Of Greeks and Pirates. Part Five

[Jack Sparrow]

This will take place one year after the movie ends with Jack leaving Port Royal after his near hanging. Directly after the movie.....
Sometimes people should just keep their mouths shut. But well....Jack doesn't know what silence means....as Norrington has tried numerous times to impress upon the pirate......it's not working....a failed attempt at teaching a drunken pirate the rules of civility.....
But as luck or unluck would have it Jack got tangled in with some gods. Greek gods. Well....nothings changed...he still manages to annoy them...and make fun of their togas...I mean...wouldn't you? I know I would! This could get interesting.
While sailing out of Tortuga on the Black Pearl Jack and his crew come across a tiny boat. A greek craft...something that in itself is odd....and inside of it is a young lady. A beautiful lady. Jack, well...being Jack decides to take her aboard. The lady doesn't talk at first, but little by little they learn her name is Callisto, a greek girl from Athens.
And the gods want her. She has the power of foresight....the power to see into the future....and with that she can change fate.
Some of gods are alright with this and accept that they aren't all powerful. Nor can Barbossa.....apparently he's alive.....(woot...as if that's new news right?)....and thinks by getting ahold of Callisto, he can gain a power only gods can contain. And with it destroy Jack.
Namely Artemis and Athena as well as Dionyus and Apollo see the whole matter as what must happen.
But Poseidon, Ares, Juno and Aphrodite see this as a game and the prize is Callisto and her power.
Jack and his crew and friends just happen to become pons of sorts in the game. Sort of like wandering into the Trojan War without so much as a spear...but without a big horse.....instead it's just the Black Pearl and small army of pirates.....fun stuff? Hell yes.
With the Sun, Moon, Wisdom and Rum on their side you'd think they'd have a easy time of it. Especially with the Rum. But when fighting against the Sea, War, a Woman's Wrath and Love...and a vengeful Barbossa.....it's not so easy.
Jack and his crew realize the only way to solve the problem is to find the King of the Gods and get him to decide. But it's not a thing easily done. Mount Olympus is a hard place to access and Jack has no way of getting there.
Or does he? While some gods are hell bent on being on sides....some just want to play along. Not all of them can be trusted...but what choice do the crew and Jack have? Not much. and besides.....Jack is looking for a show down with the god of wine!
Rules:
1. no spamming
2. ALWAYS STAY IN CHARACTER
3. NO cursing!!!!
4. Common curtesy is a must
5. NO GODMODING (unless otherwise stated)
6. have fun maties
note: maties..this be a loose story plot...some things can change..but it's not likely....enjoy.....

[Jack Sparrow]

(this is A POST MADE BY WILL TURNER, WHO ASKED ME TO POST IT FOR HIM.)

*Eric tipped his head to the side and watched Evelyn with dark steady eyes as she told about her sad past. He frowned as she spoke of the man she thought loved her and how she had been treated upon the other ship.* Ah, Im beggining to understand you a bit more now. *He said, looking away from her slowly. Then he turned his eyes back upon her and he smiled softly.* Not all men are like the ones you've known. *He said, then he grinned slightly.* Even if I do come off as a bit of an ass. But then again we both do...we make a good pair. *He laughed and as she asked him about his own past he frowned and his eyes traveled down to he deck of the ship.* About three years ago I thought I found the love of my life too. Her name was Ashley. *He said and he laughed softly as a wave of memory came over him. His eyes sparkled with rembrence and then they grew somber.* I proposed to her and the night before we were supposed to get married we were at a tavern in Port Royal. I got into a fight with a pirate and she attempted to break it up. *He said and he closed his eyes tightly and swallowed hard.* Me and the piarte were at eachothers throats and before I knew it he drew his pistol. I felt Ashley grab my arm to pull me away and I listened to her. I turned to leave when suddenly I heard her cry out and as I spun around she lept in front of me just as the mans pistol went off. *He said, his voice quivered and his hand found its way to the rings.* She crumpled to my feet and she died there in my arms in a pool of her own blood. I was supposed to die for her, not her for me. It wasnt supposed to end up that way. *He said, his voice now a mere whisper and his eyes were still closed*

[Jack Sparrow]

:Jack listened to Tobbs a while, considering everything she said. When she had finished, Jack stood with a small smile: "Yer not a servant here....none of the crew is..we're friends for the most part...."

