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Ello' fairest. I have made the much wanted fanfic section. I have made a few rules just to make it enjoyable for everyone! Please check the rules below before you submit it. If you don't follow the rules I will stop reading it and delete it. This may seem mean, but I am student and work on this webbie and guild in my spare time. I WON'T hestitate to delete your story if you dont follow the rules because correcting your story would be a waste of my time and that just isn't fair to me. Thanks!!
Rules1. MUST be appropriate for ALL ages. No swearing, sexual things, or anything along those lines. I will allow you to use replacements for swear words. Such as saying: dernit, heck, crud, fooey, etc. And you can use "rum" since it was in the movie.
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Hello jack.
- Evening m'lady.
So, im going to ask you a few questions about you and the movie, is that all right?
- Of course, fire away! *un-corks a bottle of rum*
What did you really think of Elizabeth, i mean, were there any feelings there?
- Well its typical aint it love? I mean shes a fine woman, but i have to get stuck on an island with her, what would you think of her after she burns all your rum!? *takes a huge gulp from the bottle* nice figure though...
Ok, and what of Will, son of Bootstrap...i mean it must have been like seeing him staring back at you?
- Well...Bootsrap was a fine man and pirate, i respected him, as far as pirates go...But Will, ah much like his father in many ways, but they differ slightly in the not doing anything stupid department...
And Barbossa? what made you give position of first mate?
- Now im not sure, he was a good pirate, HAD a clean mutiny record. But it could have been the rum. *stares out of window into street below, twiddling rum bottle in his hands*
Well jack i think we've covered the basics, now the killer question, what is it with you and rum??
- this? *holds up bottle into light, a glint in his eye and a smile on his face* this, is the drink that has seen me through, never failed me. This *smiles, takes another gulp* is my drink...savvy?
Now then, captain, what of the pearl?
- Ah freedom...The one thing i would go to the end of the earth for. passion.
Ok now about the dierector. Did you two always see eye to eye?
- Well he's a good director...dont know what he was thinkin about with the script, do you have the courage a fortitude...? no cos its a hard line! Apart from that and the arguements about my numerous hangovers *takes another swig* we got along fine...yeah.
Well thank you Captain Sparrow.
- Pleasure m'lady *smile* anytime. *leaves*
Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with LotR or PotC
Attacks and New WorldsAragorn smiled as he came upon the woods of Mirkwood. It had been too long since he had seen his dear friend Legolas, and the truth be told if he didn't get away from his brothers soon he was going to kill them. Aragorn broke into a sprint as he went deeper into the woods, since the sun was setting quickly and the last thing he needed was to be caught by some orcs, especially since he had managed to not get into any trouble on this trip. For him this was an absolute miracle. But that all changed as he ran into a small band just beginning to emerge. *Oh come on!* The orcs screeched with delight and began circling the young Ranger. Aragorn had already unsheathed his sword and crouched down into a defensive stance. He easily deflected the blows from the orcs’ swords and just as easily took them down but they seemed to be coming in waves. As soon as he killed one, two more jumped in to replace it. Aragorn screamed in surprise at the sudden searing pain in his abdomen. Looking down he saw the disgusting sight of a thick black orc arrow protruding from his belly. The orc nearest to him grabbed the arrow, twisted it, and pushed it deeper causing Aragorn to scream and collapse to the ground from the pain. The orcs took advantage of his position and began kick him hard in the head and especially around the ribs causing the tears he was holding back to flow down his cheeks. Aragorn began calling out for Legolas. He knew the elf was probably nowhere nearby, but he continued to call the prince’s name. Aragorn finally lost consciousness from the pain, the blackness finally giving relief from the abuse being inflicted on his body. ************************************************************************ Legolas ran down the staircase and made his way towards the healing quarters. He had just received word moments ago that a small hunting party had found Aragorn on their way back to the palace, and that the young man was not in good shape. Legolas demanded to know what ‘not in good shape’ meant, but the messenger hadn't specified. Legolas pushed the door open, hard, causing it to ricochet off of the wall violently. "Estel..." Legolas bit his lip to hold back the sob that wanted to escape. Aragorn’s face was as pale as the white sheet he was laying on, that was except for the parts that were bruised; almost his entire face was black and blue with multiple cuts, the deepest were still bleeding. Legolas closed his