|To Tame a Pirate 3: The Flaming Heart
Author: Deyna Ian Bloom PM
A new version of my 3rd TTAP story to fit the new POTC movie! Amanda must help her friends find Jack, but when they do, will she bury the hatchet and forgive him?Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Adventure - Chapters: 9 - Words: 11,432 - Reviews: 13 - Favs: 1 - Updated: 10-16-06 - Published: 07-13-06 - Status: Complete - id: 3042971
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I'm baaaaaaaaaaaaaack! Spider-Man moment. I'm over it. Okie dokie. I just saw POTC DMC (the day that I wrote this) and it (as my BFF would say) KICKED BUTTOCKS! It was so awesome! I loved it! Except Klaus Badelt didn't do the music. Sniffle. Okay, I'm over it. Anyways, I was thinking that since I love my TTAP stories, and some of you love them too, why not write another version of the 3rd story that coincides with DMC! You like? Yes, I know you do, precious...oh wait, wrong story. So anyways, here it is. Enjoy!
--SPOILERS-- If you haven't seen DMC, QUIT READING RIGHT NOW! I'M WARNING YOU! CUT IT OUT MISTER! --characters jump out of the movie and slap me-- Okay, I'm better. On with the show!
"So, what happened to me old ship?" Barbossa said as he bit into his apple. Jack the monkey squeaked and jumped onto Barbossa's head.
Will almost choked. "Barbossa? I thought Jack killed you!"
"Aye, that he did, lad. But I escaped."
"From Davy Jones' locker, me boy. Only a chosen few escape from that dark place. It's a hard a difficult journey that takes will and determination, and that's one thing that Jack has plenty of."
Elizabeth swallowed. "So, what must we do?"
Tia Dalma sat down and her brown eyes flashed. "You have your Captain who will guide you on your journey, yes. But now you will need a boat. A very special boat that is owned by a very special person; the only person who can find Jack now."
Will looked from Barbossa to Tia Dalma. "Who?"
To Tame A Pirate: The Flaming Heart; AKA, Pirates of the Caribbean: The Ends of the Earth
A splash of water brought me out of my small kitchen and into the backyard. I put my hands on my hips and looked at my three wet children, Peter, Sarah and Kimmi.
I tried not to laugh. "I thought that I told you three to water the chickens, not each other."
Peter grinned. "Sorry mummy, we couldn't help ourselves."
I smiled. "Well, finish your chores and then come inside and dry off." I walked back inside and finished washing the dishes. I sighed as I thought about Jack. Eight years had passed since Singapore. I had found him wrapped around four women's arms in a saloon and that had been the end of that. I packed my bags, and mine and Jack's two children, and went to Port Maria (another city in Jamaica) where I started a new life for myself. As it turns out, Jack and I had already started a new life inside of me. I soon gave birth to a girl and named her Kimmi. Peter and Sarah, who had been two at the time, welcomed their new sister and we all made room for her in our tiny home. But Jack never came back for me. I waited. Oh, how I waited. My job as a seamstress flourished and I earned just enough to keep us alive, but I had no money for fancy dresses for myself. My cousin, Elizabeth, as I had heard the town gossips tell it, had recently fallen in love with a blacksmith's apprentice. They also hinted that there was a certain pirate involved in this, but they didn't know his name.
My dogs started barking, so I wiped my hands on my apron and walked to the front door. Barbossa stood in the doorway. I gasped.
"Barbossa!" Swiftly, I took out my saber from where it hung on the wall and swung at him. He already had his out and blocked me.
"We meet again, Amanda Sparrow. Or is it Swann again?"
Anger flowed through my veins. "Jack swore to kill you one day. I almost feel like doing the same because of what you did to him."
"Jack already killed me, luv. I've been brought back to life."
My anger subsided. "Why are you here?"
"Amanda, I never thought that I'd say this." He sighed. "I need your help."
Did I just hear that? "What did you say?"
"Okay, I'm sorry. I don't need your help, but Jack does."
I scoffed. "What could I possibly do to help him that someone else couldn't do?" ---Bow chicka bow wow. Sorry, it was right there!---
"Do you still have the compass?"
I rolled my eyes. "Oh good Lord, you LOST him?" I put my saber away. "Thank your lucky stars that you did. Now go away." I tried to shut the door, but he stopped me.
"Alright, fine. I'll pay you one thousand golden coins to help."
I gave him a look. "Why would I take money from you? You know what happened LAST time." I pushed the door. He stopped me again.
"Every man has his price."
"True, but I'm a woman."
"Then every woman has her price. Name it."
I stopped. "Why do you care so much, Barbossa? You don't even like Jack." He didn't answer. "You've been hired, haven't you?" Silence. "Okay, who sent you? The Navy? The King? Am I going to hang for sleeping with a pirate?"
"No, no and I don't know about that last one." I rolled my eyes. "Actually, your cousin Elizabeth sent me, and I'm not to come back without you."
I let go of the door. "You'll be needing my ship as well, I suppose."
"Why do I have to come?"
"You know as well as I that the compass will only work for you." I crossed my arms. "So, name your price."
"I want a bigger house."
"With two stories."
"And Jack is not to know that I'm on board. Period."
"Got it. Anything else?"
"No bossing me around." He shook his head. "Oh, and I'm Captain."
"I don't think so. I'm Captain on this voyage."
"Send my apologies." I pushed the door.
He growled. "Fine, you can be Captain."
"It's a deal." I spit in my hand and he spit in his. "I swear as a pirate to keep my word." He tried to shake my hand, but I held it back. "Say it."
"I swear as a pirate to keep my word," he mumbled. I slapped my hand onto his and we shook.
"I'll be right back with my things." I went inside and as I closed the door, I heard him mumble:
"Since when did she become a pirate?"
Yeah! First chapter is done! I gotta go. My back hurts, I'm sweating a pool and it's 11:13 at night. Toodles!