Ride the Wind.... & the Waves
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Pirates of the Caribbean (All) › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
3,974
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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.
Ride the Wind.... & the Waves
Ride the Wind…& the Waves
By: Li’l C.C.
Rating: PG-13 [Possibly R later on]
Disclaimer: I do NOT own PotC
Summary: You are 18 & just graduating high school when you get sucked back through time while doing a Power Point over Pirates, the only thing you have with you is a book your mother had bought you a few years ago. What will you do with what you know? How will you survive? Will you change history? Read on to find out.
Chapter 1: Pirates
You are 18 & a senior in high school. Your speech teacher, Mr. Gowers, was making everybody do a presentation about something in the past. He picked the topic & most got stuff like British Royalty & Conquistadors, but you got pirates.
Your mother had found an old book in an antique store that was a pirate journal. The pirates name was unknown but the book was full of maps to treasures only recently found, or not found at all, & considered extremely valuable. In the back of the book was an incantation that you had never tried but had been tempted to. Best of all it had a map to Isla de Murta. It was May 6th when you found out the pirates name, it was on the bottom of the last page. He was John Maliky & he was hung on the gallows of Port Royal.
It was late that night when you decided to try the incantation, surrounded by a mass of white candles, you read it aloud before falling asleep on your bed with nothing but pajama pants & a sports bra on.
~*~
You awoke to the sun beating down on your face & the steady rocking motion of what seemed to be a ship. “Ye alright?” a young, dark skinned woman asked.
“Yea, where am I?” you asked as she helped you into a sitting position.
“Get the girl something to cover herself with!” a portly older man ordered. You watched as what you guessed to be the captain remove his shirt & hand it to you. You put it on & watched quietly as everyone turned around & went back to work. “I’m Mr. Gibbs, this is AnaMaria, & he is Captain Jack Sparrow.” He said pointing to each person as he said their name. “We rescued you from drowning.”
“Where am I?” you asked again.
“The Caribbean, luv.” The man introduced as Jack said, “Who are you & where did you come from?”
“I’m (your full name) & I’m from a Los Angeles, California… The United States of America.”
“Tha' be why she has a different accent, she’s from the Americas.” Ana said looking at Gibbs.
“Come on, let’s get you out of the sun.” Jack said offering his hand to you. “Gibbs, can ye get the lass some breakfast, she’ll be in me cabin.” He said scurrying away, Ana gave him a warning glance as he lead you away. Jack lead you bellow deck to a beautiful set of cherry wood doors. Jack reached down & opened the door to reveal a huge bedroom.
“It’s beautiful!” you exclaimed.
“Glad you like it.” he said as he dug around in the smaller room off to the right side of the room. He came out holding a towel in his outstretched hand “Here, use this to dry off with while I get you some clean cloths.”
“Thanks.” You said taking the towel as he went to a chest.
“Do ye mind wearin a dress till we get on land?”
“No.” you said as you finished drying off. There was a light knock on the door as you went into the bathroom to change cloths.
“Cap’n, I’ve got (you)’s breakfast.” Gibbs said coming in & setting it down on the desk.
“Thank ye, Gibbs, take over fer me fer a while.” Jack said goin to the bathroom door to look at your back. “Those are some nasty cuts you got there.” He said motioning to the gashes you had been examining. “Mind if I have a look?” he asked.
“No, by all means, you can prolly tend ‘em better than I can.” You said climbing onto the bed & sitting down with your back to him.
“This may hurt.” He warned. You could hear him putting something on the cloth he held in his hand. Gently he dabbed the cloth to your cuts causing a stinging sensation.
“What is that?” you asked when he finished.
“Rum, it helps fight off any infections ye may get.” Jack said. You got up & went back into the bathroom, or privy as Jack called it, to finish getting dressed. You came out moments later wearing the white sleeveless dress Jack had given you. “Eat up.” He said motioning to the platter that sat on the desk top.
“Looks delicious.” You said sitting down & picking up a fork.
“I assure ye it is.” He said answering another knock at the door.
“Cap’n, she left this up on deck. It was with her when Ana pulled her out.” A young boy about your age said handing Jack your leather AC/DC bag.
“Thanks, Conner.” Jack said closing the door as the boy left. “This must be yers.” He stated setting it at your feet.
“It is, hopefully nothing’s ruined.” You stated as you took another bite of biscuits & gravy.
“Want something to drink?”
“That would be nice.”
“I like ye, Sparky, ye gotta attitude & yer not afraid ta use it.” he said sitting a bottle of rum down in front of you.
“What is this?” you said smelling the contents of the bottle.
“Rum, luv, sweet nectar of the Caribbean.”
“Oh,” you said taking a sip, “tastes pretty good.” Jack smirked at this, how well was he actually gonna like you?
