Jack re-read the name once more before he shook his head and quickly jetted
his eyes around him before rushing back onto the deck of the ship. Will ran
over to Jack, his face looking slightly confused.
"Jack, wha . . ?" He was cut off by the captain who had jolted up to check the readied sails.
"We 'aven't the time boy. Ready the sails, we're in a 'urry." He spoke fast, a slight slur to his words as the rum slowly affected his mind. He swaggered a bit as he walked towards the wheel.
"What's the hurry?" Will questioned from the last remaining sail.
"I'll explain later. Everythin' ready mate?" He jolted his head around the deck as if in search of someone or any sign of someone. Will made his way over to Jack, a look of extreme confusion on his face.
"Everything's a go captain." Will slumped against the wood paneling of the ship. He rested his hands along the railing and the small of his back against the edge. A slight breeze was in the air, not enough to take them at the right speed Jack had wished.
"We need to get out o' 'ere faster." Jack mumbled almost to himself.
"What are you talking about? Why won't you tell me?!" Will yelled as he pushed himself from the railing.
"Shh." Jack motioned as he brought a finger to his lips, "I haven' the time to tell ye yet, once we're out to sea I'll tell ye."
Will slumped against the dark wood in defeat, he wasn't ready to argue with Jack this early in the morning, all he wanted to do was to get out to sea . . .a place he found himself missing quite a lot lately. The sun was just beginning to poke it's head over the horizon painting the sea's sky orange, faint yellow, soft baby doll pink and robin's egg blue. Will gazed up taking in the serenity of it all while the good old captain was trying his hardest to gather up speed. He removed his hat and held down to his chest as he looked up at the sky mumbling something under his lips not loud enough for Will to hear. The still young blacksmith strained to hear the captain's words but failed. Jack pulled the old tattered and beat-up hat back onto his head and returned his other hand back to the wheel.
"What was that Jack?" Will wondered aloud from his resting-place on deck.
"Oh, Wha? Oh that, just a prayer boy, just a prayer." He looked to Will over his shoulder, the sun's ray gleaming off of the gold on his tooth as he spoke.
Will slowly nodded his head and made a small silent 'O' with his mouth before opening his mouth to ask a question, but then shutting it once more and deciding not to ask another question. He knew that if he did, Jack would only give him half an answer if he had decided to give him any answer at all. He ran a hand through his hair and looked down towards the water, finding how soothing it was to watch the waves crash against the ship as Port Royal continued to decrease in size as they sailed away from it. Even the Governor's mansion seemed like a tiny speck which was the only thing Will's eyes could spot from their positioning so far from the port.
A small gust of wind gave the ship little help in picking up speed and Jack muttered a few choice curses under his breath as he found himself failing to pick up speed.
"With a spot o' more wind, this ship could be a clipper!" Jack exclaimed in frustration.
A floorboard gave a slight crack under the weight of someone, Will snapped his head over to the door leading to a flight of stairs. He squinted his eyes a bit only to see nothing but a faint flickering of a candle and a flight of wooden stairs leading down to lower decks. The door creaked as it swung backwards and forwards from the rocking of the ship, the hinges old and slightly rusted from its time out to sea. He turned away after studying the door for a second more before turning away and facing the open air of the sea. The salty air stung his eyes a bit, but nothing he couldn't get used to with time. Jack however loved the feel of the salty sea air on his face. He felt the tingle of the salt stinging his pores, but finding it rather enjoyable and not the least bit painful. He could sense a small storm was waiting in the air, waiting a few more hours until it hit, waiting until they were further out to sea, he didn't care however, they didn't have the time to waste with a storm.
A pair of chocolate brown eyes watched from around the side of the doorway. The small figure tucked a strand of curly blonde hair behind her ear and sprinted down the flight of wooden stairs causing Will to looked back over towards the door only to find nothing again except the strange feeling that he was being watched. Meanwhile in a lower level of the ship, the figure made it's way over to a small group.
"Cap'n, there are men on our ship." A female voice whispered as she tucked another strand of blonde hair behind her ear.
On the top deck, the door swayed until finally it slammed shut from the force of a strong gust of wind.
"Now that's the kind o' wind I'm talkin' about!" Jack grinned as the wind picked up a bit, carrying them faster ahead towards the horizon. The door to the lower levels slammed open against the hard wood paneling of the doorway.
