A/N- Starr Auroras is my hero, you'll see why this chapter, I swear it.
Disclaimer- yet again, yet again, I own only the monsters of my creation.
Chapter One: Trouble is my name
Starr Auroras sat on the ledge of a tavern roof watching legions of British naval ships roll into port. "Bloody Englishmen, think they own the Keys." growled Kamarrato, Starr grinned up at him, "They do." Kamarrato rolled his eyes, "Not m'point, Starr, what I meant is, they 'ave no right treating 'onest citizens as filth!" Starr flashed Kam her most endearing smile, "Kam, are ye saying yer 'onest?" Kam stuttered, choking on his own tongue, "I…I'm an 'onest thief, Starr, I ony steal from those that deserve it." Starr gave his arm a bruising pat, and then tripped, throwing herself down the building , her long, mottled brown cloak whirling behind her.
She landed with a hollow thud on a steel cart, causing the steel to roll off, knocking into a chicken coop, releasing the chickens, scaring a group of passing horses that then proceeded to stampede down the street into the market; ruining peddling goods and food, also irritating the already disgruntled shopkeepers, that then made a run to the Governor, who complied to the complaints and called out the guards….
Meanwhile, Starr sat brushing dust from her clothing in the midst of the chaos, chickens clucking around her feet, mud splashed into her face.
"Great, " she grumbled, "well at least nothings broken…" she then noticed the mess around her, "well…at least I'm not broken." Kam yelled down to her: "Yer in some trubble, Starr, Kingsmen coming." her brows furrowed and she yelled back, "Kam, trouble is me name. I live for it, I envy it-" a group of guards leered up behind her as she continued, "I'd do anything in me power to-"
"You're under arrest."
Starr paled, and turned around slowly to face the Port Royal officer, smiling as sweetly as her bruised face would allow. "Under what charges?" the tall guard grinned, "Disturbing the peace, ravaging the Port, destroying public property, attempted manslaughter, need I continue?"
"Attempted manslaughter?!" he smiled coldly, dangling the shackles, "Yes, attempted manslaughter."
"Who?" she asked. His eyes narrowed, "Me."
(Insert understanding, "Oh!")
"So you will come with us now without a fuss, if further force is needed your sentence will be elongated, perhaps even changed to an execution."
"But I only knocked over a steel wagon!"
"That knocked over all else." the guards smug smile was full of glee as he placed the shackles around her wrists. "If you were planning on leaving Port Royal anytime soon, you'll have to change your plans, because you," he sneered as a fellow guard handed him a WANTED poster with her picture on it, "Starr Auroras, are going to be jailed for a long, long time."
A/N- I love pirates. Starr is mine, she is fully my creation, she's the epitome of thievery…if thievery consisted of klutzes and clods…she's the perfect match for a certain pirate who has his own misfortunes of being caught, a lot.
"Captain, we're coming to port." yelled Ana-Maria as several sail ties came up to whip her in the face. "Ah good, lower the sails, we'll dock."
"Captain?"
"Ana-Maria, I said we dock, savvy?" the beautiful mulatto's mouth opened to protest, but no sound came out, finally her tongue seemed to comply, "But…Captain Sparrow…they'll arrest you."
"Arrest me, no love, they owe me." Captain Jack Sparrow gave the wind tousled beauty a charmingly, roguish smile, then pulled himself up to The Black Pearl's crow's-nest- "I'll find you Starr, I'll find you and do to you as you did to me." his mutterings were interrupted as Will Turner sat down next to him, "Planning on finding something Jack?" Jack smirked, "Someone, yes." Will's interest was piqued, "Who?"
