Disclaimer: Yes, I own PotC and Johnny Depp…*sarcasm*
Taken
The crisp, afternoon air flowed through the sails, directing the ship through the dense fog. Elizabeth Swann, daughter of the respectable governor of Port Royal, sang softly to herself at the bow. Just as her mother had…
"Yo Ho, Yo ho, a pirate's life for—"
A shot rang out, interrupting her song.
A single shot.
She turned to see her father held at gunpoint by that new crew member. What was his name…?
"Mr. Norrington, I suggest you gather your crew into that row boat."
Elizabeth shifted uncomfortably.
Jack, yes, Jack.
Norrington's jaw flexed, "You heard him."
The crew of sixty gathered into the rowboat barely fit for ten.
"Thanks, mates. It was nice meeting you all."
He pushed the Governor into the rowboat and slashed the rope attaching the two ships.
The boat fell to the ocean with a satisfying plop.
Jack grinned.
"Well, that went better then expected."
"…Why am I still here?"
He jumped.
"Oi! Why aren't you in the boat?"
"You told the crew to get in!"
"You, as well!"
"You should've specified!"
"Why don't you…gracefully fall into the ocean and swim to your boat, Miss?"
She gawked at him.
"Swim to me boat? In a corset?"
"You could take it off."
The fifteen year old glared.
"I'd never give you the satisfaction."
"Never say never, love."
"Aren't we being a bit hypocritical here, Mr.…"
"Cap'n Sparrow."
"Mr. Sparrow."
"Cap'n."
"Mr."
"Cap'n Jack Sparrow."
"Captain Jack Sparrow," she repeated.
And with that he pushed the dead body out of the ship.
Wait, dead body…?
Oh yes, the shot.
He turned the Interceptor.
No, they wouldn't be headed to Port Royal.
They were after a pirate ship.