jack slowly stood and looked at his crews faces. Some were confused, others were smiling slightly but he knew all wanted to know the final verdict.
"Well men." He started, "This 'ere pirate is a woman and she's still alive."
O yes, rating to change in later chapters, trust me, then when it gets real good your going to hafta read it on adultfanfiction.net!! ooo don't fret, it's not a porn site just a site with real good romance fanfiction with a bit o' lemon!
Note: I accept all reviews except flames. But I will accept constructive criticism. Anything foul said about this fic that I know of will be reported to fanfiction. Net and/ or AFF staff. But otherwise, I really don't care just review please!