Mary Sue Hunter: Out to Sea
Chapter Two
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Jack Sparrow stood at the helm of the Black Pearl, his hand resting lightly on the wheel, and his beaded hair clicking as it swished in the breeze. Life was good. He was on course for Tortugas for supplies and trading off his latest loot, he'd embarrassed Commodore Norrington again this week, and Ana Maria hadn't slapped him once in a while. As if sensing she was in his thoughts, Ana Maria appeared by Jack's side.
"Fancy a loot? We've spotted a real fancy lookin' ship not for off. Probably full of foreigners." The first mate was practically wriggling at the prospect of another plunder. "C'mon, Jack, you know you want to."
Sparrow grinned. "That's Captain Jack to you, Love." Ana Maria smirked. "Sound the bell then," Jack ordered happily. Ana Maria bounced across the deck in an uncharacteristically jaunty mood. The ringing of the cow bell was a tradition aboard the Black Pearl right before a loot. At the sound the entire crew assembled, strapping cutlasses and pistols to themselves, and preparing endless coils of rope, reading themselves to take over and strip the ship in target. Jack watched his crew proudly, before brandishing his own weapons. "Tallyho!"
The Black Pearl cut through the waves towards the 'Blue Diamond', with the crew hooting and loading the cannons. They were close enough to hear the cries of the lookout, as he spotted the pirate's ship a little too late. A gunshot sounded and a figure, obviously the captain, judging by the feathered hat, appeared at the helm. The orders to man the cannons came again too late, as Jack gave his own order; to take the ship captive. With in minutes, Sparrow was standing at the helm of the 'Blue Diamond' and drawing his sword.
"LOOT IT!"
The crew dragged all the passangers out onto the deck and began taking all their valuables. Jack grinned, and did an impulsive little jig on the spot, tossing his cutlass from hand to hand. This raid was in the making to be one of his biggest in a long time. The sacks of trinkets and valuables were already knee high and growing. Yes, indeed, life was very good, and today was one of the best.
He quickly revised that thought, though, when a blade was pressed against his throat. Alright, maybe it wasn't the best day. Just an exceptional one.
"Ah, mate, yeh mind pointing that thing else places? Know you could hurt someone like that, aye?" Jack said lightly, while trying to turn to see his captor.
"Ah, not, mate, my dagger's just fine where it is. And how'd ya know if hurtin' someone ain't my intention?" A woman's voice? What kind of a ship had a female captain? Jack's thoughts were going a hundred kilometres a second. This could be amusing. Jack decided to make the most of his. unusual situation. He would make his crew and ancestors proud. He would do what any red-blooded pirate would do.
He copped a feel.
The action certainly got his captor's attention. She let go of Jack with a yelp and punched him hard in the back of the head. Sparrow fell forward, drawing his sword with is momentum, and whirled around, plunging into a heated battle with the short haired woman.
She was good, parrying and blocking Jack's every strike. Their battle took them right out onto the gang plank, the woman being the furthest out. She struck Jack's shoulder, drawing blood, and both paused to watch the little red drops gather and fall into the ocean. Within seconds, the dark silhouettes of sharks could be seen swimming about under the boat. Jack looked up and made eye contact with his opponent, and in that second, the captain felt the spark of a challenge. He barely heard Ana Maria calling his name.
"JACK! We've got to be gone! There's another boat coming!" She was yelling to her captain. THAT got Jack's attention. Both crews turned to look at the new coming ship and Sparrow started as he recognised it.
"Shit, Norrington. Get the stuff and back to the Pearl!" Jack yelled to his crew. "Blow this thing as soon as I'm off!" The crew scattered, taking everything they could carry; food, weapons, and, of course, anything shiny. Jack turned and quickly took up his fight with the captain of the 'Blue Diamond' again.
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Will, Angel, and Commodore Norrington stood at the prow of Norrington's ship, looking through Angel's powerful binoculars. Will had them as he watched Jack take up his battle again.
"He's just given the order to retreat and head back out to the Black Pearl. And he's got he captain of the other ship duelling on the plank," Will described what he saw. Angel beside him growled.
"We need to get there faster."
Norrington, on Will's other side nodded in agreement with the huntress. "Open her up a little more!" he called. The Commodore, like many others, had quickly learned that Angel wasn't to be disobeyed. HE already had a big, juicy black eye for arguing with her once earlier.