"Well if it isn't Jack Sparrow!" A voice protruded from the doorway, a very feminine voice.
Jack held up his pointer finger and shut his eyes for a moment, "Cap'n love, it's Cap'n Jack Sparrow." He turned around to face a small yet efficient crew of female pirates, their captain apparently in the front. He took a step towards her, his arms out inviting her for a hug of some sort. "Caley love!"
"Don't give me that Jack! Luv this!" The women brought her arm and hand back, her palm straightforward giving Jack no time to recoil and slapped him hard across the face. The impact sent his face to the side, his jaw throbbing and the female captain's hand burning after the slap. She shook her hand a few times while Jack rubbed the side of his face, slightly red with the imprint of a hand. Will placed a hand on the captain's back.
"Let me guess, you didn't deserve that one either?" Will questioned looking from the woman to Jack.
"No, I did." Jack began to stand up straight again as the other captain nodded her head in agreement.
"First ye stole me ship! Then . . .oh then ye assaulted me crew!" She hollered directly at Jack as she counted what he had done on her fingers.
"It was all in good fun luv." Jack smiled up at her which got him one more good slap.
"It's only assault if ye don't like it ma'am!" A girl with auburn hair piped up behind the group.
"Belay that talk Ray!" The female captain snapped and Ray sunk down behind the group. "Now what ye be doin' 'ere on me ship Jack? I thought ya died when yer crew marooned ye on that island."
"Ya well, ye forgot one thing luv, I'm Cap'n Jack Sparrow." He said a teasing grin upon his face.
"Katrina, man the ship while we take care of these . . ." the captain paused for a moment surveying both men. "These thieves."
"Thieves? We're not thieves miss, you must understand," Will was cut off by the snapping of the female captain.
"Ye won't speak until ye've been spoken to, is that understandable?" she questioned as she let her eyes roam over his body before snapping her head to Jack as he began to speak.
"Caley, I wasn't stealin' this time I swear. I was goin' to return yer ship, I swear on my word." Jack tried to bargain with the captain.
"You and I both know 'ow good a Pirate's word is Sparrow." She spat back at him as her crew began to tie them up.
"And who do we 'ave 'ere?" the spy from earlier nuzzled up against Will, her blonde curly hair falling around her face and onto Will's shoulder.
"The name's Will Turner, I'm a blacksmith and son of Bootstrap Bill Turner." Will announced realizing that they'd recognize the name of his father and hopefully release him and Jack, to much disappointment, it didn't work. The girls began to move Jack and Will over towards the plank. Two or three girls held onto Will, locking arms with him, their hands roaming across his smooth, clothed chest. Will put up a small fight against them trying to get to Jack.
"Don't ye think yer being a bit hasty Caley?" Jack questioned as he was pushed up onto the thick strip of wood that stuck out from the ship. The female captain unsheathed her cutlass and held it up to Jack's back.
"It's better than a good long taste o' the cat now isn't it?" Caley said with a small smile.
"I'd prefer to just stay on the ship and stop Barbossa's crew." Jack turned around, his hands now tied in front of him. At the name of Barbossa, Caley lowered her cutlass a bit and stood there for a moment.
"And what about Barbossa's crew?" She questioned, partially mocking him, not quite believing him and tilting her head to the side a bit also in curiosity.
"They're back an' 'ave a new cap'n." He faced them, still standing on the plank, hands still bond together. Caley sheathed her cutlass and grabbed Jack violently, nearly making him topple over onto her. She released Jack and then released Will, giving them permission to stay aboard her ship.
"One rule, 'owever boys, we're in charge, ye listen to us now. Show 'em to their quarters ladies." Caley gave them a sideways grin as she made her way up to the wheel and letting Katrina go down to the lower levels as the sun made it's trail up into the center of the sea sky.
~*~ Author's note: Alrighty . . .sorry it's taken so long to update, I had been planning to for a while, just never had the time with everything such as sports and Otakon coming up soon. Anyway, I hope this was long enough for you and had some more stuff going on. Believe me, none of these girls are Mary-Sue's . . .or at least I hope not, some are more of comic relieves then anything. Anyway, please review and if you have any ideas for this fanfic such as romantic couples and such, you can e-mail me at neoriflechick02@hotmail.com. Anyway, next chapter will be describing some of the crewmembers such as the captain Caley, Katrina and others . . . hope you continue to read and enjoy! Luv and peace! Please review! ~*~
"Jack, wha . . ?" He was cut off by the captain who had jolted up to check the readied sails.
