Disclaimer: I don't own Jack and all of the characters in the movie (sobs)
but the plot belongs to no one but me!!! The song . . . 'I'll Be' doesn't
belong to me either . . . (pouts)
This fic is based on the song 'I'll Be', sang by Edwin McCain. Hope you like it!
Chapter 1: Sunset
The Strands in your eyes that color them wonderful
Stop me and steal my breath
And emeralds from mountains thrust towards the sky
Never revealing their depth
- Edwin McCain- (I'll Be)
~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~
He was back. After two long years, he came back. The place where he had been caught and put in jail. The place where he had come so close to death. Yes.Port Royal.
~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~
It was a fine day. No sign of a storm brewing up in the Caribbean Sea. No sign of rain clouds and no sign of any soldier of the Royal Navy. At least not yet. Indeed it was a perfect day. A perfect day for drinking RUM.
"Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me!" a man sang as her swaggered up the cobblestone streets into a bar.
"RUM!" he yelled at eh bar tender. After a minute or two, the bar tender placed a large mug of rum right in front of him.
"That would be worth a shilling." the bar tender said, holding out his hand.
"Hold yer horses, lad. First, let me see if yer rum is really worth me precious shilling." with that, he took a large swig from his mug.
"Not bad." he handed the young man the shi8lling and took another large swig from his mug.
After finishing about five mugs of rum, he decided to head to the docks. The sun would be setting anytime soon and not once in his pirate life had he missed watching the sunset.
When he got there, the sun had already begun to set. He looked straight to the horizon. His gaze was met by a breathtaking view. The ocean waters danced as the last rays of the sun hit them, the sky a mixture of pink and purple and the sound of seagulls reaching his ears.
His trance was suddenly cut short when something caught his eye. He turned sideways, and beheld another sight, as beautiful as the sunset.
There, in front of him stood a lithe figure of a woman, her fair hair dancing to the rhythm of the wind.
He stood, staring at her and eyeing her up and down, then started to approach her in that swagger of his.
"'ello luv! What are ye doin' 'ere all alone?" he asked as he took a step beside her.
As if noticing him for the first time, she looked up, her stare still a bit hazy from her trance.
"Hmmm?"
His breath caught in his throat when she looked up. The wind had died down and her hair was framing her face perfectly. Her eyes were the color of emeralds, which seemed to have no depth. Her lips were full and had the sweet shade of pink. Her nose was delicately boned that gave a stunning harmony to her slender features. For a moment, he had forgotten what he was about to say.
"I said, what is a beautiful lass such as yerself doin' all alone 'ere?"
She blinked she started to take in his words. Her mind was still a bit hazy from watching a very beautiful sunset. But despite of her half alert state, she did not ail to notice his handsome features and his stunning chocolate colored eyes. She stared at him, trying to memorize every inch of his face, to his braided goatee, down to the last trinket in his hair. She was snapped out from her staring when he raised his brows.
"Well.I was just admiring the beauty of the sunset." she answered and turned her attention back to the darkening horizon. "and the ocean's sense of freedom." she added in a whisper.
He had heard the last words and it made him wonder. "What be yer name, luv?"
She turned back to him and answered, "It's Elisse. Elisse Welsch."
"Ahh.a beautiful name for a beautiful lass like yerself. The name's Jack Sparrow. CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow." He did a sweeping bow, like the rest of the noble men did whenever they were introduced to a lady.
Elisse was aware of a new feeling awake within her. An odd feeling . . .a yearning for freedom . . . the need to be free . . .
Their eyes met yet again. The freedom and determination she saw in his eyes made her realize that she could no longer live bound to the duties of a noble woman.she could no longer live in chains.
~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~
A/N: This is my first fic!!! Be kind . . .please R&R . . .tnx! I will try to update this tomorrow if we have no homework. . . .(
This fic is based on the song 'I'll Be', sang by Edwin McCain. Hope you like it!
Chapter 1: Sunset
The Strands in your eyes that color them wonderful
Stop me and steal my breath
And emeralds from mountains thrust towards the sky
Never revealing their depth
- Edwin McCain- (I'll Be)
~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~
He was back. After two long years, he came back. The place where he had been caught and put in jail. The place where he had come so close to death. Yes.Port Royal.
~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~
It was a fine day. No sign of a storm brewing up in the Caribbean Sea. No sign of rain clouds and no sign of any soldier of the Royal Navy. At least not yet. Indeed it was a perfect day. A perfect day for drinking RUM.
"Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me!" a man sang as her swaggered up the cobblestone streets into a bar.
"RUM!" he yelled at eh bar tender. After a minute or two, the bar tender placed a large mug of rum right in front of him.
"That would be worth a shilling." the bar tender said, holding out his hand.
"Hold yer horses, lad. First, let me see if yer rum is really worth me precious shilling." with that, he took a large swig from his mug.
"Not bad." he handed the young man the shi8lling and took another large swig from his mug.
After finishing about five mugs of rum, he decided to head to the docks. The sun would be setting anytime soon and not once in his pirate life had he missed watching the sunset.
When he got there, the sun had already begun to set. He looked straight to the horizon. His gaze was met by a breathtaking view. The ocean waters danced as the last rays of the sun hit them, the sky a mixture of pink and purple and the sound of seagulls reaching his ears.
His trance was suddenly cut short when something caught his eye. He turned sideways, and beheld another sight, as beautiful as the sunset.
There, in front of him stood a lithe figure of a woman, her fair hair dancing to the rhythm of the wind.
He stood, staring at her and eyeing her up and down, then started to approach her in that swagger of his.
"'ello luv! What are ye doin' 'ere all alone?" he asked as he took a step beside her.
As if noticing him for the first time, she looked up, her stare still a bit hazy from her trance.
"Hmmm?"
His breath caught in his throat when she looked up. The wind had died down and her hair was framing her face perfectly. Her eyes were the color of emeralds, which seemed to have no depth. Her lips were full and had the sweet shade of pink. Her nose was delicately boned that gave a stunning harmony to her slender features. For a moment, he had forgotten what he was about to say.
"I said, what is a beautiful lass such as yerself doin' all alone 'ere?"
She blinked she started to take in his words. Her mind was still a bit hazy from watching a very beautiful sunset. But despite of her half alert state, she did not ail to notice his handsome features and his stunning chocolate colored eyes. She stared at him, trying to memorize every inch of his face, to his braided goatee, down to the last trinket in his hair. She was snapped out from her staring when he raised his brows.
"Well.I was just admiring the beauty of the sunset." she answered and turned her attention back to the darkening horizon. "and the ocean's sense of freedom." she added in a whisper.
He had heard the last words and it made him wonder. "What be yer name, luv?"
She turned back to him and answered, "It's Elisse. Elisse Welsch."
"Ahh.a beautiful name for a beautiful lass like yerself. The name's Jack Sparrow. CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow." He did a sweeping bow, like the rest of the noble men did whenever they were introduced to a lady.
Elisse was aware of a new feeling awake within her. An odd feeling . . .a yearning for freedom . . . the need to be free . . .
Their eyes met yet again. The freedom and determination she saw in his eyes made her realize that she could no longer live bound to the duties of a noble woman.she could no longer live in chains.
~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~
A/N: This is my first fic!!! Be kind . . .please R&R . . .tnx! I will try to update this tomorrow if we have no homework. . . .(