Will turned to Angel and saw her pondering. "What is it?" he asked tentatively.
"The captain of the other ship, does he look male to you?"
Will picked up the binoculars again and studied the short captain of the 'Blue Diamond.' He wasn't a man after all. "No, she's definitely a woman," he said.
"Another bloody Mary Sue."
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Jack had beaten the opposing captain to her knees at the very end of the gang plank. He grinned triumphantly and touched the very tip of his sword to her throat. The young woman was panting slightly, and she glared at him, in angry defeat.
"They always say 'aving a woman on board was bad luck. Maybe tis being the woman on board that's the bad, luck, you think, eh?" She continued to glare at Jack, despite his jovial one-sided conversation. He frowned, getting exasperated with the defeated woman's coolness. "Up on yer feet," he said, pushing the tip of his cutlass deeper into the flesh, forcing her to rise, struggling for balance as she wavered dangerously on the end of the gang plank.
"JACK!"
That was Will's voice. What on Earth was Will doing on Norrington's ship? Jack shook his head, trying to hear what his best friend's son was yelling at him. Cheese and hairy poo? Fleas and fairy glue? Will had finally lost his mind, but his words seemed to worry the woman at the end of his sword. She was looking over her shoulder as best as she could with a blade at her jugular. She shot a desperate look at Sparrow.
"Jack? Please?" she whispered, her face changing from harsh coldness to desperate pleading. Captain Jack looked at her, and for a fleeting moment, he wavered in his stand. But Will's cries finally cut through his thoughts and Jack was able to understand what he'd been hollering.
"She's a Mary Sue!"
Sparrow quirked an eyebrow. "So you're one of them things Will's been writing me about, eh?" He shoved his sword closer to her again, and she tried to step back, flailing when her foot hit nothing but air. She looked back frantically, watching the sharks swim below, still lingering on the scent of Jack's blood and of her fear. Jack's instincts were screaming for him to save her and ravage her right there on the plank, but his common sense argued back to kill her.
Norrington's ship had pulled level with the Blue Diamond, and three people boarded the ship. Sparrow could see his Pearl had moved away about a hundred metres, and his crew were watching the proceedings from the deck intently. A movement in the corner of his eye caused him to turn back to his Mary Sue captive. "Stand still!" he barked, but she wasn't paying him any attention anymore. Her eyes were fearfully fixed on a spot behind his head. Jack realised a second to late that someone was standing behind him as the click of a magazine sliding into place alerted him to the fact that they had a very advanced gun held to his head.
"Kill her Jack. Kill her now, or I'll kill you both," a cold female voice snarled in his ear. What was with all the women today? Jack shook his head slightly, and pulled back his sword. In that instant, the Mary Sue breathed a sigh of relief and the gun at his head's safety clicked off.
He swung.
The Mary Sue's headless body stood for a moment on it's own as its head fell into the water. Then it crumpled and followed the head into the ocean, to the sharks below.
Jack sighed and wiped the blood from his cutlass, and turned to the people on the ship with him. One was Will, with a bruised face and split lip, one was Norrington, in all is pompous glory, and the third, still holding the strange looking gun to his head was a woman of about Will's age. She looked stressed, and angry. Her green-brown eyes were flaming and her purple streaked hair was falling from her braid. The little black monkey on her shoulder pushed it from her face, before settling back onto her shoulder. Jack cocked an eyebrow and pointed to her firearm. "Mind putting that away now love?"
She glared at him, but holstered her weapon, and glanced at Will, who stepped forward and gave the pirate a one-armed hug.
"Can't stay out of trouble, can you now, Jack?" Will said mockingly. Jack just grinned his black-toothed grin and took his hat off to the man.
.:~*~:.
"So we've got an infestation of these things?" Sparrow clarified after the situation had been explained to him in full. Will nodded and Angel took up her part of the story.
"The creatures were only originally after Will, who's the local tall, dark and handsome, but as they grew in numbers, they have evolved into Pirate Mary Sue's so as that they can follow you out to sea."
"Scary."
Angel nodded. This was the point where she filled them in on another of her trademark crazy, dangerous plans.
"BAIT?! You want to use me an' Will as BAIT?!"
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Sorry it's such a short chappie and that I've taken so long to update, but high school does that to you. I'm working on a few other projects at the moment, but I promise I'll finish Out to Sea up and have the next epic in the Mary Sue Hunters series up soon!
Love to all!
