Here he comes. *Pant, pant, pant*
Chapter 2- Captain Jack Sparrow
The clever, insane, incredibly sexy Captain Jack Sparrow is seen perched on top of his boat. He hears an upbeat fiddle tune and immediately starts Riverdancing. This is a mistake, as it causes him to fall back into the boat, which has for the past hour been taking on water. He attempts to bail a bit by taking a big mouthful and spitting it over the side like a fountain. After a few rounds of this, he notices that he is not getting anywhere and climbs back up.
Everyone at the dock stops what they are doing to watch Jack Sparrow glide gracefully into port. (A/N: Sigh.) He steps off the boat and walks nonchalantly past the harbormaster. Abruptly he realizes that each step takes him no farther, and pauses. He turns to find the harbormaster has been holding on to his belt.
"It's half a crown to tie your boat up at the dock. And you'll have to tell me your name, business, trade, place and date of birth, mother's maiden name, PIN number, and email address."
Jack looks to his boat- or where his boat had been, where there are now only a few bubbles rising from beneath the surface of the water. "What do you say to three shillings, only we forget the name and all that other stuff."
The harbormaster considers, then nods. "Welcome to Port Royal, Mister Sparrow."
"Tha- wait a minute! Mister Sparrow?"
"It was the first name that came to mind."
"Why don't we go with Smith?" Jack suggests. The harbormaster shrugs and continues down the dock. Jack reaches into the man's pocket and pulls out a bag with a large dollar sign on it. Assuming that it's money, he pockets it and leaves as quickly as possible.
Over at the fort, Norrington's promotion is taking place. Elizabeth is clearly in pain, groping at the person next to her in a desperate and futile attempt to stand upright. Eventually, someone gets her a chair. Aside from her struggle to remain conscious, she is clearly bored out of her mind watching a bunch of guys in red coats making the same completely unnecessary movements at the same time. To keep herself from the brink of death by boredom and corset, she drifts off into her dreams of Will. *I wonder what they could mean.* (A/N: The sad part is, she really is wondering.)
Jack Sparrow makes straight for the Interceptor. He wants it, and that means he's going to get it, if he has to put on a really hot temper tantrum. He is stopped by two guards who immediately tell him that they are guarding the dock from civilians.
"Why, are the civilians dangerous?"
"Um, no, but this ship is the fastest in the Caribbean, and if anyone takes it we wouldn't be able to catch up."
"I know a ship that could. Supposed to be very fast, nigh uncatchable. The Black Pearl."
"The Black Pearl? You mean that ship that's supposed to be crewed by cartoon skeletons and captained by a man with the wrong pet and an apple fetish, and is so shiny you can't look directly at it in the day? That's not a real ship."
"Yes it is," the other guard says. "I've seen it. I saw it eight years ago on the passage from England…oh, wait, that wasn't me."
"Like I said," the first guard says smugly. "There's no *real* ship as can match the Intercep-" he cuts off midword when he realizes that Jack is no longer there. The guards catch him at the rudder of the Interceptor.
"Get away from there!"
"I'm sorry," Jack says. "I've just never seen a boat quite like this one. Ship," he corrects himself.
"What's your name?"
"Do I have to tell you?"
"Who are you and what are you doing here. And no lies."
"All right then. I'm a pirate, my name is Captain Jack Sparrow and I've come to commandeer a ship so I can go get a crew to do things that pirates do."
The guard who has most recently spoken looks hurt. "Hey, I said no lies."
"How do you know he's lying?"
"He wouldn't be stupid enough to tell us something like that if it was the truth."
Jack offers, "Unless of course he knew you wouldn't believe the truth even if he told it to you." (A/N: Straight from the movie; I love this line.) The guards look confused.
A few minutes later, Norrington has approached Elizabeth and helped her to the edge of the wall, where it is quite likely that she will fall over the edge and drown.
"Elizabeth," he began. "You look…um…well, I know your father is the one who picked out the dress. Anyway, let me be blunt. I think you're really hot and I want to marry you so I can fuck you senseless every day."
