Title: Vampire Pirate
Author: Maeve Bran
Summary: Angelus spies his next victim to sire.
Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy or Angel or Pirates of the Caribbean.
Notes: For the August fic-a-day. Set during the Tortuga scene in Dead Man's Chest. Takes place after events mentioned in my fic "From the Angel File - 1789".
The tavern on Tortuga was busy as usual. The rum was flowing. Pirates and sailors of all types were taking a rest. The bar wenches were busy serving drinks and trying to stay out of reach from the more loathsome customers while enticing the more desirable ones. The place was a din of activity-- just the way Angelus liked it.
Angelus was alone in the tavern as Darla had already found a new victim to sire. She would be busy for at least a couple of weeks. That suited Angelus very well. He could do the same without her nagging him to share the spoils. He was on the prowl for his next victim. None of the serving wenches caught his fancy, but there was one 'lady' that did. He didn't think she was a lady in the true sense of the word, however, as she was wearing man's clothing.
A fight had just broken out because a drunk had been trying to sign on to the Black Pearl, but he had some disagreement with the First Mate. Something about the Captain of that ship being the cause of the drunk's loss of his commission in the Royal Navy. Whatever the cause, an all out brawl was in progress. Angelus sat back to watch and take in the destruction. The 'lady' in breeches was in the middle of it all. She obviously was trying to pass as a teenage boy. It probably fooled the drunks in the tavern but Angelus could smell the scent of womanhood on her.
She was magnificent. She was handling the sword in her hand as well as any man and doing so with a fluid grace. Angelus wondered what she would be like handling a different sword in the privacy of his chambers. He started to make his way towards her, but stopped when she picked up a bottle and hit the drunk over the head with it.
"I just wanted to do that myself," she declared as everyone stopped and looked at her.
The crowd cheered and took the drunk out and threw him into the pig sty. The 'lady' followed and tried to revive the drunk; she obviously knew him. There were too many people hanging about for Angelus to make his move, so he just followed the 'lady' and the drunk. They ended up on the Black Pearl.
'Too bad Barbossa's no longer Captain' Angelus thought. 'Him could deal with. But this new Captain, for all that he is a pirate, he has a sense of honor. No way he'd give me the 'lady'. I'll just have to wait till she comes back.'