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Rory4: thanks! Well here's your chance!!
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I can't say how happy I am about this. That you reviewed me!
Now on with the story!
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"Me name's Capt'n Jack Sparrow. An' who might you be?" The tall figure said. Melinda's eyes widened only widened for a split second, and not from fear, no it was from recognition.
"Captain hey? Where's ya ship? And all alone? Tha's not wise mate, I could be dangerous! Wha' do ya want?"
"Yer name for starters." Jack replied her. As she walked closer to him she thought what she would answer.
"Capt... no Black... no Melinda Tu... no Melinda." He grinned, more alike a smirk, flashing his gold teeth.
"Is it so hard to tell yer name luv? So Wha's yer business on this beautiful island?" Meli grimaced.
"I asked a question first, an' it's only polite to answer that' one first don't yah think?" He nodded, and asked.
"Wha do you want to know lass?"
"For starters, if you're a Capt'n then where's yer ship? Second, why 're ye all alone. Third, wha do you want on this island?" When she finished it looked as if he was thinking.
"Me ship's in Davy Jones fuck'n locker, last storm wrecked it, saw no survivors, so tha's why I'm alone. An' me business on this Island is none but I can make it yours if you want luv." He said while winking her suggestively. First Meli nodded in compassion but then her face turned in a scowl. Then she walked towards the fire. Thinking about her one ship.
"Wha' 'bout you lass?" He asked her, Meli still with her head on the helm of her own ship, didn't understand him.
"I'm sorry wha do ya mean?" she asked him.
"How come ye are al alone on this island?" she nodded as she understood.
"Mutiny." She simply said. She walked towards the fire and putted some wood on it.
"Touchy!" He replied whit a hint of compassion in his voice.
"Bach off black eye! You don't know how it feels to be thrown of yer own ship left to die whit out even a single shot. I couldn't even say good bye! Stupid prick." She muttered after it. She looked at him, was she right did he look hurt? Well she didn't care she was five fuckin' days on this Godforsaken spit of land, and her legs itched as hell. After throwing some more leaves on the fire and walked towards her basket of fruits.
"That's were ye'r wrong luv, I do know how it feels to be left on an island by your 1st mate? Yes 1st mate. Only you right about the saying good bye thing. I got the chance." Jack said. She looked at him and opened her mouth to say something but she closed it again, than opened it again and said.
"Than ya should know I feel like shit." She scratched her leg then took her knife, and a piece of wood on which she was working on, but before the knife touched the wood, it first went past her legs to scratch it, drawing some blood.
"What's wrong whit your leg?" Jack said noticing the blood.
"When I'm on solid ground for three days or longer they start to itch. The only cure is a see travel. But now that I'm stuck on this island I've no where to go so it gets worse. More things you need to know?" she said.
"Yes, how did ya make the fire, do ya have rum? And why threw your crew you overboard?" Meli sighed. She putted down her work, and started to answer.
"I made the fire as the Negro's do it in the inlands of Africa, I don't have rum or any other alcohol possessing drink. If I had it was long since gone 'cause I would be drinkin' me sorrows away. About the mutiny thing, I've been a Captain on my ship, the flying Carpet for about four and a half years. I always new that my first mate didn't like working under a woman's command, I didn't like him this much but, but I needed him 'cause no one could read maps as he did. He was always trying to set the crew up against me. It never worked cause I maked sure there was enough food and almost every two weeks a ship to plunder. But now it was three weeks a go since we had seen a large merchant ship sailing towards Indonesia. Also one man of the crew got sick. I don't know what he had but he died. Leaving a very disturbed crew. The morning of the faithful day began very normal no large issues no storms ahead but also no merchant ship. Then I could hear some noise down deck, I never should have gone there, but I did. I thought it were just some guys arguing about something. Well it was something alright it was Carl my first mate whit my second mate arguing how to get lost whit me. Carl said to just shoot me, the other said to maroon me whit a single shot. They came to a conclusion just to drop me of somewhere. That's when they saw me. Laughing mischievously they stripped me from my weapons, thank God they forgot my knife, and then threw me over board. I swam as vast as I could towards the island but I got unconscious, thankfully I drifted up shore. I woke up rather soon. Until now I survived rather well." All the time Jack was looking at her seeing the emotions run over her face. Suddenly he saw something familiar.
"You look familiar, do I know you?" she looked at him whit a strange expression.
"No you don't know me." Then she got back to what she was doing. Jack looked at her one more time but the familiar thing he saw was gone. He shrugged, took an orange and began thinking his situation.
That was it. I hope you liked it. Again Cookies and chocolate for everybody who reviews!!
Bye bye!
This is just great, reviews!! You guys just made my day!! I'll give all a... no tree cookies and some chocolate *SMLIE* me happy you happy, thank you so much everybody!!
Rory4: thanks! Well here's your chance!!
