Revived Tales Chapter 1, an Inuyasha + Pirates of the Caribbean Crossover fanfic

The Medallions' Call

Pirates of the Caribbean x Inuyasha Crossover Story

The Medallions' Call Chapter 6

Edited: 07/31/12

AN: For reading comfort this story has been edited and previous author's notes and older comment replies have been removed. Enjoy.

Pairings:

Kagome x Captain Jack Sparrow

Rated: M+

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Elizabeth sat there in the rain. Today was supposed to be her wedding day. It was supposed to be a joyous event.

She dropped the bouquet and as it fell to the ground she clutched the amulet that her friend of so long ago gave her.

'If wedding days are supposed to be joyous. Then why do the heavens cry on mine, sister.' thought Elizabeth bitterly as she stood and turned to see a soldier there awaiting her to lead her to her betrothed

"Will!" she yelled as she ran to him, "Why is this happening?" she questioned truly near tears

"I don't know." answered back young William Turner as he wished the irons were not clasped around his wrists that way he could comfort his would be wife, but seeing as he couldn't do that settled for compliments.

"You look beautiful." which merely earned him a forced smile and the comment, "I think it's bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding.

"Move! Move out of my way!" screamed Governor Weatherby as he tried to get to his daughter and soon to be son, yet was blocked by two soldiers. "How dare you! Stand your men down at once! Do you hear me!" he truly yelled

"Governor Weatherby Swann, it's been too long." said the man turning around

"Cutler Beckett?" questioned the old Governor

"It's Lord now actually." he replied as he motioned for his soldiers to let the governor through

"Lord or not, you have no reason and no authority to arrest this man." said Weatherby still yelling

"In fact, I do. Mr. Mercer?" said Beckett as an even older man unfolded a piece of parchment and handed it to the Lord

"The warrant for the arrest of one William Turner." he said smugly as he handed the warrant to the governor

"This warrant is for Elizabeth Swann." he said in shock looking back between his old friend and daughter

"Oh, is it?" asked Beckett clearly not at all shocked, "That's annoying. My mistake. Arrest her." said Beckett already with the other warrant in hand.

As Elizabeth yelled, "On what charges?"

"No." yelled Will as they took her away from him

"Aha. Here's the one for William Turner." then handed that one to the governor as well

"And I have another one for a Mr. James Norrington." finished Beckett happily, "Is he present?"

"What are the charges?" yelled Elizabeth very furious

"Commodore Norrington resigned his commission some months ago." said Weatherby looking down

"That's not the question I asked." stated Beckett annoyed

"Lord Beckett, in the category of questions not answered…" yelled Will gaining the Lord's attention for his fiancé.

"We are under the jurisdiction of the king's governor of Port Royal," finished Elizabeth, "and you will tell us what we are charged with."

"The charge…" started Weatherby, "is 'conspiring to set free a man convicted of crimes against the Crown and Empire and condemned to death for which the…" he could not finish his sentence now in shock from reading his daughter's fate.

"For which the punishment, regrettably is also death." finished Beckett with a smile

"Perhaps you remember a certain pirate." started Beckett stepping in front of Will, "Named Jack Sparrow."

"Captain." said both Will and Elizabeth at the same time

"Captain Jack Sparrow." finished Elizabeth as Will smiled at the memories of the captain from seven months ago.

"Captain Jack Sparrow." repeated Beckett, "Yes I thought you might."

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"So did you hear?" questioned Scarlett to Giselle

"No what?" the brunette replied

"They have a new fortune teller by the new bar in Tortuga. Said to have never been wrong once. Supposedly she used to be a pirate but then when the sea took her husband's life. She felt she could no longer stand to look at her hubby's killer." said the blond

"Really? I wonder if that's true how she got here then?" questioned a willowy looking man as the two woman got red in the face and walked away not bothering to give the rude man a reply.

"Thank you. For setting those 'women' straight, James Norrington." spoke a woman from behind the ex Commodore, "However it matters not what such harlots think of me." she spoke in a soft and soothing voice.