eyes to try and hold back the tears that threatened when he saw that the rest of his friend’s body wasn’t in any better shape. His torso was just as bruised and cut as his face, along with the freely bleeding arrow wound. Thranduil made his way towards his son and pulled him into an embrace. "Oh Legolas, I am sorry but..." Legolas pulled away from his father. "But what?" "Legolas, Aragorn has lost too much blood. We are guessing that he also has internal bleeding and he has a few broken ribs. The healers said that they don't even know how he is still with us." Thranduil gently wiped the tears from his son’s face. "Legolas he isn't going to last much longer..." Legolas violently shook his head, "No! He'll be alright!" Thranduil pushed his struggling son out of the room. "Legolas listen to me..." Legolas pushed his father away from him, "NO you LISTEN! He isn't going anywhere! And I'm going to be there with him when he wakes up!" Legolas slipped back into the room and pulled a chair up next to the young humans' bedside. He gently took Aragorn’s hand into his own. "Aragorn, lasto beth nîn, tolo dan nan galad {Hear my voice, come back to the light}." Legolas' sorrow deepened when Aragorn didn't respond to him. His father’s words slowly sank into him. Aragorn was going to die. Aragorn however did hear his friend call him back and was fighting with whatever was left of his strength to wake. He made slow progress as he slowly felt the pain once again take a hold of his body. Aragorn finally dared to open his eyes to take in his surroundings. But what he woke to was not what he expected. He was outside surrounded by very unfamiliar buildings and the face staring down at him was not that of the fair-haired elf prince, but that of a stranger’s. Aragorn moved away from the man as quickly as his injured body would allow him. The man before him looked unlike any he had ever met. He wore clothes of an unusual make, his skin was caramelized even more than Aragorn’s own skin, and his raven hair was straight. Some of it was in dreadlocks with small beads worked into it, and the stranger’s facial hair was similar to Aragorn’s. "Are you a pirate?" The man asked. Aragorn frowned "Man? {What?}" The other man looked around nervously; he was obviously in a hurry. "And what language would that be savvy?" Aragorn switched to the common tongue, "What did you call me?" "I asked if you were a pirate." Aragorn shook his head. "Nay I have never heard of such a thing I am... Strider, Ranger from the North." Aragorn decided to stick with his nickname just incase. "Who might you be?" "I'm Captain Jack Sparrow." ************************************************************************ Legolas watched as Aragorn’s breathing evened out. He sat forward in anticipation, hoping to see his friend’s gray-blue eyes open. But they never did. Legolas relaxed somewhat into his chair as he mentally kicked himself for getting his hopes up. He then noticed that Aragorn began moving his mouth like he was having a conversation with someone, but no words were being spoken by the young man. "What is happening to you mellon nin? {My friend}” ************************************************************************ Aragorn stayed tucked in the corner as a group of men even more strangely dressed ran by carrying weapons he had never seen before. He moved from his spot when he saw Jack emerge from behind a statue and signaled him to follow. He didn't know why he was going along with him but he figured he had nothing to lose. Jack held the door open for the young man. He was surprised 'Strider' could even sit up, let alone walk, the only reason he was helping was out of sheer pity. When Aragorn was safely inside he quickly shut the door. He watched as Aragorn slowly sat down trying to nurse his injured belly. He walked past him and grabbed a hammer that was resting against a barrel, and then made his way towards the sleeping drunk in the corner and poked at him. "WHAO!" When the man didn't wake he began hammering away at the chains binding his wrists. He looked up again at the young man who was rocking slightly trying to deal with the pain he was in. Then he saw the donkey hooked up to the spin wheel and got an idea. Grabbing a sword that was being heated in a nearby fire place, he approached the donkey. Aragorn shook his head as Jack poked the poor unsuspecting donkey, which in turn began pulling the wheel. Jack threw the chain between the turning gears snapping the metal. "I would have helped you Master Sparrow." Jack cocked his head to the side. *Master Sparrow? I thought I told him it was CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow?