Pokemon of the Carribean

Disclaimer~I don't own the pokes or the PotC movie (Pirates of the Carribean for 
those of you abbreviatedly challenged). Part three is here, and I would like for 
you to Arr and Arr (get it? Arr is what pirates say, and R and R means read and 
review, and... oh, never mind)

This fic was editted by Lonepichu on May 26th, 2006

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Jack Swellow sat on a bed, holding his head in his hands, in the Queen Misteria. 
He had been thinking ever since he and Misty had set sail from Cerulean Island. 
She had said something that seemed to stick in his mind.

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Flash Back
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"Now hurry and get us outta here." Misty shouted at Jack Swellow.

"It seems I can't at the moment," Jack Swellow shouted as he held up his 
handcuffed-hands.

"I will, then." Misty released the sails and ran to the steering wheel.

"You, but-" Jack Swellow turned and saw the Salamance approaching fast, 
"alright." he sighed in defeat.

"Don't worry, I used to steer a ship all the time back when Ash and I traveled 
through the Orange Islands." She said confidently as she turned the wheel and 
the Queen Misteria pulled out of the dock.

"Ash," Jack Swellow paused, "I know that name."

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End Flash Back
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"Ash, I haven't heard that name in such a long time," he thought aloud as he got 
up and began to pace the room. "I wonder..."

Just then, Misty called out to him from the ship's deck. "Jack Swellow, come 
here, I think I've spotted land."

Jack Swellow hurried to the deck of the Queen Misteria. Misty was standing with 
her right eye looking through a telescope. Her long red hair was blowing in the 
night's sea breeze. The full moon above them shone dimly, as it was mostly 
covered by clouds.

"Here, look to the east." Misty passed Jack Swellow the telescope. He pointed it 
to the east and saw a small island that was brightly lit. He could also see 
several tattered sails.

"Ahh, that would be Celadon Island. The nicest place in the world; for pirates 
that is," Jack Swellow told her as he gave the telescope back to her. "We should 
be there in four hours."

"Four hours!? Why so long?" she shouted surprisedly.

"The wind is not blowing in our direction, and because of this it will take us 
longer." Jack Swellow turned the sail so that it faced in their favoured 
direction.

"Oh well, maybe we can get some sleep." Misty said as she headed down below 
deck.

"We won't get there 'til morning anyway, as it is late at night," Jack Swellow 
replied as he followed Misty. He was wanting to talk to her anyway 
about her pokemon journey, and about Ash. He knew an Ash, but it had been a long 
time since he had 'visited' him. In fact he hadn't 'visited' Ash since his 
father's death. Maybe Misty could also help him discover the identity of the 
red-headed girl that kept flashing through his memory.

Since there were six beds in one room, Misty and Jack Swellow were to sleep in 
the same room. Misty took a bed, and Jack Swellow took the one that was across 
the room from hers. He turned to her and said, "So tell me more about this Ash."

"What do you mean?" she asked in a startled tone.

"Well, what was he like and things like that." Jack Swellow sat up on the bed 
and took his hat off. He examined the hat in his hands, then put it back on his 
head.

"Ash, he was very stubborn, and he was always chasing after some pokemon or 
another. He was also caring, he would risk his life for those close to him. He 
also despised pirates. This one band of pirates kept following us and trying to 
steal our pokemon (Team Rocket), but they never managed to do it. Ash was my 
best human friend ever." she sighed, failing to say that she had loved him as 
well.

"Sounds like a good guy, I used to know someone like him before I was a pirate, 
but I can hardly remember anything from back then." Jack Swellow  strained 
himself to remember what he could. The image of red-headed girl with blue eyes 
flashed through his mind again.

"You mean there was a time when you weren't a pirate? I had always thought that 
pirates were born pirates," Misty said surprised.

"Not at all. Pirates become the way they are because of various reasons. My 
father had been a pirate since I was very young. He left me and my mother when 
he couldn't become a pokemon master. In a way, I followed in his footsteps." 
Jack Swellow laid back against the pillow and kicked off his boots.

"Ash didn't become a pokemon master either from what I've heard. So you went on 
a pokemon journey?"

