Caribbean Hybrid
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Pirates of the Caribbean (All) › Het - Male/Female › Jack/Elizabeth
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
34
Views:
7,494
Reviews:
27
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
2
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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 17
Title: Caribbean Hybrid
Rated R
Chapter Author: Wickedswanz
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters
Summary: A wise witch can smooth the waves to Elizabeth.
Chapter 17
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"Jack Sparrow," A tall dark woman smiled broadly and stood to welcome Jack as he passed through her doorway.
"Tia Dalma." He crooned and spread his arms wide. "It's been too long."
"It has, Jack Sparrow, it has."
Her house sat just over the water and vines weaved and fell from the walls. Everywhere the two men looked around her home, there were things hanging. Strange things, scary things, pretty things. Will looked around with his mouth wide while Jack greeted Tia.
He was shocked when she was suddenly beside him, she moved her head one way then another. She seemed to be taking in everything about him. She smelt the air around him and smiled.
"You… William Turner have the smell of destiny about you." she circled him and her grin widened. "She's waiting for you William Turner."
"D…do I know you?" he stuttered, part of him wanting to back away and another part wanting to get a whole lot closer.
"You want to know me?" she cooed in his ear and flicked out her tongue to caress his lobe.
Jack cleared his throat loudly, "Arr could we move this along a little…please?"
Tia turned to the pirate, her moves catlike, coy and quick, "Jack, don't you worry he not going to kill her…yet" she smiled and tipped her head back, "He like this one."
Jack gripped her arms to hold her still, "So she's alive? And alright?"
"She be fine Jack, more then fine, as long as she believe his pretty, pretty lies she be happy and safe. Elizabeth Swan is liking his lies." her smile grew. "Achilleee plan to enjoy her body a great deal"
"No!" the two men yelled together before Jack spoke, "Tia we have to find her before then."
"Ooooh Jack Sparrow's in luuve, with one woman, not like Annabella. Though they have their similarities, Don't they Jack." Suddenly her eyes went wide, terrified. She gasped loudly and the two men had to catch her as her knees buckled. Her yes never left Jack, but physically she seemed to draw away.
"What is it woman?" he hissed, as they placed her into her chair.
"You, Jack Sparrow. Leave her be, she will one day realise who he is and he will kill her. But he will make it quick. You will not."
Jack jumped to his feet, "What! Never, I would never hurt her."
"Elizabeth Swan will return with you, but she will have something with her. Something for you, but she will not know it. And when you see it she will not know it, but when you kill her … she know."
"That's enough Tia! No more of this. Are you going to help us or not?"
She suddenly turned again to William and her smile was just as strong, "William, she waits for you William. She screams from his arms." she tipped arched her neck and made a deep cry of carnal pleasure, "Ooooh the pleasure she's known, but it is you her heart screams for."
Jack and William looked at one another, both trying to convey to the other just how insane the situation was.
"Tia?" Jack held out his hand and she took it. She smiled up at him and her eyes were loving again, "It worked Jack Sparrow, now come I will guide your ship to her waters."
She picked up her back of divination items and chose three at random. She placed them in a line on her dirty table and grinned.
*****
Back on the Pearl Jack stood gripping the wheel while William leaned nearby.
"What do you think she meant by "She’s waiting for me"? Who do you think?"
"No idea mate, ask me the woman's crazy as a marooned leopard, and even more dangerous if she wanted to be. Let's just find Elizabeth, All that cryptic chatter makes my head hurt."
"Ah," William said, "So we won't be mentioning…?"
"No we won't be mentioning that mate…Savvy?"
Will held up his hands in surrender. "Well…I guess you'd better tell me what happened with Annabella."
Jack took a deep breath and for a moment looked as though he was going to refuse. He rolled his eyes and started to talk, his voice low and intensely serious.
*
The boy watched the night pass from his bedroom window and he did every night, waiting for his sweet Annabella to return to him. Until one bight there she was. Walking quickly past his window and into the woods. But she didn't stop for him.
Even so, Francis saw this as his chance to win her back, to talk to her and convince her that it was he who loved her and he, she should marry. Her climbed out his window and followed her into the woods to their secret place.
"Annabella," he same close behind her and placed his hands on her hips, "I knew you'd return to me." he turned her in his arms and kissed her. But after a moment he realized that she wasn't responding as she usually did. "Annabella? What's the matter?"
"What are you doing here? You have to leave now!" she started pushing him back the way he had come.
"No! not till you talk to me." he yelled and grabbed her arms tightly, "I love you Annabella, marry me, be with me." he fell to his knees before her and wrapped his arms around her waist.
She pulled back and laughed loudly, almost shrilly, "Marry you? Not in a million years. You're just a boy."
"But…but we made love, right here," he grabbed onto her again as though the extra weight would alter her perception, "I gave yourself to me and…said things…Did it all mean nothing?"
She pulled away roughly, "What have you to offer a woman like me, boy?" She took another step back, "I need things, pretty things, expensive things. I want a big house and servants, lots and lots of servants." her smile seemed far away. "Alain can give me those things…and more." she smirked and turned away.
