Author's Notes: Okay, I just got a new computer in my room and my
stepdad decided to put in Word processor instead of Word. Truth is, I hate
it. But don't tell him that. I'm trying my hardest through school and
parents and computer to try to post new chappys up faster, so I'm sorry if
I'm not doing a good job, but don't blame it on me. BRITTANY DON'T KILL
ME!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Carribean, Disneyland does. But if you take any of my characters I will rip your throat out and toss it to my dog. Honest.
"Ah! This is more like it." Jack stretched as they walked down the pier into the more rough part of Tortouga. Tess looked back as Ryan; he looked as if he had no care in the world, and was very interested in the ladies around them. She grinned. Just like a pirate would act.
"Oy, Tess! Wot happened to those long locks o' yours?" Spinning around, Tess found herself face-to-face with a young man, about 19 years old. He had long, greasy strands of raven black hair, and his skin was golden tawny. His eyes were a strange gray-blue, contrasting greatly against his Spanish features. He was lean and wiry, and wore ragged clothes. Grinning, she leapt onto him, and they tumbled to the ground in a playful tussle
"Alex! You rogue! How've you been gettin' along these days?" Alex grinned, white teeth flashing. When he had seen the Black Pearl coming into harbor, he had known he would see Tess. But who was that new pirate, the one with blonde hair and bright green eyes? At first he had felt a twinge of jealousy, but that had soon faded. A few rolls later, Tess got up and wiped some mud off her face. Her grin was wider than Ryan had seen in the past weeks, and her brown eyes sparkled like he had never seen. 'She really likes it here,' he suddenly realized. 'And whoever that pirate is, they seem to be pretty close.' Two more boys ran over, yelling. Both had black hair and black eyes; they were perfectly identical except for one who wore a big gold earring and the other wore a silver one.
"Hey, Boss, where've ye been when we need ye, eh? A new shipload came in last week, an' all the other rats got it before us because o' our bad sneak," the one with gold said.
The twin with silver punched him. "Aw, Ben, it t'was all yer fault, not mine!"
Tess threw mud at them. "Lenny, Benny, is that how you say hello to yer old mate?" The rest of the crew started to walk off, and getting up quickly Tess grabbed Ryan's wrist with a muddy hand and pulled him over. Wrapping her arm around his neck, she grinned roguishly. "Hey, lemme introduce you to me new mate. Ryan, this' Benny and Lenny, sneak twins extraordinaire." The twins saluted, mud dripping down Lenny's face. Ryan had learned before that sneaks were pirate spies on Tortouga, helping gangs to steal food and treasure from other ships. "And that mangy scab right there is Alex. They were me gang back here in Tortouga."
"Wot 'cho talkin' 'bout, Boss? We're still yer gang," the twins chorused. She grinned.
"Right, boyos. Now, let's get a drink. I'm dyin' o' thirst here!"
Down at Tess' favorite pub, Alex talked to Ryan. "So, ye've just joined Sparrow's crew, have ye?" he asked, acting a little too casual. Ryan, having been a spy for the British before, shrugged.
"Yeah. They picked me up from the Americas." Alex raised his eyebrows. "Ye've been to the New World, have ye?"
Ryan shrugged again, taking a long swig of his rum. "Ah, here, there, I've been everywhere and been everything. You name it, I done it." In fact, he wasn't lying.
"Lawyer?"
"Yep."
"Doctor?"
"Yessir."
"Captain?"
"Uh huh."
"Farmer? Bartender? Executioner?"
"Yeah, yeah, and yeah, but instead of killing the guy I let him go."
"Soldier?" The twins leaned in; Tess' heart stopped.
"And right again. But they get lousy food." He finished his rum and looked around, half-lidded green eyes gazing lazily at them. "I like being a pirate best, though." Alex sat back and grinned savagely.
"I bet you do." Alex grinned savagely. Tess grinned also and was about to say something when a big, burly man smelling of stale whiskey swaggered over to her.
"Hey, darlin' mind havin' a drink wid me?" He put his arm around her neck.
Frowning, Tess crossed her arms around her waist. "I don't think so, fattie. Go away." The man only let out a chuckle and pulled her up. Ryan was about to get up when Benny put his hand on his arm.
"See how Tess earned her reputation as the toughest lady pirate in this here city," he whispered.
