
This is the tale of the trip through the Carribean; although, it has a strange twist. There are somethings that are not as they seem and secrets held but by who and to what cause will this bring to the mysterious tale?
Rated: Fiction T - English - Adventure/Fantasy - & Capt. Jack Sparrow - Chapters: 2 - Words: 3,568 - Reviews: 1 - Updated: 06-29-08 - Published: 04-28-08 - id: 4225773
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Kit: I am soooooooooo sorry but my computer had literally died on me and I just got it back not too long ago after sending it to the company to be fixed. Please forgive me, and review & tell me what you think about it. Please.
Captain, now Commodore, Norrington waved his new sword around.
The women fanning themselves amongst the crowd in attempts to keep themselves cool.
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"This deck is off limits to civilians." Two guards said while moving to stand in front of 'Mr. Smith'.
"I'm terribly sorry, I didn't know. If I see one, I shall inform you immediately." He said while walking to the right to get to the dock to have the two block him once more.
"Apparently, there's some high intensity fortitude up at the fort, aye? How could it be two upstanding gentlemen such as your selves not ad merit an invitation?" he asked, trying to get them out of his way.
"Someone has to make sure this dock stays off limits to civilians." One of the guards answered.
"It's a fine goal to be sure, but it seems to me that a ship like that," he said pointing to a grand ship on another dock, before continuing, "Makes this one a little superfluous, really."
"Ah, the Dauntess is the Paraness in these waters fair enough," the same guard replied, "But there' no ship that can match the Interceptor for speed."
"I've heard of one, suppose to be very fast, un-in catchable." He told them, "The Black Pearl."
The other guard laughed," Oh, oh, oh, there's no real ship that can beat the ship."
"The Black Pearl is a real ship." The first guard argued.
"No, no it's not." The second smiled to have the other argue," Yes it is, I've seen it."
"You've seen it?" the second questioned to get a "yes."
"You haven't seen it."-2
"Yes, I have."-1
"You've seen a ship with black sails, that's crewed by the damned. And has a captain so evil that hell itself spat him back out."-2
"No…But I have seen a ship with black sails."-1
"Oh, a no ship that's not crewed by the damned or captained by a man so evil that hell itself spat him back out could possibly have black sails, couldn't possibly be the Black Pearl. Is that what you're saying?"-2
"No."-1
By this time, 'Mr. Smith' had snuck his way past them and onto one of the ships.
"Like I said, there's no real ship, who could match the Interceptor." The guard said as the two turned toward where the man had been standing to find him missing.
They looked around to find him spinning the wheel of the ships as he looked at the sky.
"Hey you get away from there!" they yelled while running over with their guns aimed.
"I'm sorry, but it's just a pretty boat, ship!" he murmured.
"What's your name?" the first asked.
"Smith or Smithy if you like." The man answered.
"What's your purpose here at Port Royal, Mr. Smith?""Yah, and no lies." The two commanded.
"Alright then, I confess. I came here to commander one of these ships. Pick up a crew in Tortuga, parade, pillage, plunder, and otherwise plea for my wily, black guts out." He answered while walking over and leaning against a rope.
"I said no lies." "I think he's telling the truth." The guards muttered, startled.
"If he were telling the truth; then, he wouldn't have told us." the other shot back.
"Unless, of course, he knew you wouldn't believe the truth, even if he told it to you." 'Mr. Smith' told them.
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You snickered as you followed the Commodore Norrington and Beth to the view of the area; having talked him into letting you come with.
You leaned against the arch next to Beth while looking at her worriedly as she fanned herself while breathing hard.
"You two look lovely today." Beth and you nodded in thanks.
"I apologize if I seem to forward but I must speak my mind." He said while moving to stand so he had his back to us but could still side glance to see your reactions.
"Thus promotion rose me sharp relief into what I, yet, achieved." He turned to Beth while saying," A marriage to a fine woman. You have become a fine woman, Elizabeth."