* He didn't get a chance to reply as someone came into the blacksmith shed. Jack moved as silently as he could and pushed Aragorn into a corner. Aragorn hissed in pain at the sudden swift movement, he could barely breathe and that was the last thing he needed done to him. "Stay here and don't come out for anything." Aragorn nodded he didn't even have the strength to argue let alone try and fight. "As you wish." Will Turner hopped down and petted the donkey on the head bring him to a stop then looked around. In the corner was a semi-heavyset man sleeping. Will smiled, "Right where I left you..." He the turned and looked at his hammer that Jack had been using. "Not where I left you..." Will made his way over to the hammer and reached to grab it when he finally noticed Jack. "You're the one they are hunting, the pirate." Jack began walking towards him a little, "You seem somewhat familiar. Have I threatened you before?" Will narrowed his eyes somewhat. "I make a point of avoiding familiarity with pirates." Jack lowered his sword which had been pointed at Will. "Ah. Well, then it would be a shame to put a black mark on your record. So, if you'll excuse me..." Will quickly grabbed the nearest sword and pointed it at Jack. "Do you think this wise, boy, crossing blades with a pirate?" Will held the sword steady and looked Jack in the eye. "You threatened Miss Swann." Aragorn watched the two begin to fight in a manner that seemed absolutely ridiculous. The two didn't go at it long before Jack spoke. "Only a little and you know what you're doing, I'll give you that. Excellent form but how's your footwork? If I step here..." They stepped and fought in sync "...very good. Now I step again... Ta." Jack turned to exit only to have Will’s sword fly past his face, barring the exit. Aragorn moved his hand to the hilt of his sword ready to come to the pirates' aid though he knew he wouldn't be much of a help. Jack saw this and cast him a glance that told Aragorn he wasn't needed. He then turned to face Will. "That is a wonderful trick except once again you are between me and my way out. And now you have no weapon." Will grabbed another sword that was being heated in the fire and the two fought again. Aragorn shook his head. It was almost like a dance, how in the name of the Valar did they learn to do that without tripping over their own feet? The two rounded a pillar which had an unbelievable amount of swords leaning against it. Jack looked around, "Who makes all these?!" "I do! And I practice with them three hours a day!" Will shot back. Aragorn’s eyes went wide when he finally got a good look at Will’s face. He knew that voice! "Legolas..." The man was Legolas! Only different; he had facial hair now and his hair was a sienna color much like Lord Elrond’s, but a shade darker. Aragorn felt his jaw drop when he saw Will’s ears. They were round! He felt the color slowly drain from his face. Where was he? TBC…
CHAPTER 2: Rangers and PiratesDisclaimer: I don't own anything or anyone form Middle-Earth or Pirates of the Caribbean...god I wish I did! The only one I own is Talathdur. Note: Some of the scenes are going to be changed around somewhat but I guess you guys already knew that huh? And towards the end it's gonna be kind of jumpy because it's going between Jack, Will, Aragorn and a little bit of Elizabeth...just giving you a fair warning! Running and chaos Thranduil stood with Legolas and some healers watching Aragorn move around and speak silent words. He had never seen or heard of anything like this before in his long life. "What is happening to him Ada?" Thranduil shrugged his shoulders, "I do not know. Legolas, round up a few messengers and tell them to look for Gandalf, I doubt Elrond will be able to help him when he arrives." ************************************************************************ Jack made his way back around to the fireplace. "You need to find yourself a girl, mate! Or, perhaps the reason you practice three hours a day is that you already found one, and are otherwise incapable of wooing said strumpet. You're not a eunuch, are you?" Will looked thoroughly pissed and Jack didn't know if it was because of his lack of girl analogy or if it was because of his "eunuch" comment. "I practice three hours a day, so that when I meet a pirate, I can kill it!" The two once again resumed their fight. Aragorn, however, stood stupefied in the corner as the battle continued and realization hit him. This wasn't Middle-Earth. His heart was pounding so hard he thought it was going to burst through his chest. What was he going to do? Elrond was going to kill him when this mess got sorted out, well if it got sorted out. *At least I didn't drag Legolas into this.* He was so lost in thought that he missed Jack catapulting Will and himself up to the rafters, in fact the only thing that snapped him out of his stupor was a muffled yell. Aragorn looked up to see a large cloud of dust and a weaponless Will stumbling about. Aragorn watched as Jack pulled out one of those strange weapons and point it at Will who almost looked betrayed. "You cheated!" Jack gave him a small smirk. "Pirate. Move away." Will stood his ground between the pirate and his only exit. "No." Jack was starting to look panicked, it wouldn't be long before he was found and now he had no idea about what had happened to Strider. "Please, move." Will still refused "No! I cannot just step aside and let you escape." Jack readied his pistol to fire, "This shot is not meant for you..." Aragorn’s eyes grew wide as he watched the man who was sleeping smash Jack over the head with his liquor bottle. Jack fell face first to the ground and almost like clock work the group of solders they had