A Pirate's Life for Me
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Category:
Pirates of the Caribbean (All) › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
9
Views:
4,200
Reviews:
18
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.
Many Lives
A Pirate's Life for Me
A Pirate's Life for Me
PG-13 so far
Disclaimer: Flashback to a few previous chapters to understand if your memory doesn't serve you well.
Warning: No more for this story, unless it's for a certain chapter!
Note: For those of you who are anxious for more Jack/Will slash, don't worry. It'll be here soon. I'm just trying to develop (some semblance of) the plot. Also, I will be answering reviews every three chapters! So one more chapter, and I'll answer reviews.
Note 2: I'm not really sure how this chapter's going to go because I'm typing it on the computer by what impulses/ideas come to me when. So, I'm sorry it's not very good. Plus I'm listening to music, so it'll probably be better than the ones that I write when watching TV. Also, Anamaria has a big part in this fic. Especially this chapter.
*~*~*~*
The thud of a body hitting the deck reached Will's ears, and he looked up to see the cabin boy lying on the ground, apparently dead, with Anamaria standing not twenty feet away from the kid holding a gun, still smoking. Jack was just standing there, staring in shock between Anamaria and the cabin boy. Same with the rest of the people on deck. Apparently, something had happened that only Anamaria had seen, but then again, the ship was going down. It had to be Cabin Boy's fault. He was
the only one that could have done it.
Finally, Jack found his voice. "What…?" he questioned, at a loss for words.
"He was abou' t' stab ye with a dagger. There," she pointed to his hand.
He looked down, Will following him with his eyes. Sure enough, in the dead boy's hand, there was a dagger, the metal glinting harshly in the fading sunlight.
Jack quickly regained his composure, Will also standing as the ship lurched a bit. They all swayed a bit, but Jack was the only one who was used to it, always doing so himself.
"Well, the ship seems to be sinking," Jack commented lazily.
"No, really? Ye've gotta be daft t' not notice that!" Anamaria yelled at him, raising a hand to slap him, but quickly brought it down again; it wouldn't be helpful in this situation.
Will quickly stifled the impulse to burst into gales of laughter, when the urge was completely quit when the ship began to take in some water.
"Well, we just have t' kill these two and then burn this waste of wood, then be getting back t' the Pearl," Jack announced.
The rest of the crew that was on board rolled their eyes. Apparently, Jack was drunk again. Or he was just incredibly insane at the moment and felt like pointing out everything they already knew.
"'Course we won't be getting any of the oil. It truly was a waste. Hmm…" Jack shrugged before swinging himself back up to the Pearl, knowing the crew knew their orders, and popping out a bottle of rum.
*~*~*~*
Sorry that's so short. It's just that I'm really getting fed up with my Microsoft Word, because it's not letting me do all the pirate dialect because it keeps replacing the words with the full words. Like 'getting'. It can't be just getting' (see?!) And then I can't find where to change that, so I'm stuck. If someone can help me, please do so.
A Pirate's Life for Me
PG-13 so far
Disclaimer: Flashback to a few previous chapters to understand if your memory doesn't serve you well.
Warning: No more for this story, unless it's for a certain chapter!
Note: For those of you who are anxious for more Jack/Will slash, don't worry. It'll be here soon. I'm just trying to develop (some semblance of) the plot. Also, I will be answering reviews every three chapters! So one more chapter, and I'll answer reviews.
Note 2: I'm not really sure how this chapter's going to go because I'm typing it on the computer by what impulses/ideas come to me when. So, I'm sorry it's not very good. Plus I'm listening to music, so it'll probably be better than the ones that I write when watching TV. Also, Anamaria has a big part in this fic. Especially this chapter.
*~*~*~*
The thud of a body hitting the deck reached Will's ears, and he looked up to see the cabin boy lying on the ground, apparently dead, with Anamaria standing not twenty feet away from the kid holding a gun, still smoking. Jack was just standing there, staring in shock between Anamaria and the cabin boy. Same with the rest of the people on deck. Apparently, something had happened that only Anamaria had seen, but then again, the ship was going down. It had to be Cabin Boy's fault. He was
the only one that could have done it.
Finally, Jack found his voice. "What…?" he questioned, at a loss for words.
"He was abou' t' stab ye with a dagger. There," she pointed to his hand.
He looked down, Will following him with his eyes. Sure enough, in the dead boy's hand, there was a dagger, the metal glinting harshly in the fading sunlight.
Jack quickly regained his composure, Will also standing as the ship lurched a bit. They all swayed a bit, but Jack was the only one who was used to it, always doing so himself.
"Well, the ship seems to be sinking," Jack commented lazily.
"No, really? Ye've gotta be daft t' not notice that!" Anamaria yelled at him, raising a hand to slap him, but quickly brought it down again; it wouldn't be helpful in this situation.
Will quickly stifled the impulse to burst into gales of laughter, when the urge was completely quit when the ship began to take in some water.
"Well, we just have t' kill these two and then burn this waste of wood, then be getting back t' the Pearl," Jack announced.
The rest of the crew that was on board rolled their eyes. Apparently, Jack was drunk again. Or he was just incredibly insane at the moment and felt like pointing out everything they already knew.
"'Course we won't be getting any of the oil. It truly was a waste. Hmm…" Jack shrugged before swinging himself back up to the Pearl, knowing the crew knew their orders, and popping out a bottle of rum.
*~*~*~*
Sorry that's so short. It's just that I'm really getting fed up with my Microsoft Word, because it's not letting me do all the pirate dialect because it keeps replacing the words with the full words. Like 'getting'. It can't be just getting' (see?!) And then I can't find where to change that, so I'm stuck. If someone can help me, please do so.