Kimmy-Sama

Hector Barbossa: Beginnings By: Kimmie-Sama Chapter Fourteen It would be another year and a half before Hector Barbossa returned to Marseille. The entire time he was away from the French port where he had last heard of Lucina, his boat did not stay far from the Mediterranean Sea. In fact much of his time was spent there, making a name for himself as the Pirate Lord. Of course he did get some hassle from Chevalle, just not directly. A few of Chevalle's crew seemed to dislike the way Barbossa ruled over the surrounding waters and the few attempts to kill him off were quickly resolved with cannon fire and gun powder. It was soon known that h

Hector Barbossa: Beginnings By: Kimmie-Sama Chapter Thirteen Even in the bright daylight outside, the room where Barbossa was dragged into was darker then if the middle of night came upon them. Only the light from the candles on the chandlers gave enough visibility to the dark colors and lavish gold's and silver's the area was cluttered with. Chairs were around him, but the only table visible was one in the far corner of the large room where a few people sat. Not surprised to see a few women lounging around the room, he gave them all quick glances at their faces as if expecting to see Lucina. Yet none of the powdered faces matched and ev

Hector Barbossa: Beginnings By: Kimmie-Sama Chapter Twelve Night came too swiftly for Hector's taste. Even if it had only been a day since he had come to this busy port, despair took him, on the lines that he would never again see the blond woman who he had been searching for. With no guarantee that she was even alive made the feeling grow with each moment he stared into the foreign skies. Water gently hit the docks he stood on, making the sounds he was soothed by but never had he felt this anxious. Men walked past him now and then as he stood tall and straight, his eyes focused on the littered diamonds in the blackened sky. A few shimmer

Three Favors By: Kimmie-Sama Allegiances "Je cherche le maître de dock." Jack Sparrow did a blatant double take. The man whom spoke was none other then Hector Barbossa, the man who Jack was sure had no other qualities other then being able to deal with smelly monkey's. Yet there he was, speaking perfect French to the man who had been standing at the end of the docks. The man spouted off something in return and pointed north. Without a thanks, Hector turned and walked past the small group that had just left the long boat. "More to him then meets the eye, eh?" Jack muttered, never really talking to anyone but himself and not really ne

Three Favors By: Kimmie-Sama The Storm Like curtains shading the light from the sun, Elizabeth's hair acted like drapes that blocked the candlelight from the sides of the bed. Jack for once felt really awed by a woman, her exquisite beauty was something you never really found except once in a lifetime. For all the hard luck Jack Sparrow had to live with, he had a wonderfully breathtaking lady sitting on top of him in the cabin of his most beloved ship. The world was now complete. "Jack Sparrow, you are by far the worst influence on a lady." Her words toyed with him, bordered on the line of playful and stern. The warm glow of the firelight