Many eyes turned upon the oddly alluring captain as he made his way through the peaceful town, especially those of young girls.

It was true, he was not the type of person you could ignore, unusual as he was. His face was undeniably handsome, though the gold teeth, goatee, mustache, and heavy eyeliner certainly did a good job of convincing some of the more conservative women otherwise. Along with this was his unruly hair, which was long and braided, covered by a red bandanna and a hat. His clothes were casual pirate wear and, accompanied by various accouterments, he turned out to be quite charming to young, lonely women.

But, in this town, the lonely women weren't the only ones gazing wistfully into his deep brown eyes. In fact, most all of the young women were looking at him as though they would like nothing more than to be kidnapped by this pirate.

He had hardly been in the small village half an hour when three girls, no older than seventeen, giggling insanely, ran up to him.

"Are you a real pirate?" asked a cute blond one.

He eyed her meticulously in almost sort of a confused, appraising sort of way. "Em... Yes, believe it or not... Surprised you never heard of me, lass." A thin smile found its way upon his lips.

They giggled even harder now. "And who are you, pray tell?"

"Why, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow!" he said as he pulled up the sleeve of his shirt to show them the tattoo on his arm.

There was a sharp intake of breath from the girls and they all looked at each other in a meaningful sort of way. Jack couldn't help but smile a second time as he saw their awed faces.

"We've heard stories-tales, more like-of how you were marooned on an island with nothing but a pistol and the clothes on your back..." A girl with brown hair and freckles looked into his eyes seriously as she spoke as though he were a ghost rumored to have been wandering the village for years.

"Well, let me tell you, those are no more than rumors. I've never been marooned on an island and I've always been captain of the Black Pearl." He blurted these words out before thinking of the consequences, as he so often did.

"The Black Pearl! You-you're the captain of the Black Pearl!" The blond girl asked, her voice quaking. "You're the evil captain!" Her eyes widened.

"No, now, I want you to listen to me on this one!" covered Jack. "All this nonsense about me bein' all evil...? Those are rumors too, and I don't want anyone tellin' you otherwise, savvy?"

"But-but you just said that you were the captain of-"

"Listen..." He lowered his voice to a soft whisper, so it was quiet and soothing. He brushed her cheek with his hand gently and continued. "Do I really seem like the type of pirate to pillage towns and burn villages, or even to steal gold?" He looked into her eyes, not really hoping for anything except agreement. "Hmm?"

She shook her head slowly, gazing deeply into his abyssal eyes. "Not at all..."

The other two girls were looking desirously at Jack with hungry eyes, but he ignored them. He pulled slowly away from the blond girl who laughed nervously. He smiled slightly, and he was almost sure he could feel the breeze from the chills that were sent running up and down their spines. "That's a good girl." He patted her on the back, looking much like a stable boy taking care of horses, as he made his way past them into a nearby bar.

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