Hi all, I hope you like my new story, don't worry I'm still working on the
other also.
Before I start, let me remind you I don't own any of the characters, settings, and so on in Pirates of the Caribbean, except for the ones I make up...sooner or later. I am not getting paid for this either, it is pure pleasure.
Enjoy
All But Dark and Light Souls Will Change
The Two Rings
Jack's eyes gleamed as he looked over the treasure piled from corner to corner. His head turned from the sparkling diamonds to the iridescent pearls and back again. Finding the Forgotten Island was worth all the trouble that the crew of the Black Pearl had gone through. At least they seemed to be enjoying the reward that came of it.
Four weeks ago when they'd set off from Tortuga on a tip to where the Forgotten Island was, Jack had known it wasn't going to be an easy trip. How could anyone suspect it was going to be easy if the Island moved almost everyday! However, the crew of the Pearl didn't know that, and Jack, well, he hadn't told them.
So as the days at sea had lagged by, Jack tried to keep everyone in good spirits by telling them of the huge mountains of treasure they would find. It hadn't worked as well as he had liked, but it kept them from mutiny. Then, only last night Anamaria, being in the crow's nest, had spotted the Forgotten Island, and things went smoothly from there.
Now the crew was celebrating amongst the treasure, dressed like kings. Jack himself, had a cape of scarlet velvet tied under his chin. He was in the sitting in the middle of all the commotion, when he noticed a certain face missing. He glanced behind him and spied another cave he had yet to explore, and was slinking off towards the opening when his way was blocked by a very drunk Gibbs.
"Wherr ye goin' Cap'n?" Gibbs slurred together.
Not wanting to make known where he was off to, in case there happened to be a wonderful treasure for himself alone, Jack came up with a quick lie. "I'm goin' to uhhh... find us some more rum, mate!" Jack knew Gibbs would be satisfied by that answer.
"Oh welllll, jolla goo', then!" Gibbs stumbled off in the direction of the sparkliest diamonds.
Jack grinned as he squeezed into the tight opening of the crack that he had seen. As he walked through the narrow space, the cheers and drunken slurs from behind faded out. After a minute of hunching his way through, he came to a well-lit cavern. In the center, holding a flaming torch, Anamaria hunkered down over a large chest staring at it intently.
"Whatcha doin' luv?" Jack asked suddenly.
Anamaria jumped, but covered it well as she turned to him, only a little flustered by the sudden intrusion. "Nothin!" She stammered quickly.
"What ya lookin' at then?" Jack sauntered over to the dark, gold encrusted chest. As he peered over the edge his own breath caught at the sight. Totally empty was the chest aside from two beautifully etched rings, hardly visible in the gigantic chest. Jack reached in and pulled out one of the rings, and at the same time Anamaria pulled out the other one. They glanced at each other and then back down at the rings that had captured their attentions.
"Give it to me, Jack! I saw it firs'!" Anamaria argued as she tried to grab the second ring from Jack. He pulled his hand back quickly, and smirked as an idea popped into his head.
"There's two, luv. Ye can have tha' one, and I'll take this 'ere one." Jack suggested. Anamaria looked at him suspiciously, but then reluctantly realized that she couldn't win the ring back no matter how hard she tried.
"Agreed are we, Ana?" Jack questioned.
"...Agreed." She sighed and shook his out stretched hand.
"I knew ya would see it my way. Alright, luv lets get out of 'ere." Jack gestured to the way out as he pocketed his new treasure. "I'm sure tha' the crew will need our help wit all the gold we 'ave to carry." Anamaria snorted very unladylike, and pushed past Jack's arm, shoving her own ring into her breeches.
((((()))))
Soon everyone was safe on the Pearl, and all the gold that could be carried was there also. The crew had long since retired, to their bunks, most sleeping off their terrible drunkenness.
