"Good morning Gibbs!" Jack walked up to Gibbs on deck that morning.
"Mornin' Cap'n!"
Mr. Cotton walked past, "Morning Cotton!" Mr. Cotton stared, then his parrot replied, "Shiver me timbers!" Jack just ignored the creepy bird and went up to the helm to find Anamaria steering. When she saw him she gave him a dirty look. "Hello Anamaria! My, you look ravishing this morning!" She walked over to him and slapped him across the face then walked off to help the crew.
"It was just a compliment!" Jack hollered after her. He went over and took the wheel. It wasn't long before a crewmember shouted to Jack, "Cap'n! Someone's in the water!" He hustled down to the side of the ship as the crew looked over the rail down at the water. Jack looked over and saw a girl tied to a piece of wood floating in the water, unconscious.
"Get her out of the water!" Jack ordered. Minutes later they laid the girl down on the deck. Jack put his hand on her neck. "She's alive, but cold as ice. Put her in the quarters!" Mr. Cotton picked her up and took her inside. Jack stood up and looked around, his crew was looking at him funny. "Uh, Jack? Who's steering the ship?" said one of them. "Right!" Jack bolted back to the helm and the crew went back to work.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ It was pitch black that night, Jack decided to go check on the girl. He opened the door and quietly shut it behind him. He waltzed in as he usually does anywhere. He saw her lying in the bed, she was still unconscious. He sat down on the edge of it and put his hand on her cheek. She was getting warm, but had probably gotten a fever.
Jack then noticed he had seen this girl before. She was the one in Marlin's Pub. Funny, he had never remembered a girl's face before. He looked at what she was wearing. She had on a long white sleeved shirt with a brown vest over it, tight black pants and dark brown boots. She was very unusual looking, but reminded him of someone he knew, an old friend.
Then, Jack saw she had on a necklace. It was a silver chain that had a large black pendent, it was a jewel of some kind, a sapphire perhaps. He noticed it was a locket, so, like any curious pirate, he reached out to touch it. Just as he did, the girl moved slightly. She wasn't unconscious, she was asleep! He shot up from the bed when she moved, then snuck out of the room as quietly as he could so he wouldn't wake her up. He would ask the girl's story after she got some rest.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Amera opened her eyes and took a deep breath. She sat up, then looked around her. She was in a cabin, on a ship! It couldn't have been her own ship, it sank to Davy Jone's Locker! She crawled over to the window, seeing that they were in the middle of the Caribbean Sea. Then, the door swung open.
A man with a blue parrot came in with some food, then turned to leave. "Wait!" she ran over to him and got in his way. "Where am I? What ship is this?" The man just stared at her, and his bird spoke, "Hoist the sails!" The man and the parrot went out and shut the door behind them. Amera just stood there. 'Okay, I'm on a ship with deranged pirates, no big deal.' She thought. She whimpered a little then went to sit on the bed, she didn't touch the food.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Jack stood at the helm, steering as he looked out into the sunset with his dark piercing eyes. Then, Gibbs and Mr. Cotton came up the stairs and over to him. "Hey Jack! I think Mr. Cotton said the girl you got out of the water is awake. You want me to have a crewmember ask her a few questions?"
"No, that's alright. I'll see what the lass has to say meself." Gibbs shrugged and told Mr. Cotton to go get the girl, then Gibbs took the helm as Jack swaggered down to his quarters.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Amera was sharpening her dagger that she had kept in her left pocket. She felt she must be prepared, for anything. For all she knew, she could be on the Prowler, but, they wouldn't have given her such a nice room, would they? She put the dagger back in her pocket, and placed a hand on her locket. She somehow had to get out of here, snag a ship for her own, and head to the island that she was sure had both a mountain load of treasure and the answers to her parent's death. All her Uncle Fin told her was that pirates murdered them. But she wanted to know more!
Suddenly, she heard someone open the door. She let go of the locket, and stared a girl at the door. She was fearsome-looking, and seemed to have an attitude, "Come with me. The Cap'n wants to speak with ya!" Amera followed the girl down the long hallway to the end. She went to the last quarters and opened the door. She walked in, and Amera followed, not saying a word. She saw a table, with assorted food and wine.
Then, there was a man sitting at the opposite side of the table looking up at her. "Ah, glad to see the girl's up and at em, eh Ana?" He winked at Anamaria, she just rolled her eyes disgustingly at him. "Leave us along love, I need to speak with the lass." Anamaria left, slamming the door shut.
