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Chapter 1 - Tortuga -
a/n: hello there. aye. captain duckula is back with a new fanfic. gah. i was nervous about posting this. if you like it, review. if you dont, please dont flame. just click the back button.
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I sighed heavily and picked up the dozens of rum bottles scattered across the messy tavern floor. Not only five minutes had passed since I had cleaned it and already it looked like a hurricane had hit. I groaned as a glass shattered on the wall to the left. More work for me. I walked over to the table which Philip was shining to perfection.
"I think it's clean." I joked dropping the bottles and mugs on the table. He whimpered and stared at me with his enchanting blue eyes.
"You ruined it. It was almost clean." I laughed and looked around for a cloth. Spotting one beneath a pirate and his whore which was on his lap, I sighed and tugged on it as they began a tongue war. I rolled my eyes and wrinkled my nose in disgust. It was positively horrid here but, it was home. Ever since I can remember, I had been here. My father was a pirate and my mother was a whore which shamed me. She was a great woman, I won't lie but I couldn't bring myself to like them. Save for a few who I had befriended here. My mother was a looker, men lined up for her services. My mother told me the first time she met him it was love. I know, it's hard to believe a whore said that but she was crazy about him and he, a pirate, returned the feelings. They snuck off most nights to be together or for a night of passion. The night he took her to the docks, was the night their lives changed forever. Mom told him the good news that he was to have her child. He was ecstatic. Nothing could bring down his happiness…except a mob of angry pirates who wanted his blood. They found them both in the heat of passion.
Mercilessly, he knocked my mother out. She woke up at dawn, never to see my father again. It ruined her. I was brought up by most of her friends while she spent days weeping silently in her room. When I grew older, I grew closer towards my mother. She became more caring and taught me all she knew. She was my life, my whole world. As a teenager, I never liked the idea of working the streets. The sea is where I wanted. This hurt my mom, I knew it did and I didn't mean it. Those dreams were soon put away, tightly in a box in my mind when I began working in the pub 'The Faithful Bride.' Anthony Drego, an old friend of my fathers, was the owner and he'd immediately kick a man out of his pub if they did anything to me. He was like a father to me, and to this very day he still is.
"Brittnni?" I blinked my eyes and looked up to see Philip staring at me. "You weren't paying attention." I smiled.
"That seems to happen a lot." He nodded in agreement and I studied him as he hummed a tune. Philip was a great friend of mine. One of my closest to be exact. He was always there for me, no matter the circumstance.
"Brittnni! Come here darling." I threw the rag on the table, wiped my hands and walked over to Drego.
"You called?" He nodded and pulled me into the back room. Nervously, he looked around in every directions then spoke in a hushed tone.
"Your favourite person is here." He growled angrily. "And would like you to serve him." My eyes opened wide and I shook my head.
"No. I won't do it." I was about to walk out when Drego lightly grabbed my wrist. He sighed and looked at me.
"Please darling, he won't do anything while I'm around." He was right. I thought it over and knew I would end up doing it anyway. I nodded slowly and he kissed me on my forehead.
"Thank you my dear. Now, go." I walked out and saw my 'favourite' person in the world. Captain George Hernandez, Captain of the Deadly Thorn. How a man like that could become a captain and have a faithful crew amazed me. I walked over there, avoiding his roaming eyes and looked at him.
"What would it be?" He smiled seductively and pulled out a key.
"One rum." I blurted out and began to walk away when he grabbed me.
"Brittnni darling…" He began. "Do you really want to stay a virgin forever?" He asked loudly. Laughter roared throughout the bar and my checks grew hot from embarrassment. I pulled away angrily.
"That, sir, is none of your concern." I walked away but stopped and turned around once more. "And what makes you possibly think that out of all the people here I would want to loose it to you!" I screamed. I grinned in satisfaction as he was laughed at and ridiculed. I walked over to Philip and Drego.
"And you were worried?" Drego teased. I laughed and pushed a lock of hair behind my ears. Philip smiled.
"That is the first time I have seen you stand up to him." I laughed again and sat down on a stool.
"I was fed up."
"Seems everyone is leaving." I happily rested my head on the bar table and thought of for once having an early nights rest. My thoughts were soon interrupted.
"WELL DONE MATES! DRINKS ALL AROUND!" I looked up and saw at least thirty men and a female walk in the door cheering happily. I banged my head on the counter.