Anamaria had grumpily volunteered for dog watch that night, seeing that no one else seemed to be able to think clearly. As she sat hidden away in the crow's nest she remembered the brilliantly engraved ring. She pulled it from her pocket and stared at it using the moon as her light. Three stars, with a large gleaming white pearl in the center one, decorated the ring. Anamaria was about to slip it on her finger when she noticed eight tiny words engraved into the inside.
'All but dark and light souls will change'
Anamaria chuckled softly at the confusing words. Ignoring them, she slipped the ring onto her middle finger and laid her head softly against the wood. She stared up at the cloudy night sky and listened to the waves lap against the sides of the ship.
((((((()))))))
At the same time, Jack's legs were crossed on top of his desk as he leaned back in the comfortable chair. He too was looking at his newest, and probably most suiting treasure. For when he had reached in the chest earlier that night his hand had instantly gone to the ring that had a black pearl in it. The same design as Anamaria's, but the pearl inside was not a clean white, but a glossy black that would go perfect with the Captain of the Black Pearl. Jack tilted the ring to see the engraving that wrapped around the inside of the ring.
'All but dark and light souls will change'
Jack frowned as he thought over the words in his head. Still pondering and thoughtful, he slipped the ring onto his finger. "A perfect fit," he murmured aloud. Jack grinned to himself and closed his eyes, leaned his head back, and fell asleep.
(((((())))))
The next morning when Jack woke, he could sense a bright light behind his closed eyes shining directly down on him. "Will someone get tha' bloody light out o' me eyes?" He yelled grumpily.
When he opened his eyes, he realized that the bright bothersome light seemed to be none other than the sun itself. "What the 'ell am I doin' out 'ere?" He asked aloud.
As Jack raked a hand through his hair, he didn't feel a single bead. He grabbed a handful of his dark locks and pulled it in front of his face, no beads or braids were visible. Jack stared at it confused. Uncurling himself from his uncomfortable sitting position, he saw something no man could even dream of having.
Jack's eyes grew large as his hand went to his shirt, and he wondered. "Is tha' cleavage?"
Thanks for reading, hoped you like it, please review! Thanks again!
-Rachel
Before I start, let me remind you I don't own any of the characters, settings, and so on in Pirates of the Caribbean, except for the ones I make up...sooner or later. I am not getting paid for this either, it is pure pleasure.
Enjoy
All But Dark and Light Souls Will Change
The Two Rings
Jack's eyes gleamed as he looked over the treasure piled from corner to corner. His head turned from the sparkling diamonds to the iridescent pearls and back again. Finding the Forgotten Island was worth all the trouble that the crew of the Black Pearl had gone through. At least they seemed to be enjoying the reward that came of it.
Four weeks ago when they'd set off from Tortuga on a tip to where the Forgotten Island was, Jack had known it wasn't going to be an easy trip. How could anyone suspect it was going to be easy if the Island moved almost everyday! However, the crew of the Pearl didn't know that, and Jack, well, he hadn't told them.
So as the days at sea had lagged by, Jack tried to keep everyone in good spirits by telling them of the huge mountains of treasure they would find. It hadn't worked as well as he had liked, but it kept them from mutiny. Then, only last night Anamaria, being in the crow's nest, had spotted the Forgotten Island, and things went smoothly from there.
Now the crew was celebrating amongst the treasure, dressed like kings. Jack himself, had a cape of scarlet velvet tied under his chin. He was in the sitting in the middle of all the commotion, when he noticed a certain face missing. He glanced behind him and spied another cave he had yet to explore, and was slinking off towards the opening when his way was blocked by a very drunk Gibbs.
"Wherr ye goin' Cap'n?" Gibbs slurred together.
Not wanting to make known where he was off to, in case there happened to be a wonderful treasure for himself alone, Jack came up with a quick lie. "I'm goin' to uhhh... find us some more rum, mate!" Jack knew Gibbs would be satisfied by that answer.
"Oh welllll, jolla goo', then!" Gibbs stumbled off in the direction of the sparkliest diamonds.