"Yes, but even though that was not to long ago, I can't seem to remember 
anything from back then. Except this girl that keeps flashing through my mind."

"What kind of girl?" Misty asked, halfway interested.

"I don't even remember, but a red-headed girl with eyes the color of the sea 
keeps flashing through my mind." Jack Swellow closed his eyes and pulled the 
blanket over him. "I can only hope that one day I will find the meaning of what 
I remember."

"I'm sure you will Jack Swellow." Misty also laid back and closed her eyes.

Jack Swellow looked over at her from where she was laying. She had never called 
him by his name before, she had always called him 'Pirate.' He could already 
hear the rhythmic breathing of sleep coming from her bed. He closed his eyes 
once again. Soon sleep visited him and carried him off into slumberland.

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"I think I see a new species of pokemon over there," came a determined voice 
from a young teen with black hair and brown eyes. He ran over to the bushes of a 
lush island forest.

"Where? I want to see," said a red head girl running over to the boy.

"Misty, look! It's a Swellow. I've never seen one of them before. I like it." 
The boy turned to Misty and grinned.

"You have to weaken it if you want to catch it Ash, don't forget." Misty told 
Ash as the Swellow flew in front of them.

"I know, I know." he whined, then he called, "Pikachu, I choose you."

"Pika." A small yellow mouse pokemon with red cheeks and two brown stripes on 
it's back jumped off his shoulder to face the Swellow.

"Swellow!" Swellow faced Pikachu, and the two pokemon sized each other up.

"Pikachu, thunder bolt!" Ash yelled. Pikachu obeyed, and Swellow was singed. 
Swellow then recovered and flew at Pikachu. Pikachu jumped out of the way and 
hit Swellow with another thunder bolt. Pikachu scored a direct hit, and soon 
Swellow hit the ground in a faint.

"Alright! Pokeball, go!" Ash shouted as he threw a pokeball. The ball hit 
Swellow and Swellow was sucked inside. The ball wiggled a few times, then was 
still. Ash picked up the ball and jumped into the air. "Yes! I caught a 
Swellow!" he shouted victoriously as Pikachu held up a peace sign with it's 
fingers.

"Alright Ash. We should head to the pokemon center to heal that new Swellow of 
yours," Misty suggested and Ash shook his head in agreement. The two walked 
along in silence untill they reached a small island village. The village was 
small, but luckily it had a pokemon center.

Ash and Misty walked inside and headed to the counter. "Can I help you?" Nurse 
Joy asked the two as they reached the counter.

"Yes, I just recently caught a Swellow and I want to make sure that it's okay," 
Ash told her as he handed her Swellow's pokeball.

"I'll check it, and it shouldn't take long." Nurse Joy said as she took his 
pokeball to the back. Ash and Misty sat down on a bench.

"Hey Ash," Misty called, getting his attention.

"Yeah?" Ash inquired as he turned to face Misty.

"Do you believe in pirates?" she asked him.

"They used to sail the seas, but they aren't around anymore, so not really," he 
answered as best he could.

"Good because I had a really strange dream last night." Misty said as she 
yawned.

"Me too, but mine was about a mind-reading hamburger. What was yours about?" Ash 
asked.

'Typical, he dreams of food' Misty thought to herself, then said to him. "I had 
a dream that there was a pirate that stole my Togetic, and then I enlisted the 
help of a pirate named Jack Swellow. We sailed off to find a ship called the 
Black Clamperl so I could get my Togetic back. Crazy, huh?" she giggled.

"Did you ever return the last golden rose to them?" Ash asked, his voice got 
oddly deeper as he spoke.

"No, I... how did you know about that?" Misty asked Ash, but instead of the Ash 
she knew, she saw him grow before her eyes. "What's going on here?" she shouted.

"Maybe the better question would be, do you believe in pirates." Ash said as his 
features became hard, and bags formed under his eyes. He then began to sprout 
the clothing of a pirate.

"You're not Ash!" Misty shrieked, then she gasped as he turned to face her and 
she saw a familiar grin. "You're that pirate, Jack Swellow."