"We 'aven't the time boy. Ready the sails, we're in a 'urry." He spoke fast, a slight slur to his words as the rum slowly affected his mind. He swaggered a bit as he walked towards the wheel.
"What's the hurry?" Will questioned from the last remaining sail.
"I'll explain later. Everythin' ready mate?" He jolted his head around the deck as if in search of someone or any sign of someone. Will made his way over to Jack, a look of extreme confusion on his face.
"Everything's a go captain." Will slumped against the wood paneling of the ship. He rested his hands along the railing and the small of his back against the edge. A slight breeze was in the air, not enough to take them at the right speed Jack had wished.
"We need to get out o' 'ere faster." Jack mumbled almost to himself.
"What are you talking about? Why won't you tell me?!" Will yelled as he pushed himself from the railing.
"Shh." Jack motioned as he brought a finger to his lips, "I haven' the time to tell ye yet, once we're out to sea I'll tell ye."
Will slumped against the dark wood in defeat, he wasn't ready to argue with Jack this early in the morning, all he wanted to do was to get out to sea . . .a place he found himself missing quite a lot lately. The sun was just beginning to poke it's head over the horizon painting the sea's sky orange, faint yellow, soft baby doll pink and robin's egg blue. Will gazed up taking in the serenity of it all while the good old captain was trying his hardest to gather up speed. He removed his hat and held down to his chest as he looked up at the sky mumbling something under his lips not loud enough for Will to hear. The still young blacksmith strained to hear the captain's words but failed. Jack pulled the old tattered and beat-up hat back onto his head and returned his other hand back to the wheel.
"What was that Jack?" Will wondered aloud from his resting-place on deck.
"Oh, Wha? Oh that, just a prayer boy, just a prayer." He looked to Will over his shoulder, the sun's ray gleaming off of the gold on his tooth as he spoke.
Will slowly nodded his head and made a small silent 'O' with his mouth before opening his mouth to ask a question, but then shutting it once more and deciding not to ask another question. He knew that if he did, Jack would only give him half an answer if he had decided to give him any answer at all. He ran a hand through his hair and looked down towards the water, finding how soothing it was to watch the waves crash against the ship as Port Royal continued to decrease in size as they sailed away from it. Even the Governor's mansion seemed like a tiny speck which was the only thing Will's eyes could spot from their positioning so far from the port.
A small gust of wind gave the ship little help in picking up speed and Jack muttered a few choice curses under his breath as he found himself failing to pick up speed.
"With a spot o' more wind, this ship could be a clipper!" Jack exclaimed in frustration.
A floorboard gave a slight crack under the weight of someone, Will snapped his head over to the door leading to a flight of stairs. He squinted his eyes a bit only to see nothing but a faint flickering of a candle and a flight of wooden stairs leading down to lower decks. The door creaked as it swung backwards and forwards from the rocking of the ship, the hinges old and slightly rusted from its time out to sea. He turned away after studying the door for a second more before turning away and facing the open air of the sea. The salty air stung his eyes a bit, but nothing he couldn't get used to with time. Jack however loved the feel of the salty sea air on his face. He felt the tingle of the salt stinging his pores, but finding it rather enjoyable and not the least bit painful. He could sense a small storm was waiting in the air, waiting a few more hours until it hit, waiting until they were further out to sea, he didn't care however, they didn't have the time to waste with a storm.
A pair of chocolate brown eyes watched from around the side of the doorway. The small figure tucked a strand of curly blonde hair behind her ear and sprinted down the flight of wooden stairs causing Will to looked back over towards the door only to find nothing again except the strange feeling that he was being watched. Meanwhile in a lower level of the ship, the figure made it's way over to a small group.
"Cap'n, there are men on our ship." A female voice whispered as she tucked another strand of blonde hair behind her ear.
On the top deck, the door swayed until finally it slammed shut from the force of a strong gust of wind.
"Now that's the kind o' wind I'm talkin' about!" Jack grinned as the wind picked up a bit, carrying them faster ahead towards the horizon. The door to the lower levels slammed open against the hard wood paneling of the doorway.
"Well if it isn't Jack Sparrow!" A voice protruded from the doorway, a very feminine voice.