Fortunately, Elizabeth did not hear beyond "um", as she was in so much pain that she passed out and fell over the side of the fort. Norrington is still talking, having turned away before she fell. He notices that she has fallen and starts to take off his jacket. However, his sleeve gets caught and he spends the next fifteen minutes or so trying to pull it off.
Jack, telling a wild fabrication to the two guards, is distracted by the splash Elizabeth makes as she and her dress fall into the water. "Will you be saving her, then?"
"Well, we would, but we have to make sure the deck stays off limits to civilians."
Jack takes off his hat, jacket, sword and gun and hands them to the guards. Then he does a spectacular dive and swims to Elizabeth's aid. He wraps an arms around her and pulls, but the dress is so heavy he can barely lift her an inch. He saws at it for a while, until he can rip it off. Then he puts an arm around her and paddles back to the dock.
"She's not breathing. Throw her back," one of the guards says. (A/N: It doesn't matter which one.)
"Wait," Jack says, pushing them aside. He takes out his knife and cuts the laces on her corset, then rips the whole thing off. She opens her eyes immediately, coughing up water, fish, and an old tire. Jack sees her necklace and holds it up to his face. "Where did you get that?" he asks.
An entire regiment of the Royal Navy crowds onto the dock, Governor Swann, Norrington, and Gillete in the lead. Elizabeth's father offers her his brown and purple paisley coat, but she takes one look at it and refuses.
"Did you just save Elizabeth's life?" Norrington asks suspiciously.
"No, I most certainly- I mean, yes, I rescued her, do you have a problem with that?"
"Of course not. I want to offer you my thanks. What is your name, sir?"
"Well, that's not important. If you really want to thank me, a ship would be nice…"
One of the guards volunteers the information for him. "He says his name is Captain Jack Sparrow. These are his." He holds up Jack's effects and his hat.
Norrington looks at these. "A pirate, hm? Let's see, a pistol with only one shot, a compass that only points to 'yo mama', a hole in your hat- I'm just kidding, the hat's fine. Well, you must be the worst pirate I have ever seen."
Jack smiles. "But you have seen me."
Norrington, for some reason or other, drags Jack to the other end of the dock, where Gillete is waiting with irons. Elizabeth follows.
"Commodore, I must protest. Pirate or not- but especially Pirate- this man is incredibly sexy…I mean, he saved my life." Behind her, Jack is being captured. Yup.
"One good deed is not enough to redeem a man from a lifetime of wickedness."
"Though it seems enough to condemn him and throw him in jail with the intention of hanging him the next day." Jack's comment is not taken kindly by Norrington.
"It does seem that way, doesn't it?"
But Jack is now closest to Elizabeth, of all people on the dock. He throws his chain around her neck. Elizabeth lets out an orgasmic sound of pleasure that *almost* everyone on the dock takes to be a gasp of fright.
"Commodore Norrington, my effects please. And my hat. Elizabeth, it is Elizabeth, isn't it?"
"You can call me 'sugarplum'," she says hopefully.
"Well, then, Sugarplum, if you would be so kind." She is so kind, and takes Jack's effects. He turns her to face him. She is having trouble breathing once more, though now for an entirely different reason. "Now if you will be very kind."
She is more than kind. She places his hat perfectly on his head, puts his compass in an inside pocket, and takes her time buckling on his sword and gun. Then she reaches her hand down his pants to…ahem…adjust…his pants. "Easy on the goods, darling."
"Oh, I'm sorry, was that too rough?"
"No, it was quite nice, actually." Having a gun held to her head was almost as exciting as being near a Pirate.
