Emma could remember fingers tangled in her curls, the weight of a hand settling on the small of her back, a smile meant only for her eyes. To have a soft kiss pressed against her lips, tentative and sweet, to share each other’s breath. Emma knew what it was to have someone by her side until he’d been taken away.
She’s spent near to half her life watching the horizon line, waiting for the tides to bring back what the sea once claimed.
Killian looked down at his hands, stained crimson with his brother’s blood, before staring across the deck as the pirate ship left his shattered world in its wake, and wondered what they could possibly have stood to gain from his loss.
He’s lost everything, his family, his love, even his hand. The one thing he believes he can- no, will – get back is his ship.
If no one else would do anything, Henry certainly would. He was going to save his mother, and the way he saw it, there was only one person in the entirety of Fort Charles that could possibly help him. Someone who had nothing to lose but his life, and everything to gain.
He doesn’t know much about the world beyond the stories he reads, but he’s determined to save the person he loves most.
A Captain Swan story, based on Pirates of the Caribbean.
Rating: T
Content Warnings: Violence, Swearing, Minor Character Death
AN: Round two! I was blown away by the response to the prologue, thanks everyone! I hope you enjoy this one even more! Thanks as always to the CSBB gang, my amazing beta @huffleporg , and to Ady for the beautiful artwork. I can’t wait for you guys to see it.
Chapter One: Sail Forth
His head was throbbing.
He could feel his pulse pounding in his ears, behind his eyelids, and though he resisted the immediate urge to open them and check, he was rather certain there was a chain around his right hand, and quite possibly his ankle as well .
It’d been years since Killian had last let himself fall so deeply into his cups that he couldn’t see straight and woke up in a strange place besides, and he was fairly confident he hadn’t the night before, either – if there’s one thing Captain Hook prided himself on, it was his ability to hold his rum. He wondered if perhaps the bastards hadn’t slipped him something to ascertain his accordance with their plans, however unwilling his cooperation might have been.
That rat bastard Smee was supposed to be watching the door.
Check out this week’s update as we begin to see bits of the Pirates of the Caribbean lore woven into this tale. While we can’t wait to find out what led a young Killian from where we left him last with Emma to Captain Hook’s cell, we are certainly intrigued by Emma’s reaction to the mere mention of Hook’s moniker by Henry. Surely she has no reason to want to see the boy she saved so long ago dangling from the end of a rope! And what will happen if Hook isn’t the only pirate who has come to Port Royal? Parley?