Fic - "Wraith..." pt. 16
Title: The Wraith of Jack (16/?)
By: S.M.
Rating: R
Warning: m/m, violence/torture, rape, angst, supernatural
Characters/Pairings: Jack/Norrington, Jack/Will
Disclaimer: I don't own POTC; all belong to Elliott, Rossio, etc.
Summary: There are individuals who seek to say "goodbye" or who are in severe danger - what was his reason for coming?
A/N: I couldn't help it. :(
Previous parts can be found in my memories.
****
The morning dawned, and Jack wearily opened his puffy eyes. He was baffled to find James lying beside him. The man was already awake, and he smiled upon seeing Jack staring at him.
“Good morning,” James said quietly.
“Good mornin’, love. Shouldn’t you be gone by now, eh?”
“I already went by to tell him I would be taking a couple of days off.”
Jack beamed cheerfully. “That’s very kind of you.” He moved his head forward to take James’ lips with his for a quick, yet sensual kiss. “What did ye have in mind for today?”
“I thought we may tour the area a bit. There’s a small river nearby and gorgeous flowers and trees are all about.”
“Sounds fantastic.”
“Yes?”
Jack cupped James’ face in his hands and kissed him several times before answering, “Yes.”
****
They had traveled around for quite awhile before deciding to rest on the grass by the river. Jack lay on his back and James did the same.
A few minutes passed before the former Commodore spoke aloud.
“Care to go for a bit of a swim?”
Jack cocked his head in a curious manner. “Here?”
“Yes, here.”
James stood and started shedding his clothes. Jack sat up and observed him mischievously. The young male really did have quite a nice body. James smiled smugly when he noticed Jack watching him.
“Come join me.”
He crossed to the water’s edge and jumped in. Jack stripped and carefully maneuvered himself closer with his crutches. When he was where James had been standing, he repeated the action. He rapidly broke through the surface and gasped.
“It’s freezin’!”
“What did you expect?”
Jack laughed shakily. “I don’t know.”
“Move about. You’ll warm up.”
He lunged at James and playfully tackled him under the water. He popped back up seconds later and began to swim away.
“You’re horrible!” James chuckled.
Jack looked over his shoulder and grinned seductively. “Come get me, darlin’.”
James instantly obliged. He moved quicker than Jack had anticipated and once caught, James snaked his arms about the pirate’s waist to bring him tightly against his body. Jack entwined a strand of James’ hair about his finger and released a small chuckle.
“What’s funny?” James asked.
“Did ya ever think about how….bizarre this is? The man who was so bound to the law and lived to see me dead, is now the one I share a bed with at night?”
“It’s amazing how things change.”
Jack’s expression faltered to sorrow, but he speedily concealed it. “Aye, it is.”
Jack put his arms about James’ neck as they passionately began to kiss one another. James’ hands ventured downward to gently grasp the pirate’s round backside. The older man’s hips bucked forward and he released a pleased moan.
He did not even know how he eventually ended up on his back on the bank of the river with James thrusting inside of him zealously.
****
Two weeks passed lazily by, and Jack was growing tired of the everyday scenery. He had not been around any other people besides James and Amelia since leaving his ship. It would also be good, in his mind, to get some more exercise in order to strengthen his leg.
“I’m goin’ to go into town today,” he said mundanely to Amelia as he walked by her to the bedroom.
“Are ye goin’ like that?” she asked and looked down the hallway.
“No,” he responded loud enough for her to hear. “I thought somethin’ of James’ might do.”
Amelia smiled. “Um-hm, I’m sure he’d love that.”
“Course he would! He should be flattered that I’d choose anythin’ from his….drab attire. Ah!”
A couple of minutes ticked away until Jack emerged from the room and treaded toward the main area. Amelia stifled a laugh. The pirate had done his best to stuff his thick hair under James’ powdered white wig, and he wore an elegant red and gold overcoat.
“How do I look?” he inquired confidently.
“It’ll do,” she replied with an amused grin.
As he strolled out the front door, he spoke over his shoulder, “Tell James where I went if he asks. If he’s even back before I am.”
****
The journey had been taxing from atop the hill to the bustling town below, but he pushed aside the evidence of weariness and started his exploration.
It was fantastic to be among other people. He entertained himself by providing a charming smile and sweet greeting to the women who passed by. Several giggled and the others returned the hello.