Peace
Andúnië
Chapter Two
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Jack Sparrow stood at the helm of the Black Pearl, his hand resting lightly on the wheel, and his beaded hair clicking as it swished in the breeze. Life was good. He was on course for Tortugas for supplies and trading off his latest loot, he'd embarrassed Commodore Norrington again this week, and Ana Maria hadn't slapped him once in a while. As if sensing she was in his thoughts, Ana Maria appeared by Jack's side.
"Fancy a loot? We've spotted a real fancy lookin' ship not for off. Probably full of foreigners." The first mate was practically wriggling at the prospect of another plunder. "C'mon, Jack, you know you want to."
Sparrow grinned. "That's Captain Jack to you, Love." Ana Maria smirked. "Sound the bell then," Jack ordered happily. Ana Maria bounced across the deck in an uncharacteristically jaunty mood. The ringing of the cow bell was a tradition aboard the Black Pearl right before a loot. At the sound the entire crew assembled, strapping cutlasses and pistols to themselves, and preparing endless coils of rope, reading themselves to take over and strip the ship in target. Jack watched his crew proudly, before brandishing his own weapons. "Tallyho!"
The Black Pearl cut through the waves towards the 'Blue Diamond', with the crew hooting and loading the cannons. They were close enough to hear the cries of the lookout, as he spotted the pirate's ship a little too late. A gunshot sounded and a figure, obviously the captain, judging by the feathered hat, appeared at the helm. The orders to man the cannons came again too late, as Jack gave his own order; to take the ship captive. With in minutes, Sparrow was standing at the helm of the 'Blue Diamond' and drawing his sword.
"LOOT IT!"
The crew dragged all the passangers out onto the deck and began taking all their valuables. Jack grinned, and did an impulsive little jig on the spot, tossing his cutlass from hand to hand. This raid was in the making to be one of his biggest in a long time. The sacks of trinkets and valuables were already knee high and growing. Yes, indeed, life was very good, and today was one of the best.
He quickly revised that thought, though, when a blade was pressed against his throat. Alright, maybe it wasn't the best day. Just an exceptional one.
"Ah, mate, yeh mind pointing that thing else places? Know you could hurt someone like that, aye?" Jack said lightly, while trying to turn to see his captor.
"Ah, not, mate, my dagger's just fine where it is. And how'd ya know if hurtin' someone ain't my intention?" A woman's voice? What kind of a ship had a female captain? Jack's thoughts were going a hundred kilometres a second. This could be amusing. Jack decided to make the most of his. unusual situation. He would make his crew and ancestors proud. He would do what any red-blooded pirate would do.
He copped a feel.
The action certainly got his captor's attention. She let go of Jack with a yelp and punched him hard in the back of the head. Sparrow fell forward, drawing his sword with is momentum, and whirled around, plunging into a heated battle with the short haired woman.
She was good, parrying and blocking Jack's every strike. Their battle took them right out onto the gang plank, the woman being the furthest out. She struck Jack's shoulder, drawing blood, and both paused to watch the little red drops gather and fall into the ocean. Within seconds, the dark silhouettes of sharks could be seen swimming about under the boat. Jack looked up and made eye contact with his opponent, and in that second, the captain felt the spark of a challenge. He barely heard Ana Maria calling his name.
"JACK! We've got to be gone! There's another boat coming!" She was yelling to her captain. THAT got Jack's attention. Both crews turned to look at the new coming ship and Sparrow started as he recognised it.
"Shit, Norrington. Get the stuff and back to the Pearl!" Jack yelled to his crew. "Blow this thing as soon as I'm off!" The crew scattered, taking everything they could carry; food, weapons, and, of course, anything shiny. Jack turned and quickly took up his fight with the captain of the 'Blue Diamond' again.
.:~*~:.
Will, Angel, and Commodore Norrington stood at the prow of Norrington's ship, looking through Angel's powerful binoculars. Will had them as he watched Jack take up his battle again.
"He's just given the order to retreat and head back out to the Black Pearl. And he's got he captain of the other ship duelling on the plank," Will described what he saw. Angel beside him growled.
"We need to get there faster."
Norrington, on Will's other side nodded in agreement with the huntress. "Open her up a little more!" he called. The Commodore, like many others, had quickly learned that Angel wasn't to be disobeyed. HE already had a big, juicy black eye for arguing with her once earlier.
Will turned to Angel and saw her pondering. "What is it?" he asked tentatively.