Tess growled. "I'm warning you..." The man pulled her more towards the bar. She shrugged. "Fair enough." Straightening her arms, she flipped the daggers that were hidden in her vest so that the points were facing behind her, and thrust them into his sides. Howling, the man let go of her, a trickle of blood running down his shirt on both sides, and tried to punch her. She smiled savagely, ducked, and then looked at him straight in the eyes. "Goodnight." Pulling her arms back then bringing it forward with full force, she punched him straight in the face, hearing a satisfying crunch of broken bones. The man wobbled a bit, and then collapsed onto a nearby table. She brushed off her clothes, turned, and sat down again. "What were we talking about again?"
"That was pretty good, Tess," Ryan remarked as the crew boarded the Black Pearl for the night. The truth was, he thought that was amazing. He had never seen a girl fight so well.
She shrugged and grinned, face tilted jauntily. "What can I say? I'm a natural-born fighter. Comes with the family. Father, mother, uncle, grandfather, other uncle, cousins, second cousin, half cousin; I'm the only other woman fighter in the family other than my mother." She tossed her hair behind her shoulder and over the rail onto the ship.
"Do you talk to any of your other relatives?" He asked, curious. "You seem to know about them."
Tess scowled. "My other uncle, Keith, captain of Laughin' May; he's not like Uncle Jack. He was my mother's brother, and only wants the family treasure that my father told me about. His sons were about twenty when I was born; all of 'em are dead by now, I suppose. But one 'em was Troy, an' he had a son before he rotted away. His mum, of course, named him after his dad, and now my second cousin Troy just can't seem to leave me alone." She frowned. "He's one of the only pirates that can fight me hand-to-hand and not wipe out after the first five minutes. Kyle, me half cousin; he's pretty swell, although he's more of a cook, ye don't want to swipe any food from him." She grinned. "He's m'favorite outa my family other than Uncle Jack. Works on the Storm Killer." She looks out at the sea and smiles gently, the wet breeze cooling her face. "I love the sea. Don't know what I'd do without it." Ryan's face showed no emotion, but his emerald orbs showed understanding as he stood there silently. Tess looked at him out of the corner of her eye and grinned. "Night, soldier boy." Standing straight, she walked over to the hatch, opened the door, and disappeared. After watching her go, he smiled to himself, the walked over to the mast. Grabbing the ropes, he climbed into the crow's nest. Hauling over some canvas, he lay curled in the nest, staring at the stars. Finally, the stars twinkling above him and the ship rocking beneath him, he fell asleep.
AN: Wonderful? Good? Okay? Bad? Horrible? Tell me! Reviewsreviewsreviews!
Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Carribean, Disneyland does. But if you take any of my characters I will rip your throat out and toss it to my dog. Honest.
"Ah! This is more like it." Jack stretched as they walked down the pier into the more rough part of Tortouga. Tess looked back as Ryan; he looked as if he had no care in the world, and was very interested in the ladies around them. She grinned. Just like a pirate would act.
"Oy, Tess! Wot happened to those long locks o' yours?" Spinning around, Tess found herself face-to-face with a young man, about 19 years old. He had long, greasy strands of raven black hair, and his skin was golden tawny. His eyes were a strange gray-blue, contrasting greatly against his Spanish features. He was lean and wiry, and wore ragged clothes. Grinning, she leapt onto him, and they tumbled to the ground in a playful tussle
"Alex! You rogue! How've you been gettin' along these days?" Alex grinned, white teeth flashing. When he had seen the Black Pearl coming into harbor, he had known he would see Tess. But who was that new pirate, the one with blonde hair and bright green eyes? At first he had felt a twinge of jealousy, but that had soon faded. A few rolls later, Tess got up and wiped some mud off her face. Her grin was wider than Ryan had seen in the past weeks, and her brown eyes sparkled like he had never seen. 'She really likes it here,' he suddenly realized. 'And whoever that pirate is, they seem to be pretty close.' Two more boys ran over, yelling. Both had black hair and black eyes; they were perfectly identical except for one who wore a big gold earring and the other wore a silver one.
"Hey, Boss, where've ye been when we need ye, eh? A new shipload came in last week, an' all the other rats got it before us because o' our bad sneak," the one with gold said.
The twin with silver punched him. "Aw, Ben, it t'was all yer fault, not mine!"
Tess threw mud at them. "Lenny, Benny, is that how you say hello to yer old mate?" The rest of the crew started to walk off, and getting up quickly Tess grabbed Ryan's wrist with a muddy hand and pulled him over. Wrapping her arm around his neck, she grinned roguishly. "Hey, lemme introduce you to me new mate. Ryan, this' Benny and Lenny, sneak twins extraordinaire." The twins saluted, mud dripping down Lenny's face. Ryan had learned before that sneaks were pirate spies on Tortouga, helping gangs to steal food and treasure from other ships. "And that mangy scab right there is Alex. They were me gang back here in Tortouga."
