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The Devil's Own - Part 1 - Jack Sparrow x Reader

Standing at the helm, the captain of the Devil's Own began to speak.

"My name is Captain (y/f/n) (y/l/n). This ship and its entire crew now belong to me, to do with as I see fit. Do not waste your last breaths on this earth begging for mercy, as none will be given. Do not try and appeal to my better nature, because I assure you, I do not have one. I advise you all to say your last goodbyes, or pray to whichever pathetic god you may choose, for this will be the last few moments of your paltry lives." The captain said, as she walked down the steps onto the deck. As she drew closer to the crew, the men could feel themselves shake, as beautiful as the captain was, her mere proximity was terrifying.

"Now to choose which one of you pathetic creatures gets to live to tell the tale." The captain said, as she walked around the deck staring down at the terrified crew, occasionally placing her hand underneath a man's chin forcing his eyes up to meet her glowing green orbs. Out of the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of a small figure. Her demeanour changed as she walked slowly over to what was obviously a young boy.

"Look at me boy." Her voice was calm and gentle now. The boy raised his head wiping tears from his eyes and blowing his nose on a dirty rag.

She crouched down to look at him. "There is no reason to be afraid of me; what is your name child?"

The boy took a deep breath and whispered. "My names Jack captain, Jack Sparrow." He said, as she stared into his hazel eyes smiling sweetly at him.

"Jack? Hmmm, I like that name. Tell me Jack have you always wanted to be at sea?" The young boy seemed to get more confident as the beautiful captain appeared to be interested in him.

"Aye captain. I want to be a great captain like you and have a fast ship just like yours."

The captain chuckled and placed a few stray strands of his hair behind his ear.

"Well Jack, I'm sure that one day you will be. Tell me, if I let you live would you go and tell everyone what happened here today?" She asked, watching as he nodded frantically.

"Yes, captain I'll tell everyone." Young Jack promised, as he sat up a little straighter.

She leaned in and kissed him gently on the forehead, before whispering into his ear.

"This is the kiss of the sea Jack, you will never be happier than when you are sailing, with the wind in your hair and sea spray hitting your cheeks. One day this kiss will bring me back to you. One day you will be a great captain, my little Sparrow."

With that she moved back smiling as she looked into his hazel eyes.

"Mister Christian!" She called out to her first mate.

The large blonde man stepped forward. "Aye captain?"

"I want the rest of the crew slaughtered, and I want their souls brought straight to me, but leave the boy. When the ship has given up anything of use, I want some of the men to take this ship and sail young Mister Sparrow to the nearest safe inhabited island and leave him there. He is not to be harmed; do you understand?" She asked, her eyes never leaving those of the young boy.

The first mate nodded. "Aye captain."

The man placed a glowing branding iron in his captain's hand.

"This is to prove to everyone that what you say is true Jack. It's going to hurt, but it has to be done." She said, pulling him in and holding his head to her chest.

"Hold on to me tight Jack and be brave." Jack felt a searing pain in his arm but didn't cry out, being too distracted by the sound of the captain gently singing into his ear. When the pain was gone, the warmth of her body against his small frame disappeared as she stood away from him.