Sparrington Oneshots

Captain

Jack lie there, on the cold hard ground, his crew all looking at him, as if begging him to help as men lined up, their Flintlock Pistols all aimed at a different member of the crew. The Captain went to stand despite the pain he was in. Only to cry out when another area on himself was shot. He then felt his hair being pulled roughly as he was made to stand, then had to stand still as his captor, took him right there. In front of Jack's entire crew, he was taken forcefully by his captor and could do nothing but grunt and groan as each member of his crew was shot, he screamed 'no'. But that only resulted in being hit and humiliated further.

Then the gunsman reached Gibbs and Jack was sobbing at this point. He tried kicking the man humiliating him away. He watched as the gun pointed at Gibbs and he yelled.

"Spare him! Please! L-let him live!" He begged, the man behind him chuckled and made a motion. The man holding the gun then clicked back the hammer. Jack cried for him to stop, screamed and threatened.

"It's been an honor, havin' you as me cap'n, Jack." Was all Gibbs said before he was shot, his body slumped to the ground and Jack screamed out as more tears washed the kohl from around his eyes. He thought he couldn't be more broken when he heard a cannon being manoeuvred. He looked up and saw his beloved pearl, the ship who had been told in stories, his lady, he couldn't help but watch as cannon after cannon, they shot at her. Blowing holes into the sides.

Jack writhed around, trying to get free to save his ship, but only got hit harder, he put his head down, only to have the man yank on his hair, forcing him to watch as the pearl, perished. He cried out. He then just sobbed, he had nothing, no one. He was worthless.

When the man had spent himself inside Jack, he chuckled and left him to his men. Jack didn't make a sound, even as they all beat him. Jack ended up passing out before they'd all finished.

***

The waves brushing up against the sand rung through his ears and dragged him back to the world, he opened his eyes, realising just how hot it was. There he was, lying on a beach in god knows where.

But Jack was full of hope, maybe it was all a nightmare, maybe his crew, Gibbs and the Pearl were all alright. But as he went to stand he cried out in pain and reality struck. It wasn't... everything that happened was real, he then realised that the men must have had their fun before they dumped him somewhere. He just lie there, wishing to die, when multiple footsteps were heard approaching him. Then one voice was heard, the one voice he regrettably, longed to hear. The deep arrogant, polished accent voice of the Commodore himself.

"Well if it isn't Captain Sparrow." He said, but Jack couldn't help the son that made it's way out his throat. He sat up and struggled, he kept his head down.
He could tell the Commodore was confused by his sudden sound, the silence told him so.

"D-don't... please... I 'ave no right t'being a Captain no more." He said, his voice breaking and his words drenched his self hatred, sorrow and guilt. He then grunted in pain as the Navy man himself knelt down and tilted Jack's head up, then Jack watched those green eyes widen at his state, the smeared blood, the cuts, bruises, swelling from where he'd had his head smashed against a wall or the ground.

"Dear god, what happened to you?" He asked softly. At that point Jack broke down in tears, he lowered his head again and his body shook as he gasped for breath. Norrington was shocked by the sudden reaction and looked at his two most loyal lieutenants.
"You two will say nothing of this. I'm taking him back to heal him, go and call on Mr and Mrs Turner." He said with a growl. Both Gillette and Groves nodded their head before scurrying off.

"C-commodore... what are you doin'." Jack whimpered quietly as James knelt beside him. He then moved one of his arms over his shoulder and stood Jack up.

"Well Sparrow, it appears as though I'm helping you. But don't think I'm going soft so don't bother bringing your crew and pearl to get a free pass." He informed, then frowned and stopped as Jack just put his head down and started quietly crying. Then James knew something was definitely wrong with the pirate and had sworn to get to the bottom of it.

***

By the time James had gotten Jack back to his home, Elizabeth and Will were there. As soon as they saw them, they rushed over and Jack started panicking, flinching back against James. But then realised who they were and calmed down.

"My god! Jack what happened?? We were expecting you two days ago!" Will said, worried at his friends beaten state. Jack then choked back a sob and shook his head, looking down. James then adjusted his hold on him before walking through the door, he then took him upstairs, taking his time as Jack stumbled a little.

But eventually James set Jack down on a bed and started undressing him to check his wounds, Jack then gave him a panicked look.

"Jack. Calm down. I'm not going to do anything to you, I just need to see what's been done." He said gently, he knew he needed to be gentle with him at the moment. He watched as Jack slowly nodded his head and let James carry on, wincing when the air touched his cuts and gashes. Even Jack was shocked, not remembering the men doing this much damage.

***

James soon finished cleaning and wrapping his wounds, he then got up, he looked at Jack's torn clothes he noticed he'd passed out and decided to at least give him a change of clothes. So he walked to his wardrobe and grabbed an old shirt of his, along with some briefs. He then made his way back to Jack and started undress him gently.

But unfortunately, Jack happened to wake up and then shot up. He panicked and moved away from him.
"N-no... no no not you t-too..." He said in blind panic. Tears welling in his eyes. He was shaking. James then shook his head and tries to calm him.

"No. Jack I wasn't. I was trying to get you into clean clothes. I'd never violate you-... wait.... Jack... did someone violate you?" He asked, disgusted at the fact that whoever did this too him felt the need to do this too. Jack just curled up and nodded. The pirate knew there was no point in hiding anything from him.

"H-him and his c-crew..." Jack admitted, he glanced at James who had a disgusted look on his face before he sighed and looked away.
"I don't need y-your pity mate... it's a dark place out there..." He said softly. He then felt a hand on his shoulder and looked up at James who smiled softly at him.

"You're safe with me Jack. I can promise you that much. Now get dressed, you need to rest." He said softly, then got up to leave when Jack grabbed his arm.
"I'm only leaving so you can get dressed, I'll be back after ok?" He said then walked out.

***

"So what happened? Did he tell you?" Elizabeth asked. James thought for a second.

"Well, he is hurt, mentally and physically. But... Elizabeth. He was violated. He hasn't told me anything else apart from a man and his crew done it to him."  James explained. Both Turners just stared at him then looked behind him as a creak was heard, the Commodore turned round and saw Jack standing at the bottom of the stairs he looked in pain and whimpered a little.

James instantly got up and reached him just as he started to fall. Jack held onto him as the pain intensified. He whimpered and James sighed softly, the then picked him up and Jack curled up. Elizabeth and and Will watched, they both knew about their past. They then watched as James started to take Jack back upstairs and decided to leave.

Once the two reached the bedroom, Jack groaned as he was layed down onto the bed. But then watched as James lay down beside him. He thought for a second before he slowly moved closer to him until he rested his head on his chest. Then relaxed and smiled when he felt Norrington wrap an arm around him.

"You'll always be my precious captain."