Yes, it was certainly a well-deserved break from seclusion.
****
Evening approached and James arrived home just before the sun had completely set. Jack was seated on the sofa and eagerly beckoned him. James chuckled and went to him.
“What are you all excited for?” he inquired kindly.
“I took a trip into town today-”
“What?” James appeared worried. “People could’ve recognized you. And your health-”
Jack rolled his eyes. “Stop ruinin’ the moment, will ya? No one recognized me because I dressed in some of your clothes. And it felt good to exert meself a bit. Now, while I was out, I got ya somethin’.”
He presented the gift he had been hiding behind him. James’ expression softened and he smiled broadly. It was a necklace made from a leather cord that had three different colors of jewels hanging from it: blue, green, and red - all beautiful.
“Oh, it’s wonderful,” James said happily.
“Come here.”
Jack motioned for him to bend down slightly. The young man did and the pirate put his arms around his neck in order to tie the necklace.
“There,” Jack stated and pulled away. “Nice, eh?”
“Very.”
“I couldn’t resist gettin’ it. Too tempting.”
“Thank you for it.”
James kissed him in appreciation.
Needless to say, Jack was rather proud of himself for the day.
****
Will knew the familiar feeling. He no longer was surprised when it came.
He got up from his bed and let the moonlight guide his way into the main part of the cabin. From the corner, he heard jeers, dehumanizing names, and miserable moaning. The apparition came shortly after.
Jack was sedated on the floor as a man raped him cruelly. The pirate’s fingers scratched at the ground and he quaked incessantly.
Will experienced a stabbing sensation through his heart when Jack turned his head to gaze at him with red, swollen eyes.
“Please, help me,” he choked out.
The captain ran toward him, but Jack and his attacker both disappeared as he approached. He stood, rooted to the spot, and breathed heavily. Sweat dripped off of him as cold encompassed him.
He soon raced out of the quarters and shouted, “Gibbs!”
“Aye!”
“Set the course for Port Royal.”
“Aye, sir.”
****
The appeal of getting away once again compelled Jack to put on his “costume” and travel to town the next day. He ventured around aimlessly and observed everything about him. It was as if he had been severed from the world entirely and was now finally able to re-enter it.
He paused at another outside seller’s booth to look at more jewelry. The rings in particular caught his attention. There were a few people crowding the area about him, and one bumped into him, causing him to grab his crutches to keep his balance. The jade stoned ring landed on the ground. He began struggling to kneel in an attempt to fetch it, but a man crouched and said, “I’ll get it.”
The voice made Jack’s lungs cease to draw in air. It froze him with terror. The fear was confirmed as the man stood to hand him the ring.
Jack’s mouth opened and his eyes widened. It seemed to take the man a brief period to ascertain who Jack was in turn. The loss of his leg and his thumbs gave him away.
“It’s you,” Bradley said in disbelief. “You survived.” He tried his best to act shocked.
“An-” His throat constricted, catching the words before they could be said. He swallowed a few times and coughed. “And you.”
“They killed everyone, though a couple of us escaped as you can see.”
Jack nodded. He was utterly petrified; he could not do much else.
“Where are your fellow captives now?”
The pirate’s breath was shallow, making it harder still to speak. “A-Around. They all went on their own ways. I don’t know where they are now. No clue,” he ended with a tiny smile.
“Look, uh….I know you’ll probably never forgive me for the part I played in your imprisonment, but how about I get you a drink?”
Jack’s head shook ever so slightly. “No thanks, mate.”
“Please. I would be honored.”
Jack was so horrified by the man, he did not want to make him upset.
He nodded and in a quivering whisper said, “All right.”
“Yes?”
“Y-Yes. I could use a rum right now.”
Jack begged himself to quit being afraid. After all, Bradley had never been one to do any of the sexual assaults, nor a harsh beating. He kept up well alongside Bradley despite his tremulously leg.
“There’s a popular tavern that’s opened fairly recently,” Bradley stated casually. “It’s not far. I know it must be difficult to get around.”
“Aye, it is.”
The sign had been taken down, and he had not been to the building in over a year. Bradley entered first and held the door open for Jack. Once Jack was inside, he glanced around and immediately knew something was amiss. It was Brown’s old smithy that Will used to work at. The old man had retired months ago when another was built on the other side of town.