Causing the Commodore to turn around and stare at the woman before him. She was very beautiful. 'Almost as much as Elizabeth.' he thought bitterly.

The woman had long flowing black hair that was currently only being held back by a red headband. She wore a red and white striped skirt that was parted at her right leg showing off a lot of her skin. What held up the skirt was a brown belt that was merely a shade darker than the corset she wore, which was more of an oak color. Which looked exceptionally tighter than the white sleeves connected to said corset. She wore gloves on both hands. The right with a purple and black rosary carefully tied to the glove. Her chest currently barren.

After scrutinizing the woman he spoke once more, "So you are the fortune teller I presume." stated Norrington more than asked

"Aye child. Come you have a certain aura about you I shall tell you your fortune, free of charge of course."

…

"Fifteen men, on a dead man's chest. Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum. Drink and the devil had done for the rest, Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum…" ¯finished Gibbs laughing then took a swig of his own rum but stopped as he heard a bell toll and crows flying over head.

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"Prisoners come on!" yelled a soldier in knight's armor as he and another dragged the peasant to God knows where.

As the man's screams could be heard on the other side of the island, as shown by the men who were currently too busy throwing home-made coffins into the awaiting depths of the ocean.

One of these many coffins drew the attention however of a nearby crow, who took upon itself the duty of pecking at the offending piece of wood. Who had the gall to tap back at it. So it was only in its true nature that it would tap back until it would win the debacle however what it wasn't counting on was the dead man to have a pistol.

As soon as the shot went off a hand wielding a pistol shot through the hole it had made and turned around as if to look out for other offending beings. And finding none, shot back inside the wooden box only to come back up breaking the wood apart. As one Captain Jack Sparrow was revealed.

"Sorry mate." he spoke seemingly to no one in particular then dug into the coffin and snapped something off. A leg. A dead skeletal leg. "Mind if we make a little side trip?"

He asked as he started using the appendage to row towards the Black Pearl

"Not quite according to plan." said Gibbs as Jack handed him the limb

"Complications arose, ensued, were overcome." said Jack walking to the helm

" You got what you went in for, then?" asked Gibbs running after Jack

"Mm-hm." he answered back stopping and removing a piece of cloth from his front pocket then showed it to Gibbs and unintentionally the other pirates who leaned closer to get a better look.

Jack when he turned around to continue to his cabin was roughly cornered by his crew, only to have Gibbs speak to him.

"Captain, I think the crew, meaning me as well, were expecting something a bit more…shiny" he said after a pause causing Jack to look at him incredulously. "What with the Isla de Muerta going pear-shaped and reclaimed by the sea."

"And the Royal Navy chasing us around the Atlantic." said another pirate

"And the hurricane." finished another

"Aye." they all agreed

"All in all," started Gibbs, "it seems to be a long time since we did even a speck of honest pirating."

"…shiny?" he asked after a pause

"Aye. Shiny." agreed Gibbs

"Is that how you're all feeling then?" asked Jack waving around the clothed parchment he refused to let go of, "Then perhaps dear old Jack is not serving your best interests as captain?" he questioned making all of them look away guiltily

"Walk the blank." squawked Mr. Cotton's parrot whom Mr. Cotton rapidly placed his hand over his beak but not before Jack took out and cocked his pistol at the animal and snarled, "What did the bird say?"

"Do not blame the bird." spoke one of the others, "Show us what is on that piece of cloth there." he nodded as Jack came swooping down screeching and stealing the cloth from Jack who merely tried to shoot at Jack.

And when his pistol did not work Jack stole the pistol from someone in his crew and shot Jack in the back of his head, causing him to slip forward and drop the parchment. As one of Jack's crewman went forward and opened the cloth then looking on in shock.

"You know that do no good." said Gibbs to Jack he merely shrugged and answered back, "It does me."

"It's a key." he spoke bringing the attention back to the pirate who retrieved the cloth.