Iem: Thanks! And, no, it's not Jack famous first time, he isn't even marooned, what he is you'll see in this chapter.
PED-Sarah: Thank you very much. I'll take your advice whit me and try to do something about it. About the characters, that'll come later on, Alright?
DreamsUnreal: thank you! Hope you'll enjoy this chapter. And I hope I'll be able to get chapters up very often.
I can't say how happy I am about this. That you reviewed me!
Now on with the story!
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"Me name's Capt'n Jack Sparrow. An' who might you be?" The tall figure said. Melinda's eyes widened only widened for a split second, and not from fear, no it was from recognition.
"Captain hey? Where's ya ship? And all alone? Tha's not wise mate, I could be dangerous! Wha' do ya want?"
"Yer name for starters." Jack replied her. As she walked closer to him she thought what she would answer.
"Capt... no Black... no Melinda Tu... no Melinda." He grinned, more alike a smirk, flashing his gold teeth.
"Is it so hard to tell yer name luv? So Wha's yer business on this beautiful island?" Meli grimaced.
"I asked a question first, an' it's only polite to answer that' one first don't yah think?" He nodded, and asked.
"Wha do you want to know lass?"
"For starters, if you're a Capt'n then where's yer ship? Second, why 're ye all alone. Third, wha do you want on this island?" When she finished it looked as if he was thinking.
"Me ship's in Davy Jones fuck'n locker, last storm wrecked it, saw no survivors, so tha's why I'm alone. An' me business on this Island is none but I can make it yours if you want luv." He said while winking her suggestively. First Meli nodded in compassion but then her face turned in a scowl. Then she walked towards the fire. Thinking about her one ship.
"Wha' 'bout you lass?" He asked her, Meli still with her head on the helm of her own ship, didn't understand him.
"I'm sorry wha do ya mean?" she asked him.
"How come ye are al alone on this island?" she nodded as she understood.
"Mutiny." She simply said. She walked towards the fire and putted some wood on it.
"Touchy!" He replied whit a hint of compassion in his voice.
"Bach off black eye! You don't know how it feels to be thrown of yer own ship left to die whit out even a single shot. I couldn't even say good bye! Stupid prick." She muttered after it. She looked at him, was she right did he look hurt? Well she didn't care she was five fuckin' days on this Godforsaken spit of land, and her legs itched as hell. After throwing some more leaves on the fire and walked towards her basket of fruits.
"That's were ye'r wrong luv, I do know how it feels to be left on an island by your 1st mate? Yes 1st mate. Only you right about the saying good bye thing. I got the chance." Jack said. She looked at him and opened her mouth to say something but she closed it again, than opened it again and said.
"Than ya should know I feel like shit." She scratched her leg then took her knife, and a piece of wood on which she was working on, but before the knife touched the wood, it first went past her legs to scratch it, drawing some blood.
"What's wrong whit your leg?" Jack said noticing the blood.
"When I'm on solid ground for three days or longer they start to itch. The only cure is a see travel. But now that I'm stuck on this island I've no where to go so it gets worse. More things you need to know?" she said.
"Yes, how did ya make the fire, do ya have rum? And why threw your crew you overboard?" Meli sighed. She putted down her work, and started to answer.
"I made the fire as the Negro's do it in the inlands of Africa, I don't have rum or any other alcohol possessing drink. If I had it was long since gone 'cause I would be drinkin' me sorrows away. About the mutiny thing, I've been a Captain on my ship, the flying Carpet for about four and a half years. I always new that my first mate didn't like working under a woman's command, I didn't like him this much but, but I needed him 'cause no one could read maps as he did. He was always trying to set the crew up against me. It never worked cause I maked sure there was enough food and almost every two weeks a ship to plunder. But now it was three weeks a go since we had seen a large merchant ship sailing towards Indonesia. Also one man of the crew got sick. I don't know what he had but he died. Leaving a very disturbed crew. The morning of the faithful day began very normal no large issues no storms ahead but also no merchant ship. Then I could hear some noise down deck, I never should have gone there, but I did. I thought it were just some guys arguing about something. Well it was something alright it was Carl my first mate whit my second mate arguing how to get lost whit me. Carl said to just shoot me, the other said to maroon me whit a single shot. They came to a conclusion just to drop me of somewhere. That's when they saw me. Laughing mischievously they stripped me from my weapons, thank God they forgot my knife, and then threw me over board. I swam as vast as I could towards the island but I got unconscious, thankfully I drifted up shore. I woke up rather soon. Until now I survived rather well." All the time Jack was looking at her seeing the emotions run over her face. Suddenly he saw something familiar.
"You look familiar, do I know you?" she looked at him whit a strange expression.
"No you don't know me." Then she got back to what she was doing. Jack looked at her one more time but the familiar thing he saw was gone. He shrugged, took an orange and began thinking his situation.
That was it. I hope you liked it. Again Cookies and chocolate for everybody who reviews!!
Bye bye!