Summary: This story is about Jack and a girl named Jezebel. The two had
fallen in love a long time ago, but then jack got accused of murder, in
which jezebel found that he's not guilty when it was too late, both wants
to apologize to each other for their faults, jezebel gets married to a
French guy, don't know what happens next...lol. joking! I just don't want to
tell you guys what happens next :P
Chapter 1-Tortuga and Dreams
Author's Note: okay, this is like my first fanfic so tell me anything you guys want to say. The genre, title, rating, and summary will change as soon as I come up with better ones.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but Jezebel so don't sue me. *Sob* I wish owned Jack though.
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Captain Jack Sparrow stood at the helm of his ship, with a bottle of rum in his hand, looking out to the longing ocean. He thought about where his life would take him if he had never taken the route to piracy. If he never had the Black Pearl. If he had turned his life to her. Jack had remembered a lot of memories in the past where he spent some time with one young woman. Sure he knew a lot of women, but this one particular woman was special to him.
"Jezebel," he murmured, "I miss you..."
"Jack, are you alright?" William Turner called to him from behind. Jack turned around and quickly changed his form from sadness to cheery.
"Aye, git ready boy because we are headin' fer Tortuga." Jack answered with a grin forming on his mouth.
"Why are we going there for?" asked Will. He didn't like that place very much. Too many drunks and too many whores. But Jack obviously loved it there, plus he was running out of rum.
"Well, um...I just wanted to pick up a few more supplies and uh, have some fun! ...I guess." Apparently Jack is a bit more drunk than usual, as so Will thought.
The Black Pearl finally arrived to Tortuga. Jack staggered onto deck and off the gangplank. Mr. Gibbs and Will followed with the crew behind them. One woman spotted Jack and waltzed over to him as soon as she saw him come to town.
"Scarlet!" exclaimed Jack with a devilish grin, but that grin soon turned into a frown as a hand landed on his cheek. "Ow! Bloody 'ell woman! That's twice you've done this to poor old Jack. I still don't think I deserved that slap." He mumbled as Scarlet turns and whips him with her hair. Will snickers at Jack as he rubs his aching face.
"And you still haven't answered me from last time you were here, Jack! Who was that other woman?" Another woman walked towards Jack.
"Ah, Giselle. Lemme explain..." But before Jack could explain anything, another hand met with his other cheek.
"I don't need your pity excuses Jack Sparrow!" Giselle shouted.
"That's CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow, luv." Said Jack, rubbing his now aching face. Giselle walked away, not wanting to hear anymore from him.
" I think I might have deserved that one though, again." Just then, a hand was planted on Jack's shoulder. It was Gibbs laughing heartily with Will.
"You sure do know how to handle women, Jack!" joked Will, still laughing at him. They soon entered a pub nearby and drank rum that whole night, with Jack telling stories of how he would get women into the sack and then leave them the next day.
"I've heard these stories a million times," said Gibbs, talking to Will. "But each time it was heard, a few details were always changed." Will just laughed, wondering how that story sounded the first time it was told. Jack was getting a bit sleepy so he quickly ended his story and headed back to the Pearl.
"Well hate to end this here story, gents. But old Captain Jack here needs a bit o' sleep." Said Jack, yawning.
He finally made his way to his cabin and slipped into bed. As Jack drifted onto sleep, memories from the past came back to haunt him. He then started tossing and turning. The scene was clear to him now...
"Believe me, Jezebel! I didn't do it! I didn't kill him! Please believe me!" Jack shouted and begged for her to have mercy on him. The guards that were holding him kept beating him, as if to tell him to shut up. Jezebel Williams just looked at him with both anger and sadness in her eyes. With that look on her face, Jack thought she would never trust him anymore. And with a wave of Jezebel's hand, the guards took Jack away to a dark, damp, and smelly cell.
"I don't understand why you would do this to me, Jezebel..." Jack mumbled under his breath. He knew what was coming to him. He knew that the next day he would be hanged at the gallows. Right in front of his one and only love. The one who sent him to his death right then and there.