"I will ask you again, do you believe in pirates," he questioned harshly. 
Outside, the sky became dark and moonlight lit the room. Jack Swellow stepped 
back into the moonlight to reveal, not flesh, but bones. He grabbed a cup of 
wine from a table and began to drink, however the wine flowed out his ribcage 
and stained his ribs purple (the color of the wine).

Misty shook her head yes in response to Jack Swellow's question; she was too 
frightened to say anything.

"I will ask you one more thing, do you believe in ghost stories?" Jack Swellow 
asked harshly, still no flesh upon him. As he spoke his bones rattled and 
lightning flashed outside the window.

Misty did a little nod as she stepped back as far as she could from the bones. 
Jack Swellow swiveled his skull to look at her. She gasped in fright to see that 
one eye was still in the socket, and it was staring at her. The other was 
hanging out, however it was still connected by muscle, so it was dangling out of 
the socket.

"Your choice to believe is wise. I say this to you because," at this moment, 
Pikachu jumped on his boney shoulder. Pikachu was exposed to the 
moonlight, and Pikachu was also no longer flesh, but bone. Pikachu had both it's 
eyes and stared at Misty as well. "You're in one." Ash finished.

Misty backed up more, and she bumped into something. She turned to see a mirror, 
but the reflection she saw was of a skeleton with blue eyes staring back at her. 
She screamed and the reflection screamed as well. She cried and the reflection 
did the same.

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"Why are you crying Misty?" a voice asked from beside her. She looked up to see 
the face of a fleshed Jack Swellow looking concerned above her.

"Oh, I had a horrible dream," she sobbed as the images from her dream flashed 
through her mind.

"Don't worry, it was only a dream," Jack Swellow said, trying to comfort her. 
However at that moment the ship jerked violently. Jack Swellow fell from where 
he was standing, and landed on the floor. "What in the world?"

Jack Swellow ran above deck as Misty followed. Jack looked arouned, when another 
violent jerk shook the ship. Jack Swellow managed to keep his footing and as 
soon as the ship steadied itself, he moved to look over the stern.

"Sharpedo," he scowled. A sharpedo was attacking the ship. He took a pokeball 
from his belt and threw it into the air. "Pikachu, come out." The 
pokemon appeared beside him. This pokemon looked a little worse for the wear. 
One of it's ears had nicks in it, it had a scar down it's back, and it appeared 
as if something had tried to bite it's tail, as the tip was missing.

"Stop the sharpedo," Jack Swellow yelled to the Pikachu. Pikachu jumped up on 
the stern and stared at the sharpedo. The wind blew in his face, and he had to 
squint to see. Pikachu spotted the sharpedo, and managed to dodge a close hydro 
pump.

"Thunder!" Jack Swellow yelled. Pikachu obeyed, and with just one thunder, the 
sharpedo fainted. Jack Swellow threw a pokeball at the sharpedo. "Now I can be 
sure that this sharpedo won't attack the ship again," Jack Swellow said as the 
pokeball floated along the surface of the waves. "Swellow, bring me that 
pokeball," he called as he threw the pokeball that contained his Swellow.

Swellow obeyed and dropped the pokeball into Jack Swellow's outstretched hand. 
Jack Swellow grined as the Pikachu jumped onto his shoulder. "Sharpedo, you 
picked the wrong pirate to mess with." The wind blew Jack Swellow's hair and a 
grin stretched across his face as he held out the pokeball.

Misty looked at Jack Swellow with the Pikachu on his shoulder, and gasped. Could 
it be?

Jack Swellow looked at Misty, and the image of the red-head flashed through his 
mind. However, now the face had a body, and the resemblance was uncanny. Jack 
Swellow began to get more flashes of things he thought he had forgotten. He now 
knew who the girl was.

"Misty, it's you." Jack Swellow said quietly to himself. "You're the girl in my 
memory, but how?"

Misty looked at Jack Swellow and asked quietly "Ash, is that you?"

"Ash," Jack Swellow paused, finally remembering, "I haven't had anyone call me 
that in a long time."

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Lot of plot twists and turns in this part. Review and let me know what you 
think.

'Till next time, this is the Lonepichu signing off