"Brittnni…" Philip said. I could hear the laughter in his voice. "Get to work." I stood up, trying not to smile.
"You're a git." I exclaimed walking away. I looked over my shoulder and mouthed, 'Know that.' He glared at me and I giggled.
"…mates, after tonight. We won't be just the greatest crew in the ocean…no in the Caribbean." The man paused and thought for a moment. He smiled. "The entire world…we'll also be tha richest!" The crew roared and clapped happily. The female caught my eye and winked. I looked at her puzzled and then understood as she screamed for them to shut up.
"Jesus, Ana luv, quite the voice ye got there." The man, who I assumed was the Captain, whispered putting his arm around her.
"Jack…" She took his hand of her shoulder. "Ye wish." She whispered maliciously.
"What'll it be?" I piped up. The man looked at me and I swear, I almost lost my breath. He was incredibly handsome. His face was wonderfully tanned which brought out the khol accenting his rich chocolate brown eyes. His hair was in dreadlocks and had millions of things scattered in it. You could tell he was a muscular man. He smiled.
"Rums luv….lots and lots of rums." I laughed. He talked like he was already drunk. I nodded.
"I'll have them for you in a moment." He nodded and watched me walk away. I snapped my fingers at Philips and he glanced at the table behind me.
"I'm on it." He said hastily, going in the back and searching for lots of rum bottles. A few seconds later he emerged with a crate full of rum. "This should do." He heaved. I grabbed four bottles and he carried the rest of the crater over.
"Ah, here's the rum." One of the pirates spotted gleefully. We gave them out and laughed at the pleasure in their eyes.
"Thank ye." The captain said raising his glass and dropping his bottle. It fell to the floor and shattered into pieces. The Captains eyes widened and he brought his hands to his mouth. The look upon his face was an expression of sheer horror. "The rum." He gasped. The crew laughed at him and continued drinking their rum. I bent over and began picking up the pieces of glass that were scattered across the floor. Another hand joined in and to my surprise it was the captains.
"A pretty lass such as yerself shouldn't have to clean up alone and that bloke over there." He said referring to Philip. "Well, he isn't much 'elp now is he?" I knew Philip was hating this.
"Thank you captain." I said avoiding his question.
"Captain Jack luv." I smiled. "Yer name?"
"Brittnni, Brittnni Walters." I stood up and dusted myself off with one hand.
"Pleasure meeting you lass." He winked, grabbing another bottle of rum and turning his attention to the rest of his crew.
"Flirt." I muttered walking away.
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"The nerve of that pirate." Philip seethed angrily. "I'm Captain Jack Sparrow." He mocked. "Ah, sod off." He collapsed into a chair and I smiled.
"Finished?" He nodded slowly.
"Good." I laughed.
: George Hernandez P.O.V :
Look at her laugh. Bloody minx. That girl was impossible. Denying a man like me? I grinned looking into my rum. She was a misleading child. This wasn't going to end this way. I will get that girl if it's the last thing I do. Brittnni was beautiful, no doubt about it. With her silky raven black hair, the way her green eyes shimmered like emeralds in the light. And her body wasn't bad, not as great as her mothers but wonderful. I've had her mother, I need her. I was craving her. The thought occurred to me that this may never happen. Hmm. Suddenly, the flame in my brain went on. Revenge. That's what I would do. Death of course was the most reasonable answer. If she didn't want me, I didn't want her living. But if I kill her…no, no, no. They would know right away that it was me. What can I do?
"Ana! Sing along." A drunken man slurred. The women momentarily glared at him the punched him in the face.
"Shut the fuck up Thomas." She growled downing her rum.
"He didn't deserve tha'." I looked up and smiled. Perfect. If there was any man who could get the job done it was Captain Jack Sparrow. I got up and walked over to their table, dragging a chair with me. I slid the chair right next to Sparrow and sat down. He looked at me suspiciously and tightened the grip on his rum. "What do ye want?" He asked.
"I have a proposition for ye." His eyes lit up greedily and he leaned in.
"I'm listening mate." Bloody greedy bastard.
"Do you see her?" I asked, referring to Brittnni.
"The lovely bar maid? Aye."
