Author: newzealandwanderer
Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates. Curses. Inserted characters are mine, but they're not near as good.
Rating: PG-13. It's been really mild so far, but I think when the action starts happening, which should be as soon as Will gets out into the water, it'll earn its rating.
Rantings and Ravings: Sorry it took so long, I've been so busy. Stupid school. Thanks so much for all the reviews. I'll try not to insert notes in the middle of the story, thanks for the feedback.
Warnings: Violence, normal pirate stuff. Some possible romance later. I am trying hard to resist mary-sue-ing this story. But, possible mary-sue moments may occur. You have been warned. I am sorry, and I shall fight them as hard as I can. Now, on with the story.
Turning Away: A Pirate's Return
Jack stared cross-eyed at the projectile aimed straight at his face. He raised his eyebrows in his usual surprised look, and slowly brought his hands up, as if in surrender.
"Whoa there mate..." He started, but then quickly whipped his sword from its sheath and cleaved the arrow in two, bringing the front half of it to the ground. With his usual grace he reached in the bushes and pulled out a body covered in vines. "There you are, now. No more of that hiding business, I can't stand that. Lets have a look at you."
"Stay away! Pirate!" the figure beat against his arm hopelessly and tried to pull away. "Let me go!"
Captain Jack Sparrow was at a temporary loss for words when he heard the quavering voice that was definitely female. Without thinking he released her, and before he could speak again she crashed ungracefully back into the brush.
"Oh now wait just a minute," he called, chasing after her. "No running. Come on now, I've got some fresh water," he taunted.
The retreating figure immediately halted and ran back to him. "Water?" she questioned desperately. "You have water?"
"Aye," Jack replied, holding up his canteen. He moved the canister in his hand, making the water slosh around inside.
"Oh, please, please can I have a drink?" She whispered helplessly as she meandered closer, reaching out for the canteen. "God. I haven't had a decent drink for... Oh, please."
"Nuh uh, not so fast there darlin'. What're you doing here?" He crossed his arms firmly, wedging the canteen between his arm and his chest so she couldn't get to it.
"Please, just a drink."
"Nope, answers first."
"I don't have any!" her eyes were confused and wild. "I don't remember how I got here!"
Jack could see she was getting upset, so he handed out the canteen with a concerned look. "You don't remember? Where are you from?"
The woman turned the canteen upside down and frantically gulped the water that flowed into her mouth and onto her face. She closed her eyes in bliss as the cold water ran over her parched tongue and trickled down her dry throat. After a time she stopped draining the canteen, but only for a moment. "That is so, so, good. Ah," she sighed in contentment as she poured the remains of the container onto her head. She shook her head, covering Jack with water droplets. "What did you say?"
"Where are you from?"
"I told you I don't remember."
"You remembered water."
"I know that, I'm not stupid," she snapped, then caught herself. "Oh, I'm so sorry. I should be thanking you." She handed the canteen back to him, but then stood a ways away from him as he perched on a stump. "Who are you?"
He gave a flourishing bow and swept off his wind-worn hat. "Cap'n Jack Sparrow at your service milady. Beyond this hindering shrubbery is my beautiful ship: the Black Pearl, pride of the ocean and the fastest ship in the entire world. I'd be very happy if you'd join us as the guest of honor and abandon such... fair rock as this." He looked skeptically around at the trees. "Not much to do around here, eh?"
She gave a short laugh. "Not that I know of. The glamorous parties, beautiful people, and exquisite food and drink have been hiding from me ever since I got here."
Jack lifted an eyebrow. She remembers when she got here, but she doesn't remember who she is or even why she's here. Hm. He shook it off and offered out a hand.
"There's no glamorous party, but there's a bite to eat in our kitchens." He led her back towards the shore. "As for the lack of beautiful people, I think that has also been taken care of."
They stepped through the brush and moved back out onto the beach grass. Jack swayed from foot to foot as he meandered along the beach to avoid his sleeping crew, temporarily napping on the sand after dragging the Pearl up onto shore.
"There she is. My beauty." He stood on the wet sand, feet set apart and hands curled into fists at his waist, looking all for the world like Peter Pan. He turned to the bedraggled woman and gave a heart-melting smile. "Shall we go aboard then?"