The boy thought he may die then and there. She loved him he knew she did…didn't he/ He'd been so sure before, but now. "But, what about me? I love you Annabella."
"Well I don't love you Francis, you were fun to lay with. Didn't we have fun together?" she asked and smiled when he nodded, "There you go, but now it's time for me to move on with a real life husband."
She didn't know what she was saying, she was lying, she had to be. Francis' head raged and threw insult and excuse both making sense through his head. Filling his mind and soul with raw anger and hatred that he had never felt.
"You're lying!" he yelled and lunged at her, pushing her to the ground. His mouth plunged over hers and he kissed her brutally, taking all he could from her perfect lips. She moaned her desire and he knew that he had won.
It was quick, he thrust himself within her over and over till he felt her shudder and allowed himself to follow. As they lay in the aftermath together. He smiled up at her.
"See, told you" he chuckled and lay breathing hard on his back.
"Told me what?" she said as she stood and adjusted her dress.
The boy smiled, "You do love me, and now we'll…"
Annabella's sudden laughter cut him to the core. "What!? Oh Francis you are funny.; she laughed and pulled him to his feet. "Now go back home, if you ask nicely mommy might even tuck you into bed" she laughed again and turned away.
Francis looked down, "you never intended for us to be anything bit this, did you."
"I've told you before, you have nothing to offer me." she laughed again. Looked straight at him and laughed.
Her laughter danced around his head, teasing, mocking, and occasionally damaging. Something snapped inside him and he began to growl. Like an animal, a dog, a beast. His beast was angry and hungry.
*
Jack took a deep breath, "If Achille hadn't come along when he had, I think I might have killed her."
"So Achille saved her from you?" Will stepped forward, his face showing his surprise.
"Yeah mate, he saved her from me." Jack looked down. "I was new to the whole thing and didn't know how to control my temper then, and she was a surprisingly mean woman." he chuckled.
Will nodded, "You're not wrong, you're confessing your undying love and she laughs in your face." Will laid a hand on the wheel, "That's awful. I mean, Elizabeth didn't exactly swoon when I proposed to her, but she was at least respectful and considerate of my feelings."
Jack slapped Will firmly on the shoulder and grinned, "No Elizabeth is very different."
*
Francis watched his breath still in his throat as Achille came upon his beautiful Annabella. Part of him wanted to lunge out and fight the other man to the death, rip his throat out with his teeth and feast on his tender weeping flesh till he felt satisfied. He had to grip onto the tree to stop himself. As much as he knew that he wanted to kill the other man, he also knew that he would not stop to spare Annabella.
Rated R
Chapter Author: Wickedswanz
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters
Summary: A wise witch can smooth the waves to Elizabeth.
Chapter 17
________________________
"Jack Sparrow," A tall dark woman smiled broadly and stood to welcome Jack as he passed through her doorway.
"Tia Dalma." He crooned and spread his arms wide. "It's been too long."
"It has, Jack Sparrow, it has."
Her house sat just over the water and vines weaved and fell from the walls. Everywhere the two men looked around her home, there were things hanging. Strange things, scary things, pretty things. Will looked around with his mouth wide while Jack greeted Tia.
He was shocked when she was suddenly beside him, she moved her head one way then another. She seemed to be taking in everything about him. She smelt the air around him and smiled.
"You… William Turner have the smell of destiny about you." she circled him and her grin widened. "She's waiting for you William Turner."
"D…do I know you?" he stuttered, part of him wanting to back away and another part wanting to get a whole lot closer.
"You want to know me?" she cooed in his ear and flicked out her tongue to caress his lobe.
Jack cleared his throat loudly, "Arr could we move this along a little…please?"
Tia turned to the pirate, her moves catlike, coy and quick, "Jack, don't you worry he not going to kill her…yet" she smiled and tipped her head back, "He like this one."
Jack gripped her arms to hold her still, "So she's alive? And alright?"
"She be fine Jack, more then fine, as long as she believe his pretty, pretty lies she be happy and safe. Elizabeth Swan is liking his lies." her smile grew. "Achilleee plan to enjoy her body a great deal"
"No!" the two men yelled together before Jack spoke, "Tia we have to find her before then."
"Ooooh Jack Sparrow's in luuve, with one woman, not like Annabella. Though they have their similarities, Don't they Jack." Suddenly her eyes went wide, terrified. She gasped loudly and the two men had to catch her as her knees buckled. Her yes never left Jack, but physically she seemed to draw away.
"What is it woman?" he hissed, as they placed her into her chair.
"You, Jack Sparrow. Leave her be, she will one day realise who he is and he will kill her. But he will make it quick. You will not."
Jack jumped to his feet, "What! Never, I would never hurt her."
"Elizabeth Swan will return with you, but she will have something with her. Something for you, but she will not know it. And when you see it she will not know it, but when you kill her … she know."
"That's enough Tia! No more of this. Are you going to help us or not?"