He jumped when the door slammed shut. Benjamin was gone.
“H-Hello?” He felt like a piece of bait for a vicious shark to devour.
He almost collapsed to the floor as Garner, Daniels, and Carter came out of hiding.
Bradley closed his eyes and swallowed. The sounds of Jack’s futile fight reached him outside. The pitiful pleas and whimpers made his heart pound faster. It was not right; he knew it, though he could not bring himself to go against his three comrades.
Jack’s clothes were ripped from his body and numerous, powerful kicks made him curl up in pain.
“Did you miss us, Jackie boy?” Carter cooed.
Jack coughed and wiped his bloody lip. Daniels and Carter restrained him on the ground by holding his hands above his head. The defenseless pirate thrashed about to free himself, but he was nowhere near strong enough.
“Let’s make him really squirm,” Garner said as he moved to the healthy fire in the hearth. He grasped the handle of a red-hot poker and strolled to their victim.
“No, please, don’t,” Jack begged as tears came to his eyes. “Please, be merciful.”
Garner grabbed hold of Jack’s foot and pressed the instrument firmly against the bottom of it. Jack wailed in agony, though a hand quickly smothered it by covering his mouth. He writhed about to get away from the intense burning sensation.
At last it was removed and Garner took it to the flames once more to heat it up again. He returned after a moment and grinned devilishly.
“How about here?”
He put the scorching end of his torture device against the inside of Jack’s thigh near his manhood. Jack screamed and began to sob hysterically. He banged his head against the hard ground and shook violently.
The poker was dragged upward to his stomach and stayed there for a time. Jack shrieked and panted for breath.
“Flip him over.”
Carter and Daniels obeyed and kept him in place.
“Just one more.”
Jack’s fingers clawed at the hay strewn, dirt floor frenziedly as the searing pain went across his round backside. It was slid up and down to make sure no portion of the tender flesh was untouched.
Finally, Garner tossed the poker aside and nodded. The two men turned Jack onto his back as Garner undid his trousers.
“We should each ride him a couple of times. How does that sound?” he yelled at Jack before slapping his face with tremendous force. Jack groaned weakly and closed his eyes.
All of the humiliation, torment, and degradation he had suppressed resurfaced in full.
By: S.M.
Rating: R
Warning: m/m, violence/torture, rape, angst, supernatural
Characters/Pairings: Jack/Norrington, Jack/Will
Disclaimer: I don't own POTC; all belong to Elliott, Rossio, etc.
Summary: There are individuals who seek to say "goodbye" or who are in severe danger - what was his reason for coming?
A/N: I couldn't help it. :(
Previous parts can be found in my memories.
****
The morning dawned, and Jack wearily opened his puffy eyes. He was baffled to find James lying beside him. The man was already awake, and he smiled upon seeing Jack staring at him.
“Good morning,” James said quietly.
“Good mornin’, love. Shouldn’t you be gone by now, eh?”
“I already went by to tell him I would be taking a couple of days off.”
Jack beamed cheerfully. “That’s very kind of you.” He moved his head forward to take James’ lips with his for a quick, yet sensual kiss. “What did ye have in mind for today?”
“I thought we may tour the area a bit. There’s a small river nearby and gorgeous flowers and trees are all about.”
“Sounds fantastic.”
“Yes?”
Jack cupped James’ face in his hands and kissed him several times before answering, “Yes.”
****
They had traveled around for quite awhile before deciding to rest on the grass by the river. Jack lay on his back and James did the same.
A few minutes passed before the former Commodore spoke aloud.
“Care to go for a bit of a swim?”
Jack cocked his head in a curious manner. “Here?”
“Yes, here.”
James stood and started shedding his clothes. Jack sat up and observed him mischievously. The young male really did have quite a nice body. James smiled smugly when he noticed Jack watching him.
“Come join me.”
He crossed to the water’s edge and jumped in. Jack stripped and carefully maneuvered himself closer with his crutches. When he was where James had been standing, he repeated the action. He rapidly broke through the surface and gasped.
“It’s freezin’!”
“What did you expect?”
Jack laughed shakily. “I don’t know.”
“Move about. You’ll warm up.”
He lunged at James and playfully tackled him under the water. He popped back up seconds later and began to swim away.
“You’re horrible!” James chuckled.
Jack looked over his shoulder and grinned seductively. “Come get me, darlin’.”
