Hey all, this is a collaboration between me (zen kitten, duh) and my Cap'n Megi (Pirate-Rose) and is my first fanfic :). Yah, fun stuff. Be advised that this is a prologue to set a tone and back-story for our original characters. The fanfic-y bit with Jack and the Pearl comes in right at the beginning of chapter 1, so keep your pants on.
NOTE FROM PIRATE-ROSE: Guys, don't kill me!!!! My story will be updated soon, as soon as my effing computer decides it wants to work properly again savvy?
Disclaimer: We're not worthy! We're not worthy! Yah...we don't own POTC. All we own is ourselves...but Megi does have this squeaky pen and when you drag it on her desk it, oh, right, sorry, the story.
And being cruel still, as I sailed, as I sailed
And being cruel still, as I sailed
And being cruel still my gunner I did kill
And his precious blood did spill, as I sailed, as I sailed
-The Ballad of William Kidd
They stood there on the beach, staring each other down. The taller one clutched a sword to her chest and the shorter one had her arms extended. "C'mon, lass, just gimme the bloomin' sword!"
The taller one tightened her grip on the weapon. "NO! MY shiny!" The shorter one sighed and pulled a fencing foil from her belt, which seemed to hold in it the contents of an entire armoury.
"I can't teach ye if ye'r lumberin' around with 'at useless hunk a' metal. Use this'n, it's light, not sharp and perfectly balanced." She balanced it on the index and middle fingers of her right hand to try and sell the idea. It didn't work; the tall one began stroking her sword possessively. The shorter sighed. "Fine, but I'm the one who's a'goin to be payin' fer this folly, mark my words." She took her fighting pose begrudgingly. "En garde!" The taller smiled insanely and mimicked the stance. "Now listen. I'll take ye through a typical scenario and tell ye what ye have to do. It's nearly foolproof. So, parry, parry, slash, parry. Got that?"
"Got it." The tall girl nodded. Their swords met and she began whispering the words as she went through the motions. "Parry, parry, um, slash...uhhh, SLASH?" There was an awful scream, which coincided with the sickening sound of metal on bone. "Oops."
The shorter girl crouched, packing sand on the bloody stump, once her right hand, to keep it from bleeding out. The bloody appendage laid on the sand a metre to the left. "Well, that went better than expected."
Shortly after, we set sail in a little boat to achieve our lifelong dream (since the week before)...To take over the Black Pearl!
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So remember kiddies, don't swordfight at home! It's all fun and games 'till someone loses an eye...or a hand. Yah, it's short, but it is just a prologue. Chapter one coming shortly with !gasp! ACTUAL FANFIC CONTENT!!!
XOXO Ironfist the Enforcer and Captain Meg, the slowest pirate ever to sail the Caribbean…who else would be dumb enough to cut off someone's hand?