"Well mate, she isn't as lovely as ye think she is." He looked perplexed. Bloody moron. I sighed. "I'll give ye a satchel of money if ye kidnap her and then…murder her." He automatically shook his head no. Poor ol' chap was getting soft. "Fine." I groaned impatiently throwing another satchel at him. He grinned happily but then frowned.
"How am I ta get her on me ship. I ain't kidnapping the lass." I groaned. What could he do then? Hmmm.
"I got it." I smiled remembering her background. "Do ye know the Calico treasure?" I asked sacrificing the map that had taken me years to get. His eyes lit up and he nodded staring at the map. "Her father, is, Jack Calico." He looked at me, then to Brittnni, then back at me.
"Are ye sure?" I nodded.
"Use it to yer advantage. Tell her ye need her help or somethin'." He nodded.
"Pleasure doing business with ye." Jack smiled watching Brittnni. I nodded, walked towards the door, took one last look at Brittnni and left.
: Brittnni's P.O.V :
The door slammed shut and I sighed in relief. George was gone, thankfully. I momentarily glanced at Jacks table and saw him staring at me. I raised and eyebrow and he just smiled, knowing he'd been caught. I rolled my eyes and turned back to Philip.
"I don't like him. Nope, not one bit." He said glaring at Jack.
"You don't even know him you git." I told him, polishing some mugs and putting them in their proper spaces behind the counter. He gave me a 'are-you-daft' look. I sighed. "Not all pirates are bad. You know that." I hissed.
"I didn't mean they're bad! Well, he is but not all pirates…most of them. Excluding your father of course…" He rambled on.
"Philip!" I shouted placing my hand on his. "You're rambling on again." He mumbled something in my hand and I raised my eyebrows. "What?" He pulled my hand off his mouth.
"I said, sorry." I quickly pulled my hand out of his grasp and nodded. "It's just, there is something about him." He stared angrily at the table and I rolled my eyes in annoyance. Pretty soon, they had left and I could finally leave.
"Goodbye Drego." I said giving him a peck on the cheek. He smiled and hugged me. I put on my shawl and walked out into the dark, humid night. The walk home wasn't a long one, it was just up the street and around the corner but there was still a chance of something going wrong. A branch snapped in two and I stopped. Slowly, I turned my head around and began to feel up my leg for my dagger. I looked around and heard nothing so I stopped worrying and kept on walking but at a faster pace. I wrapped my shawl around me even more and the walk quickly turned into a sprint to my front door. I opened the door, slammed it shut and breathed heavily against the door. My mother came rushing in.
"Are you alright dear? You look as though you have seen a ghost. You're deathly pale." I shook my head.
"Running." I managed to get out. She pulled me into a hug and stroked my head.
"Be careful when you're out there hun, alright?" I nodded as the ragged breathing decreased to slow, normal breathes. She let go of me and smiled. "Come and have a cup o' tea." I smiled graciously and sat in a chair near my mother. She grabbed the tea from out of the fire and set it on the table. She then went over to the cupboards and searched through them looking for our teacups. "Darling, go outside and get the cups from the table, I forgot they were out there." I nodded, got up and went into the night again. I went to the side of our house and squinted my eyes. I found the table and sure enough, the cups were on it. I picked them up and through one in the air, suddenly, I was grabbed around the waist and a hand was clamped over my mouth. The cup shattered on the floor and I looked around trying to find my attacker. I elbowed them in the gut and they let go. I turned around and saw the pirate who I had served in the pub. Before he could talk, I smacked him across the face.
"Don't think I deserved tha'." Jack muttered rubbing his cheek. My cheeks grew hot with anger.
"Didn't deserve that!" I whispered dangerously, not wanting my mom to come out. "What were you trying to do?"
"I came ta see ya luv." I glared at him momentarily in suspicion.
"You just met me." I told him. He nodded and took a seat on one of the chairs. I sighed.
"Come away wif me." My eyes opened wide and I stared at Jack as if he has lost his bloody mind.
"I don't even know you…you don't even know me." I told him. I picked the one cup and kicked the broken pieces aside and proceeded to go into my house. He grabbed me and pulled me back over.
"I know ye don't want ta be here." He muttered. Damn him.
"What do you need me for?"
"Yer the daughter of Jack Calico aren't ye?" I closed my eyes and nodded slowly. I didn't want to hear about my father right now. "I need yer help lass."
"With what?"
