Twisted Views
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Category:
Pirates of the Caribbean (All) › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
25
Views:
1,828
Reviews:
26
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.
Twisted Views
Author: Pilgrim
Title: What Would You Do?
Rating: NC-17 by the end possibly sooner depends on how the story progresses
Summary: Alright, this is Part 4 of the unnamed series (that’s not it’s name I just haven’t got a clue what to call it!) Jack and Oria are re-united and alone to finally settle the tricky business of Sara. Yet they find this to be only the beginning of their problems. Can love truly conquer all or will it fade and die like a rose?
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the PotC characters or movies (unfortunately); anything you recognize isn’t mine (god damn them to hell!) Before anyone asks yes, Oria is mine, who else could have thought up such a creature?
Feedback: Please! First time fan fiction writer and desperate for tips, tricks, advice, stuff me full of info please! I want to improve and take over the world with my genius mwhahaha! Lol, only kidding but feedback would be fantastic, send it to raukarwen_deomene@yahoo.com! VERY FRIENDLY PERSON WILL NOT KILL ANYONE FOR BEING POSITVE OR NEGATIVE! JUST TELL ME!
WARNINGS: This could include anything! I mean anything, there’ll probably be some sex, make that there god damn will be if I can get the courage up to write it! Probably a considerable amount of violence, cussing, possibly some angst, depends on where my little plot bunnies lead me basically. Oh they’re so cute… OOWWW they bit me, that’s it I’m infected let’s get on with the story before they torture me more!!!
Notes: So far unread, so really need feedback on it.
Prologue
Night was falling swiftly, claiming the sun under its black vigilance. Jack adjusted his grip on the wheel for the tenth time that day. He had wanted to get a good day ahead of the Navy after their rather adventurous escape, but that had only been his cover story. Truly he had been pondering over Oria. He couldn’t get her out of his head, every time a pleasant memory rose glittering to the surface he saw Sara’s face. It reminded him of the treachery that had never been meant to be committed but had.
It wasn’t anything drastic really when he thought about it from an abstract view point and the intention for good had been there. That didn’t make it right though and he now found himself questioning everything he knew about the girl. Every time he came up with a con that part of his mind that was obsessed came up with one thousand and one reasons for. The one that shouted loudest was his confession to Bootstrap all those years ago before all these problems had started.
Did he still feel like that… he pondered the question for a few seconds but his heart already knew the answer. He would die for her still, he jumped as a hand rested on his shoulder lightly and he glanced back at Oria, she smiled faintly.
“You should rest, I can take over for the night if you wish.” Jack shouted for Gibbs who appeared promptly and took the wheel without question as Jack stepped away. He motioned for Oria to follow him and didn’t pause to see if she would as he stalked confidently into his cabin. He sank into his chair and watched as Oria locked the door behind her and stood waiting patiently.
“We need to talk.” She nodded and dragged another chair over as he watched her silently his thoughts deep, “Firstly what are we going to do about Sara?” Oria looked away slightly at the mention of the name.
“That’s your call not mine.” Jack nodded and pitched his fingers thoughtfully.
“All right. How would you feel at having her aboard permanently?” Oria met his gaze with a faint smile.
“You mean you’ll trust me with her again?” Jack nodded slowly.
“You kept her alive when you could have and would have been within your rights to abandon her. She wasn’t yours and no matter what you say I know you would never have truly endangered her if it had been within you power to prevent it.” Jack watched her reaction carefully and nodded when he found it within acceptable parameters.
“As much as it would be enjoyable to have her aboard, a ship is not a place for a young girl.” Oria whispered, Jack’s grin merely widened, that was a good development he had been slightly worried that Oria would insist on going back for her immediately.
”Precisely, so what I suggest we do is we go to the Isle de Muerta, gather as much riches and sparkly things as we can. We then return to Port Royal and buy a rather nice house on the outskirts with its own harbour for me Pearl. We then spend part of our time at sea and part on land with Sara. And when we get time and said house and riches and port are within our possession we can think about giving Sara a little friend eh and truly being a little family?” Oria grinned at him and chuckled at his overly enthusiastic face.
“You’re a right one you know that don’t you?” Jack smirked and decided to way lay any further plans for discussion in favour of a much more exciting past time. He crooked his finger at her with a grin and watched as the same predatory look came into her eyes as she rose out of the seat smoothly and stepped up to him.
“I may be a right one my love but you are the property of said right one.” Oria laughed quietly as he tugged her down into his lap.
“And who says I want to be said property of said right one?” He leaned forwards to capture her lips but she kept herself just out of distance and trailed a finger along his jaw, “I’m still waiting for an answer Mr Sparrow.”
“Captain, Captain Sparrow love, don’t forget the Captain.” She grasped his hat and tossed it across the room onto the bed with a flourish and cocky grin.
“But Captain’s have hats Mr Sparrow.” He grasped her wrists and folded her arms about his shoulders his hand running up her right thigh teasingly.