"I can't breathe." Beth gasped, fanning herself; you quickly ignored the Commander in favor of attempting to help your cousin, who was fanning herself harshly in attempts to gain access air.
"ELIZABETH!" You screamed as you attempted to stop her from tumbling over the edge, where she fell, just barely missing the rocks.
Guards quickly ran over at my scream, stopping the Commodore and you from jumping after.
You quickly turned, hurriedly running, and with amazing ability considering you was wearing a dress, toward the docks.
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"Will, you be saving her then?" 'Smith' asked the guard.
"I can't swim." One said, the other shook his head.
"Propel to the King's Royal Navy you are." He muttered, handing them his hat, gun, sword, and outer coat before diving into the water and swimming to save Elizabeth.
The medallion on Elizabeth's necklace sent out a pulse of magic through the water as the skies darkened slowly, in waver of an oncoming storm.
He grabbed Elizabeth from the bottom before taking off the outer part off the dress because of its weight.
The two guards helped the two out of the water.
"She's not breathing." One murmured worriedly.
"Move." 'Smith' commanded, pushing them out of the way to cut the strings for the corset, giving Elizabeth room to breath, coughing water from her lungs.
"I never would of thought of that." One guard said to have 'Smith' reply," Apparently, you've never been to Singapore."
But a second after this was said, you appeared behind them.
"Oh god, Elizabeth!" you gasped, quickly, helping her up and wrapping her in a towel," Are you alright?"
"Yes, I'm fine." Beth answered while glancing at the soaking man as the guards, Commodore Norrington, and Uncle appeared.
Uncle looked upon the guard that held the corset, who dropped it in favor of pointing toward the soaked man.
-He's hot. was a random thought that drifted through your head.-
"Shoot him!" Uncle commanded, elicting from you and Beth," Uncle/Father! Commodore! Do you really intend to kill her/my rescuer?"
You watched as they looked at him before the guards lowered their guns.
"I believe thanks are in order." Commodore said, holding out his hand after sheathing his sword.
The man hesitated before putting his hand into the Commodore's, who grabbed it and turned it so his wrist was parallel to the dock.
He brushed part of his sleeve where the burned imprint of a P was shown, before saying," Had a brush with the East India trading Company did we, pirate?"
"Hang him." Uncle commanded.
"Keep your guns on him men. Julets fetch some irons. Well, well, Jack Sparrow, isn't it?" Commodore said, letting go of his wrist.
"Captain Jack Sparrow, if you please, sir?" he murmured.
"Well, I don't see your ship, Captain." Commodore sneered.
"I'm currently in the market, as it were." Jack answered.
-So he's the infamous pirate, Jack Sparrow? Interesting…-
"He said he'd come to commander one." One of the guards from before commented.
"I told you he was telling the truth. These are his sir." Theo other informed, holding up a sword, gun, hat, outer coat, and a compass.
"No additional shots," Commodore said, checking his stuff," or powder. A compass that doesn't point north, and I half expected the sword to be made of wood."
"You are without a doubt, the worst pirate I've heard of." Commodore spat.
"But you have heard of me." Jack replied making you grin in amusement.
Commodore grabbed Jack by the arm and started pulling him away.
You and Beth quickly followed," Commodore, we really must protest!"
"Tie him, Lieutenant." you heard Norrington say making the two of us look to see a guard wrapping his hands in chains.
"Pirate or not, this man saved Beth's/my life." We chimed.
"One good deed is not enough to redeem a mass of a lifetime of wickedness." Norrington replied.
"Though it seems enough to condemn him." Jack shot back, Norrington simply answered with an," Indeed."
You glanced at the Lieutenant as he moved away before gasping as….
Kit: A cliffy I know but I am working on my next chapter, and I will put it up as soon as I get at least 2 or 3 reviews. I will also let you peoples know that the story will follow the same theme as the movie for a while; however, there will be changes and it will most likely differ the farther into the story. Thank you for reading!
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