Title: Of the
Sea
Rating: PG-13
Chapter Title: 0. Prologue
Summary: Read and find out, it's short enough.
Timeline: Day one
Author: Cicatrix (Marin K.)
I thought about having a foreword, and then decided against it. So why is this here? I then decided against deciding against it. Actually, I want to include a small warning about the story, and I figured the best way to go around that was to insert a bit of a foreword. So on to the warning.
This story is rated PG-13. I don't want to rate it R, because I'm only sixteen, and I figure if I'm mature enough to write it, you should be able to read it. I think it's an appropriate rating, but I do want to mention that this story does deal with the concept of rape. There is nothing really graphic, but if you are disturbed by the concept of rape, and don't want to read a story which is, in part, about the recovery of one of its victims, then this tale is not for you.
Otherwise, please do enjoy this story, and please feel free to review. In fact, I'd very much appreciate it.
Thank you,
Cicatrix.
A note on dialect:
My attempts at dialect suck. Especially with Jack. However, I just wanted to give you a very short guide on pronunciation/meaings:
Ye: This is the most confusing one, so I'll try and explain. When and if Jack and Matthew say " ye " it's pronounced " yeh " or " ya ", since neither of them say " yee " in the movie. However, I tried to phase out any places where they say " ye " and shorten to " y' " which is how it's pronounced when they say it. However, if anyone else says it, like Anamaria or Gibbs or whoever, it's pronounced the usual way, which is " yee ". It means you.
T'whateverTo do something. T'run would be "to run". It's pronounced pretty much as it's spelled.
I'm-not-avoiding-you: When words are linked by dashes in text, it usually means the character is speaking quickly. It would be the equivalent of, for example, "I'mnotavoidingyou," except you can see the words better because they're separated, and hopefully you don't get confused and think it says "I'mno tav oidi ngy ou."
Cap'n: Come on, that one is self explanatory.
D'liv'dI usually indicate skipped letters with a '. So D'liv'd, is "delivered", but Quartetto didn't pronounce most of the vowels, or the r. So instead of "delivered", it's become "de-lived."
Me: Can mean "me" or "my". "Stop messing with me" or "That's me boat!"
"'Ey, boy! What's your name?" The captain, who had just turned his back, pivoted once more. His hand rested on his hip, the slight curve of a smile on his lips. His posture was careless, his features rugged. Dark hair was somewhere between black and brown, overlapped by a strip of red cloth, and decorated by strings of beads, dreadlocks and braids. One lock was separated from the rest, a long sliver of bone tied to it, and it hung over his bandana, as did a thick braid at the back of his head. His beard grew along his jaw-line, though at the chin it was tipped by two slender braids, each bearing two small beads at its end. He wore a cutlass at his side, and a pistol was tucked in the striped sash around his waist. His clothes were dusty, and well worn, his gold-toothed smile mischievous. For a moment, there was silence, as the other considered his question.
"Matthew Brown," he responded, before his hesitation became glaringly obvious. Matthew. He noted the name in his mind, simultaneously thinking that he may have hit his head.
"Matthew? Good name. Well, you'd do best to make yourself useful," the captain said helpfully. Matthew had rather figured that. After a moment's pause, he elaborated, "Ask Gibbs what needs doing. If I'm needed, I'll be in my cabin." With that, he gave a mocking half-bow, and strode purposelessly past them. A very strange man, but Matthew considered himself lucky. He could have been thrown back to the sea.
Author's note:This is just the prologue. There is much, much more to come.
Also, I'd like to take this opportunity to note that this is my first Pirates of the Caribbean fanfic. I'm extremely nervous. grin First, I'll mention that any characters, ships, etc. you recognise from Pirates of the Caribbean do not belong to me. Characters you don't recognise are most likely my own invention, unless you've never seen the movie, in which case you may have a difficult time distinguishing... in which case, go see the movie. Now.