She looked up aghast at the wave-worn ship as if she'd never seen anything like it. "It's so big, how are you going to get it back out to sea?"
Jack's eyebrows crinkled and he swung back around to stare at his ship, head slightly tilted. She was far up onto the beach, and the water seemed to be receding still further away from where she was beached like a giant whale.
"Erm, let me worry about that love. AHOY THE SHIP!" he yelled up.
Gibb's face appeared at the railing, bleary and confused-looking. "Eh? What would you be wanting?" He rubbed his eyes furiously, trying to clear away the rum-induced fuzz from his sight.
"Throw down a rope, you old codger. Your cap'n wants to come aboard."
"Oh, it's you Jack. Aye, coming right down." He tossed a rope over the side, where it landed about 15 away from where Jack was standing.
Jack rolled his eyes and turned to the woman. "That's Gibbs. He's a bit drunk, as you can see."
She looked a bit worried to be throwing in her lot with a bunch of drunken pirates, but she nodded. "A bit, yes. I can see that. You act 'a bit' drunk as well."
Sparrow grabbed the rope and almost lost his balance in the shallows. "Drunk lady love? No not at all. I could use a good drink actually. Had a rough day and all that..." He pulled her to him and looked back up at Gibbs at the railing. "Haul us up man, I've got a starving, half-naked woman here."
Gibbs leaned over to get a better look. "Half-naked? Good Lord, Jack. Only you would go off on a desolate island to look for wood and come back with a partially dressed woman." He pulled them up, banging them constantly against the side as he struggled to keep his balance in his drunken stupor.
Together the two of them managed to get the woman over the railing. Jack pulled himself over and landed deftly on the dry, swept deck.
"There now," he said. "Welcome to the Black Pearl."
Sorry it's been so long since I posted the last chapter. School has been commanding my attention. In fact, I've had to write this chapter in a hurry since I don't have that much time on my hands. I'm not as happy with it as my other chapters, actually. Maybe I'll have time to rewrite it later. If you have any suggestions, please by all means, push review and let me know. Any suggestions at all! Like, what could have happened to this girl, if she's lying or not, and what's going to happen to Will. I will try to weave it all in my story so it has variety. So REVIEW! :)
Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates. Curses. Inserted characters are mine, but they're not near as good.
Rating: PG-13. It's been really mild so far, but I think when the action starts happening, which should be as soon as Will gets out into the water, it'll earn its rating.
Rantings and Ravings: Sorry it took so long, I've been so busy. Stupid school. Thanks so much for all the reviews. I'll try not to insert notes in the middle of the story, thanks for the feedback.
Warnings: Violence, normal pirate stuff. Some possible romance later. I am trying hard to resist mary-sue-ing this story. But, possible mary-sue moments may occur. You have been warned. I am sorry, and I shall fight them as hard as I can. Now, on with the story.
Turning Away: A Pirate's Return
Jack stared cross-eyed at the projectile aimed straight at his face. He raised his eyebrows in his usual surprised look, and slowly brought his hands up, as if in surrender.
"Whoa there mate..." He started, but then quickly whipped his sword from its sheath and cleaved the arrow in two, bringing the front half of it to the ground. With his usual grace he reached in the bushes and pulled out a body covered in vines. "There you are, now. No more of that hiding business, I can't stand that. Lets have a look at you."
"Stay away! Pirate!" the figure beat against his arm hopelessly and tried to pull away. "Let me go!"
Captain Jack Sparrow was at a temporary loss for words when he heard the quavering voice that was definitely female. Without thinking he released her, and before he could speak again she crashed ungracefully back into the brush.
"Oh now wait just a minute," he called, chasing after her. "No running. Come on now, I've got some fresh water," he taunted.
The retreating figure immediately halted and ran back to him. "Water?" she questioned desperately. "You have water?"
"Aye," Jack replied, holding up his canteen. He moved the canister in his hand, making the water slosh around inside.
"Oh, please, please can I have a drink?" She whispered helplessly as she meandered closer, reaching out for the canteen. "God. I haven't had a decent drink for... Oh, please."
"Nuh uh, not so fast there darlin'. What're you doing here?" He crossed his arms firmly, wedging the canteen between his arm and his chest so she couldn't get to it.
"Please, just a drink."
"Nope, answers first."
