The Siren
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Category:
Pirates of the Caribbean (All) › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
5,355
Reviews:
37
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own the Pirates of the Caribbean movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 1 - Abduction & Discoveries
Title: The Siren
Author: Hellborne (the_ferret_mom@yahoo.com)
Age Rating: 18+
Disclaimer: Characters, if you saw them in the movie, not mine. See the Mouse. Story, mine, but I make no money. He does, but not on this.
Typing convention: / is used for thoughts. * - * - * is used for scene changes and passages of time.
Summary: Will has been abducted by The Siren, a beautiful pirate captain with a crew of women. It's Jack's job to get him back, and he seems scared about it. Many surprises.
Warnings: H/C, angst, lemon, rape, Het.
Betas: The two greatest BetaGoddesses in the world, Pendragginink and Littlebird! You're both truly magnificent, and I wouldn't be able to write half as well without you!
NOTE: We've been had here in Vegas. A couple took us for the rent money so we've been on the street for over a week waiting for my son's paycheck to get a new place. The ferrets are at the pound, though thankfully it's a "low-kill" shelter (only animals who are sick or dying get gassed, so ours are safe), so the only danger is that they'll be adopted out before we can get them all back. I've got Carlton out (my favorite), and he's at our storage unit (air conditioned). As I type this, it's Friday, May 7th, 2004, and I'm at the MGM Grand hotel waiting to get in to see a new TV program. Btw, if you ever have a chance to watch a new show called "Numb3rs," it's FANTASTIC!!! Anyway, I've been writing this and my other stories from the car, from casinos, the AdventureDome, etc., and I've found a plug in order to type them in over at Television City in the MGM. Hey, there's a great place if you're ever in town for cheap food. 3/4 pound hot dog for $1.49. It'll feed two easily. Four if you also get the giant strawberry shortcake also for $1.49. Believe me, these are fantastic! The dog is like 14" long and as wide as a dick! Talk about a sexy hot dog! Oh...the place to get them is called Westward Ho. It's on the strip next to Circus Circus. They also have 27oz margaritas for $0.99, and coffee for $0.05!!! It's 60's prices in 2004. Great place! So...now that you know what we've been going through since the 30th, maybe you'll hit the REVIEW button to make me feel better. Remember, I want your HONEST opinion of the story...good, bad or ugly, I love the reviews!
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Chapter 1 - Abduction & Discoveries
"What do you mean, he's 'gone!'?"
Joshamee Gibbs gulped. His captain was livid, and there was no telling what he would do. "Gone, Cap'n. When we woke up in the tavern this mornin', he weren't with us. We asked around, but no one has seen the boy."
Jack frowned. "Well, he couldn't have disappeared into thin air. Someone had to have seen something. Now go find him and don't come back without him!"
"Aye, Cap'n." Gibbs walked down the gangplank and toward the tavern.
* - * - *
Will woke up and opened one eye. His head was pounding, but it was dark enough to open his other eye. While the bars around him claimed he was in a cell, a brig on a ship if the roll of the sea was any indication, he couldn't quite make sense of it. It was truly the oddest brig he'd ever been in, as the entire space, except for two feet at the cell door, was taken up by a huge bed.../And a commode cupboard! Built in. Rather fancy for a ship./ He was quite comfortable, nestled under the covers though he had an itch on his neck. He put his hand up to scratch it and found an ornate collar with: filigree all around it; a ring on the left side; some kind of hinge in the back, and.../Hmm...no lock./ It was loose enough to be comfortable, yet tight enough that it wouldn't chafe. Then he noticed that, other than the collar and the comforter, he was completely naked.
Suddenly the hatch opened and he saw a long pair of legs start down the ladder. A woman's legs. Will squeaked and dived under the comforter; he peeked out as the woman reached the base of the ladder.
The woman /no "lady" would wear that!/ wore the standard cutlass, pistols, etc., of a pirate on her baldric, breeches cut off well above the knees and a shirt tied in the front, showing her belly! She stared at the pile of comforter that he'd become and laughed.