Amera stood there glaring at him with her arms crossed. This was the captain? Couldn't be, he was not much older then her. He had long black hair with little braids with beads woven in, and a red bandanna with a brown leather hat on. He had on a brown jacket with black pants and boots, and a white shirt. She noticed he was very tan, and in good shape for the most part, and he had dark chocolate eyes lined with coal and a gold and silver tooth grin. Yep, she was on a pirate ship alright.
"Well, don't just stand there, sit down have some food!" He said. His British accent was somewhat slurred, he seemed naturally drunk. She sat down and didn't touch the food, just stared at the room around her.
"So, what's you name, love?" She didn't answer, her mind was astray. "Alright, tell me this then, do you remember how you got in the middle of the ocean? How you been on a ship? A pirate ship perhaps?" She looked up at him, but still said nothing. Jack gave her a satisfied grin, "Ah, so you were on a pirate ship. So, which one were you on?" No answer. "Don't you speak at all?" She looked at him blankly, Jack turned confused.
"Fine, I'm going to guess that you're a mute. Most girls probably would've said somethin' by now, their all so chatty!" He chuckled a little, but Amera stayed serious. Jack began to become worried, "Are you alright?" Amera wasn't, she couldn't stop thinking about her Uncle Fin, he had been her only family left, now, she had nothing.
She held back the pain, however, Jack could see it in her eyes. He stood up and walked over to her. He bent down next to her chair. "Please, tell me, what happened on that ship? I can help you." She looked up at him finally, not shedding a single tear. Jack had never pitied a girl, this was the first time he truly did. He was about to speak when Gibbs walked in.
"I came down here to tell you Jack, we.Amera!" Amera stood up and went over to Gibbs, "Oh my God! Gibbs!" They hugged, and Jack was still bent over, with confusion written all over his face. "What are you doing here?" She asked. Gibbs chuckled, "I'm the first mate on this here ship, this is me Cap'n, as you already know. Oh, Jack, the crew said we're three days away from Port Vincent!" Jack's mouth was wide open, insulted by this girl who hadn't spoken to him, but to his first mate. "Maybe we should all sit down!" Gibbs said as Amera walked past Jack, sat down and took a bite of an apple.
The two men sat, and Gibbs began to talk. "Jack, this is Amera
Knightly, she's a good friend o' mine, and so is her Uncle Fin, there both captains of the Red Coral!" Jack became surprised at this, her name was very familiar. Amera looked up at Gibbs, "You mean he's the former Captain, Gibbs." "What? Amera, what happened?" Gibbs asked.
She stood up and walked to the window, crossing her arms. "We were sailing to an island, an island my father and mother were murdered at. We were going to collect the treasure hidden there. But, we fell into a storm, and when we survived it, another ship attacked us. The Prowler killed my crew, including Fin. The only reason I survived was because Fin pushed me off deck to save myself. The Prowler sank my ship. So I floated for a few days, and that's where you come in."
Then, she was silent. Gibbs bowed his head, Jack kept looking at Amera, who was holding her locket as she looked out at the sea. 'So, this is the urban legend' Jack thought. 'This is the female pirate who killed a man twice her size with only a dagger while he had two swords, she had taken out one of the most fearsome pirate ships in the Caribbean, the Eliminator, with only two cannons?' He couldn't believe it, this girl was the most famous female pirate, no, one of the most famous pirates of the century. Just like her father, Jonathan Knightly.
Jack knew Jon, but he didn't know Jon had a daughter! Bootstrap Bill introduced Jack to Jon once. He was an excellent pirate, and was amazed at the fact he had settled down and raised a little girl. But, now that he saw Amera, he believed it. They had the same blue eyes, same straight brown hair, hers much longer though, and she had Jon's seriousness.
"I'll.I'll go take over at the helm for Ana." Gibbs got up and walked out, leaving the two in the room alone. No one spoke for a long time. Then, Amera finally turned around and faced Jack. "So, what ship is this? Who are you?" He grinned and stood up, wobbling a little. "This is the Black Pearl, love. And, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow!" For the first time, Amera smiled, she began to laugh hysterically. "You're Jack Sparrow?" She calmed down a little. "Captain! Captain Jack Sparrow!" He corrected her. She walked up to him, looking him over.
"I thought you'd be.taller." Jack glared at her, deeply offended. "And.not so scrawny-looking. Most pirates have meat on their bones, what happened to your muscles?" She said as she grabbed his shoulder. Then, she let go, and walked to the doorways and turned back, she grinned. "It's hard to believe that you the one who was left on that tiny island and roped the sea turtles together to reach civilization!" She said sarcastically. Amera had never believed that story. She bowed to Jack mockingly and walked down the hallway to her room, leaving Jack furious. "Bloody woman!"