"I don't have any!" her eyes were confused and wild. "I don't remember how I got here!"
Jack could see she was getting upset, so he handed out the canteen with a concerned look. "You don't remember? Where are you from?"
The woman turned the canteen upside down and frantically gulped the water that flowed into her mouth and onto her face. She closed her eyes in bliss as the cold water ran over her parched tongue and trickled down her dry throat. After a time she stopped draining the canteen, but only for a moment. "That is so, so, good. Ah," she sighed in contentment as she poured the remains of the container onto her head. She shook her head, covering Jack with water droplets. "What did you say?"
"Where are you from?"
"I told you I don't remember."
"You remembered water."
"I know that, I'm not stupid," she snapped, then caught herself. "Oh, I'm so sorry. I should be thanking you." She handed the canteen back to him, but then stood a ways away from him as he perched on a stump. "Who are you?"
He gave a flourishing bow and swept off his wind-worn hat. "Cap'n Jack Sparrow at your service milady. Beyond this hindering shrubbery is my beautiful ship: the Black Pearl, pride of the ocean and the fastest ship in the entire world. I'd be very happy if you'd join us as the guest of honor and abandon such... fair rock as this." He looked skeptically around at the trees. "Not much to do around here, eh?"
She gave a short laugh. "Not that I know of. The glamorous parties, beautiful people, and exquisite food and drink have been hiding from me ever since I got here."
Jack lifted an eyebrow. She remembers when she got here, but she doesn't remember who she is or even why she's here. Hm. He shook it off and offered out a hand.
"There's no glamorous party, but there's a bite to eat in our kitchens." He led her back towards the shore. "As for the lack of beautiful people, I think that has also been taken care of."
They stepped through the brush and moved back out onto the beach grass. Jack swayed from foot to foot as he meandered along the beach to avoid his sleeping crew, temporarily napping on the sand after dragging the Pearl up onto shore.
"There she is. My beauty." He stood on the wet sand, feet set apart and hands curled into fists at his waist, looking all for the world like Peter Pan. He turned to the bedraggled woman and gave a heart-melting smile. "Shall we go aboard then?"
She looked up aghast at the wave-worn ship as if she'd never seen anything like it. "It's so big, how are you going to get it back out to sea?"
Jack's eyebrows crinkled and he swung back around to stare at his ship, head slightly tilted. She was far up onto the beach, and the water seemed to be receding still further away from where she was beached like a giant whale.
"Erm, let me worry about that love. AHOY THE SHIP!" he yelled up.
Gibb's face appeared at the railing, bleary and confused-looking. "Eh? What would you be wanting?" He rubbed his eyes furiously, trying to clear away the rum-induced fuzz from his sight.
"Throw down a rope, you old codger. Your cap'n wants to come aboard."
"Oh, it's you Jack. Aye, coming right down." He tossed a rope over the side, where it landed about 15 away from where Jack was standing.
Jack rolled his eyes and turned to the woman. "That's Gibbs. He's a bit drunk, as you can see."
She looked a bit worried to be throwing in her lot with a bunch of drunken pirates, but she nodded. "A bit, yes. I can see that. You act 'a bit' drunk as well."
Sparrow grabbed the rope and almost lost his balance in the shallows. "Drunk lady love? No not at all. I could use a good drink actually. Had a rough day and all that..." He pulled her to him and looked back up at Gibbs at the railing. "Haul us up man, I've got a starving, half-naked woman here."
Gibbs leaned over to get a better look. "Half-naked? Good Lord, Jack. Only you would go off on a desolate island to look for wood and come back with a partially dressed woman." He pulled them up, banging them constantly against the side as he struggled to keep his balance in his drunken stupor.
Together the two of them managed to get the woman over the railing. Jack pulled himself over and landed deftly on the dry, swept deck.
"There now," he said. "Welcome to the Black Pearl."
Sorry it's been so long since I posted the last chapter. School has been commanding my attention. In fact, I've had to write this chapter in a hurry since I don't have that much time on my hands. I'm not as happy with it as my other chapters, actually. Maybe I'll have time to rewrite it later. If you have any suggestions, please by all means, push review and let me know. Any suggestions at all! Like, what could have happened to this girl, if she's lying or not, and what's going to happen to Will. I will try to weave it all in my story so it has variety. So REVIEW! :)