"You don't need to hide yourself, male. It was I who undressed you and checked you for damages."
Will stuck his head out, turning beet red at the news. "Where am I? And how did I get here?"
She laughed again. "You are on the White Rose, and the Siren wants to see you on deck now. How you got here is no concern of yours. Now come with me." She produced a key and her cutlass. "And don't try anything you'll regret later." Will moved to the door of the cell, dragging the comforter with him. "No. Just you. Leave that here. Males are not permitted to wear anything except when the weather calls for it or while serving meals." She clipped a long, thin gold leash to the ring on his collar.
* - * - *
"Cap'n, there's one whore wot said she saw somethin'. Don't rightly know if she were tellin' the truth, though. Claimed he was taken by 'The Siren.'"
Jack blanched. "The Siren's got Will?! Lizzy will kill me!!"
"Aye, if she were tellin' the truth. Why? The Siren is a myth."
"No, she's not, mate. She's a pirate captain with a crew the likes of which Norrington wouldn't dare hang, on a ship called the White Rose."
* - * - *
Will moved out of the cell and climbed the ladder to the main deck. As the sun came into view, he closed his eyes against the pain from his hangover. Clearing the ladder, he lifted one hand to shade his face and opened one eye, and tried to cover himself, blushing from head to toe. Well over a hundred women pirates, standing on the deck or swaying in the rigging, in all states of dress or undress, were watching him. A handful of men were scrubbing the deck and doing other chores, all naked, and like him, wearing ornate gold collars, but without leashes.
One woman stood out from the rest. She had waist-length white hair /But she's obviously not old...she's beautiful!/ very pale crystal blue-violet eyes ringed heavily with kohl, and completely covered head to foot in very colorful cotton clothing so that only her head and lower arms were truly visible. She wore an ornate white tricorn hat, and a scarf that matched her eyes. As his eyes adjusted to the light, he saw that there were several thin braids in her hair and hanging from one of them was a silver medallion identical to Jack's. He looked closer at her long white eyelashes, straight nose and heart-shaped face. /She looks like a woman's version of Jack's ghost!/
He knew she had to be related to Jack when she spoke in an unusually low voice, with that same Jack Sparrow growl. "Welcome to the White Rose, young Will Turner." He started. "Yes, I know who you are, and the ship you sailed on. I am the Siren, and you are my personal slave for the rest of your life. Feel flattered. You are the second personal slave I've chosen in seven years."
"Why am I here?" The other males flinched.
"Since you are new and haven't been taught the rules yet, I will allow you some questions. But once those questions are answered to my satisfaction, you, like the other males onboard, will not speak without permission. Now, there are a couple of reasons that you are here. For one, you are, in fact, quite good looking. For another, you are favored by Jack Sparrow, and once in a while I like to remind him that whatever he has, I can easily take away. And finally, I wanted a monopoly on Turners. Bill! You may say hello to your son!"
One of the men stepped forward, his eyes rising to Will's face. He smiled sheepishly at his son. "I'd hoped we'd meet again under different circumstances."
* - * - *
"So is Siren her name?"
"No, mate. She fancies that she sings like one. Truth to tell, she sings more like a harpy...or a crow. It's her 'other qualities' that might catch a man's attentions. Her name is Angeline Hawk, and not many male captives escape her alive and unscathed."
"Sounds like you've run across her afore."
Jack laughed. "Aye, I have. She's my sister."
"Your sister?"
"Older sister, actually. By less than an hour."
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TBC
A/N: The A/N at the top was written while we were still homeless. However, being homeless for so long (over a week) has given me a nasty case of not wanting to leave the motel roofor for ANYTHING. This means I'm on the computer all day looking for reviews to cheer me up. Any chance of hearing from anyone? The weather? How your day is going? How you feel about the story? This one I'm VERY curious about reviews...it's not my normal thing (an OC female lead). So *PLEASE* get me reviews on what you think of her and the story!