She suddenly turned again to William and her smile was just as strong, "William, she waits for you William. She screams from his arms." she tipped arched her neck and made a deep cry of carnal pleasure, "Ooooh the pleasure she's known, but it is you her heart screams for."
Jack and William looked at one another, both trying to convey to the other just how insane the situation was.
"Tia?" Jack held out his hand and she took it. She smiled up at him and her eyes were loving again, "It worked Jack Sparrow, now come I will guide your ship to her waters."
She picked up her back of divination items and chose three at random. She placed them in a line on her dirty table and grinned.
*****
Back on the Pearl Jack stood gripping the wheel while William leaned nearby.
"What do you think she meant by "She’s waiting for me"? Who do you think?"
"No idea mate, ask me the woman's crazy as a marooned leopard, and even more dangerous if she wanted to be. Let's just find Elizabeth, All that cryptic chatter makes my head hurt."
"Ah," William said, "So we won't be mentioning…?"
"No we won't be mentioning that mate…Savvy?"
Will held up his hands in surrender. "Well…I guess you'd better tell me what happened with Annabella."
Jack took a deep breath and for a moment looked as though he was going to refuse. He rolled his eyes and started to talk, his voice low and intensely serious.
*
The boy watched the night pass from his bedroom window and he did every night, waiting for his sweet Annabella to return to him. Until one bight there she was. Walking quickly past his window and into the woods. But she didn't stop for him.
Even so, Francis saw this as his chance to win her back, to talk to her and convince her that it was he who loved her and he, she should marry. Her climbed out his window and followed her into the woods to their secret place.
"Annabella," he same close behind her and placed his hands on her hips, "I knew you'd return to me." he turned her in his arms and kissed her. But after a moment he realized that she wasn't responding as she usually did. "Annabella? What's the matter?"
"What are you doing here? You have to leave now!" she started pushing him back the way he had come.
"No! not till you talk to me." he yelled and grabbed her arms tightly, "I love you Annabella, marry me, be with me." he fell to his knees before her and wrapped his arms around her waist.
She pulled back and laughed loudly, almost shrilly, "Marry you? Not in a million years. You're just a boy."
"But…but we made love, right here," he grabbed onto her again as though the extra weight would alter her perception, "I gave yourself to me and…said things…Did it all mean nothing?"
She pulled away roughly, "What have you to offer a woman like me, boy?" She took another step back, "I need things, pretty things, expensive things. I want a big house and servants, lots and lots of servants." her smile seemed far away. "Alain can give me those things…and more." she smirked and turned away.
The boy thought he may die then and there. She loved him he knew she did…didn't he/ He'd been so sure before, but now. "But, what about me? I love you Annabella."
"Well I don't love you Francis, you were fun to lay with. Didn't we have fun together?" she asked and smiled when he nodded, "There you go, but now it's time for me to move on with a real life husband."
She didn't know what she was saying, she was lying, she had to be. Francis' head raged and threw insult and excuse both making sense through his head. Filling his mind and soul with raw anger and hatred that he had never felt.
"You're lying!" he yelled and lunged at her, pushing her to the ground. His mouth plunged over hers and he kissed her brutally, taking all he could from her perfect lips. She moaned her desire and he knew that he had won.
It was quick, he thrust himself within her over and over till he felt her shudder and allowed himself to follow. As they lay in the aftermath together. He smiled up at her.
"See, told you" he chuckled and lay breathing hard on his back.
"Told me what?" she said as she stood and adjusted her dress.
The boy smiled, "You do love me, and now we'll…"
Annabella's sudden laughter cut him to the core. "What!? Oh Francis you are funny.; she laughed and pulled him to his feet. "Now go back home, if you ask nicely mommy might even tuck you into bed" she laughed again and turned away.
Francis looked down, "you never intended for us to be anything bit this, did you."
"I've told you before, you have nothing to offer me." she laughed again. Looked straight at him and laughed.
Her laughter danced around his head, teasing, mocking, and occasionally damaging. Something snapped inside him and he began to growl. Like an animal, a dog, a beast. His beast was angry and hungry.
*
Jack took a deep breath, "If Achille hadn't come along when he had, I think I might have killed her."
"So Achille saved her from you?" Will stepped forward, his face showing his surprise.
"Yeah mate, he saved her from me." Jack looked down. "I was new to the whole thing and didn't know how to control my temper then, and she was a surprisingly mean woman." he chuckled.
Will nodded, "You're not wrong, you're confessing your undying love and she laughs in your face." Will laid a hand on the wheel, "That's awful. I mean, Elizabeth didn't exactly swoon when I proposed to her, but she was at least respectful and considerate of my feelings."
Jack slapped Will firmly on the shoulder and grinned, "No Elizabeth is very different."
*
Francis watched his breath still in his throat as Achille came upon his beautiful Annabella. Part of him wanted to lunge out and fight the other man to the death, rip his throat out with his teeth and feast on his tender weeping flesh till he felt satisfied. He had to grip onto the tree to stop himself. As much as he knew that he wanted to kill the other man, he also knew that he would not stop to spare Annabella.