:He gestured to the bed now: "Please get some rest. Sleep....no use havin' you walk about bleedin and wounded all over the deck. I'll come back later."

:With that he smiled and bowed: "Welcome Aboard Miss TopSword."

:He shut the door then and walked to the helm, taking over once more. Well that was one hurdle overcome....hopfeful the next week would be more pleasant....."#nosmileys

[Roux]

Apollo laughed and desended farther, holding onto Linea tightly. They were gaining speed now. flying, dropping and Apollo still smiled. Then quite suddenly there was a flash of light and gold sparks and they were on the Black Pearl again.

Roux, now, bent down and kissed Linea's hand. "I will come again at dawn. I must find my little brother, whom is not here now."

and he left, in a flash of light. He chased after Hermes now, catching up again in Greece. He frowned as he stood in the Great Halls of his Home. He peered around a long moment. Having nearly forgotten what it was like to be Home.

But he didn't have time for that. "Hermes?!" He called, demanding to know were his little brother had run off too. "come now! The Ship isn't all that bad where you must leave it completly in the middle of the night!"

Apollo paced the halls in all his annoyed Glory. A few immortals passed him and stopped to stare. Apollo had long since left his post as a god figure here on Olympus. He cast them all amused loks back and kept walking.

"Hermes?! Where are you?" He stood in the middle of a beautiful courtyard waiting, listening for any sign of his brother.#nosmileys

[Rymonlinéa]

:Linea grinned as her cheeks flared crimson again at the touch of his lips on her hand.:

This was a fair wonderful night Roux, and I don't know how I could ever thank you. I shall see you in the morning, before dawn.

:She smiled at the mention of his brother.:

Good luck in finding him.

:Linea headed back to her cousin's cabin as Roux went in search of his brother. When she arrived, the lights were already doused and Kora was sleeping. Linea leaned over to see her cousin's face, an interesting shade of green and slightly sweaty and chuckled.:

Why does she insist on travelling this way when she gets so sick. I should beam her one sometime.

:Linea quickly got into her bedclothes and got into bed, falling almost instantly asleep to relive the events of the day. The last image in her mind was that of when she and Roux were flying through the sky with his arms around her, a sight she would not soon forget.:

[Captain Morgan Barbossa]

::The sun dipped below the horizon just as Barbossa reached the ship, casting a purple-and-blue hue across the early night sky. The street lamps were just beginning to be lit, their eerie flames flickering light all around the bustling docks::

::Barbossa scanned the deck of his new ship, the Blood's Call, with admiration. There was no one aboard her yet, as he had told the rest of his crew to meet him after dark. Climbing onto the deck, he walked around, inspecting the rigging and planks. Everything seemed to be in order....::

::Suddenly he bumped into something solid, and stumbled backwards:: "What in the name o' - ?!" ::Looking up, he saw Damien Vichini standing over him, grinning with amusement. He extended one pale, long-nailed hand to help the pirate captain up, but Barbossa didn't need assistance. He picked himself up and glared at the other man::

::Without his dark hood and cloak, Barbossa finally got a chance to see his face. In the failing light, Damien's ivory skin seemed to glow with a pale shimmer. His jet black hair was tied back at the base of his neck, leaving only a few strands in the front to frame his face. His full lips were drawn back in an amused smile, and his violet eyes twinkled with a fire that didn't come from the street lamps.... Suddenly, Barbossa felt very uncomfortable, and very powerless::


"Welcome to your new ship, Captain Barbossa. I trust she is to your liking?" :: Damien couldn't hide the strange laughter in his voice at the sight of the pirate's sudden reaction to seeing his ghostly face. Damien smiled as warmly as he could::

"Would you care for a tour?"


