10,000 Tales of Piracy: The Curse of Trigon the Terrible
Chapter 1
I understand the the title says '10,000 tales of piracy: the curse of trigon'... BUT DID YOU KNOW THAT HAS A LIMIT FOR TITLES? wow. >>
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summary: Cursed pirates sail the seas, searching for their cure. What Captain Garfield Logan doesn't realize, is that the cure has been right under his nose the whole time (AU) (BB/Rae/Mal, Rob/Star/Redx, Bee/Cy/Jinx/Flash, Aqua/Spee/Ches)
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Very loosely based on POTC - so loosely based, as in.. if it were any more loosely based, it'd fall off :3
here... the story begins... almost... almost... ALMOSTTT. NOW! ;D
-Reposted because fanfiction screwed with the chapter and deleted two scenes, which are there now ;) um.. rereview plz?-
Thunder Roared above the two Pirates, the sky alighting with every whip of lightning. The rain pounded down, as Gar Logan scrambled away from the man above him.
"You have meddled with something more powerful than yourself, Pirate. You have challenged the Undead."
Thunder crashed with lightning to follow, showing through his old, stained bones. Gar pushed himself onto the rocks pulling himself away from the other Pirate. His clothing tore, his skin ripped, but he didnt care. He just had to get away.
"And now you shall face the consequences!" the undead pirate boomed. "May a curse be upon you!"
"By moonlight's gaze, your form will show..." Trigon started, as he wobbled closer to the young pirate sitting on the rocks, fear shaking through every limb.
"What are you doing!" Gar screamed, crawling backwards away from him.
"The gem can only cure..." He continued, his voice growing more demonic with every word.
"Whats... what's happening?" Gar asked, shocked beyond words, examining his hand as the flesh disolved away.
"The curse upon your undead soul..."
Gar watched with horror as his arm and chest became skeletal.
"The gold will be your lure!"
He examined his whole body, seeing the light through the empty spaces of his bones.
"What's... going on...?"
"Consider yourself one of us now. Welcome to the Undead."
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Gar awoke with a scream, his eyes wide as he shot up in his bed. He heard a loud crash, as his best friend - and first mate - came sprinting down the stairs, his tight white shirt twisting with his movements.
"You alright, man?" A black man with with a bald head stated, sliding to a halt right next to the bed, his hard, heavy boots scratching the floor.
Gar nodded, his eyes closed. "Yeah Vic, it was just a dream."
"About Trigon again?" Vic asked, worry evident in his voice, as he pulled on his tight white shirt.
Gar just nodded. Swinging his legs over the edge, his feet hit the ground, and a splash of water flew up. "Damn. Leaking again?"
The boy with sandy blonde hair, and darkly tanned skin moved to the stairs, grabbing his sleeveless forest green jacket and black hat off of the hook. Sliding the jacket over his three quartersleeved loose white shirt, and jamming the hat on over his red bandana covered head, he spoke. "Alright. Ready to head out?"
Victor nodded, and with a smile said "Alright. Let's begin heading east."
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"Little Koriand'r! I have a present for you!" a man with a heavy beard and thick brown hair called into the room of his youngest step-daughter.
A young woman with flowing red hair looked up from her book, and, seeing her Step-Father with a box, she suddenly became attentive. "Please.. what is the occassion?"
"Ah... but can a Man not treat his step-daughter to a gift without an occasion?" He asked, holding the box against his red robed chest, and sliding the lid off.
She jumped off of the bed, her flowy white nightgown trailing after her, and ran up to him, pulling the old-fashioned gown out of the box. "Oh... Oh Galfore! It's beautiful! I adore it!"
A knock sounded on the door as Kory ran behind the dressing wall began to change. "Sir.- Mr. Richard Grayson for you."
"Alright," Galfore stated with a sharp nod. "I shall be down shortly."
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A dark figure stood up straight on the front of the boat with a small, pale monkey resting on his shoulder, who twisted his head around, letting out a small squeal every so often.
"Captain," a sailor with short, raggy hair stated. "We know where she is."
"Good." He nodded slowly, as the monkey jumped from his shoulder to the sailors. "Where is it?"
"Port Tameran, sir."
He turned himself to face the front of the boat, his back straightening. "Begin heading West," he said with a point of his thin arm. "We're making trail to Port Tameran."
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His feet clunking against the stairs, the large man made his way to the front lobby, seeing the visitor.
"Good day Governer," Richard stated with a slight bow, his brown vest bending with him.
"Good morning Mr. Grayson," the governer responded with a nod.
"I have your order." Placing the long box across the stand, Richard unhooked the locks, pulling the lightweight sword out of its velvet paradise. Galfore removed it from his grasp, sliding the sword from its case.
"Very nice. Perfectly made." He slid the double sided blade back into the long holder and handed it back to Richard, handle first. "Commadont Quinn will be pleased. Please, pass my compliments to the maker."