been hiding from broke through the door. The man who Aragorn was guessing was their leader stepped closer to the man who had knocked out Jack. "Excellent work, Mr. Brown. You've assisted in the capture of a dangerous fugitive." "Just doing my civic duty, sir." Will made a disgusted face at them. He was the one who had fought the pirate and kept him here and instead Mr. Brown gets the credit. Aragorn stayed pressed against the wall. He didn't know what he could do for Jack now that all these men were here. Aragorn froze and held his breath as one of the solders wandered too close for comfort. Fortunately he overlooked the ranger and moved back to the group gathering Jack up. Aragorn mentally thanked the Valar that he was raised by elves who had taught him how to successfully blend with his surroundings. Aragorn again turned his full attention to the leader of the group of solders who smiled cockily at his men. "Well, I trust you'll always remember this as the day that Captain Jack Sparrow almost escaped. Take him away." Aragorn cursed under his breath as Jack was lead away by Commodore Norrington. Now who was he going to trust? “Who is there?” Aragorn froze. *How loud did I say that?* He absent-mindedly moved his hand to the hilt of his sword and watched as Will picked up a new sword and began searching for him. Aragorn slipped closer to the door as Will moved further in the opposite direction, past the fire place. In one swift movement he threw the door open and ran out of the shed into the open streets of the town. Aragorn stood in the middle of the road trying to figure out what direction to go in. "You!" Spinning around he saw Will stalking towards him. Aragorn took off in the direction where the least amount of people seemed to be going and tried to find a safe place to hide. After about 20 minutes he wandered far into the wooded area surrounding Port Royal. ************************************************************************ Aragorn sat against a tree mentally and physically exhausted. He had cleaned his wounds the best he could, and had changed into the spare black leggings and tunic he had packed. Aragorn sighed as he thought about his situation. He had no idea where to even begin in his search to find his way home, and it seemed that the only person it he could maybe trust was lost to him. Aragorn brought his knees up to his chest and rested his head against them and let the sobs and tears escape him. He cried for what seemed like hours before exhaustion and sleep over took him. ************************************************************************ "What do you mean you don't know what's wrong with him?!" screamed an enraged Elladan at the poor unwitting messenger from Mirkwood. "We found him on one of the paths. He was attacked by orcs. The healers said he should have passed from his injuries but he hasn't. They can't figure out why he is in the current state he is in." Elladan threw his hands in the air. "This is ridiculous!" Elrohir placed his hand on his twin’s shoulder. "Elladan don't take out your anger on Talathdur." The younger twin said soothingly, even though he was nearly frantic with worry for his younger brother too. Elrond emerged from his study looking more frustrated than he did when he went in. "Elladan, Elrohir pack whatever you need quickly. We are leaving for Mirkwood immediately. Talathdur if you would be so kind as to inform the stable hand that we need our horses prepared..." "As you wish, my lord." Talathdur bowed before running off to the stables. Elrohir stepped closer to his father. "What did you find Ada?” Elrond sighed "I found absolutely nothing on the matter." ************************************************************************ Aragorn woke to the sounds of cannon fire and chaos erupting all around him. Grabbing his pack and weapons he took off back towards the town. In the bay near the docks he could see a large black ship with tattered sails, and all around the town, fog was creeping in. ************************************************************************ Will grabbed a sword and ax before heading out to fight the invaders who were destroying Port Royal and killing the town residents. As soon as he was out of the shed he threw his ax and hit one of the pirates in the back, causing him to fall to the ground. Will grabbed the ax as he ran by the fallen pirate and taking on his next opponent. The fighting was vicious, and many of the men of the town were doing their best to defend themselves, but it seemed hopeless. ************************************************************************ Elizabeth Swann ran down the staircase as the butler was about to open the door. "Don't!" The butler ignored her and opened the door to find two pirates standing on the other side of it. Pintel smiled evilly. "Hello chump." Elizabeth screamed when Pintel shot the butler. "Girl!" Elizabeth’s eyes went wide as she turned and ran as quickly as she could back upstairs to her room with the pirates right on her heels. She jumped when her maid grabbed her. "Miss Swann, they've come to kidnap you." Elizabeth felt a chill run down her spine "What?" "You're the Governor's daughter." The