::Barbossa hesitated for a moment, but then nodded his head. He was starting to regain his senses now, and he was able to pull his eyes away from the handsome, yet dangerous, face before him. He followed cautiously as Damien led him around the ship, showing him the Captain's Quarters, the brig, the galley. As they passed by the crew's cabins, Barbossa spotted a small door half covered by a tapestry in the main hall::

"That..." :: Damien said, turning to look Barbossa directly in the eye, causing the pirate to flinch:: "...is off limits to you or any of your crew, do you understand? These are my private chambers, and I do not like to be disturbed...."

::Barbossa gulped. Something in the man's voice and eyes warned that any disobedience in this simple order would lead to a very painful fate.... He simply nodded in agreement, not daring to look into those burning eyes...::

::The tour continued, but he could barely focus. Any misgivings he felt were soon dispersed by the thought of being on the open sea again, and he was eager to set sail. Back on deck, he and Damien waited for the rest of the crew to show up::

[Evelyn]

Evelyn sighed deeply as Eric spoke to her. A small smile growing on her lips. As he commented on beginning to understand her a bit she shrugged. Eve knew no one could fully understand what she had been through. There was too much. Actually, Eve had NEVER really thought about what happened to her, and now thinking of it almost got her choked up, and Eve was NOT a crying woman.

Evelyn turned away and his comment of them being a good pair brought a smirk on her face and she turned back to him. Meeting his gaze a moment and then looking away. "A good pair? We're more 's likely ta end up killin' eachother than anythin' else!" Eve said lifting her brows and chuckling.

As he began to speak of what happened to him, Eve leaned back a bit and her mouth began to drop a bit. Eric had had a love before. Obviously a powerful one, because even now he was faltering in his words and she sensed his hurt. Eve turned her eyes to the docks as he finished the tale, almost in a whisper. Her gaze slowly returned to him and she put a hand through her curls. Poor Eric...it seems he's suffered too...

Her heart ached for him, she hated seeing him like this. Weak, vulnerable, it disturbed her, seeing any man moved like this bothered her and she hated it. Slowly, Eve examined him. He needed some sort of comfort, and she knew he did because his hand moved to something familiar. Evelyn wished she could be comforting in all the ways she could be, but she didn't want to interfere with Eric's memories of her...Ashley.

The name stuck in her mind and at that moment she knew she could never be anything more than a friend in his eyes. Realizing this, Eve turned a bit melancholic. Looking at him she was sad to hear this had happened to him and knew he was distraught. Instead she did the only thing she believed would help him.

"Maybe fate has somethin' special in store for ye mate? I mean...she was an angel I bet...jus' be happy ye knew her for the time she was here. I know ye might feel guilty, but ye can'....I don' want ye to be feelin' that way." Evelyn said slowly as she gently placed a hand on his shoulder. Then she said no more, she cut herself off, fearing she might say the wrong thing. Her breath was slow and she only looked at him gently. "Please...Eric. Don' let the past eat away at ye like this...I..." Evelyn spoke with a bit of caution and difficulty now. "I...don' like seein' ye like this, partly 'cause I jus' don' like witnessin' men cry, a problem of mine really, an' partly 'cause" Evelyn sighed deeply and looked out to sea. "Well...I don' like seein' ye hurt." She said softly, her hand gripping his shoulder a bit.

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Selina looked around in the darkness and noticed a familiar figure boarding the ship, with another, that was not so familiar. Selina placed a hand upon the hilt of her sword, eyeing the two warily. If they tried anything out of the ordinary they were dead men. Selina stepped forward, tossing her jet black hair over her shoulder and out of her way.

Her dark eyes looked the Captain Barbossa and stranger over. "Well I see you've managed to at least find a decent ship." Selina said with a smirk, glancing around the grand ship. It seemed the ship was worthy of sailing, and as her eyes settled upon the stranger...the rather handsome stranger....a strange sense came over her...something that was irresistable and she could not tell what it was about him that seemed to draw her to him...

