Title: The Highest Bidder
Author: Niblet3
Fandom: Pirates of the Caribbean
Ships: Jack/Elizabeth
Summary: Elizabeth Turner is kidnapped and sold as a slave by a gang of pirates, and a certain Captain comes to her rescue.
Disclaimer: Nope. I don't own them.
Rating: T
Notes: LOL! I'm not exactly... sure what I was thinking when writing this. Oh well, it was just an idea.

Elizabeth Turner had never been so afraid in her entire life. Being dragged along by her bound wrists, she thought about how she had gotten here. They came into her house at night, about a week after she had gotten used to sleeping alone. Well, lying and staring at the ceiling alone. She never really did much sleeping anymore, not since Will had left her. The empty echoing of her footsteps in the house scared her, and at night was the time she felt the most alone. That's when the pirates came. They must have gotten some type of word that she was alone, that it'd be easy to take her away. When they barged into her room, she was already awake. They attacked immediately, and there wasn't a sword in sight for her to fight with. She tried using her fists, but wasn't exactly skilled in that method of fighting, and was taken down within a couple of moments. Before she passed out she studied their faces, and realized that none of them were pirates she recognized. She had no idea why they had chosen her house to break into. It had been three years or more since she has even seen any pirates.

She woke up a few hours later, in the brig of a pirate ship. She was thrown in with a bunch of other women, and her hands were bound and she was gagged. They stared at her, narrowing their eyes like there was no amount of trust there. She was new. It felt like forever before they pulled into port. In reality, it was the next morning. A few of the pirates came rampaging below deck to retrieve the women, tying them together and pulling them all out in a straight line. They got off the ship and were soon walking the streets of somewhere that looked extremely similar to Tortuga to Elizabeth, though she didn't think it was. Pirates and prostitutes were running ramped, and it didn't look like a place where any respectable person would be seen. Unless they were taken into slavery, like she was. This is what she deduced she was going through when she heard the Captain of the pirate ship and his first mate going over prices.

She was currently being pulled along roughly, as if it didn't matter if she or any of the other women tripped or lost their footing. She realized that there was a large gash on her forehead from her fight the night before. A pirate's stolen ring cutting across her flesh and tearing it. She winced at the memory, and growled against the gag. The Captain turned around after hearing her, and gave her a smile.

"This one's going to be difficult to be rid of," He said to his first mate, never taking his eyes off of her. She glared at him, shaking her head.

"Bloody... pirates," She said against the gag. He laughed and pulled her harshly, causing her to speed up. Her heart started to speed up as well, thinking of the likes of the people that she was going to be "sold" to.

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Jack Sparrow walked along the streets of the most famous pirate port in Singapore, smiling happily to himself as he swigged a bottle of rum. Coming across large sums of money was always his favorite thing to do, even if it meant exchanging some of his other favorite things to get it. Selling the many jewels he had come across in his numerous journeys seemed to add up after a while.

He dodged a few drunks that ran by, spewing all over the place as they did so. He stepped over a few more as he heard some yelling in the distance.

"How much will this one go for? All of ye, make yer offer!" A Pirate yelled, standing atop a few crates. Jack rolled his eyes and shook his head, never opening condoning the capture and selling of women against their will. He never did anything about it, but he never went along with it either. The girl who was standing next to the Pirate was shaking as she noticed the men who were raising up their money for her, and then she was cut loose from the other ladies when she was finally sold for a very low price. The next girl was pulled up next to the pirate, and she looked up, staring all the pirates in the eye. Seeing her, Jack dropped his bottle and it shattered on the concrete below him.

"Elizabeth," He whispered to himself. He'd be able to recognize her anywhere, despite the amount of time it had been since they had last laid eyes on each other. He was staring at her in disbelief as his feet carried him towards her.

"Come on, men! This is a feisty one! What about this one, lads?" The pirate yelled, yanking her closer to him by her wrists. She was scowling at everyone, looking completely unafraid. Pirates around Jack were making bids.

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Elizabeth was disgusted at all the men that were gathered around, paying money for women they'd never be able to get in reality. Despite the fact that her heart was racing and she was trying desperately to control her shaking hands, she stared the pirates down, daring them to try anything with her. She heard a few low offers, and rolled her eyes.

"Come on, men! This is a feisty one!" What about this one, lads?" He yelled, grabbing her wrists and pulling her closer, stepping on her toes as he did so. A few more bids were made, obviously not satisfying her captor. A rich, gruff voice called out a bid significantly higher than the others that had been suggested.

"Fifty pounds," Jack Sparrow said, pushing himself to the front of the crowd. She looked down at him and her knees gave way and the pirate next to her grabbed onto her arm and caught her, almost pulling the limb out of its socket. She cried out against the gag, and Jack winced.

"I don't think you're going to get much better than that all night, mate," Jack said. The pirate nodded, and took the money out of Jack's hand, and then pushed Elizabeth down off the crate and into Jack's arms. She tripped slightly on her way down, and Jack caught her before she fell. His dark eyes bore down into hers and she looked away, unable to face him. He wrapped his arm around her waist and stood behind her, helping her make her way through the crowd.

Continue? Yes... no?