James instantly obliged. He moved quicker than Jack had anticipated and once caught, James snaked his arms about the pirate’s waist to bring him tightly against his body. Jack entwined a strand of James’ hair about his finger and released a small chuckle.
“What’s funny?” James asked.
“Did ya ever think about how….bizarre this is? The man who was so bound to the law and lived to see me dead, is now the one I share a bed with at night?”
“It’s amazing how things change.”
Jack’s expression faltered to sorrow, but he speedily concealed it. “Aye, it is.”
Jack put his arms about James’ neck as they passionately began to kiss one another. James’ hands ventured downward to gently grasp the pirate’s round backside. The older man’s hips bucked forward and he released a pleased moan.
He did not even know how he eventually ended up on his back on the bank of the river with James thrusting inside of him zealously.
****
Two weeks passed lazily by, and Jack was growing tired of the everyday scenery. He had not been around any other people besides James and Amelia since leaving his ship. It would also be good, in his mind, to get some more exercise in order to strengthen his leg.
“I’m goin’ to go into town today,” he said mundanely to Amelia as he walked by her to the bedroom.
“Are ye goin’ like that?” she asked and looked down the hallway.
“No,” he responded loud enough for her to hear. “I thought somethin’ of James’ might do.”
Amelia smiled. “Um-hm, I’m sure he’d love that.”
“Course he would! He should be flattered that I’d choose anythin’ from his….drab attire. Ah!”
A couple of minutes ticked away until Jack emerged from the room and treaded toward the main area. Amelia stifled a laugh. The pirate had done his best to stuff his thick hair under James’ powdered white wig, and he wore an elegant red and gold overcoat.
“How do I look?” he inquired confidently.
“It’ll do,” she replied with an amused grin.
As he strolled out the front door, he spoke over his shoulder, “Tell James where I went if he asks. If he’s even back before I am.”
****
The journey had been taxing from atop the hill to the bustling town below, but he pushed aside the evidence of weariness and started his exploration.
It was fantastic to be among other people. He entertained himself by providing a charming smile and sweet greeting to the women who passed by. Several giggled and the others returned the hello.
Yes, it was certainly a well-deserved break from seclusion.
****
Evening approached and James arrived home just before the sun had completely set. Jack was seated on the sofa and eagerly beckoned him. James chuckled and went to him.
“What are you all excited for?” he inquired kindly.
“I took a trip into town today-”
“What?” James appeared worried. “People could’ve recognized you. And your health-”
Jack rolled his eyes. “Stop ruinin’ the moment, will ya? No one recognized me because I dressed in some of your clothes. And it felt good to exert meself a bit. Now, while I was out, I got ya somethin’.”
He presented the gift he had been hiding behind him. James’ expression softened and he smiled broadly. It was a necklace made from a leather cord that had three different colors of jewels hanging from it: blue, green, and red - all beautiful.
“Oh, it’s wonderful,” James said happily.
“Come here.”
Jack motioned for him to bend down slightly. The young man did and the pirate put his arms around his neck in order to tie the necklace.
“There,” Jack stated and pulled away. “Nice, eh?”
“Very.”
“I couldn’t resist gettin’ it. Too tempting.”
“Thank you for it.”
James kissed him in appreciation.
Needless to say, Jack was rather proud of himself for the day.
****
Will knew the familiar feeling. He no longer was surprised when it came.
He got up from his bed and let the moonlight guide his way into the main part of the cabin. From the corner, he heard jeers, dehumanizing names, and miserable moaning. The apparition came shortly after.
Jack was sedated on the floor as a man raped him cruelly. The pirate’s fingers scratched at the ground and he quaked incessantly.
Will experienced a stabbing sensation through his heart when Jack turned his head to gaze at him with red, swollen eyes.
“Please, help me,” he choked out.
The captain ran toward him, but Jack and his attacker both disappeared as he approached. He stood, rooted to the spot, and breathed heavily. Sweat dripped off of him as cold encompassed him.
He soon raced out of the quarters and shouted, “Gibbs!”
“Aye!”
“Set the course for Port Royal.”
“Aye, sir.”
****
The appeal of getting away once again compelled Jack to put on his “costume” and travel to town the next day. He ventured around aimlessly and observed everything about him. It was as if he had been severed from the world entirely and was now finally able to re-enter it.
