Chapter One: Legend Becomes Fact
A group of pirates in the Hog's Head were regaling Desdemona and Salomé with tales of the Isla de Muerta. After the pirates were finished, Desdemona had gained a sudden interest in the Black Pearl, and set out to learn all she could about it.
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She soon learned that it was the fastest ship in the Caribbean, and the history of its captains. The two that really stood out were Hector Barbossa and Jack Sparrow.
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"After gaining the bearing to Isla de Muerta from Captain Sparrow, First Mate Barbossa led a mutiny, and left the good captain on a godforsaken spit of land. After being on the island for three days, Jack roped a couple of sea turtles, lashed 'em together and made a raft," the seedy looking bartender told Desdemona in an even seedier looking pub in a small town near Tortuga.
"He roped a couple of sea turtles?" She asked in disbelief.
"Aye, sea turtles," the bartender confirmed.
"Oh, really? What did he use for rope?" She questioned somewhat sarcastically.
"Human hair, from his back," he replied.
Desdemona rolled her eyes, not believing it for a second. Almost everything she heard about the so called 'infamous' Captain Jack Sparrow was either a tall tale, or a down right lie. Desdemona liked liars, except when she was trying to learn something, and this mysterious pirate intrigued her to no end. She knew one day their paths would cross, after all, the Caribbean wasn't all that big, and she wanted to be ready.
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About a year after Desdemona first heard about the Black Pearl, she and Salomé were in a town called Na Skrit in Hispaniola. Desdemona saw the Pearl dock that same night, and told Salomé what to do.
After her mistress ducked into a dark alley, Salomé hung around outside the nearest pub, waiting for the captain.
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"Good evening, guv'nor," said the strangest looking woman Captain Jack Sparrow had ever seen. She had waist length curly purple hair, matching eyes, and the palest skin a person could have, which was a rare find in the Caribbean. He couldn't quite place the accent. European, he guessed rather vaguely. Almost French and German, but not quite like either of the two.
"Good evening, luv," Jack replied.
"My mistress would like to see you, captain," the woman said.
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When Salomé and Jack reached the alley, Desdemona said, "Bring the captain to me, Salomé."
Walking with Jack into the alley, Salomé stood in front of her mistress.
"Hello, Captain Sparrow. My name is Desdemona," she said.
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Jack couldn't see Desdemona too clearly for a few reasons. Number one, they were in a dark alley, and number two, she had the hood of her cloak on low over her face. From what little Jack could tell, she had dark hair, blue eyes, and was as pale as her servant with the same odd accent. Suddenly, her eyes turned emerald and glowed brightly.
"Come with me to my manor, Captain Jack Sparrow," Desdemona said in a calm and soothing voice.
Jack agreed. What harm could it do? whispered a voice in his head.
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A/N: Well, that's all for chapter two! Chapter three to come soon! Review!