Siren Song: Curse of the Black Pearl

Chapter 2

  The word 'Home' ran through her head, and she slammed into the water, and the feeling of adrenaline rushed through her, the water seemingly revitalizing her.

"Roxanne!" James shouted, drawing the attention of the populace of the party, who rushed over in concern and shock.

~- Day, Navy Dock, Port Royal -~

Two sailors stood on sentry duty, Murtogg and Mullroy, taking advantage of what little shade there was on the dock. But when they noticed a man sauntering over to them, they scrambled to block him from going the rest of the way.

He had what looked like a captains hat that covered his dark brown dreads, which were inlaid with beads and other assortment of trinkets. His darkly tanned skin looked slightly weathered, as did the rest of his outfit, from his coat to his worn brown boots.

"This dock is off-limits to civilians." Murtogg stated, holding his head up slightly.

"Sorry, I didn't know." Jack Sparrow flashed them a charming smile, "If I see one, I shall inform you immediately." He tried brushing past them, but they blocked his way. He frowned, and tilted his head slightly to the faint sound of music, and looked up to where music was drifting down from Fort Charles.

"Some sort of to-do up at the fort, eh? You two weren't invited?" He questioned, looking at them.

"No... someone has to make sure this dock stays off-limits to civilians." Murtogg replied stiffly. Mullroy nodded in agreement.

"This must be some important boat." Jack hummed, studying the ship.

"Ship." Mullroy corrects.

"Ship."

"Captain Norrington's made it his flagship. He'll use it to hunt down the last dregs of piracy on the Spanish Lake." Murtogg informed him, and Jack inwardly grimaced.

"Commodore." Mullroy reminded, and Murtogg nodded.

"Right. Commodore Norrington."

"That's a fine goal, I'm sure... But it seems to me a ship like that," Jack nodded to the Dauntless, "makes this one here just a wee superfluous."

"Oh, the Dauntless is the power in these waters, true enough, but there's no ship that can match the Interceptor for speed." Murtogg grinned excitedly.

"That so? I've heard of one, supposed to be fast, nigh uncatchable... the Black Pearl?" JAck mused, and Mullroy scoffed at the name.

"There's no real ship that can match the Interceptor."

"The Black Pearl is a real ship." Murtogg challenged, causing Mullroy to look at him, and frown.

"No, it's not." Mullroy argued back.

"Yes it is. I've seen it." Murtogg insisted.

"You've seen it?"

"Yes."

"You've seen the Black Pearl?"

"Yes."

"You haven't seen it." Mullroy scoffed.

"Yes, I have."

"You've seen a ship with black sails that's crewed by the damned and captained by a man so evil that hell itself spat him back out?" Mullroy deadpanned.

"... No."

"No."

"But I've seen a ship with black sails." Murtogg said after a moment. Jack took the moment of arguing between the two and snuck onto the ship. Mullroy rolled his eyes, exasperated with his fellow Navy man.

"Oh, and no ship that's not crewed by the damned and captained by a man so evil hell itself spat him back out could possibly have black sails and therefore couldn't possibly be any ship other than the Black Pearl. Is that what you're saying?"

"... No." Mullroy turned back to where Jack had been.

"Like I said, there's no real ship as can match– HEY!" They whirled to look where he'd gone, and hurried onto the ship. Jack was standing at the wheel of the Interceptor, casually examining the mechanism.

"You!" Mullroy shouted, and Jack looks over in exaggeratedly innocent surprise. The

sailors hurried toward the gangplank. "Get away from there! You don't have permission to be aboard there!" Jack spread his hands in a mock apology.

"I'm sorry. It's just such a pretty boat. Ship." He flashed a charismatic grin. The sailors studied him suspiciously.

"What's your name?" Murtogg asked, his gun still pointed at Jack.

"Smith. Or Smithy if you like." He supplied.

"What's your business in Port Royal, 'Mr. Smith'?" Mullroy dragged out the false name.

"And no lies!" Murtogg added hastily.

"None? Very well. You've rumbled me. I confess: I intend to commandeer one of these ships, pick up a crew in Tortuga, and go out on the account, do a little honest pirating." He sauntered up to them, gently stroking part of the ship with his hand.

"I said, no lies." Murtogg said, frowning.

"I think he's telling the truth." Mullroy glanced over to his friend.

"He's not telling the truth." Murtogg snapped back.

"He may be."

"If he were telling the truth he wouldn't have told us." Murtogg reasoned.

"Unless, of course, he knew you wouldn't believe the truth if he told it to you." Jack intervened. Murtogg and Mullroy consider that point.

"Roxanne!" A voice shouted from the fort, and the three of them whirled around to look up at the fort, Jack pushed Murtogg aside to see a woman plummeting from the top of the cliff, and they all freeze as her body threatens to crash against the rocks. When she finally hits the water, narrowly missing the sharp rocks, a wave breaks, and then she is washed out away from the cliff, struggling feebly.

-- Fort Charles, Port Royal --

At the top of the fort, Norrington looks down desperately "ROXANNE!" He shouted, He leapt to the top of the parapet, prepared to dive, but a lieutenant, Gillette, caught his arm, pulling him back.

"The rocks, sir! It's a miracle she missed them!" He shouted, and Norrington glared at him, shaking his arm off. Looking down, he realized Gillette was right. Trying to think quickly, he jumped down and ran to the back, towards the stairs, and his men followed him.

-- Navy Dock, Port Royal --

Jack, Murtogg and Mullroy were still in shock from the sight, but Jack broke from the trance first, and looked at them, frowning. "Aren't you going to save her?" He questioned.

"I can't swim." Mullroy mumbled, embarrassed. Murtogg shakes his head, neither did he. Jack rolled his eyes in annoyance, the Navy these days...

"Sailors." He scoffed, and looked back to where the woman was struggling. He looked up, and saw several men picking their way down the cliffs. They are too far away to get to her in time, and he scowled

"Fine." He snapped, and pulled a pistol from his sword belt, hands it to Murtogg; and then hands the belt and his hat to Mullroy. "Don't lose these." And then he dove into the water, and staring swimming toward the drowning woman, who was struggling to keep above water.

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