"Yer father, left behind a miraculous treasure luv and I need yer help ta get it." I didn't believe him. Well, I did, I just didn't want to. I wanted to reminders of him. It was too painful.
"I don't believe you." He pulled a map out his coat and handed it to me. I looked at it and my jaw dropped. It was his map, the one he had made a few nights before he had died.
"Where did you get this?" I asked stilling looking over the map.
"From a man in the pub." I looked at him suspiciously again. What if he was lying and this was all a trick? Then again, what if it wasn't.
"Why do you need me?" I asked. He groaned impatiently and tried to grab the map back but I slapped his hand back.
"Yer his daughter aren't ye? The map doesn't specifically say where the treasure is, does it lass?" I examined the paper and found out he was right. "Yer his daughter, so ye must think alike. Where do ye think he would hide it?"
"I don't know, I would need to be there to decide that!" The words came out quickly and I regretted it.
"Exactly. Now, come on lass." I looked at him, and then looked at my house. I couldn't do that to my mom. She can't even leave the house, actually, she hasn't left the house since that night.
"No." I said. "I can't."
"And why not?" He questioned me.
"I couldn't do that to my mother okay. What if something happens while I'm gone?"
"Nothing will happen to ye lass. I'll protect ye."
"I understand but you're not here to protect her." I muttered, heading towards me house.
"Lass, please…do it for yer father." I stopped at the door, with my hand on the knob. I ignored him, opened the door and stepped inside. My mother turned around and smiled.
"Only one." I nodded smiling.
"The other one broke." I told her. She nodded in understanding and pulled out another cup from one of the shelves in our kitchen. She then came over to the table and poured me a cup of hot tea. I smiled and quickly drank it down.
"Don't burn your tongue." She warned me, pouring herself a cup. I nodded, drinking some more down until it was finished.
"Go to sleep my dear." She told me.
"Why?" I yawned. She raised her eyebrow with a smile on her face and I smiled. "Goodnight." I got up, kissed her cheek and went to my room to change and finally sleep.
I laid on my bed and smiled. It was nice to finally have some rest. I got under the nice, cool covers and blew out my candle. I suck underneath the covers andclosed my eyes. I would have fallen asleep in a matter of minutes but there was a noise from outside. It sounded like someone calling my name.
"Brittnni…luv." I groaned. I put my pillow over my head but even that didn't drown him out. "Luv!" I sighed, threw the pillow on the floor and walked over to the balcony.
"What do you want?" I hissed quietly.
"For ye to hurry yer arse up and come. Quite being a stubborn wench." My jaw dropped and I glared at him.
"I am definitely not coming now you bastard." I walked back into my room.
"No, no, no, no…I didn't mean it!" Jack shouted angrily. I ran back over.
"Shut up. Do you want my mother to hear you?" He shook his head no and I smiled. "You just don't give up do you?" I said gazing at him.
"Luv, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow…I do not know what giving up is. Savvy?"
"Savvy." I looked up and sighed. Maybe he really did need my help. What could I loose from going with him? He seems to know about my father, maybe I could trust him and maybe, just maybe, he could tell me more about him."Hold on." He smiled.
"Wonderful luv." I quickly changed into a light blue dress and walked back onto the balcony. I stepped onto the ledge and grabbed a hold of the tree branch, which was my usual escape route. I jumped down and saw a happy Jack Sparrow.
"Ye look wonderful." He said, his eyes roaming my body.
"Flattery will get you no where." I clapped my hands together. "Lead the way…before I change my mind."
"Follow me luv." Jack said walking into the darkness. I took one last glance at my house and then followed Jack into the cold crisp night.
"Brittnni, are you still awake?" Grace, Brittnnis mother, asked stepping into the room."Brittnni!" She shouted drastically into the hallway. She then took off down the stairs, out the door and into the town. She headed straight for the 'Faithful Bride' and pounded on the door. "Drego!" She heard fumbling coming from inside and the door was opened.
"Grace? Watcha here for?" He asked.
"Brittnni? Is she here?" She asked frantically. Dregos eyes widened.
"She left home about ten minutes ago…whats wrong?" He asked worried.
"I know, she came home and went to bed but when I went to look in on her she was gone." She broke down sobbing onto Drego. "I thought maybe she was here but, she's gone." Drego held Grace sympathetically as she cried and cried.
"Shh. Come, we will go look for her." He told her soothingly. "I know exactly where to look first." He said heading to where Hernandez was staying.