"Now, you will always remember this as the day you almost caught Jack Sparrow." He pushes her into the others, and they all fall over at once. Elizabeth turns as quickly as she can to watch his dashing escape as he swings on ropes and stuff. She sighs dreamily. *My first Pirate.*
End Chapter 2
Will and Jack meet
Fight, do…stuff…
In chapter 3
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Chapter 2- Captain Jack Sparrow
The clever, insane, incredibly sexy Captain Jack Sparrow is seen perched on top of his boat. He hears an upbeat fiddle tune and immediately starts Riverdancing. This is a mistake, as it causes him to fall back into the boat, which has for the past hour been taking on water. He attempts to bail a bit by taking a big mouthful and spitting it over the side like a fountain. After a few rounds of this, he notices that he is not getting anywhere and climbs back up.
Everyone at the dock stops what they are doing to watch Jack Sparrow glide gracefully into port. (A/N: Sigh.) He steps off the boat and walks nonchalantly past the harbormaster. Abruptly he realizes that each step takes him no farther, and pauses. He turns to find the harbormaster has been holding on to his belt.
"It's half a crown to tie your boat up at the dock. And you'll have to tell me your name, business, trade, place and date of birth, mother's maiden name, PIN number, and email address."
Jack looks to his boat- or where his boat had been, where there are now only a few bubbles rising from beneath the surface of the water. "What do you say to three shillings, only we forget the name and all that other stuff."
The harbormaster considers, then nods. "Welcome to Port Royal, Mister Sparrow."
"Tha- wait a minute! Mister Sparrow?"
"It was the first name that came to mind."
"Why don't we go with Smith?" Jack suggests. The harbormaster shrugs and continues down the dock. Jack reaches into the man's pocket and pulls out a bag with a large dollar sign on it. Assuming that it's money, he pockets it and leaves as quickly as possible.
Over at the fort, Norrington's promotion is taking place. Elizabeth is clearly in pain, groping at the person next to her in a desperate and futile attempt to stand upright. Eventually, someone gets her a chair. Aside from her struggle to remain conscious, she is clearly bored out of her mind watching a bunch of guys in red coats making the same completely unnecessary movements at the same time. To keep herself from the brink of death by boredom and corset, she drifts off into her dreams of Will. *I wonder what they could mean.* (A/N: The sad part is, she really is wondering.)
Jack Sparrow makes straight for the Interceptor. He wants it, and that means he's going to get it, if he has to put on a really hot temper tantrum. He is stopped by two guards who immediately tell him that they are guarding the dock from civilians.
"Why, are the civilians dangerous?"
"Um, no, but this ship is the fastest in the Caribbean, and if anyone takes it we wouldn't be able to catch up."
"I know a ship that could. Supposed to be very fast, nigh uncatchable. The Black Pearl."
"The Black Pearl? You mean that ship that's supposed to be crewed by cartoon skeletons and captained by a man with the wrong pet and an apple fetish, and is so shiny you can't look directly at it in the day? That's not a real ship."
"Yes it is," the other guard says. "I've seen it. I saw it eight years ago on the passage from England…oh, wait, that wasn't me."
"Like I said," the first guard says smugly. "There's no *real* ship as can match the Intercep-" he cuts off midword when he realizes that Jack is no longer there. The guards catch him at the rudder of the Interceptor.
"Get away from there!"
"I'm sorry," Jack says. "I've just never seen a boat quite like this one. Ship," he corrects himself.
"What's your name?"
"Do I have to tell you?"
"Who are you and what are you doing here. And no lies."
"All right then. I'm a pirate, my name is Captain Jack Sparrow and I've come to commandeer a ship so I can go get a crew to do things that pirates do."
The guard who has most recently spoken looks hurt. "Hey, I said no lies."
"How do you know he's lying?"
"He wouldn't be stupid enough to tell us something like that if it was the truth."
Jack offers, "Unless of course he knew you wouldn't believe the truth even if he told it to you." (A/N: Straight from the movie; I love this line.) The guards look confused.
A few minutes later, Norrington has approached Elizabeth and helped her to the edge of the wall, where it is quite likely that she will fall over the edge and drown.
"Elizabeth," he began. "You look…um…well, I know your father is the one who picked out the dress. Anyway, let me be blunt. I think you're really hot and I want to marry you so I can fuck you senseless every day."