“Know any good drinking games?” he asked coming up with an idea.
By: Li’l C.C.
Rating: PG-13 [Possibly R later on]
Disclaimer: I do NOT own PotC
Summary: You are 18 & just graduating high school when you get sucked back through time while doing a Power Point over Pirates, the only thing you have with you is a book your mother had bought you a few years ago. What will you do with what you know? How will you survive? Will you change history? Read on to find out.
Chapter 1: Pirates
You are 18 & a senior in high school. Your speech teacher, Mr. Gowers, was making everybody do a presentation about something in the past. He picked the topic & most got stuff like British Royalty & Conquistadors, but you got pirates.
Your mother had found an old book in an antique store that was a pirate journal. The pirates name was unknown but the book was full of maps to treasures only recently found, or not found at all, & considered extremely valuable. In the back of the book was an incantation that you had never tried but had been tempted to. Best of all it had a map to Isla de Murta. It was May 6th when you found out the pirates name, it was on the bottom of the last page. He was John Maliky & he was hung on the gallows of Port Royal.
It was late that night when you decided to try the incantation, surrounded by a mass of white candles, you read it aloud before falling asleep on your bed with nothing but pajama pants & a sports bra on.
~*~
You awoke to the sun beating down on your face & the steady rocking motion of what seemed to be a ship. “Ye alright?” a young, dark skinned woman asked.
“Yea, where am I?” you asked as she helped you into a sitting position.
“Get the girl something to cover herself with!” a portly older man ordered. You watched as what you guessed to be the captain remove his shirt & hand it to you. You put it on & watched quietly as everyone turned around & went back to work. “I’m Mr. Gibbs, this is AnaMaria, & he is Captain Jack Sparrow.” He said pointing to each person as he said their name. “We rescued you from drowning.”
“Where am I?” you asked again.
“The Caribbean, luv.” The man introduced as Jack said, “Who are you & where did you come from?”
“I’m (your full name) & I’m from a Los Angeles, California… The United States of America.”
“Tha' be why she has a different accent, she’s from the Americas.” Ana said looking at Gibbs.
“Come on, let’s get you out of the sun.” Jack said offering his hand to you. “Gibbs, can ye get the lass some breakfast, she’ll be in me cabin.” He said scurrying away, Ana gave him a warning glance as he lead you away. Jack lead you bellow deck to a beautiful set of cherry wood doors. Jack reached down & opened the door to reveal a huge bedroom.
“It’s beautiful!” you exclaimed.
“Glad you like it.” he said as he dug around in the smaller room off to the right side of the room. He came out holding a towel in his outstretched hand “Here, use this to dry off with while I get you some clean cloths.”
“Thanks.” You said taking the towel as he went to a chest.
“Do ye mind wearin a dress till we get on land?”
“No.” you said as you finished drying off. There was a light knock on the door as you went into the bathroom to change cloths.
“Cap’n, I’ve got (you)’s breakfast.” Gibbs said coming in & setting it down on the desk.
“Thank ye, Gibbs, take over fer me fer a while.” Jack said goin to the bathroom door to look at your back. “Those are some nasty cuts you got there.” He said motioning to the gashes you had been examining. “Mind if I have a look?” he asked.
“No, by all means, you can prolly tend ‘em better than I can.” You said climbing onto the bed & sitting down with your back to him.
“This may hurt.” He warned. You could hear him putting something on the cloth he held in his hand. Gently he dabbed the cloth to your cuts causing a stinging sensation.
“What is that?” you asked when he finished.
“Rum, it helps fight off any infections ye may get.” Jack said. You got up & went back into the bathroom, or privy as Jack called it, to finish getting dressed. You came out moments later wearing the white sleeveless dress Jack had given you. “Eat up.” He said motioning to the platter that sat on the desk top.
“Looks delicious.” You said sitting down & picking up a fork.
“I assure ye it is.” He said answering another knock at the door.
“Cap’n, she left this up on deck. It was with her when Ana pulled her out.” A young boy about your age said handing Jack your leather AC/DC bag.
“Thanks, Conner.” Jack said closing the door as the boy left. “This must be yers.” He stated setting it at your feet.
“It is, hopefully nothing’s ruined.” You stated as you took another bite of biscuits & gravy.
“Want something to drink?”
“That would be nice.”
“I like ye, Sparky, ye gotta attitude & yer not afraid ta use it.” he said sitting a bottle of rum down in front of you.
“What is this?” you said smelling the contents of the bottle.
“Rum, luv, sweet nectar of the Caribbean.”
“Oh,” you said taking a sip, “tastes pretty good.” Jack smirked at this, how well was he actually gonna like you?
“Know any good drinking games?” he asked coming up with an idea.