A/N: Hmmm..I'm having fun with this! It's going surprisingly well, believe it or not. No writing cramps in my hands, at least. It took me a bit of time to get started on this, but I wrote this in about 2 hours, so be happy!
I'm trying out some pirate type speaking and such in this, so tell me what you think.
MORE STRAYINGNESS!
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Jess was woken up the next morning by the sun in her eyes, beaming in through her oh-so-well-placed window.
"Bloody cabin…" she muttered to herself, as she stumbled around the room, looking for her clothes. Once she had gathered everything together, she went out on deck. The entire crew was gathered at the side, save for Jack and Cotton. The ship was blanketed in fog, and when she looked over the railing, she saw countless shipwrecks floating in the water nearby, surrounded by lurking sharks.
"It's a graveyard…"
"Wot's a graveyard, love?"
Jess spun around, only to see Jack staring at her from his position at the wheel. She stood there, debating for a second, then quickly walked over to him.
"This whole place…it's creepy. Thinking about what's supposedly happened here…" She suppressed a shudder. Jack nodded.
"We're almos' at Isla de Muerta. I can feel it. Soon I'll have the Pearl back…"
Jess looked up at him strangely. "Why would you want the Black Pearl?"
Jack sighed. "It's a long story love…"
"We've got the time. Let's hear it."
"Well…ye see…'Cap'n' Barbossa-' Jess noticed how much disgust he used when he said those two words. Jack continued. "-was me first mate, when I was cap'n of the Black Pearl."
Jess looked at him, amazed. "YOU were captain of the Black Pearl? Isn't it cursed?" Jack nodded.
"Aye love. And it wasn't cursed until that filthy bastard got his paws on it. Now, if you'll let me finish?" Jess nodded again.
"Well…there was a mutiny. They marooned me on a god-forsaken lil' spit of land in the middle o' nowhere. On the third day I was stuck there, a ship showed up. Unbeknownst to 'CAP'N' Barbossa, the rum runners use that lil' island as a cache, and I bartered passage off with them."
Jess grinned. "Ah. So that's the story behind the escape of the 'infamous' Jack Sparrow."
Jack rolled his eyes and took a step closer to Jess, catching her eyes.
"Once again, it's CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow, love."
Jess grinned, gave him a small shove, and walked over to Gibbs and Will, who were sitting near the railing, talking.
"…Now Will , when a man is marooned he's given a pistol with a single shot. It won't do much good hunting, nor to be rescued. But after three weeks of a starvin' belly and thirst, that pistol starts to look real friendly." Gibbs made a 'gun' with his hand and pointed it at his head, as if to accentuate his point. "But Jack made it off the island and he still has that single shot. Oh, but he won't use it though, save for one man. His mutinous first mate."
Jess sat down next to Will. "Barbossa", she muttered under her breath.
Gibbs nodded. "Aye." But Will still looked interested. "How did Jack get off that island?"
Gibbs grinned slightly, as if this were one of his favorite stories to tell.
"Well, I'll tell ye. He waded out into the shallows and there he waited three days and three nights till all manner of sea creature came and acclimated to his presence. And on the fourth morning he roped himself a couple of sea turtles, harnessed them together and made a raft." Gibbs looked awfully proud of himself at this. Jess stifled a laugh, as she knew what REALLY happened.
"He roped himself a couple of sea turtles?"
"Aye, sea turtles."
Will spoke up, apparently seeing something wrong with this explanation. "What'd he use for rope?" Jess looked from Will to Gibbs, who looked like he didn't know the answer.
Suddenly, they all turned around. Jack was looking down at the three of them. "Human hair. From my back." Jess chuckled lightly at the frankness in his voice. "Let go the anchor!"
"LET GO THE ANCHOR, SIR!" The whole crew scurried off to complete the command.
Gibbs walked up behind Jack, who looked like he had made a decision. "Mr. Turner and I are to go ashore."
"Captain! What if the worst should happen?"
"…Keep to the code."
Gibbs nodded. "Aye, the code."
Jess stormed up to Jack, speaking in an indignant tone. "WHAT ABOUT ME?"
Jack sighed, and looked down at Jess. "But…love…"
"I can take care of myself. I'm coming with you two. Savvy?"
Jack looked down at the deck, breaking eye contact with her. She grabbed his chin and pushed it upward, forcing him to look at her. "….well?"
Jack groaned. "Fine…", he muttered, walking away from her.
Suddenly, he turned around, speaking quietly, so only Jess would hear. "Don't do anything stupid love. I don't want you getting hurt…." He cleared his throat, and spoke louder. "Savvy?"
Jess nodded. "Savvy." She went and joined Will in the small rowboat. Jack climbed in soon after, and sat on the oarsman's seat. When Gibbs gave the order, the crew lowed the boat carefully into the water.
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After about twenty minutes of rowing, they finally reached the cave. As they entered the dark cavern, the first thing Jess noticed was a skeleton with a sword stabbed through its back, a look of obvious surprise remaining on face of the skull. She fingered the cutlass attached to her belt.
Will looked around apprehensively. "What code is Gibbs to keep to if the worst should happen?"
Jack pushed the oars backward. "Pirate's code. Any man that falls behind, is left behind."
"No heroes amongst thieves, eh?"
Jack rolled his eyes at Jess and made a face, which Will couldn't see. Jess grinned. "You know, for having such a bleak outlook on pirates, you're well on your way to becoming one. Sprung a man from jail, commandeered a ship of the fleet, sailed with a buccuneer crew out of Tortuga…"
A pile of gold coins beneath the water caught Jess's eye. She and Will looked over the edge of the boat, soon followed by Jack.
"And you're completely obsessed with treasure."
The boat ran up against the floor of the cave, and Jack and Jess climbed out, followed by Will. She followed Jack up an outcropping to a perch which overlooked the entire cave. Mountains of treasure littered the islands that spattered the water of the gigantic cave. A large chest stood on top of the largest one. "That looks familiar…", she muttered. "Indiana Jones?" (A/N: Sorry. Just had to use that. ^_^) Two people that she recognized immediately as Captain Barbossa and Elizabeth stood on top of said mound of treasure. The entire cursed crew of the Black Pearl stood in front of them, waving torches around and hooting and hollering.
"That is NOT true. I am NOT obsessed with treasure" Will had apparently FINALLY made his way up. Jack looked down at him.
"Not all treasure is silver and gold, mate."
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Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know it's not that long, but I couldn't think of a good stopping point, and that was the best I could think of. So….
What'd you think of the pirate-y speech and such? I get it right?
As always…
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Hehehe It's a bit of a cliffy, isn't it. Aw, my first one, I'm so proud…*sniffle*