"An old friend," Jack let a sly smile slip across his lips, "An old friend I have to repay a favor too." Will's eyebrow arched, "What sort of favor?" Jack sighed, leaning back he slipped a star-shaped pendant from his pocket. "Will…her name is Starr Auroras, I knew her once, or thought I did, it was a long time ago," he closed his eyes and then lifted his gaze to the clouds, "She framed me for murder, stole my money, and left me tied to a bed," Will gave him a skeptical look, "Ok, maybe not in that exact order, but she swindled me, Will, and I intend to repay the favor, savvy?" Will shook his head, he would never fully understand the mentality that made up Jack Sparrow. "Jack, don't do anything until the opportune moment." he had a mockingly serious expression dancing across his face, Jack gave him a knowing smirk and pulled his hat down over his eyes. However, Will had one more question: "Why were you tied to a bed?"
"Will, do I need to explain everything? I told you I knew her, that should've been enough." a dimple appeared in Will's cheek, "And she left you tied to a bed…oh yes, you knew her well." Jack groaned, "She's a thief and a murderer, Will, she stole my coin-purse, she killed a man and framed me for it, I don't kill, I could, but I don't…she was just a bad sort, and I hope to find her here."
"How long ago was this?"
Jack frowned, "Ten years," he kicked out at the planks, "ten, bloody years , and I can still see her face, I can still smell her. The reason I came to Port Royal three years ago, wasn't just to commandeer a ship, but to find her, you see how well that went?" Jack looked back up to the sky, a sky that now held a setting sun and a few early sprinklings of stars.
"Jack, think she's still around?"
"Oh yes, she's around, I can feel her," Jack took a deep breath, "she wouldn't leave Port Royal, her dear, sweet Red Roiben is here."
"Red Roiben?"
"Thieve guild, only the shadiest of shady get in, but Starr got in on accounts that The Rogue is a father figure to her, like I said…bad egg." Will laughed, taking Jack's offered flask, he replied: "Pirates and Thieves should go together."
"No, the clashing of interests would get in the way."
"Clashing of interests?"
"Pirates need freedom, we answer to no one, Thieves…. Thieves answer to The Rogue."
"Who is 'The Rogue'?" Jack sneered, "Their king." the Pearl docked and Will and Jack spent the rest of the night going over various ideas of Jack's revenge, Will planning on meeting up with Elizabeth before the ship once again set sail.
"I'm in prison, I can get out of this, I'm unstoppable…I am Starr Auroras, I am the future Rogue…I will get out of this." Starr grumbled as she picked at the cell's lock, "no one can keep me if I don't want to be kept." a strand of silky, black hair fell into her green eyes and she blew at it, unwilling to take her hands from the lock. A set of keys was dropped into her lap and she fumbled with them for the right one, "Kamarrato, I will never doubt you again!"
"Who's Kamarrato?" Starr's heart froze, that voice! She trailed her eyes up, knowing, and dreading what she'd see. It was Him. His onyx eyes were traced with coal, giving their piercing look even more of an edge, black hair was knotted, braided, and beaded, he was older, more dashing, more dangerous. His lips drew back into a smile as he laughed at her silently, "What, Starr, no 'Thank you'?" her hands dropped from the lock just as it clicked open, allowing Jack Sparrow a way in. he pulled her up into his arms, "Starr, can I have a word with you? Or even two? No, make that an entire sentence," she struggled against him, "You're supposed to be dead!"
"You forget, Love, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, I came back, just like I promised, and you, you can do what you promised and follow me to the ends of the earth. You remember that? It's what you promised right after you told me you loved me and right before you tore my heart from my chest."
"Don't flatter yourself," Starr hissed, " you don't have a heart, and if you ever did, maybe it's with Jezebel, or Amelia, or whatever name you uttered that night!" Jack leaned forward, his warm breath beating down into her face, Starr tired very hard not to become intoxicated by him, which was very hard seeing as he was totally male, smelling of salt, wind, and just slightly of perspiration, a faint, not unpleasant aroma of rum drifted off of him. "You tried to break me, Starr, you tried to break me, and I swear that by this time tomorrow, you're going to wish I had broken you."
A/N- I got tired…I'm trying to write four stories at the same time now and I only do that so I don't get bored which gets more distracting because I can't remember which story is which and….wow, send reviews, please, I'm begging down on my knees in a $900 dollar suit! Love you!