"The captain of the other ship, does he look male to you?"
Will picked up the binoculars again and studied the short captain of the 'Blue Diamond.' He wasn't a man after all. "No, she's definitely a woman," he said.
"Another bloody Mary Sue."
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Jack had beaten the opposing captain to her knees at the very end of the gang plank. He grinned triumphantly and touched the very tip of his sword to her throat. The young woman was panting slightly, and she glared at him, in angry defeat.
"They always say 'aving a woman on board was bad luck. Maybe tis being the woman on board that's the bad, luck, you think, eh?" She continued to glare at Jack, despite his jovial one-sided conversation. He frowned, getting exasperated with the defeated woman's coolness. "Up on yer feet," he said, pushing the tip of his cutlass deeper into the flesh, forcing her to rise, struggling for balance as she wavered dangerously on the end of the gang plank.
"JACK!"
That was Will's voice. What on Earth was Will doing on Norrington's ship? Jack shook his head, trying to hear what his best friend's son was yelling at him. Cheese and hairy poo? Fleas and fairy glue? Will had finally lost his mind, but his words seemed to worry the woman at the end of his sword. She was looking over her shoulder as best as she could with a blade at her jugular. She shot a desperate look at Sparrow.
"Jack? Please?" she whispered, her face changing from harsh coldness to desperate pleading. Captain Jack looked at her, and for a fleeting moment, he wavered in his stand. But Will's cries finally cut through his thoughts and Jack was able to understand what he'd been hollering.
"She's a Mary Sue!"
Sparrow quirked an eyebrow. "So you're one of them things Will's been writing me about, eh?" He shoved his sword closer to her again, and she tried to step back, flailing when her foot hit nothing but air. She looked back frantically, watching the sharks swim below, still lingering on the scent of Jack's blood and of her fear. Jack's instincts were screaming for him to save her and ravage her right there on the plank, but his common sense argued back to kill her.
Norrington's ship had pulled level with the Blue Diamond, and three people boarded the ship. Sparrow could see his Pearl had moved away about a hundred metres, and his crew were watching the proceedings from the deck intently. A movement in the corner of his eye caused him to turn back to his Mary Sue captive. "Stand still!" he barked, but she wasn't paying him any attention anymore. Her eyes were fearfully fixed on a spot behind his head. Jack realised a second to late that someone was standing behind him as the click of a magazine sliding into place alerted him to the fact that they had a very advanced gun held to his head.
"Kill her Jack. Kill her now, or I'll kill you both," a cold female voice snarled in his ear. What was with all the women today? Jack shook his head slightly, and pulled back his sword. In that instant, the Mary Sue breathed a sigh of relief and the gun at his head's safety clicked off.
He swung.
The Mary Sue's headless body stood for a moment on it's own as its head fell into the water. Then it crumpled and followed the head into the ocean, to the sharks below.
Jack sighed and wiped the blood from his cutlass, and turned to the people on the ship with him. One was Will, with a bruised face and split lip, one was Norrington, in all is pompous glory, and the third, still holding the strange looking gun to his head was a woman of about Will's age. She looked stressed, and angry. Her green-brown eyes were flaming and her purple streaked hair was falling from her braid. The little black monkey on her shoulder pushed it from her face, before settling back onto her shoulder. Jack cocked an eyebrow and pointed to her firearm. "Mind putting that away now love?"
She glared at him, but holstered her weapon, and glanced at Will, who stepped forward and gave the pirate a one-armed hug.
"Can't stay out of trouble, can you now, Jack?" Will said mockingly. Jack just grinned his black-toothed grin and took his hat off to the man.
.:~*~:.
"So we've got an infestation of these things?" Sparrow clarified after the situation had been explained to him in full. Will nodded and Angel took up her part of the story.
"The creatures were only originally after Will, who's the local tall, dark and handsome, but as they grew in numbers, they have evolved into Pirate Mary Sue's so as that they can follow you out to sea."
"Scary."
Angel nodded. This was the point where she filled them in on another of her trademark crazy, dangerous plans.
"BAIT?! You want to use me an' Will as BAIT?!"
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Sorry it's such a short chappie and that I've taken so long to update, but high school does that to you. I'm working on a few other projects at the moment, but I promise I'll finish Out to Sea up and have the next epic in the Mary Sue Hunters series up soon!
Love to all!
Peace
Andúnië