[Captain Morgan Barbossa]

:: Damien suddenly turned his head toward the docks, watching a moving figure with an odd internsity. Bossa suddenly felt uncomfortable again, sensing the man's aura grow violent. He shook off the odd feeling and turned his attention to the moving object::

::As it neared, Barbossa could make out the slender figure of a woman walking up toward the ship, and recognized her almost instantly as Selina. He didn't know anyone else that could walk like that...::

::He smirked and waited for her to meet up with them on the deck. He nodded in greeting to her. When she turned to Damien, he could see her cheeks flush a deep scarlet even in the dim light. He grinned. Things were certainly going to get interesting....::


:: Damien had sensed the woman's presence long before Barbossa, thanks to his heightened senses that came with being what he was. He watched her approach, and could already feel her heartbeat, could hear the blood rushing in her viens. He tensed::

::But with Barbossa beside him, there was nothing he could do to alleviate his condition. With every ounce of self-restraint he could muster, he kept himself from pouncing on her. When she finally reached them, he could see just how beautiful she was. This only made him hungrier, and after he'd quickly kissed her hand he excused himself to his cabin, feigning sea-sickness. Once there, he collapsed onto his bed and stared out at the moon, his only friend...::[/color]

[Evelyn]

Selina looked the man over lifting a curved brow. An evil, seductive gring slowly spreading across her face. As he took her hand and kissed it a sort of shock ran through her, a tingle in her spine, and an urge grew within. Her eyes narrowed, her heart pounded. It was amazing...

As he looked to her and left, a sudden rush was felt and she felt a bit more at ease. What was it about him that made her feel so...eager? She placed a hand upon her hip as she watched him disappear. Selina shook her head slightly, trying to shake the urge to follow him. He had left her, perhaps not interested, and this made her heart sink. Although she knew one thing...she wanted that stranger...alone...and being on a ship for so long, you did get lonely...even he would, he was still a man.

Selina's eyes slowly went back to Barbossa's. "Who was that man? I've never seen him around Tortuga before." Selina queried, attempting to restrain herself from looking too taken with him.

[Captain Morgan Barbossa]

::Barbossa grinned slightly, studying Selina's face. He knew very well what that look meant....::

" 'e's a strange man, indeed.... His name be Damien Vi... uh... Vish..... Damien. 'e sounds like he might be Italian, though I 'ave to admit I don' know much about 'im...."

::He thought about this, and realized with a little embarassment that he really didn't know anything about this strange man! He'd struck up a business deal , bought a ship, and was now going to be travelling with him, and he barely knew his name. He would have to learn more somehow... But for now, he had to wait for the rest of the crew::

"Since yer just standin' there, why don' ye go check on Damien? We don' want him sick before we even set sail, now do we? His room be the small door across from the galley, just down the stairs." ::He winked at her, and leaned back against the mast. Suddenly, he jumped up and called after her:: "KNOCK FIRST!!"


:: Damien stretched out on the mattress he was currently occupying in the empty crew's cabin. It had been a long time since he'd slept in a real bed, and the sensation brought back memories of his younger days, when he was still...normal. He saw the smiling face of his mother as she cradled him, hear the laughter of his younger sister and brother as they played in the garden.... He felt an icy tear run down his cheek. He was becoming too soft, a trait that did not bode well for his kind::

::He rolled out of the comfortable bed and began pacing the room restlessly, trying to calm his nerves after the encounter with that woman. What was it about her that caused his body to react the way it had? Was it truly hunger, or..something else?::

::He shook off the feeling and walked toward the door, ready to go back on deck with Barbossa:: [/color]

[Evelyn]

Selina smiled at Barbossa. She knew what he thought, and he was right of course. But she wasn't about to barge in on the man and force herself on him. She didn't yet know him, and therefore was a bit weary on pursuing him, but the urge to see him was too great. With a small nod Selina headed away, making her way down towards the lower cabins.

All the while Selina thought about his name. Damien. Letting it roll of her tongue a few times, trying to get used to it so that her Spanish accent wouldn't overtake it when she addressed him. Her eyes looked around, most of the cabin doors were open, except one. Her eyes fell on the door curiously, and a wanting began to grow within...how she wished she could do what it was she wanted...but she wouldn't. Selina reached her delicate hand out and knocked on the door. "Damien?" Selina asked in a velvety voice. It was seductive and full of lure.

