Once More, Again And Maybe
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Category:
Pirates of the Caribbean (All) › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
1,579
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Once More, Again And Maybe
Once More, Again and Maybe
Kill the lame title. Someone. Quickly! This is a teaser, but the real story isn't even about Jolly Bill. ^_^;;
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The unsteady plank trembled when he put his boot down, and the jeering of his former crew were no help. A sword pricked him teasingly in the back, coaxing him to plunge into the crystalline waters below.
"I still think you people are all going to Hell," Jack stated matter-of-factly.
"Well, better Hell as a rich man than one with nothing to his sorry name. Jack, my lad, don't blame me for your ill fortune. The code preaches democracy, and the crew voted for me."
Barbossa threck hck his head, a great laugh rattling from his chest. Jack rolled his eyes.
"Nice to know that we're all capitalists."
A couple of the crew were shoved aside roughly, and the enraged face of Bill came to the fore.
"Come now, there's no need to abandon Jack. The code doesn't say to murder the former captains."
Bill's face was flushed and he wasathiathing deeply the salted air, the very vision of burnished youth. The fellows he had pushed over were back on their feet, and were holding on to his arms. Jack gave him the cutthroat look, attempting to silence him.
"Aye, " Barbossa concurred, "But this is something I'd like to call 'insurance'. But I forget, you'll be mighty sad to see Jack go, won't you, Bill?"
Bill stopped struggling against the sea-roughened hands to block out the bawdy laughter from the rest. Barbossa stepped up to Jack and clenched the front of his shirt in his fist, "Take a good look, it'll be the last you'll see of pretty old Bootstrap."
With his free hand, he cocked his pearl-handled pistol at Bill, his intention only too clear. Thinking quickly, Jack wrested himself from the repulsive grasp and splashed into the warm water below. As he broke surface, he could hear high above him the lewd calls from the men. A horrible tingle of bloodlust surged in his veins, caused by the vision of Barbossa claiming Bill's lips for his own. The younger man tore away, screaming his name.
Sickened by the idea that he had played right into Barbossa's ploy, Jack struck out for the sandy shore, clutching the single shot he had in his right hand.
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End teaser. Hehe. heheheheh...
Kill the lame title. Someone. Quickly! This is a teaser, but the real story isn't even about Jolly Bill. ^_^;;
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The unsteady plank trembled when he put his boot down, and the jeering of his former crew were no help. A sword pricked him teasingly in the back, coaxing him to plunge into the crystalline waters below.
"I still think you people are all going to Hell," Jack stated matter-of-factly.
"Well, better Hell as a rich man than one with nothing to his sorry name. Jack, my lad, don't blame me for your ill fortune. The code preaches democracy, and the crew voted for me."
Barbossa threck hck his head, a great laugh rattling from his chest. Jack rolled his eyes.
"Nice to know that we're all capitalists."
A couple of the crew were shoved aside roughly, and the enraged face of Bill came to the fore.
"Come now, there's no need to abandon Jack. The code doesn't say to murder the former captains."
Bill's face was flushed and he wasathiathing deeply the salted air, the very vision of burnished youth. The fellows he had pushed over were back on their feet, and were holding on to his arms. Jack gave him the cutthroat look, attempting to silence him.
"Aye, " Barbossa concurred, "But this is something I'd like to call 'insurance'. But I forget, you'll be mighty sad to see Jack go, won't you, Bill?"
Bill stopped struggling against the sea-roughened hands to block out the bawdy laughter from the rest. Barbossa stepped up to Jack and clenched the front of his shirt in his fist, "Take a good look, it'll be the last you'll see of pretty old Bootstrap."
With his free hand, he cocked his pearl-handled pistol at Bill, his intention only too clear. Thinking quickly, Jack wrested himself from the repulsive grasp and splashed into the warm water below. As he broke surface, he could hear high above him the lewd calls from the men. A horrible tingle of bloodlust surged in his veins, caused by the vision of Barbossa claiming Bill's lips for his own. The younger man tore away, screaming his name.
Sickened by the idea that he had played right into Barbossa's ploy, Jack struck out for the sandy shore, clutching the single shot he had in his right hand.
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End teaser. Hehe. heheheheh...