Jack held up his pointer finger and shut his eyes for a moment, "Cap'n love, it's Cap'n Jack Sparrow." He turned around to face a small yet efficient crew of female pirates, their captain apparently in the front. He took a step towards her, his arms out inviting her for a hug of some sort. "Caley love!"
"Don't give me that Jack! Luv this!" The women brought her arm and hand back, her palm straightforward giving Jack no time to recoil and slapped him hard across the face. The impact sent his face to the side, his jaw throbbing and the female captain's hand burning after the slap. She shook her hand a few times while Jack rubbed the side of his face, slightly red with the imprint of a hand. Will placed a hand on the captain's back.
"Let me guess, you didn't deserve that one either?" Will questioned looking from the woman to Jack.
"No, I did." Jack began to stand up straight again as the other captain nodded her head in agreement.
"First ye stole me ship! Then . . .oh then ye assaulted me crew!" She hollered directly at Jack as she counted what he had done on her fingers.
"It was all in good fun luv." Jack smiled up at her which got him one more good slap.
"It's only assault if ye don't like it ma'am!" A girl with auburn hair piped up behind the group.
"Belay that talk Ray!" The female captain snapped and Ray sunk down behind the group. "Now what ye be doin' 'ere on me ship Jack? I thought ya died when yer crew marooned ye on that island."
"Ya well, ye forgot one thing luv, I'm Cap'n Jack Sparrow." He said a teasing grin upon his face.
"Katrina, man the ship while we take care of these . . ." the captain paused for a moment surveying both men. "These thieves."
"Thieves? We're not thieves miss, you must understand," Will was cut off by the snapping of the female captain.
"Ye won't speak until ye've been spoken to, is that understandable?" she questioned as she let her eyes roam over his body before snapping her head to Jack as he began to speak.
"Caley, I wasn't stealin' this time I swear. I was goin' to return yer ship, I swear on my word." Jack tried to bargain with the captain.
"You and I both know 'ow good a Pirate's word is Sparrow." She spat back at him as her crew began to tie them up.
"And who do we 'ave 'ere?" the spy from earlier nuzzled up against Will, her blonde curly hair falling around her face and onto Will's shoulder.
"The name's Will Turner, I'm a blacksmith and son of Bootstrap Bill Turner." Will announced realizing that they'd recognize the name of his father and hopefully release him and Jack, to much disappointment, it didn't work. The girls began to move Jack and Will over towards the plank. Two or three girls held onto Will, locking arms with him, their hands roaming across his smooth, clothed chest. Will put up a small fight against them trying to get to Jack.
"Don't ye think yer being a bit hasty Caley?" Jack questioned as he was pushed up onto the thick strip of wood that stuck out from the ship. The female captain unsheathed her cutlass and held it up to Jack's back.
"It's better than a good long taste o' the cat now isn't it?" Caley said with a small smile.
"I'd prefer to just stay on the ship and stop Barbossa's crew." Jack turned around, his hands now tied in front of him. At the name of Barbossa, Caley lowered her cutlass a bit and stood there for a moment.
"And what about Barbossa's crew?" She questioned, partially mocking him, not quite believing him and tilting her head to the side a bit also in curiosity.
"They're back an' 'ave a new cap'n." He faced them, still standing on the plank, hands still bond together. Caley sheathed her cutlass and grabbed Jack violently, nearly making him topple over onto her. She released Jack and then released Will, giving them permission to stay aboard her ship.
"One rule, 'owever boys, we're in charge, ye listen to us now. Show 'em to their quarters ladies." Caley gave them a sideways grin as she made her way up to the wheel and letting Katrina go down to the lower levels as the sun made it's trail up into the center of the sea sky.
~*~ Author's note: Alrighty . . .sorry it's taken so long to update, I had been planning to for a while, just never had the time with everything such as sports and Otakon coming up soon. Anyway, I hope this was long enough for you and had some more stuff going on. Believe me, none of these girls are Mary-Sue's . . .or at least I hope not, some are more of comic relieves then anything. Anyway, please review and if you have any ideas for this fanfic such as romantic couples and such, you can e-mail me at neoriflechick02@hotmail.com. Anyway, next chapter will be describing some of the crewmembers such as the captain Caley, Katrina and others . . . hope you continue to read and enjoy! Luv and peace! Please review! ~*~