With a smile that could light up a city, Richard nodded. "Of course Governer. A blacksmith always appreciates knowing his work is enjoyed."
His eyes averted to the stairs, watching as Koriand'r stepped gracefully down the stairs, her hand lightly hovering over the handrail, her long, white and pink gown, flowing after her on each step. Her hair was curled, and placed in a bunch upon her head.
"Hello Richard!" she exclaimed, rushing her heel clad feet down the carpeted stairs. "Why have you ventured here today?"
With a blush staining his cheeks as he looked up to her, he said "I have your father's order... is all..."
"Richard, you musn't be nervous around me. How many times do I have to tell you that we are friends, and that you can treat me as so?"
He looked up nervously, staring at the womans beautiful face, that was brightened by a white smile. "Once more, as usual?"
She still smiled, though lessened.
"Come kory, we must be leaving now for the ceremony," Galfore said, lightly grabbing her arm and leading her out.
"I shall see you again, Richard. Good day."
She slowly walked through the double doors, heading towards the carrige, with Galfore behind her.
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"Captain. Look ahead.""Captain Gar Logan..." an smooth voice hissed. "What's he doing in my Waters?"
"Seems to be going east sir. Tortuga?" he asked, placing the magnifier in his captains hand.
The captain looked out. "Tortuga."
Slamming the scope down on the rail, he cursed. "He's going to try to find the Gem. Trying to find it before me. Unfortunatley for you, Mr. Logan, I happen to already know where it is."
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"We've arrived captain."
Gar ran up to the railing, hopping up on the bannister with glee. "Ah Tortuga!" he shouted, turning to his shocked crew.
"You know, if every place was like this... no man would ever be lonely," he said with a smile. "Tortuga is a wonderful place, full of wonderful women. Beautiful women! It's truly a wonderful place!"
His men had crowded around him now, and when he turned around, he jumped backwards, almost falling over the railing. With a scream, he managed to push himself back up.
With a nervous chuckle, he said, "I'm good!"
In the next 10 minutes, the ship was docked, and all of the men were off. "Head to the pub men! The one we need to ask is there!"
The crew - all except Gar and Vic - went running forward, barreling into the Bar.
Walking in the Pub with a mighty stance, Gar shouted, "Alright Mates! Where is Jinx?"
A man dressed in ragged clothing came up to him. "Um.. Gar... Jinx left quite awhile back."
His eyes widened. "What? But I need her to tell me about my... well.. I just need her okay?" Gar stated with his shoulders slumped. "So we traveled all this way for nothing..."
"Aye, but I know where she is."
Gar's head popped up, his eyes filling with hope.
"She's aboard a new ship. The Nevermore. All women. I'm not sure you want to go aboard that one there. See, them ladies are quite the crew, mate. Know just how to handle any situation, with their new captain an' all." The man smirked as Gar's ears perked. "Her name is Raven."
Gars face dropped. "Raven what?"
The mans face scrunched. "Roth I believe."
Gar smiled, standing up on a table and raising his voice. "Alright crew! time to get back aboard! She's moved!"
The crew peered up at him with anxiety. "We're going for a ship called The Nevermore!"
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A man paced along the edge of the ship, fire raging in his light blue eyes.
"He's going for The Nevermore! He's going to ask jinx how to lift the curse!" the Captain yelled at his first mate. "Damnit!"
"Sir, if i may offer a suggestion..." the tall young man asked his captain.
"Shut your mouth! This is no time for one of your half-assed plans!" he yelled, moving quickly away from the sailor, and leaning against the railing.
He nodded, quietly speaking. "Yes sir." He turned to walk away, though stopping and slowly turning his head to face the dark man. "So... Want me to set the sails for north? Port Tameran?"
With a heavy sigh, the captain turned. "What do you expect?"
"Aye sir. Setting sails for Port Tameran."
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The tall black man stumbled in from the deck above, into the cabin, looking grimly at his captain. Gar was slouched over his desk, his eyes showing his sadness, as he moved a compass along the map.
"Are you sure about this Gar? You want to chase down Raven?" Vic asked reluctantly.
With a small smile, Gar looked up. "Yep. I'm positive. We need to find Jinx right? So the only way to do that is find Raven."
"... Even after everything that happened before? Everything she did to you?" he asked again, his voice raising higher with every syllable.
Gar slammed his hand down ontop of the compass, and looked up witha small fire burning behind his green orbs. "Yes. I am positive that I am sure about tracking her down. Now, please, leave me to my work. I am going to find her, with no complications."
"Sorry.. didn't mean to remind you of her and the Ca-
"Stop!" Gar yelled, interrupting him. "Go back to your work..." he said quietly."I know what I'm doing..."
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shit. fanfiction erased two scenes from the bottom of the chapter >> so they're here now. so.. READ THEM :)