“Then you’ll just have to take me word for it won’t you pet.” Oria leaned forwards and captured his lips in a gentle yet demanding kiss.
Title: What Would You Do?
Rating: NC-17 by the end possibly sooner depends on how the story progresses
Summary: Alright, this is Part 4 of the unnamed series (that’s not it’s name I just haven’t got a clue what to call it!) Jack and Oria are re-united and alone to finally settle the tricky business of Sara. Yet they find this to be only the beginning of their problems. Can love truly conquer all or will it fade and die like a rose?
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the PotC characters or movies (unfortunately); anything you recognize isn’t mine (god damn them to hell!) Before anyone asks yes, Oria is mine, who else could have thought up such a creature?
Feedback: Please! First time fan fiction writer and desperate for tips, tricks, advice, stuff me full of info please! I want to improve and take over the world with my genius mwhahaha! Lol, only kidding but feedback would be fantastic, send it to raukarwen_deomene@yahoo.com! VERY FRIENDLY PERSON WILL NOT KILL ANYONE FOR BEING POSITVE OR NEGATIVE! JUST TELL ME!
WARNINGS: This could include anything! I mean anything, there’ll probably be some sex, make that there god damn will be if I can get the courage up to write it! Probably a considerable amount of violence, cussing, possibly some angst, depends on where my little plot bunnies lead me basically. Oh they’re so cute… OOWWW they bit me, that’s it I’m infected let’s get on with the story before they torture me more!!!
Notes: So far unread, so really need feedback on it.
Prologue
Night was falling swiftly, claiming the sun under its black vigilance. Jack adjusted his grip on the wheel for the tenth time that day. He had wanted to get a good day ahead of the Navy after their rather adventurous escape, but that had only been his cover story. Truly he had been pondering over Oria. He couldn’t get her out of his head, every time a pleasant memory rose glittering to the surface he saw Sara’s face. It reminded him of the treachery that had never been meant to be committed but had.
It wasn’t anything drastic really when he thought about it from an abstract view point and the intention for good had been there. That didn’t make it right though and he now found himself questioning everything he knew about the girl. Every time he came up with a con that part of his mind that was obsessed came up with one thousand and one reasons for. The one that shouted loudest was his confession to Bootstrap all those years ago before all these problems had started.
Did he still feel like that… he pondered the question for a few seconds but his heart already knew the answer. He would die for her still, he jumped as a hand rested on his shoulder lightly and he glanced back at Oria, she smiled faintly.
“You should rest, I can take over for the night if you wish.” Jack shouted for Gibbs who appeared promptly and took the wheel without question as Jack stepped away. He motioned for Oria to follow him and didn’t pause to see if she would as he stalked confidently into his cabin. He sank into his chair and watched as Oria locked the door behind her and stood waiting patiently.
“We need to talk.” She nodded and dragged another chair over as he watched her silently his thoughts deep, “Firstly what are we going to do about Sara?” Oria looked away slightly at the mention of the name.
“That’s your call not mine.” Jack nodded and pitched his fingers thoughtfully.
“All right. How would you feel at having her aboard permanently?” Oria met his gaze with a faint smile.
“You mean you’ll trust me with her again?” Jack nodded slowly.
“You kept her alive when you could have and would have been within your rights to abandon her. She wasn’t yours and no matter what you say I know you would never have truly endangered her if it had been within you power to prevent it.” Jack watched her reaction carefully and nodded when he found it within acceptable parameters.
“As much as it would be enjoyable to have her aboard, a ship is not a place for a young girl.” Oria whispered, Jack’s grin merely widened, that was a good development he had been slightly worried that Oria would insist on going back for her immediately.
”Precisely, so what I suggest we do is we go to the Isle de Muerta, gather as much riches and sparkly things as we can. We then return to Port Royal and buy a rather nice house on the outskirts with its own harbour for me Pearl. We then spend part of our time at sea and part on land with Sara. And when we get time and said house and riches and port are within our possession we can think about giving Sara a little friend eh and truly being a little family?” Oria grinned at him and chuckled at his overly enthusiastic face.
“You’re a right one you know that don’t you?” Jack smirked and decided to way lay any further plans for discussion in favour of a much more exciting past time. He crooked his finger at her with a grin and watched as the same predatory look came into her eyes as she rose out of the seat smoothly and stepped up to him.
“I may be a right one my love but you are the property of said right one.” Oria laughed quietly as he tugged her down into his lap.
“And who says I want to be said property of said right one?” He leaned forwards to capture her lips but she kept herself just out of distance and trailed a finger along his jaw, “I’m still waiting for an answer Mr Sparrow.”
“Captain, Captain Sparrow love, don’t forget the Captain.” She grasped his hat and tossed it across the room onto the bed with a flourish and cocky grin.
“But Captain’s have hats Mr Sparrow.” He grasped her wrists and folded her arms about his shoulders his hand running up her right thigh teasingly.
“Then you’ll just have to take me word for it won’t you pet.” Oria leaned forwards and captured his lips in a gentle yet demanding kiss.