He paused at another outside seller’s booth to look at more jewelry. The rings in particular caught his attention. There were a few people crowding the area about him, and one bumped into him, causing him to grab his crutches to keep his balance. The jade stoned ring landed on the ground. He began struggling to kneel in an attempt to fetch it, but a man crouched and said, “I’ll get it.”
The voice made Jack’s lungs cease to draw in air. It froze him with terror. The fear was confirmed as the man stood to hand him the ring.
Jack’s mouth opened and his eyes widened. It seemed to take the man a brief period to ascertain who Jack was in turn. The loss of his leg and his thumbs gave him away.
“It’s you,” Bradley said in disbelief. “You survived.” He tried his best to act shocked.
“An-” His throat constricted, catching the words before they could be said. He swallowed a few times and coughed. “And you.”
“They killed everyone, though a couple of us escaped as you can see.”
Jack nodded. He was utterly petrified; he could not do much else.
“Where are your fellow captives now?”
The pirate’s breath was shallow, making it harder still to speak. “A-Around. They all went on their own ways. I don’t know where they are now. No clue,” he ended with a tiny smile.
“Look, uh….I know you’ll probably never forgive me for the part I played in your imprisonment, but how about I get you a drink?”
Jack’s head shook ever so slightly. “No thanks, mate.”
“Please. I would be honored.”
Jack was so horrified by the man, he did not want to make him upset.
He nodded and in a quivering whisper said, “All right.”
“Yes?”
“Y-Yes. I could use a rum right now.”
Jack begged himself to quit being afraid. After all, Bradley had never been one to do any of the sexual assaults, nor a harsh beating. He kept up well alongside Bradley despite his tremulously leg.
“There’s a popular tavern that’s opened fairly recently,” Bradley stated casually. “It’s not far. I know it must be difficult to get around.”
“Aye, it is.”
The sign had been taken down, and he had not been to the building in over a year. Bradley entered first and held the door open for Jack. Once Jack was inside, he glanced around and immediately knew something was amiss. It was Brown’s old smithy that Will used to work at. The old man had retired months ago when another was built on the other side of town.
He jumped when the door slammed shut. Benjamin was gone.
“H-Hello?” He felt like a piece of bait for a vicious shark to devour.
He almost collapsed to the floor as Garner, Daniels, and Carter came out of hiding.
Bradley closed his eyes and swallowed. The sounds of Jack’s futile fight reached him outside. The pitiful pleas and whimpers made his heart pound faster. It was not right; he knew it, though he could not bring himself to go against his three comrades.
Jack’s clothes were ripped from his body and numerous, powerful kicks made him curl up in pain.
“Did you miss us, Jackie boy?” Carter cooed.
Jack coughed and wiped his bloody lip. Daniels and Carter restrained him on the ground by holding his hands above his head. The defenseless pirate thrashed about to free himself, but he was nowhere near strong enough.
“Let’s make him really squirm,” Garner said as he moved to the healthy fire in the hearth. He grasped the handle of a red-hot poker and strolled to their victim.
“No, please, don’t,” Jack begged as tears came to his eyes. “Please, be merciful.”
Garner grabbed hold of Jack’s foot and pressed the instrument firmly against the bottom of it. Jack wailed in agony, though a hand quickly smothered it by covering his mouth. He writhed about to get away from the intense burning sensation.
At last it was removed and Garner took it to the flames once more to heat it up again. He returned after a moment and grinned devilishly.
“How about here?”
He put the scorching end of his torture device against the inside of Jack’s thigh near his manhood. Jack screamed and began to sob hysterically. He banged his head against the hard ground and shook violently.
The poker was dragged upward to his stomach and stayed there for a time. Jack shrieked and panted for breath.
“Flip him over.”
Carter and Daniels obeyed and kept him in place.
“Just one more.”
Jack’s fingers clawed at the hay strewn, dirt floor frenziedly as the searing pain went across his round backside. It was slid up and down to make sure no portion of the tender flesh was untouched.
Finally, Garner tossed the poker aside and nodded. The two men turned Jack onto his back as Garner undid his trousers.
“We should each ride him a couple of times. How does that sound?” he yelled at Jack before slapping his face with tremendous force. Jack groaned weakly and closed his eyes.
All of the humiliation, torment, and degradation he had suppressed resurfaced in full.