Author: Hellborne (the_ferret_mom@yahoo.com)
Age Rating: 18+
Disclaimer: Characters, if you saw them in the movie, not mine. See the Mouse. Story, mine, but I make no money. He does, but not on this.
Typing convention: / is used for thoughts. * - * - * is used for scene changes and passages of time.
Summary: Will has been abducted by The Siren, a beautiful pirate captain with a crew of women. It's Jack's job to get him back, and he seems scared about it. Many surprises.
Warnings: H/C, angst, lemon, rape, Het.
Betas: The two greatest BetaGoddesses in the world, Pendragginink and Littlebird! You're both truly magnificent, and I wouldn't be able to write half as well without you!
NOTE: We've been had here in Vegas. A couple took us for the rent money so we've been on the street for over a week waiting for my son's paycheck to get a new place. The ferrets are at the pound, though thankfully it's a "low-kill" shelter (only animals who are sick or dying get gassed, so ours are safe), so the only danger is that they'll be adopted out before we can get them all back. I've got Carlton out (my favorite), and he's at our storage unit (air conditioned). As I type this, it's Friday, May 7th, 2004, and I'm at the MGM Grand hotel waiting to get in to see a new TV program. Btw, if you ever have a chance to watch a new show called "Numb3rs," it's FANTASTIC!!! Anyway, I've been writing this and my other stories from the car, from casinos, the AdventureDome, etc., and I've found a plug in order to type them in over at Television City in the MGM. Hey, there's a great place if you're ever in town for cheap food. 3/4 pound hot dog for $1.49. It'll feed two easily. Four if you also get the giant strawberry shortcake also for $1.49. Believe me, these are fantastic! The dog is like 14" long and as wide as a dick! Talk about a sexy hot dog! Oh...the place to get them is called Westward Ho. It's on the strip next to Circus Circus. They also have 27oz margaritas for $0.99, and coffee for $0.05!!! It's 60's prices in 2004. Great place! So...now that you know what we've been going through since the 30th, maybe you'll hit the REVIEW button to make me feel better. Remember, I want your HONEST opinion of the story...good, bad or ugly, I love the reviews!
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Chapter 1 - Abduction & Discoveries
"What do you mean, he's 'gone!'?"
Joshamee Gibbs gulped. His captain was livid, and there was no telling what he would do. "Gone, Cap'n. When we woke up in the tavern this mornin', he weren't with us. We asked around, but no one has seen the boy."
Jack frowned. "Well, he couldn't have disappeared into thin air. Someone had to have seen something. Now go find him and don't come back without him!"
"Aye, Cap'n." Gibbs walked down the gangplank and toward the tavern.
* - * - *
Will woke up and opened one eye. His head was pounding, but it was dark enough to open his other eye. While the bars around him claimed he was in a cell, a brig on a ship if the roll of the sea was any indication, he couldn't quite make sense of it. It was truly the oddest brig he'd ever been in, as the entire space, except for two feet at the cell door, was taken up by a huge bed.../And a commode cupboard! Built in. Rather fancy for a ship./ He was quite comfortable, nestled under the covers though he had an itch on his neck. He put his hand up to scratch it and found an ornate collar with: filigree all around it; a ring on the left side; some kind of hinge in the back, and.../Hmm...no lock./ It was loose enough to be comfortable, yet tight enough that it wouldn't chafe. Then he noticed that, other than the collar and the comforter, he was completely naked.
Suddenly the hatch opened and he saw a long pair of legs start down the ladder. A woman's legs. Will squeaked and dived under the comforter; he peeked out as the woman reached the base of the ladder.
The woman /no "lady" would wear that!/ wore the standard cutlass, pistols, etc., of a pirate on her baldric, breeches cut off well above the knees and a shirt tied in the front, showing her belly! She stared at the pile of comforter that he'd become and laughed.