Author's Note: How's that for a start? Do you like? hmmm... seems kinda short. What do you think?
See that little blue button down there that says 'Go!' ? Click on it for me. Please review!
Chapter 1-Tortuga and Dreams
Author's Note: okay, this is like my first fanfic so tell me anything you guys want to say. The genre, title, rating, and summary will change as soon as I come up with better ones.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but Jezebel so don't sue me. *Sob* I wish owned Jack though.
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Captain Jack Sparrow stood at the helm of his ship, with a bottle of rum in his hand, looking out to the longing ocean. He thought about where his life would take him if he had never taken the route to piracy. If he never had the Black Pearl. If he had turned his life to her. Jack had remembered a lot of memories in the past where he spent some time with one young woman. Sure he knew a lot of women, but this one particular woman was special to him.
"Jezebel," he murmured, "I miss you..."
"Jack, are you alright?" William Turner called to him from behind. Jack turned around and quickly changed his form from sadness to cheery.
"Aye, git ready boy because we are headin' fer Tortuga." Jack answered with a grin forming on his mouth.
"Why are we going there for?" asked Will. He didn't like that place very much. Too many drunks and too many whores. But Jack obviously loved it there, plus he was running out of rum.
"Well, um...I just wanted to pick up a few more supplies and uh, have some fun! ...I guess." Apparently Jack is a bit more drunk than usual, as so Will thought.
The Black Pearl finally arrived to Tortuga. Jack staggered onto deck and off the gangplank. Mr. Gibbs and Will followed with the crew behind them. One woman spotted Jack and waltzed over to him as soon as she saw him come to town.
"Scarlet!" exclaimed Jack with a devilish grin, but that grin soon turned into a frown as a hand landed on his cheek. "Ow! Bloody 'ell woman! That's twice you've done this to poor old Jack. I still don't think I deserved that slap." He mumbled as Scarlet turns and whips him with her hair. Will snickers at Jack as he rubs his aching face.
"And you still haven't answered me from last time you were here, Jack! Who was that other woman?" Another woman walked towards Jack.
"Ah, Giselle. Lemme explain..." But before Jack could explain anything, another hand met with his other cheek.
"I don't need your pity excuses Jack Sparrow!" Giselle shouted.
"That's CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow, luv." Said Jack, rubbing his now aching face. Giselle walked away, not wanting to hear anymore from him.
" I think I might have deserved that one though, again." Just then, a hand was planted on Jack's shoulder. It was Gibbs laughing heartily with Will.
"You sure do know how to handle women, Jack!" joked Will, still laughing at him. They soon entered a pub nearby and drank rum that whole night, with Jack telling stories of how he would get women into the sack and then leave them the next day.
"I've heard these stories a million times," said Gibbs, talking to Will. "But each time it was heard, a few details were always changed." Will just laughed, wondering how that story sounded the first time it was told. Jack was getting a bit sleepy so he quickly ended his story and headed back to the Pearl.
"Well hate to end this here story, gents. But old Captain Jack here needs a bit o' sleep." Said Jack, yawning.
He finally made his way to his cabin and slipped into bed. As Jack drifted onto sleep, memories from the past came back to haunt him. He then started tossing and turning. The scene was clear to him now...
"Believe me, Jezebel! I didn't do it! I didn't kill him! Please believe me!" Jack shouted and begged for her to have mercy on him. The guards that were holding him kept beating him, as if to tell him to shut up. Jezebel Williams just looked at him with both anger and sadness in her eyes. With that look on her face, Jack thought she would never trust him anymore. And with a wave of Jezebel's hand, the guards took Jack away to a dark, damp, and smelly cell.
"I don't understand why you would do this to me, Jezebel..." Jack mumbled under his breath. He knew what was coming to him. He knew that the next day he would be hanged at the gallows. Right in front of his one and only love. The one who sent him to his death right then and there.
Author's Note: How's that for a start? Do you like? hmmm... seems kinda short. What do you think?
See that little blue button down there that says 'Go!' ? Click on it for me. Please review!