A thick fog lies over still waters as a naval ship floats by. A child stands at the stern of the ship singing in a small voice, "Drink up me hearties yo ho
We're rascals scoundrels villains and knaves
Drink up me hearties yo ho
Were devils and black sheep and really bad eggs
Drink up me hear---"
A burly man grabs the child's wrist from behind, "Do you wish to bring pirates down about our ears."
A large and rather rotund man in a powdered white wing interrupted, "I do not wish to sully my daughter's ears with talk of pirates."
"But I think it'd be quite interesting to run into a pirate."
"I know Elizabeth, that's what worries me."
The two men retreat further down the deck of the ship having a quite conversation in the night. The young Elizabeth returns to staring out over the fog covered waters. Peering through the mist as it begins to thin she spots something floating by in the water, "There's a boy in the water!"
The crew and the two men from before gather on Elizabeth's side of the ship. Shouts of "Man overboard" begin echoing across the deck as the men make preparations to pull the boy out of the water.
"He's alive!" shouts Norrington as he walks to you, carrying the figure. "Elizabeth, I leave him in your charge."
You kneel next to the boy and accept the duty. Under closer inspection the figure pulled aboard was a girl. Dressed in shirt and trousers she had been unable to tell. Elizabeth saw something shining half hidden by the damp shirt. As she reached for it the girl jolted awake.
"It's alright. My name's Elizabeth Swann," says the young girl.
The unknown girl coughs and sits up and says, "Sandra O'Reilly," before falling back out of consciousness again.
Elizabeth finishes her reach for the shining object and pulls it off Sandra's neck. She turns it over and wipes off some grime, then inspects the markings. "You're a pirate!" She says to the sleeping girl's figure.
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An older Elizabeth Swann wakes from the dream of meeting her friend. She gets up and walks over to a dresser. She pulls out a drawer and removes the contents. She pulls up on the false bottom to the drawer revealing the medallion from that night. She picks it up and clasps it around her neck. Her thoughts wander as the door to her room opens.
"Good morning Elizabeth, I was just coming in to wake you and give you a gift," says the Governor as he enters her room and hands her the box.
"Why thank you father, may I inquire as to the occasion?"
The Governor responds, "No occasion, though I had hoped you would wear it to the Commodore Norrington's ceremony."
"Commodore is it now?" asks Elizabeth as she removes the top to the box.
"Well, that's what the ceremony is for, do you like it?" He inquires as she pulls the dress from the box.
"I love it." She moves behind the screen as the Governor motions for two maids to help her into the corset.
The Governor begins speaking of how the Commodore was quite fond of her, as Elizabeth's breathing becomes more and more laborious. Fond my arse, he just wants another trophy for his mantle.
She takes a shallow breath, "Tad bit tight isn't it?"
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
A bored looking girl waits in the hall below the grand staircase in the Governor's mansion. She held a long thin box. She looks just as all the proper ladies did, her gut was squeezed into abnormal places, her hair was stiff from the starch to keep it in place, and she could hardly walk because of 'fashionable' boots.
She was about to reach out for a candlestick on the wall as Elizabeth and her father came down the staircase.
"Sandra! I didn't know you were coming. I would have had something ready, wont you sit down?" said Elizabeth from half way down the stairs.
"Sorry for not giving you notice, actually, I am here on business with your father." Sandra turned her attention to the Governor. "My master was predisposed, I had to make the delivery myself."
The Governor approached, "It's quite alright, might I see the finished product?" he asked.
Sandra handed over the box to the Governor. He opened the lid and took out the sword that was lying within and began to inspect.
As he went over the sword Sandra began explaining, "The hilt and hand guard are both steel with a gold filigree inlay. The tang is nearly the full width of the blade, and it is perfectly balanced," she said demonstrating.
"The craftsmanship is beautiful, pass on my compliments to your master," said the Governor as he slipped the box under his arm.
"I shall," says Sandra as she follows him out the door, heading the opposite direction upon reaching the street.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
A dirty man in filthy clothing silently pilots a rowboat to where water meets land underneath the docks. The man clambers out and yanks a patch off a hole in the boat. He pushes it out into the water and turns before it can fully sink. He takes a swig from a bottle, slips it back into his coat, and starts on his merry way up the incline. Once on the topside of the docks he takes a look around out to see. His eyes pause on a ship a ways out to sea, and pauses again as his eyes pass over a smaller boat tied up at a secluded dock. He gives a metal filled grin as he swaggers towards the secluded dock.
I know the dialogue isn't the same as in the movie, it's on purpose. I know I'm sick of reading the same thing over and over. Some things, however will be the same, too good to give up, or else unavoidable. And the opening sequence is much like the opening to the movie, so sorry.