"You don't need to hide yourself, male. It was I who undressed you and checked you for damages."
Will stuck his head out, turning beet red at the news. "Where am I? And how did I get here?"
She laughed again. "You are on the White Rose, and the Siren wants to see you on deck now. How you got here is no concern of yours. Now come with me." She produced a key and her cutlass. "And don't try anything you'll regret later." Will moved to the door of the cell, dragging the comforter with him. "No. Just you. Leave that here. Males are not permitted to wear anything except when the weather calls for it or while serving meals." She clipped a long, thin gold leash to the ring on his collar.
* - * - *
"Cap'n, there's one whore wot said she saw somethin'. Don't rightly know if she were tellin' the truth, though. Claimed he was taken by 'The Siren.'"
Jack blanched. "The Siren's got Will?! Lizzy will kill me!!"
"Aye, if she were tellin' the truth. Why? The Siren is a myth."
"No, she's not, mate. She's a pirate captain with a crew the likes of which Norrington wouldn't dare hang, on a ship called the White Rose."
* - * - *
Will moved out of the cell and climbed the ladder to the main deck. As the sun came into view, he closed his eyes against the pain from his hangover. Clearing the ladder, he lifted one hand to shade his face and opened one eye, and tried to cover himself, blushing from head to toe. Well over a hundred women pirates, standing on the deck or swaying in the rigging, in all states of dress or undress, were watching him. A handful of men were scrubbing the deck and doing other chores, all naked, and like him, wearing ornate gold collars, but without leashes.
One woman stood out from the rest. She had waist-length white hair /But she's obviously not old...she's beautiful!/ very pale crystal blue-violet eyes ringed heavily with kohl, and completely covered head to foot in very colorful cotton clothing so that only her head and lower arms were truly visible. She wore an ornate white tricorn hat, and a scarf that matched her eyes. As his eyes adjusted to the light, he saw that there were several thin braids in her hair and hanging from one of them was a silver medallion identical to Jack's. He looked closer at her long white eyelashes, straight nose and heart-shaped face. /She looks like a woman's version of Jack's ghost!/
He knew she had to be related to Jack when she spoke in an unusually low voice, with that same Jack Sparrow growl. "Welcome to the White Rose, young Will Turner." He started. "Yes, I know who you are, and the ship you sailed on. I am the Siren, and you are my personal slave for the rest of your life. Feel flattered. You are the second personal slave I've chosen in seven years."
"Why am I here?" The other males flinched.
"Since you are new and haven't been taught the rules yet, I will allow you some questions. But once those questions are answered to my satisfaction, you, like the other males onboard, will not speak without permission. Now, there are a couple of reasons that you are here. For one, you are, in fact, quite good looking. For another, you are favored by Jack Sparrow, and once in a while I like to remind him that whatever he has, I can easily take away. And finally, I wanted a monopoly on Turners. Bill! You may say hello to your son!"
One of the men stepped forward, his eyes rising to Will's face. He smiled sheepishly at his son. "I'd hoped we'd meet again under different circumstances."
* - * - *
"So is Siren her name?"
"No, mate. She fancies that she sings like one. Truth to tell, she sings more like a harpy...or a crow. It's her 'other qualities' that might catch a man's attentions. Her name is Angeline Hawk, and not many male captives escape her alive and unscathed."
"Sounds like you've run across her afore."
Jack laughed. "Aye, I have. She's my sister."
"Your sister?"
"Older sister, actually. By less than an hour."
* - * - *
TBC
A/N: The A/N at the top was written while we were still homeless. However, being homeless for so long (over a week) has given me a nasty case of not wanting to leave the motel roofor for ANYTHING. This means I'm on the computer all day looking for reviews to cheer me up. Any chance of hearing from anyone? The weather? How your day is going? How you feel about the story? This one I'm VERY curious about reviews...it's not my normal thing (an OC female lead). So *PLEASE* get me reviews on what you think of her and the story!