--Hello everyone! Please try not to be so harsh with me and this fic, it's
my first one so please please review and tell me if i need to correct
anything! I'll try to update every day or every few days. Oh, one more
thing, sorry if my English isn't that good, I'm Canadian yes but I've lived
almost all my life in south America... it's really not that bad but with
slight imperfections at some points--
By the way: '........' for thinking
"......." for talking
-Chapter 4-
Sharlene felt proud of herself but quite exhausted from all the screaming and yelling she had done. Beth came from behind and said
"Yeh have it in yeh lass, ye'll make a great pirate of yerself some day; but try not to terrorise the customers too much or ye'll have to find a new place to live 'cause "The drunken maiden" won't make it to the end of the month if yeh keep on like that" and walked onto the bar. 'A pirate?' she said to herself 'me, a pirate?, never actually thought about that one before...it could be a fantastic experience though'.
And so the day passed slowly and Sharlene already had served nearly half of the population in Tortuga, had dealed with 10 usual (Beth's saying) pirate fights which 6 had ended up with her having to literally kick the fighters out of the pub, had cleaned most of the place which now looked much better (at least you could sit on a chair without having to dodge the passing rats) and, to her misfortune, had to slap a few (about 20) perverted bastards for slapping or grabbing her ass as she circulated through the pub. She didn't know but every male on the place was being hypnotised by the swaying movement of her hips as she walked. One had actually spent his energy flirting with her and inviting her to a pleasurable date that instant which she had denied with a square punch on the face.
Finally the day was over, she wasn't hungry (to Beth's amusement) so she went straight to her room upstairs. It was late, most men had disappeared into the night with whores hanging all over them, some were still in the pub drinking and singing in an unmelodious way, but she felt too tired to deal with them, she'll just have to extrude them out in the morning.
Sharlene laid down on the bed, slightly covering herself from the cold midnight breeze coming from the window. She sighed heavily. Now this was a change of life, and a change of personality as well, she had no idea she could be so harsh and demanding if she wanted to. Oh well, this was going to be one of the many mysteries she would reveal of herself and this place. But this was not the end of her so craved adventure, oh no, no, no she wanted more, she wanted to sail on one of those humongous ships she had seen when she had passed by the docks earlier that day, she wanted to be a pirate.
'Who knows' she began 'maybe I'll end up being part of a pirate ship's crew, cooking, swabbing the deck every now and then... I feel I'm going to get a taste of that soon enough' -she yawned- 'maybe in a year or two', and she drifted of into a dreamless sleep.
********************* Somewhere in the ocean, sailing on a huge ship with black sails stood a bored Captain at the helm of his "pride an' joy "as he used to call his ship.
He sighed into the night and wished he could find the woman of the legend he had heard just a few days back in Tortuga.
She was said to be the last relative of Captain Gregory Irvine, one of the deceased pirates of the Caribbean, but he was the richest one of them all and before he died he sailed to a desert, unexplored island and placed his whole loot inside a hidden cave.
The legend says he only revealed the location of the island and cave to all his relatives decades ago, but only one still remains alive.
His goal (which was also the goal of many other pirates) was to find that relative which was also said to be a young woman. Thank god not everyone knew the legend behind the famed name, so he would find her, use her to find the island and gain possession of the renowned treasure.
--Kinda short, i know i know, but please review!! It will be longer next time i promise, who's this woman this man's talking about? Pretty obvious isn't it? haha--
By the way: '........' for thinking
"......." for talking
-Chapter 4-
Sharlene felt proud of herself but quite exhausted from all the screaming and yelling she had done. Beth came from behind and said
"Yeh have it in yeh lass, ye'll make a great pirate of yerself some day; but try not to terrorise the customers too much or ye'll have to find a new place to live 'cause "The drunken maiden" won't make it to the end of the month if yeh keep on like that" and walked onto the bar. 'A pirate?' she said to herself 'me, a pirate?, never actually thought about that one before...it could be a fantastic experience though'.
And so the day passed slowly and Sharlene already had served nearly half of the population in Tortuga, had dealed with 10 usual (Beth's saying) pirate fights which 6 had ended up with her having to literally kick the fighters out of the pub, had cleaned most of the place which now looked much better (at least you could sit on a chair without having to dodge the passing rats) and, to her misfortune, had to slap a few (about 20) perverted bastards for slapping or grabbing her ass as she circulated through the pub. She didn't know but every male on the place was being hypnotised by the swaying movement of her hips as she walked. One had actually spent his energy flirting with her and inviting her to a pleasurable date that instant which she had denied with a square punch on the face.
Finally the day was over, she wasn't hungry (to Beth's amusement) so she went straight to her room upstairs. It was late, most men had disappeared into the night with whores hanging all over them, some were still in the pub drinking and singing in an unmelodious way, but she felt too tired to deal with them, she'll just have to extrude them out in the morning.
Sharlene laid down on the bed, slightly covering herself from the cold midnight breeze coming from the window. She sighed heavily. Now this was a change of life, and a change of personality as well, she had no idea she could be so harsh and demanding if she wanted to. Oh well, this was going to be one of the many mysteries she would reveal of herself and this place. But this was not the end of her so craved adventure, oh no, no, no she wanted more, she wanted to sail on one of those humongous ships she had seen when she had passed by the docks earlier that day, she wanted to be a pirate.
'Who knows' she began 'maybe I'll end up being part of a pirate ship's crew, cooking, swabbing the deck every now and then... I feel I'm going to get a taste of that soon enough' -she yawned- 'maybe in a year or two', and she drifted of into a dreamless sleep.
********************* Somewhere in the ocean, sailing on a huge ship with black sails stood a bored Captain at the helm of his "pride an' joy "as he used to call his ship.
He sighed into the night and wished he could find the woman of the legend he had heard just a few days back in Tortuga.
She was said to be the last relative of Captain Gregory Irvine, one of the deceased pirates of the Caribbean, but he was the richest one of them all and before he died he sailed to a desert, unexplored island and placed his whole loot inside a hidden cave.
The legend says he only revealed the location of the island and cave to all his relatives decades ago, but only one still remains alive.
His goal (which was also the goal of many other pirates) was to find that relative which was also said to be a young woman. Thank god not everyone knew the legend behind the famed name, so he would find her, use her to find the island and gain possession of the renowned treasure.
--Kinda short, i know i know, but please review!! It will be longer next time i promise, who's this woman this man's talking about? Pretty obvious isn't it? haha--