"You fool, you have no idea where we are do you?" I shouted angrily still following Jack.
"If ye would so much as shut yer mouth maybe I could find…the docks!" He shouted happily pointing into the distance.
"Finally." I muttered. He glared at me and we continued walking. I shivered in the coldness of the night. Of all the nights in Tortuga, I never remember it being this cold.
"Gibbs!" Jack shouted. A woman turned around angrily. "Ah, Ana luv…sorry."
"Ye best be." She looked at me. "Who is she?" She spat.
"This be the daughter of Jack Calico." Her eyes widened.
"Thee Jack Calico?" Jack nodded. Ana hit him on the back of the head. "Well, what's her name you git?"
"Brittnni." He snapped. I laughed.
"Brittnni Calico." I smiled sticking my hand out. The woman took my hand and shook it, smiling.
"Ana Maria Rodriguez."
"How is my beauty?" Jack asked. I looked around and saw he was talking to no one.
"He is talking to his ship." Ana told me rolling his eyes.
"Is he okay?" I asked looking at him as if he had lost his mind.
"Aye." She told me, pushing me towards a set of doors. I walked in and followed her. "I'll introduce ye to tha crew, since Jack isn't much of a good captain." I laughed. She opened the doors and started yelling.
"THIS," Everyone looked over, startled. "Is Brittnni Calico, gents." The men dropped their jaws, some of them smiled. "She is going ta help us find tha treasure." The men cheered and drank down some rum. "And if any of ye harm her or touch her, yer never going to be having children. Savvy?"
"Savvy!" They yelled.
"Ana, can we finish up now?" One of the crew members shouted impatiently.
"Aye. Stuff yerselves ye pigs." The men laughed and continued drinking and eating. "Come on, we'll go see where Jack wants ye to stay." I nodded and followed her back up to the helm.
"Jack." Ana shouted to him. He didn't hear her. She sighed. "Jack!" Still, he didn't hear her.
"SPARROW!" I shouted. He jumped and looked at us.
"Was that ye?"
"No Jack, it twas tha boogeyman." Ana snapped. He growled angrily.
"What do ye want?" He asked. I opened my mouth to talk but someone shouted for Jack. "What is it Gibbs?"
"Jack, two women aboard now?" Jack rolled his eyes as if he was used to this. "Tis bad luck."
"Everything is bad luck to ye." He whispered. "Gibbs, it'll be fine. Savvy?"
"Savvy." The old man sighed and sat on a barrel to catch his breath.
"As I was saying, where am I staying?"
"Wif me of course." I opened my eyes wide. Me? Share a room with the most sexually active pirate known?
"No." I said. Jack looked at me in disbelief. Ana smiled.
"Ye heard her Sparrow." He glared at her.
"Ana luv, I know it's difficult but fer five minutes could ye SHUT YER MOUTH!" She shut her mouth and glared daggers at him. "Now luv, yer staying in me quarters."
"I'd rather stay in a room with Ana, if you don't mind." I hissed. He was losing his patience with me already. I could tell.
"YE ARE STAYING WIF ME AND THA' IS THA'." I was speechless and shocked. "Now, Gibbs, take this lovely lass below and give her something ta do, anything ye can think of. So long as she isn't anywhere near me at the moment." Gibbs nodded and pulled me towards him.
"Git a move on." I nodded, still shocked at his outburst. He pushed his pistol into my back and I snapped back into my senses.
"I don't need a gun to walk." I moaned trying to push it away from my back. He cocked it and I gulped. Closing my mouth, I walked below without another word spoken from either of us. He took the gun away from me and apologized.
"I'm sorry lass. Jack don't like it when lasses get to him. Gets on his nerves. Ye best stay on his good side." I was about to argue with him when he pulled out a mop and bucket. "Have fun." And with that, he left. I sighed, picked up the mop and began to clean. Why I was here, I had no clue but one thing was for sure, I was going to figure out. Sooner or later.
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a/n: sighs how was it? alright. at the moment. i need to change my title. so PLEASE suggestions. i need them. & i also am doing a character call. i only need one so, gimme what you want and ill pick one. :) use your imaginations. think of anything. a commodore, a prince, a murderer etc.
Jack: IM BACK!
Me: O.O SCORE! kisses Jack
Jack: Review Savvy? ;)