"Wot 'cho talkin' 'bout, Boss? We're still yer gang," the twins chorused. She grinned.
"Right, boyos. Now, let's get a drink. I'm dyin' o' thirst here!"
Down at Tess' favorite pub, Alex talked to Ryan. "So, ye've just joined Sparrow's crew, have ye?" he asked, acting a little too casual. Ryan, having been a spy for the British before, shrugged.
"Yeah. They picked me up from the Americas." Alex raised his eyebrows. "Ye've been to the New World, have ye?"
Ryan shrugged again, taking a long swig of his rum. "Ah, here, there, I've been everywhere and been everything. You name it, I done it." In fact, he wasn't lying.
"Lawyer?"
"Yep."
"Doctor?"
"Yessir."
"Captain?"
"Uh huh."
"Farmer? Bartender? Executioner?"
"Yeah, yeah, and yeah, but instead of killing the guy I let him go."
"Soldier?" The twins leaned in; Tess' heart stopped.
"And right again. But they get lousy food." He finished his rum and looked around, half-lidded green eyes gazing lazily at them. "I like being a pirate best, though." Alex sat back and grinned savagely.
"I bet you do." Alex grinned savagely. Tess grinned also and was about to say something when a big, burly man smelling of stale whiskey swaggered over to her.
"Hey, darlin' mind havin' a drink wid me?" He put his arm around her neck.
Frowning, Tess crossed her arms around her waist. "I don't think so, fattie. Go away." The man only let out a chuckle and pulled her up. Ryan was about to get up when Benny put his hand on his arm.
"See how Tess earned her reputation as the toughest lady pirate in this here city," he whispered.
Tess growled. "I'm warning you..." The man pulled her more towards the bar. She shrugged. "Fair enough." Straightening her arms, she flipped the daggers that were hidden in her vest so that the points were facing behind her, and thrust them into his sides. Howling, the man let go of her, a trickle of blood running down his shirt on both sides, and tried to punch her. She smiled savagely, ducked, and then looked at him straight in the eyes. "Goodnight." Pulling her arms back then bringing it forward with full force, she punched him straight in the face, hearing a satisfying crunch of broken bones. The man wobbled a bit, and then collapsed onto a nearby table. She brushed off her clothes, turned, and sat down again. "What were we talking about again?"
"That was pretty good, Tess," Ryan remarked as the crew boarded the Black Pearl for the night. The truth was, he thought that was amazing. He had never seen a girl fight so well.
She shrugged and grinned, face tilted jauntily. "What can I say? I'm a natural-born fighter. Comes with the family. Father, mother, uncle, grandfather, other uncle, cousins, second cousin, half cousin; I'm the only other woman fighter in the family other than my mother." She tossed her hair behind her shoulder and over the rail onto the ship.
"Do you talk to any of your other relatives?" He asked, curious. "You seem to know about them."
Tess scowled. "My other uncle, Keith, captain of Laughin' May; he's not like Uncle Jack. He was my mother's brother, and only wants the family treasure that my father told me about. His sons were about twenty when I was born; all of 'em are dead by now, I suppose. But one 'em was Troy, an' he had a son before he rotted away. His mum, of course, named him after his dad, and now my second cousin Troy just can't seem to leave me alone." She frowned. "He's one of the only pirates that can fight me hand-to-hand and not wipe out after the first five minutes. Kyle, me half cousin; he's pretty swell, although he's more of a cook, ye don't want to swipe any food from him." She grinned. "He's m'favorite outa my family other than Uncle Jack. Works on the Storm Killer." She looks out at the sea and smiles gently, the wet breeze cooling her face. "I love the sea. Don't know what I'd do without it." Ryan's face showed no emotion, but his emerald orbs showed understanding as he stood there silently. Tess looked at him out of the corner of her eye and grinned. "Night, soldier boy." Standing straight, she walked over to the hatch, opened the door, and disappeared. After watching her go, he smiled to himself, the walked over to the mast. Grabbing the ropes, he climbed into the crow's nest. Hauling over some canvas, he lay curled in the nest, staring at the stars. Finally, the stars twinkling above him and the ship rocking beneath him, he fell asleep.
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