A/N: another story. I know. I'm supposed to be writing the sequal to Story of the Prince, but I already had this written (after almost a year of writing) and It doesn't need a sequal. Plus, I like it. Ok, I don't really wanna say that this is a fanfic of PotC but I really don't have a choice, do I? Oh well. And no. Jack Sparrow isn't in it. Sorry. But it's got plenty of pirates, adventure, and (of course) RUM!
Disclaimer: I don't own the idea Tortuga, the Pearl Navy, Davy Jones and the Flying Dutchman (even Disney doesn't. They just own the idea of putting them together. The old sailors who made the stories up do)I just own Terran. Aria, Regeti, and Barose belong to my best friend and her younger siblings. We all share the plot.
Adventures on the Caribbean
Chapter 1
The bright beams from the sun shone on the waters of the Caribbean Sea, making it sparkle. The stillness of the waters was interrupted as a ship plowed through.
Captain Barose Bayell stood at the helm of his ship, the Sea Rose. Even if you didn't know him, you could tell that he loved being out at sea. A huge grin was plastered on his face. But not just because of the salty waters. Two young boys sat at the tiller, fighting over who should pull.
Barose let out a hearty laugh. "Ahoy, Terran! Regeti! Hold it a bit tighter me lads!" The captain let out another hearty laugh as he remembered the day they had found the two boys.
Barose had not wanted any stowaways, but ended up with two of them. Looking back, he was glad that his first mate, Aria, had begged to let them stay. Ever since that fateful day, the Sea Rose had had two cabin boys.
Beside him, Aria's green eyes sparkled as she laughed as the fifteen and fourteen-year-old fought over the tiller. "Want me to show 'em Cap'n?" Barose nodded his approval and smiled as the young woman pushed the two boys aside. Terran gave her a mock glare and Regeti laughed.
Everyone's happiness faded as the lookout cried a warning. "Cap'n! I see a ship! It's comin' outa the water! I think it's the Flying Dutchman!"
Barose's face paled. Aria quickly ran to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Barose," she said gently. "We're almost at Tortuga. We can make it before him"
The captain of the Sea Rose looked at his first mate and quickly snapped back to order. "Get those sails open! Bring out the oars! Lookout! Search for any signs of Tortuga! I know we're close!"
Everyone jumped to action at once. No one questioned their captain's behavior. No one would dare. As Regeti ran off to his post, he thought he saw Aria glaring at something on the ship, but shrugged it off as Terran yelled, "Regeti! I need you!"
The men aboard could only stare as the legendary ghost ship sailed after them. A spell seemed to be broken as the lookout called, "Land ho! Tortuga up ahead!" The crew let out a cheer, but every man knew what would be required of him.
The deck of the Sea Rose became alive as everyone ran every which way. While the little pirate ship sped through water, trying to get to land, no one noticed Aria race to the stern to watch the Flying Dutchman.
And no one noticed a man aboard the ghost ship glaring at the young woman. The man's name was Davy Jones.
The blonde woman stared at him with wide eyes, not knowing whether to fear him or to hate him. There was a thud and Aria looked down to see the men hopping down and tying the ship to the pier. They had made it to Tortuga. Looking back out to sea, Aria was surprised to see that there was no evidence that the Flying Dutchman had been there at all.
"Aria?" a voice asked behind her. "Are you all right?"
"Why wouldn't I be Barose?" she said, trying to maintain her reputation.
"Good. Go get Terran and Regeti and bring them to my cabin. I need to tell them why this happened today."
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Terran sat with Regeti in the captain's cabin, both bewildered as could be. "Barose walked in with a pipe in his mouth. Aria pulled a chair out for him and sat beside the boys. "Now, ye're probably wonderin' why Davy Jones was after us today." The boys nodded. "A year before you two joined our merry crew, I made a deal with Davy Jones. See, back then I was young and foolish, and I need to get out of a bind I was in, so I made a deal with him that if he could get me out of it, I wouldn't set foot on land for eight years. But that Jones, 'e wanted a challenge. So 'e said 'I'll get ye out of it, but on the eighth year, if you don't make it to Tortuga before I do, ye'll join me crew an' I'll get yer pretty first mate.' So 'e cursed the Sea Rose an' made it so only me men could on land and get provisions.
Terran blurted out suddenly, "You mean I stowed away on a cursed ship! Oh, man, 'tis bad luck I tell yah, bad luck indeed. I heard of a sailor who went on a ship that he didn't know was cursed… and they say he never returned. What?" Aria, Barose, and Regeti all gave an annoyed look.
"Please. No more sea stories," Aria said wearily.
"You've somethin' like that before anyways," Regeti said, rolling his eyes.
"Aye, an' unlike that unfortunate sailor, we made it to Tortuga," Barose growled.
Barose continued with his narrative. "Well, as ye probably guessed, this was the last day of the eighth year. An' ole Jones, 'e was tryin' to stop me. But, we won. Let, me tell ye though, never, ever make a deal with Davy Jones, no matter how bad ye need to."
There was a moment of silence then, Regeti said, "I don't get it. Why tell us instead of the crew? I mean we're only cabin boys."
"Aye, that ye are, but smart and loyal cabin boys, at that," the captain said with a glint in his eye. "I trust ye two. If'n I told 'em, the would mutiny. But ye two would probably understan', an' even if ye didn't, the crew wouldn' listen to two cabin boys, even if they tell the same story. After all, ye two are almost like brothers." Terran and Regeti squirmed uncomfortably at that last saying. Aria took note of this.
"Well," said Barose, not noticing the boys' uneasiness, unlike his first mate. "I think it's time we checked out that bar over there. I ain't played a good game of pool in awhile." The captain winked at the boys. "What yah say boys? Drinks on me."
"But," Terran said, shooting a sideways glance at Regeti, "we've never had rum before."
Aria rolled her eyes and said in an irritated voice, "Oh, I had me first swig when I was no more than six. Come on. Let's go."