maid was earnest, and frightened, though she was bravely trying to hide it. Elizabeth held back her panic well "They haven't seen you. Hide and as fast as you can run to the fort." ************************************************************************ Jacks' head shot up at the sound of cannon fire. "I know those guns. It's the Pearl." He smiled as he set his eyes upon the black-sailed ship. One of the prisoners in the next cell looked at him disbelievingly. "Black Pearl? I've heard stories. She's been preying on ships and settlements for near ten years. Never leaves any survivors." Jack faced the man with a smirk plastered on his face. "No survivors? Then where do the stories come from, I wonder?" ************************************************************************ Aragorn notched another arrow in his bow and fired. His arrow imbedded itself right between the unsuspecting pirate’s eyes. Aragorn frowned when he went to retrieve his arrow. He was quite sure he had just beheaded this man a little further back. Aragorn shook off the suspicion there was no way that it was possible. But then again, how was it possible that he was here? Aragorn looked around as the area brightened. Looking up he saw that the light was coming form the once cloud-covered moon. He yelped and jumped back in surprise when he looked back down at the pirate. The pirate was now nothing more than some rotted flesh and tattered clothes hanging off of a skeletal frame. *And I thought Orcs were the ugliest things I ever saw.* ************************************************************************ Jack looked back in disbelief at the gaping hole in the opposite cell wall. The last shot from the cannon’s had blown a hole in the cell block… in the outer wall of the cell next to his own. God, he had the worst luck. Jack grabbed the bone the others had been using earlier to try a lure the dog holding the keys to them, and began tapping it on the floor. "Come on, doggy. It's just you and me now. It's you and ol' Jack, come on. Come on, good boy. That's it, good boy, come on! Bit closer, bit closer. That's it, that's it, doggy. Come on you filthy, slimy, mangy cad. No, no, no, no, no, I didn't mean it. I didn't..." Jack drew his arm back in at the sound of foot steps coming toward him. The pirate named Twigg looked around. "This ain't the armory.” The other pirate with him smiled wickedly when he saw Jack. "Well, well, well, look what we have here Twigg - Captain Jack Sparrow." Jack inwardly cringed as the two approached him. "Last time I saw you, you were all alone on a godforsaken island, shrinking into the distance. His fortunes aren't improved much." Twigg mocked. "Worry about your own fortunes, gentlemen. The deepest circle of Hell is reserved for betrayers and mutineers." Jack replied. The other pirate reached through the bars of Jack's cell and grabbed him around the neck, with the moon light revealing his rotted arm. "So there is a curse. That's interesting." Jack gasped as his windpipe was constricted. The pirate tightened his grip. "You know nothing of Hell!" With that the two comrades left Jack kneeling on the floor of his jail cell. "That's very interesting." ************************************************************************ Elizabeth looked down at the medallion in her hand. She was now hiding in a storage closet in the dining room. "Come out and we promise we won't hurt you. We will find you, Poppet. You've got something of ours and it calls to us. The gold calls to us." Elizabeth held her breath as Pintel and Ragetti slowly made their way to her hiding place. Elizabeth looked up when the light that was coming through the crack of the doors faded. Pintel opened the doors "'Ello, Poppet.” ************************************************************************ Aragorn continued to hack and slash his way through the sea of undead pirates, making his way back towards the blacksmith shed. Aragorn froze when he saw a pirate had Will trapped with some kind of a hook around his neck. Aragorn sheathed his sword and pulled out his bow. The pirate pulled Will closer to him. "Say good bye..." The pirate suddenly dropped the hook and looked down at his hand with a dark arrow shaft protruding form it. Will looked up and ducked quickly as a sign came hurtling at them, knocking the pirate through a window. "Goodbye." Aragorn put his bow away and ran over towards Will. "Are you alright Legolas...?" Will looked at him in confusion. "What did you call me?" Aragorn mentally kicked himself." Are you ok?" Aragorn noticed that Will's gaze had shifted to over his shoulder. Turning he saw a young woman being lead away. Will spoke her name in horror. "Elizabeth." Will immediately took off after her, with Aragorn right behind him. Aragorn hadn't noticed Will had stopped running and nearly skidded right into him. The pirate in front of them looked up in shock; the bomb that rolled in between them didn't go off. Will smirked cockily at the pirate, right before another came up behind him and Aragorn. "Outta my way, scum!" The pirate knocked them both over the head causing them to black out. TBC…
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