Mr. Cotton walked past, "Morning Cotton!" Mr. Cotton stared, then his parrot replied, "Shiver me timbers!" Jack just ignored the creepy bird and went up to the helm to find Anamaria steering. When she saw him she gave him a dirty look. "Hello Anamaria! My, you look ravishing this morning!" She walked over to him and slapped him across the face then walked off to help the crew.
"It was just a compliment!" Jack hollered after her. He went over and took the wheel. It wasn't long before a crewmember shouted to Jack, "Cap'n! Someone's in the water!" He hustled down to the side of the ship as the crew looked over the rail down at the water. Jack looked over and saw a girl tied to a piece of wood floating in the water, unconscious.
"Get her out of the water!" Jack ordered. Minutes later they laid the girl down on the deck. Jack put his hand on her neck. "She's alive, but cold as ice. Put her in the quarters!" Mr. Cotton picked her up and took her inside. Jack stood up and looked around, his crew was looking at him funny. "Uh, Jack? Who's steering the ship?" said one of them. "Right!" Jack bolted back to the helm and the crew went back to work.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ It was pitch black that night, Jack decided to go check on the girl. He opened the door and quietly shut it behind him. He waltzed in as he usually does anywhere. He saw her lying in the bed, she was still unconscious. He sat down on the edge of it and put his hand on her cheek. She was getting warm, but had probably gotten a fever.
Jack then noticed he had seen this girl before. She was the one in Marlin's Pub. Funny, he had never remembered a girl's face before. He looked at what she was wearing. She had on a long white sleeved shirt with a brown vest over it, tight black pants and dark brown boots. She was very unusual looking, but reminded him of someone he knew, an old friend.
Then, Jack saw she had on a necklace. It was a silver chain that had a large black pendent, it was a jewel of some kind, a sapphire perhaps. He noticed it was a locket, so, like any curious pirate, he reached out to touch it. Just as he did, the girl moved slightly. She wasn't unconscious, she was asleep! He shot up from the bed when she moved, then snuck out of the room as quietly as he could so he wouldn't wake her up. He would ask the girl's story after she got some rest.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Amera opened her eyes and took a deep breath. She sat up, then looked around her. She was in a cabin, on a ship! It couldn't have been her own ship, it sank to Davy Jone's Locker! She crawled over to the window, seeing that they were in the middle of the Caribbean Sea. Then, the door swung open.
A man with a blue parrot came in with some food, then turned to leave. "Wait!" she ran over to him and got in his way. "Where am I? What ship is this?" The man just stared at her, and his bird spoke, "Hoist the sails!" The man and the parrot went out and shut the door behind them. Amera just stood there. 'Okay, I'm on a ship with deranged pirates, no big deal.' She thought. She whimpered a little then went to sit on the bed, she didn't touch the food.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Jack stood at the helm, steering as he looked out into the sunset with his dark piercing eyes. Then, Gibbs and Mr. Cotton came up the stairs and over to him. "Hey Jack! I think Mr. Cotton said the girl you got out of the water is awake. You want me to have a crewmember ask her a few questions?"
"No, that's alright. I'll see what the lass has to say meself." Gibbs shrugged and told Mr. Cotton to go get the girl, then Gibbs took the helm as Jack swaggered down to his quarters.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Amera was sharpening her dagger that she had kept in her left pocket. She felt she must be prepared, for anything. For all she knew, she could be on the Prowler, but, they wouldn't have given her such a nice room, would they? She put the dagger back in her pocket, and placed a hand on her locket. She somehow had to get out of here, snag a ship for her own, and head to the island that she was sure had both a mountain load of treasure and the answers to her parent's death. All her Uncle Fin told her was that pirates murdered them. But she wanted to know more!
Suddenly, she heard someone open the door. She let go of the locket, and stared a girl at the door. She was fearsome-looking, and seemed to have an attitude, "Come with me. The Cap'n wants to speak with ya!" Amera followed the girl down the long hallway to the end. She went to the last quarters and opened the door. She walked in, and Amera followed, not saying a word. She saw a table, with assorted food and wine.
Then, there was a man sitting at the opposite side of the table looking up at her. "Ah, glad to see the girl's up and at em, eh Ana?" He winked at Anamaria, she just rolled her eyes disgustingly at him. "Leave us along love, I need to speak with the lass." Anamaria left, slamming the door shut.