Jack grinned as he squeezed into the tight opening of the crack that he had seen. As he walked through the narrow space, the cheers and drunken slurs from behind faded out. After a minute of hunching his way through, he came to a well-lit cavern. In the center, holding a flaming torch, Anamaria hunkered down over a large chest staring at it intently.
"Whatcha doin' luv?" Jack asked suddenly.
Anamaria jumped, but covered it well as she turned to him, only a little flustered by the sudden intrusion. "Nothin!" She stammered quickly.
"What ya lookin' at then?" Jack sauntered over to the dark, gold encrusted chest. As he peered over the edge his own breath caught at the sight. Totally empty was the chest aside from two beautifully etched rings, hardly visible in the gigantic chest. Jack reached in and pulled out one of the rings, and at the same time Anamaria pulled out the other one. They glanced at each other and then back down at the rings that had captured their attentions.
"Give it to me, Jack! I saw it firs'!" Anamaria argued as she tried to grab the second ring from Jack. He pulled his hand back quickly, and smirked as an idea popped into his head.
"There's two, luv. Ye can have tha' one, and I'll take this 'ere one." Jack suggested. Anamaria looked at him suspiciously, but then reluctantly realized that she couldn't win the ring back no matter how hard she tried.
"Agreed are we, Ana?" Jack questioned.
"...Agreed." She sighed and shook his out stretched hand.
"I knew ya would see it my way. Alright, luv lets get out of 'ere." Jack gestured to the way out as he pocketed his new treasure. "I'm sure tha' the crew will need our help wit all the gold we 'ave to carry." Anamaria snorted very unladylike, and pushed past Jack's arm, shoving her own ring into her breeches.
((((()))))
Soon everyone was safe on the Pearl, and all the gold that could be carried was there also. The crew had long since retired, to their bunks, most sleeping off their terrible drunkenness.
Anamaria had grumpily volunteered for dog watch that night, seeing that no one else seemed to be able to think clearly. As she sat hidden away in the crow's nest she remembered the brilliantly engraved ring. She pulled it from her pocket and stared at it using the moon as her light. Three stars, with a large gleaming white pearl in the center one, decorated the ring. Anamaria was about to slip it on her finger when she noticed eight tiny words engraved into the inside.
'All but dark and light souls will change'
Anamaria chuckled softly at the confusing words. Ignoring them, she slipped the ring onto her middle finger and laid her head softly against the wood. She stared up at the cloudy night sky and listened to the waves lap against the sides of the ship.
((((((()))))))
At the same time, Jack's legs were crossed on top of his desk as he leaned back in the comfortable chair. He too was looking at his newest, and probably most suiting treasure. For when he had reached in the chest earlier that night his hand had instantly gone to the ring that had a black pearl in it. The same design as Anamaria's, but the pearl inside was not a clean white, but a glossy black that would go perfect with the Captain of the Black Pearl. Jack tilted the ring to see the engraving that wrapped around the inside of the ring.
'All but dark and light souls will change'
Jack frowned as he thought over the words in his head. Still pondering and thoughtful, he slipped the ring onto his finger. "A perfect fit," he murmured aloud. Jack grinned to himself and closed his eyes, leaned his head back, and fell asleep.
(((((())))))
The next morning when Jack woke, he could sense a bright light behind his closed eyes shining directly down on him. "Will someone get tha' bloody light out o' me eyes?" He yelled grumpily.
When he opened his eyes, he realized that the bright bothersome light seemed to be none other than the sun itself. "What the 'ell am I doin' out 'ere?" He asked aloud.
As Jack raked a hand through his hair, he didn't feel a single bead. He grabbed a handful of his dark locks and pulled it in front of his face, no beads or braids were visible. Jack stared at it confused. Uncurling himself from his uncomfortable sitting position, he saw something no man could even dream of having.
Jack's eyes grew large as his hand went to his shirt, and he wondered. "Is tha' cleavage?"
Thanks for reading, hoped you like it, please review! Thanks again!
-Rachel