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Sea Change	By : Nemain Category: Pirates of the Caribbean (All) > General Views: 4238 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Sea Change
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Sea Change Chapter Five (NC-17)
Disclaimers Apply

A/N *GLOMP* Foxy is a wondermous beta of many ficdoms, lol. And
thanks, y�all, for reading and reviewing! I�m finally back
in the country and can now post at will, lol.

�What�s he
doing?�
�Pacing��
�Why?�
�Don�t ask
why! He�s Captain Jack Sparrow!�
Jack
paused, mid-stride, and smirked in the dark.
The young pirates were in awe of his legend, obviously thinking him to
be deep in planning for some pirate activity or maybe even brooding, as all
good pirates were known to do. He did
not turn to face the two men but instead leaned against the railing. �You�re
shirking,� he said just loud enough to be heard over the waves slapping against
the side of the ship. �What�re yer duties?� The
sound of their scurrying footsteps was enough to make him smirk.
�That wasn�t
very nice, Jack,� Anna Maria intoned from the shadows. She stepped out onto the
deck from the narrow alcove near the hatch leading below. �They probably wet themselves.�
�Then they
can swab the decks,� he opined, turning to face her, spreading his arms along
the railing and leaning back, at ease on The
Sea Witch and with the company. �Up
late, love?�
�Or early,�
she shrugged. She was hatless, an
unusual sight, and only in her trews and a loose
shirt of fine lawn, liberated from some overstuffed Brit�s trunk. �You never did tell me�to what do we owe the
honor of this visit?�
Jack was
always a bit surprised when he heard Anna Maria�s voice when she was not
shouting at her crew or intimidating port locals. It was almost lyrical, a faint tinge of
island Creole and East London mixed with a whisper of a
long forgotten shyness, the ghost of a girl long abandoned to the pirate before
him. �Do I need a reason?� he asked,
smiling and winking at her. He shifted
and stood up straight, his hands coming to rest behind his back. �A man likes to see his friends��
�A man like
you likes to be where the trouble is,� she replied tartly. �Tell the truth, Jack��
He sighed
and glanced heavenward and licked his lips to buy some time. Finally, he said, �It�s like this, Anna Maria��
�Captain!� The shouts
erupted from below deck. �Captain, come quick!�
The two
captains exchanged long suffering looks.
Anna Maria strode to the hatch and kicked it open. �SHUT UP!� she barked. �Get to yer bunks
or ye�ve all got tarring duty!�
�Captain!�
one of the men, a craggy man who could have been anywhere from thirty to
eighty, emerged, obviously shaking, his breath coming in short gasps. �Tory is dead!�
�What?� she
snapped, recoiling slightly.
�Tory?�
Jack asked mildly, moving to stand by her side.
�He�s�he
was my first mate,� she said, pushing the stunned man side and dropping through
the hatch unceremoniously.
Jack
followed more carefully, his mind churning ahead. _Probably a fight gone bad,
_ he reasoned. _Two men, tensions
are high� a misunderstanding resolved
with a blade� _ Below decks, precious
oil was being burned in lamps as men gathered around the far end of the
sleeping quarters, a long row of hammocks and hay-stuffed mattresses, the smell
of human sweat and filth strong to the point of being sickening even by pirate
standards. A man lay, his stomach
cleaved open, on the floor against the wall of the quarters, the very faint
trickle of sea water leaking through worn pitch and oakum mixing with the still-wet
blood pooling from the man�s wounds.
Jack knelt next to the corpse and pressed his fingers to the dead
throat. �Warm,� he said softly. �Who did this?�
Anna Maria
turned a slow circle, eyeing the gathered men.
�I�ll keel haul you,� she hissed.
�Who did this ON MY SHIP?� she roared.
�WHO DISRESPECTED ME AND MINE?�
Silence
filled the space, uncomfortable and thick.
Most of the men looked startled or sick or both. They had seen death before, several had
killed before but seeing one of their own coldly murdered, his body splayed
like a star, hands and feet pointing in odd directions the bones broken� �This could not have been silent,� Jack said
loudly, drawing all eyes to him. �A man
does not willingly allow himself to be slit from stem to stern, his bones
cracked, without making a sound��
A scuffle
near the door drew their attention there.
Two large Jamaican sailors, twins by the looks of them, were dragging a
canvas bag between them, the contents of the sack struggling. One of them held a long silver blade in his
hand, the hilt all but hidden in his massive palm. �Cap�n,� the one
holding the knife grumbled, �we found her.�
�Her?� Jack
felt sick. He knew what was coming
before the other twin even opened his mouth.
The knife was still bloody, the liquid congealing in the groove of the
blade and the ornamentation of the hilt as he took it from the large man. Anna Maria was seething, silent. The twins upended the bag and Myrtle fell to
the floor, wearing only a thin shift, spotted with blood, her hair in knots and
face bruised. �Myrtle��
�Jack!� she
screamed, panicking. �I didn�t do
anything! I swear! Help me!� She scrambled to her feet and tried to rush
to him, but Anna Maria was faster. The
female captain lunged, knocking Myrtle to the ground, her hands moving around
her throat. Myrtle struggled, her breath
instantly cut off under the captain�s strong grip.
�ANNA
MARIA!� Jack shouted, grabbing his friend and pulling her back, struggling
himself as he tried to break her grip. Myrtle gasped for air as he pulled the other
captain to her feet. �Don�t! You know she couldn�t have done this!�
�She could
and did!� one of the twins snarled. �She
told him today she�d kill him herself if he ever touched her again and here
Tory lays�dead!�
Myrtle
shook her head. �I said I�d kill him if
he touched me but I didn�t mean literally! It�s just one of those things you
say� Jack, please!� she turned pleading eyes to him. She was shaking, obviously terrified.
�Get the
chains,� Anna Maria breathed. �Bring her
to the deck.�
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