Amera stood there glaring at him with her arms crossed. This was the captain? Couldn't be, he was not much older then her. He had long black hair with little braids with beads woven in, and a red bandanna with a brown leather hat on. He had on a brown jacket with black pants and boots, and a white shirt. She noticed he was very tan, and in good shape for the most part, and he had dark chocolate eyes lined with coal and a gold and silver tooth grin. Yep, she was on a pirate ship alright.
"Well, don't just stand there, sit down have some food!" He said. His British accent was somewhat slurred, he seemed naturally drunk. She sat down and didn't touch the food, just stared at the room around her.
"So, what's you name, love?" She didn't answer, her mind was astray. "Alright, tell me this then, do you remember how you got in the middle of the ocean? How you been on a ship? A pirate ship perhaps?" She looked up at him, but still said nothing. Jack gave her a satisfied grin, "Ah, so you were on a pirate ship. So, which one were you on?" No answer. "Don't you speak at all?" She looked at him blankly, Jack turned confused.
"Fine, I'm going to guess that you're a mute. Most girls probably would've said somethin' by now, their all so chatty!" He chuckled a little, but Amera stayed serious. Jack began to become worried, "Are you alright?" Amera wasn't, she couldn't stop thinking about her Uncle Fin, he had been her only family left, now, she had nothing.
She held back the pain, however, Jack could see it in her eyes. He stood up and walked over to her. He bent down next to her chair. "Please, tell me, what happened on that ship? I can help you." She looked up at him finally, not shedding a single tear. Jack had never pitied a girl, this was the first time he truly did. He was about to speak when Gibbs walked in.
"I came down here to tell you Jack, we.Amera!" Amera stood up and went over to Gibbs, "Oh my God! Gibbs!" They hugged, and Jack was still bent over, with confusion written all over his face. "What are you doing here?" She asked. Gibbs chuckled, "I'm the first mate on this here ship, this is me Cap'n, as you already know. Oh, Jack, the crew said we're three days away from Port Vincent!" Jack's mouth was wide open, insulted by this girl who hadn't spoken to him, but to his first mate. "Maybe we should all sit down!" Gibbs said as Amera walked past Jack, sat down and took a bite of an apple.
The two men sat, and Gibbs began to talk. "Jack, this is Amera
Knightly, she's a good friend o' mine, and so is her Uncle Fin, there both captains of the Red Coral!" Jack became surprised at this, her name was very familiar. Amera looked up at Gibbs, "You mean he's the former Captain, Gibbs." "What? Amera, what happened?" Gibbs asked.
She stood up and walked to the window, crossing her arms. "We were sailing to an island, an island my father and mother were murdered at. We were going to collect the treasure hidden there. But, we fell into a storm, and when we survived it, another ship attacked us. The Prowler killed my crew, including Fin. The only reason I survived was because Fin pushed me off deck to save myself. The Prowler sank my ship. So I floated for a few days, and that's where you come in."
Then, she was silent. Gibbs bowed his head, Jack kept looking at Amera, who was holding her locket as she looked out at the sea. 'So, this is the urban legend' Jack thought. 'This is the female pirate who killed a man twice her size with only a dagger while he had two swords, she had taken out one of the most fearsome pirate ships in the Caribbean, the Eliminator, with only two cannons?' He couldn't believe it, this girl was the most famous female pirate, no, one of the most famous pirates of the century. Just like her father, Jonathan Knightly.
Jack knew Jon, but he didn't know Jon had a daughter! Bootstrap Bill introduced Jack to Jon once. He was an excellent pirate, and was amazed at the fact he had settled down and raised a little girl. But, now that he saw Amera, he believed it. They had the same blue eyes, same straight brown hair, hers much longer though, and she had Jon's seriousness.
"I'll.I'll go take over at the helm for Ana." Gibbs got up and walked out, leaving the two in the room alone. No one spoke for a long time. Then, Amera finally turned around and faced Jack. "So, what ship is this? Who are you?" He grinned and stood up, wobbling a little. "This is the Black Pearl, love. And, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow!" For the first time, Amera smiled, she began to laugh hysterically. "You're Jack Sparrow?" She calmed down a little. "Captain! Captain Jack Sparrow!" He corrected her. She walked up to him, looking him over.
"I thought you'd be.taller." Jack glared at her, deeply offended. "And.not so scrawny-looking. Most pirates have meat on their bones, what happened to your muscles?" She said as she grabbed his shoulder. Then, she let go, and walked to the doorways and turned back, she grinned. "It's hard to believe that you the one who was left on that tiny island and roped the sea turtles together to reach civilization!" She said sarcastically. Amera had never believed that story. She bowed to Jack mockingly and walked down the hallway to her room, leaving Jack furious. "Bloody woman!"