"No. Much more better." spoke Jack stepping forward and grabbing the cloth from the pirate and showing it to the rest of the crew, "It is a drawing of a key." he finished with a smile

But when no one looked as happy as he did he decided to elaborate, "Gentlemen." he began as they all stepped forward causing him to roll his eyes

"What do keys do?" he questioned

"Keys…unlock things." one pirate answered unsurely

"And whatever this key unlocks, inside there's something valuable. So we're setting out to find whatever it is this key unlocks." finished Gibbs

"No." answers Jack as he stepped forward, "If we don't have the key, then we can't open whatever it is that it unlocks. So what purpose would be served in finding whatever need be unlocked, which we don't have, without first finding the key what unlocks it?" finished Jack smiling feeling very accomplished with himself.

"So we're going after this key?" asked Gibbs

"You're not making any sense, at all." spoke Jack, "Any more questions?" asked Jack to his crew

"So…" started the one who first grabbed the cloth, "do we have a heading?"

"Ha. A heading." said Jack pulling out his compass, as he made random movements with his unoccupied arm.

"Set sail in a…general…that way direction." said Jack turning around back towards Gibbs and the other crew

"Captain?" questioned Gibbs

"Come on, snap to and make sail. You know how this works." he said moving to his cabin, "Go on. Oi. Oi. Oi." he yelled moving the men out of his way

"Have you noticed lately," started a pirate talking to Gibbs, "the captain seems to be acting a bit strange…er?" he finished lamely

"Setting sail, without knowing his own heading. Something's gotten Jack vexed and mark my words, what bodes ill for Jack Sparrow, bodes ill for us all." finished Gibbs darkly walking away

…

"Lord Beckett, the prisoner as ordered, sir." says one of the soldiers as they brought Will into the room

"Those won't be necessary." he said referring to Will's irons then dismissing the soldiers began pouring himself and Will a drink.

"The East India Trading Company has need of your services." started Beckett, "We with for you to act as our agent in a business transaction with our mutual friend Jack Sparrow."

"More acquaintance than friend. How do you know him?" questioned Will

"We've had dealings in the past. Let's just say," started Beckett, "we've left our mark on the other."

"What mark did he leave on you?" asked Will

"By your efforts Jack Sparrow was set free." started the lord ignoring Will's question, "I would like you to go to him and recover a certain property in his possession."

"Recover. At the point of a sword?" asked Will

"Bargain." corrected Beckett, "Letters of marque." started Beckett walking towards his desk and opening a small chest, "You will offer what amounts to a full pardon. Jack will be free, Jack will be free a privateer in the employ of England."

"Somehow," started Will, "I doubt Jack will consider employment the same as being free."

"Freedom." muttered Beckett as he walked outside motioning Will to follow

"Jack Sparrow is a dying breed." he began, "The world is shrinking the blank edges of the map filled in. Jack must find his way in the new world or perish. Not unlike you Mr. Turner. You and your fiancé face the hangman's noose."

"So you get Jack and the Black Pearl?" questioned Will

"The Black Pearl?" asked Cutler shocked

"The property you want that he possesses."

"A ship. Hardly." scoffed Beckett, "No Mr. Turner. The item in question is considerably smaller and a lot more valuable, something Sparrow keeps on his person at all times." he finished hoping that would clear the blanks for Will

"A compass?" he questioned when Will didn't answer, "Ah, you know of it."

"Bring back that compass, or there's no deal." spoke Beckett in a harsh whisper

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"Why is the rum always gone?" asked Jack as he watched the remains of his heavenly drink, fall to the floor. As he stood up and tried to make his way to the storage bunkers.

Tried is the key word here, as Jack oh so gracefully lost his balance then staggered to regain it.

"Oh. That's why." he muttered then continued on his quest to retrieve his precious rum.

"As you were gents." Jack spoke to his sleeping crew then continued downward with his lantern grabbing his keys and unlocking the door where he kept his rum.

Jack entered the door only to find that he was out of rum but quickly cheering when he found one, however when he picked it up and dirt fell from its lips he did not have time to cry in disappointment as a cold and dreary voice spoke.

"Time's run out Jack."

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