[Captain Morgan Barbossa]

::As Damien stepped into the hallway, he felt rather than saw Selina standing by the door... his door. He hesitated for a moment, until he heard the door start to creak open....::

::He ran to the other end of the hall with amazingly fast speed and before she knew what happened, he had tackled her to the ground. She let out a gasp as he collided with her, fell, and pinned her to the floor. He was breathing heavily with a momentary rage, but it soon subsided as he looked down at her startled face. His breathing didn't slow::

"Um, I'm sorry, miss, I didn't mean to... I didn't see you in the dark, and I tripped..." ::He quickly got to his feet and reaced out a shaking hand to help her up as well. He closed the door behind him with a free hand, hoping she wouldn't notice. He flashed her a fleeting smile and reached to light a nearby candle::

"Was there, uh, something you wanted...?"

[Evelyn]

Selina was suddenly pulled to the ground and fell with a thud. Her eyes looked up burning in anger, but softened as she saw it was Damien. Selina would have lashed out would it have been anyone else...He had her pinned to the ground and she smiled, her ruby lips spreading across her face. "I'm alright." She said slyly as he gave her a hand and she, oddly, accepted it.

She stood quickly, not calculating rightly the distance, and stood but a few inches from him. Staring into his violet eyes she felt captivated and had the greatest urge to simply kiss him, but she restrained. It was the oddest feeling...he was irresistable to her, something that NEVER happened to Selina. She slowly backed away, pulling a few strands of black locks behind her ear, and placing a hand on her hip. "I came to check on you, Damien. Barbossa wanted to know if you werer going to be alright..." Her eyes gazed over his body, from the tip of his boots and back at his eyes. "If EVERYTHING was in working condition." She told him with a sly smile, lifting a brow.

[Captain Morgan Barbossa]

:: Damien blinked, caught off-guard by this woman's obvious insinuation... In Italy, women were expected to be proper and composed. He would never have heard one of the ladies at his father's parties speak in this manner. The sudden electricity he felt flow through him told him immediately that he liked it. However, he chose to ignore the comment, deciding he needed freash air::

"I appreciate your concern, but I will be fine. Just need to re-adjust to my sea legs.... Care to join me above deck again? Barbossa may need a hand with...well...something." ::He flushed with a strange sense of embarassment, and gently pushed past her toward the stairs. His mind was racing::

::In Tortuga, hell even in Venice, he could have had any one he wanted, anyone that captured his fancy and his passion for the night. Yet he had never felt a sensation quite like this... He immediately ruled out love. He knew what it felt like to be in love...and to grieve. Yet as he thought about her, he felt an undeniable craving building in him::

"Not here, not yet...." ::he willed himself. He had to keep himself under control on this trip, no matter what. He had fed enough to survive for a few weeks, and they would undoubtedly stop at a few ports along the way... No, he couldn't risk exposing himself now, not when he was so close to Sparrow....::

[Evelyn]

Selina took a glance over at him once again. Selina had a sense about men, could tell what they liked...it had helped her do what she had been doing for so long. She had built an intuition about men and trusted her gut for anything. Although she was a bit clear on his liking of her forwardness, she was still a bit confused by this one. When he asked if she would join him on deck she nodded. "Of course...we could go on deck...I doubt we'll get any privacy there." Selina said with a small smile as she headed upwards with a small laugh.

When they reached the decks, disappointment could be noted on her face. He had not given in to her yet, why? Selina glanced over at him as she leaned agains the edge of the ship, looking out towards the streets of Tortuga, they were waiting for something, she knew that. She turned to Damien and gently nudged him. "So Damien...where do you come from?" Selina asked. It was odd what she felt towards him, could it be love? Selina had never before felt that sensation. She had never gotten close enough to feel that so she wouldn't know.

"I don't ever rePirate seeing you in Tortuga and I have been there for a long time." Selina said slowly, as her eyes gazed out towards the darkened town. The urge growing almost unbearable, but she hesitated. Even he could not bring her to him so easily...although she wished he would give her some sign that he longed for her as she longed for him...to sense his kiss...his very presence growing too much for her.