Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and Bess/Bethany Black/Vane. I could say I do but that would lead to sticky situations and untimely death... I have not decided what to rate this so for now it will remain PG. Please R&R, a trade for a trade. You review mine and I'll review yours.
Now another thing...I have done fics before but this is my first attempt at a Pirates of the Caribbean one. Forgive me if Jack seems out of charcter as I haven't seen the movie in awhile and my friend still has my copy.
KateNowNow one with the show...uhh...story
Chapter 1_______________________
She stood just short of the edge. The thin wooden plank wobbled under her weight. She turned to her crew unstrapped her guns and tossed them to someone on deck. The man who caught them held them both gingerly as if she had cursed them. "What you want me to with 'em?" he asked starign at her with uncertainty.
" Hold 'em fer me you idiot." she said as she turned back to look in the dark water she rolled her eyes and jumped off the ship. As she fell her brown hair flew around her adn she tumbled faster then she expected. Her body hit the water with a smacking sound and pushed the air out of her, she was shocked but still struggled against the cold waves. She resurfaced and gasped in as much air as she could take in. Her hair stuck unpleastnly to her face.
" Captain? Captain 're you all right?" asked the man with her guns. her whole crew stood leaning over the rails. The idiots seemed amazed she had survived her fall. She wished they would stop askign questions, that's all they ever did. ' What will you do when you get there?' and ' Can you fet it done by yourself?' She thought they would have learned that if she had scarred them all into working for her she could handle a stubborn pirate. Afterall they were dealing with one.
" Yes " she shouted " stick with the plan, don't come to port till you see the fire." She streched her arms forward and started swimming towards the distant island. She didn't trust her crew any more then they trusted her. They knew that they would sell eachother out quicker then they had formed. But she knew they wanted this as much as she did.
She twisted around at her ship, it was a good distance away. The people would never expect it. She floated on her back awhile, letting the gentle rocking of the waves sooth her nerves. After awhile she pushed herself slowly towards land...
Once she hit the sandy floor she knew she made it. She sat up and glanced around. The beach was empty, except for a man who came out of hte shadows. " You captain Bess? " he asked without much concern. She rasied her eyebrows at him, he looked disagreeable. His beard tangled, you could smell the rum on him and he had the faint aroma of a pig pen. She thought about asking if he slept with pigs, but thought better of it.She nodded slowly.
He said nothing more, but handed her a plum colored dress and a corset then turned and left her to change. She scowled " how friendly..." she muttered, picking up te corset she traced it with her finger. " Now how do I put this on? " She asked herself she " i won't wear it." she said. " Great now I'm talking to myself." She undid the red scarf that was keeping her brown breeches on her waist. She had gotten them off a british man who had easily gotten drunk. She also pulled of her brown vest then her white shirt which still dripped with water.
She tossed the corset onto the sandy beach and pulled the plum dress over her body. She felt stangley naked without her guns strapped to her side. She tried to untangle her hair which did nto seem to approve of salt water but gave after she managed to get her fingers caught in the mess. She tried in vain to do up the back of the dress, but failed at that task too. The man had reappeared and quickly did the back up tightly.
'Surely it wasn't meant to be this tight.' she thought to herself, she had never worn a dress in her adult life. " A bit tight isn't it? " she asked The smiled showing yellow stained teeth and commented on how much worse it would be if she had worn the corset. he grabbed her ruffly by the arm and half dragged her across the beach and to the port. Her boots scratched the wooden boards.
When they stopped the man whispered in her ear. She felt suddenly sick to ehr stomache. " 'ave a nice swim. " he said as her pushed her staight off into the water. She was unprepared and breathed in water. ' what a nice man' she thought sarcastically, telling herself to kill him later. She came up from under the water and coughed she floated on her back waiting for her breathe to catch up with her.
Now another thing...I have done fics before but this is my first attempt at a Pirates of the Caribbean one. Forgive me if Jack seems out of charcter as I haven't seen the movie in awhile and my friend still has my copy.
KateNowNow one with the show...uhh...story
Chapter 1_______________________
She stood just short of the edge. The thin wooden plank wobbled under her weight. She turned to her crew unstrapped her guns and tossed them to someone on deck. The man who caught them held them both gingerly as if she had cursed them. "What you want me to with 'em?" he asked starign at her with uncertainty.
" Hold 'em fer me you idiot." she said as she turned back to look in the dark water she rolled her eyes and jumped off the ship. As she fell her brown hair flew around her adn she tumbled faster then she expected. Her body hit the water with a smacking sound and pushed the air out of her, she was shocked but still struggled against the cold waves. She resurfaced and gasped in as much air as she could take in. Her hair stuck unpleastnly to her face.
" Captain? Captain 're you all right?" asked the man with her guns. her whole crew stood leaning over the rails. The idiots seemed amazed she had survived her fall. She wished they would stop askign questions, that's all they ever did. ' What will you do when you get there?' and ' Can you fet it done by yourself?' She thought they would have learned that if she had scarred them all into working for her she could handle a stubborn pirate. Afterall they were dealing with one.
" Yes " she shouted " stick with the plan, don't come to port till you see the fire." She streched her arms forward and started swimming towards the distant island. She didn't trust her crew any more then they trusted her. They knew that they would sell eachother out quicker then they had formed. But she knew they wanted this as much as she did.
She twisted around at her ship, it was a good distance away. The people would never expect it. She floated on her back awhile, letting the gentle rocking of the waves sooth her nerves. After awhile she pushed herself slowly towards land...
Once she hit the sandy floor she knew she made it. She sat up and glanced around. The beach was empty, except for a man who came out of hte shadows. " You captain Bess? " he asked without much concern. She rasied her eyebrows at him, he looked disagreeable. His beard tangled, you could smell the rum on him and he had the faint aroma of a pig pen. She thought about asking if he slept with pigs, but thought better of it.She nodded slowly.
He said nothing more, but handed her a plum colored dress and a corset then turned and left her to change. She scowled " how friendly..." she muttered, picking up te corset she traced it with her finger. " Now how do I put this on? " She asked herself she " i won't wear it." she said. " Great now I'm talking to myself." She undid the red scarf that was keeping her brown breeches on her waist. She had gotten them off a british man who had easily gotten drunk. She also pulled of her brown vest then her white shirt which still dripped with water.
She tossed the corset onto the sandy beach and pulled the plum dress over her body. She felt stangley naked without her guns strapped to her side. She tried to untangle her hair which did nto seem to approve of salt water but gave after she managed to get her fingers caught in the mess. She tried in vain to do up the back of the dress, but failed at that task too. The man had reappeared and quickly did the back up tightly.
'Surely it wasn't meant to be this tight.' she thought to herself, she had never worn a dress in her adult life. " A bit tight isn't it? " she asked The smiled showing yellow stained teeth and commented on how much worse it would be if she had worn the corset. he grabbed her ruffly by the arm and half dragged her across the beach and to the port. Her boots scratched the wooden boards.
When they stopped the man whispered in her ear. She felt suddenly sick to ehr stomache. " 'ave a nice swim. " he said as her pushed her staight off into the water. She was unprepared and breathed in water. ' what a nice man' she thought sarcastically, telling herself to kill him later. She came up from under the water and coughed she floated on her back waiting for her breathe to catch up with her.