Fortunately, Elizabeth did not hear beyond "um", as she was in so much pain that she passed out and fell over the side of the fort. Norrington is still talking, having turned away before she fell. He notices that she has fallen and starts to take off his jacket. However, his sleeve gets caught and he spends the next fifteen minutes or so trying to pull it off.
Jack, telling a wild fabrication to the two guards, is distracted by the splash Elizabeth makes as she and her dress fall into the water. "Will you be saving her, then?"
"Well, we would, but we have to make sure the deck stays off limits to civilians."
Jack takes off his hat, jacket, sword and gun and hands them to the guards. Then he does a spectacular dive and swims to Elizabeth's aid. He wraps an arms around her and pulls, but the dress is so heavy he can barely lift her an inch. He saws at it for a while, until he can rip it off. Then he puts an arm around her and paddles back to the dock.
"She's not breathing. Throw her back," one of the guards says. (A/N: It doesn't matter which one.)
"Wait," Jack says, pushing them aside. He takes out his knife and cuts the laces on her corset, then rips the whole thing off. She opens her eyes immediately, coughing up water, fish, and an old tire. Jack sees her necklace and holds it up to his face. "Where did you get that?" he asks.
An entire regiment of the Royal Navy crowds onto the dock, Governor Swann, Norrington, and Gillete in the lead. Elizabeth's father offers her his brown and purple paisley coat, but she takes one look at it and refuses.
"Did you just save Elizabeth's life?" Norrington asks suspiciously.
"No, I most certainly- I mean, yes, I rescued her, do you have a problem with that?"
"Of course not. I want to offer you my thanks. What is your name, sir?"
"Well, that's not important. If you really want to thank me, a ship would be nice…"
One of the guards volunteers the information for him. "He says his name is Captain Jack Sparrow. These are his." He holds up Jack's effects and his hat.
Norrington looks at these. "A pirate, hm? Let's see, a pistol with only one shot, a compass that only points to 'yo mama', a hole in your hat- I'm just kidding, the hat's fine. Well, you must be the worst pirate I have ever seen."
Jack smiles. "But you have seen me."
Norrington, for some reason or other, drags Jack to the other end of the dock, where Gillete is waiting with irons. Elizabeth follows.
"Commodore, I must protest. Pirate or not- but especially Pirate- this man is incredibly sexy…I mean, he saved my life." Behind her, Jack is being captured. Yup.
"One good deed is not enough to redeem a man from a lifetime of wickedness."
"Though it seems enough to condemn him and throw him in jail with the intention of hanging him the next day." Jack's comment is not taken kindly by Norrington.
"It does seem that way, doesn't it?"
But Jack is now closest to Elizabeth, of all people on the dock. He throws his chain around her neck. Elizabeth lets out an orgasmic sound of pleasure that *almost* everyone on the dock takes to be a gasp of fright.
"Commodore Norrington, my effects please. And my hat. Elizabeth, it is Elizabeth, isn't it?"
"You can call me 'sugarplum'," she says hopefully.
"Well, then, Sugarplum, if you would be so kind." She is so kind, and takes Jack's effects. He turns her to face him. She is having trouble breathing once more, though now for an entirely different reason. "Now if you will be very kind."
She is more than kind. She places his hat perfectly on his head, puts his compass in an inside pocket, and takes her time buckling on his sword and gun. Then she reaches her hand down his pants to…ahem…adjust…his pants. "Easy on the goods, darling."
"Oh, I'm sorry, was that too rough?"
"No, it was quite nice, actually." Having a gun held to her head was almost as exciting as being near a Pirate.
"Now, you will always remember this as the day you almost caught Jack Sparrow." He pushes her into the others, and they all fall over at once. Elizabeth turns as quickly as she can to watch his dashing escape as he swings on ropes and stuff. She sighs dreamily. *My first Pirate.*
End Chapter 2
Will and Jack meet
Fight, do…stuff…
In chapter 3
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