AN: So, this is the first story that I've posted of BTR, and I would love to hear back about it. This is a crossover of Big Time Rush and Pirates of the Caribbean, but, instead of some of the PotC characters, it's the BTR ones. We'll see how this goes. Now onto the story! Happy readings!
Eerie creaking rumbled through the air as the large ship slowly sailed through the thick fog. Soft and slow singing was almost overpowered by the creaks of the ship and the splashes of the sea.
"…Drink up me hearties, yo ho. We kidnap and ravage and drink together, so drink up me hearties, yo ho. Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me," The small girl sang softly. A man grasped her shoulder as she started to sing again, she gasped and turned to the man.
"Alright missy, cursed pirates sail these waters," The man said, looking around, "You don't want to bring them down on us, do you?"
"Mr. Garcia, that will do," Lt. Fitz said, walking over to them.
Mr. Garcia turned to him, "She was singing about pirates. It's bad luck to be singing about pirates with us marred in this unnatural fog, mark my words."
Lt. Fitz nodded, "Consider them marked. On your way."
Mr. Garcia nodded, "Aye Lt." He walked over by the railing on the ship and took a swig of a small flask he was carrying.
"I think it'd be rather exciting to meet a pirate," The small girl said, her brown hair and blue dress ruffled by a breeze.
Lt. Fitz gave a small smile, "Think again Ms. Daniels." The man walked by her and stood at the railing, looking out at the thick fog that surrounded the ship. "Vile and dissolute creatures, the lot of them. I intend to see it that any man that sails under a pirate flag or wears a pirate brand gets what he deserves," He stopped talking a moment and smiled down at her, "A short drop and a sudden stop."
The girl looked at him, confused then looked at Mr. Garcia, who grabbed his necklace and mimicked someone being hanged. The girl gasped and covered her mouth, looking back at Lt. Fitz.
"Lt. Fitz I appreciate your fervor, but I'm concerned about the effect this subject will have upon my daughter," Governor Daniels said, walking over to them.
"My apologies Governor Daniels," Lt. Fitz said, walking away as Governor Daniels took his spot by the railing.
"Actually, I find it all fascinating," The small girl said earnestly.
"Yes, that's what concerns me," Her father said, nodding a bit. The two looked at each other for a moment before her dad walked off. She sighed and turned back to the railing, looking out to the ocean. Her eyes widened a bit and she smiled when she saw a frilled umbrella floating gracefully on the water. She walked along with it for a moment and leaned over the edge of the boat as the umbrella gently bumped on the side of the ship. She watched it float past the ship and smiled, looking back just in time to see what looked like a few large planks of wood floating along the water. She could just make out a shadow lying on the wood. She narrowed her eyes and leaned a bit more to try and see what the shadow was. She stood up and gasped when she saw the shadow was a small boy.
"Look! A boy, a boy! There's a boy in the water!" she screamed, pointing to the floating raft. Everyone turned and ran to where she stood, looking at the raft.
"Man overboard!" Lt. Fitz yelled out to the crew. He started yelling out instructions and everyone scrambled to throw a net out to the boy as he floated by. She walked over to see what was happening when Mr. Garcia pulled the boy onto the deck of the ship.
"He's still breathing," Lt. Fitz stated.
Mr. Garcia slowly stood and looked over to the direction that the boy had come from, "Great Mary, mother of God…" Everyone stood and followed his gaze. Voices broke out over the ship and men ran to the edge of the ship to get a better view. The remains of a ship were ablaze and sinking and were broken and scattered everywhere.
"What happened here?" Governor Daniels asked, horrified.
"Most likely the Para Magazine, merchant vessels run heavily armed," Lt. Fitz explained, still looking at the fiery remains of the ship.
"'Lotta good it did them," Mr. Garcia said, looking at Lt. Fitz, who gave him a look. "What? Everyone's thinkin' it, I'm just sayin' it," Mr. Garcia looked back at the flaming wreckage, "Pirates."
Governor Daniels gave a nervous laugh, "There's no proof of that…probably an accident."
"Rouse the captain immediately," Mr. Fitz said to another soldier.
"Aye sir," the soldier nodded and walked off.
"Heave to and take in sail, launch the boats." Lt. Fitz commanded as he walked across the deck of the ship, making everyone scramble to do what was instructed.
Governor Daniels walked over as the boy was laid on a table. "Alyssa, I want you to accompany the boy. He'll be in your charge," Alyssa's father instructed her, "Take care of him." Alyssa nodded and walked over to where the boy lie, ignoring the soldiers bustling around her.
Alyssa stood over the boy, finally getting a good look at him. He had shoulder length, pretty brown hair and tan skin. She stared at him for a moment and gently pushed some hair out of his face when he awoke with a gasp, grabbing her arm and looking up at her. She jumped. "It's okay," she swallowed, "my name's Alyssa Daniels."
The boy looked up at her with wide hazel eyes. "J-James Diamond," He managed to gasp out.
Alyssa smiled down at him, "I'm watching over you James." James visibly calmed before passing out. Alyssa looked down at the chain around his neck and lifted it up. On the chain was a gold coin that had a skull surrounded by intricate designs. Alyssa gasped, "You're a pirate…"
"Has he said anything?" Lt. Fitz asked, scaring Alyssa and making her spin to him, holding the necklace behind her back.
"His name is James Diamond, that's all I found out," Alyssa said nervously.
Lt. Fitz nodded, "Take him below." A few soldiers lifted James and walked below the deck. Alyssa walked over to the front of the ship, and when no one was looking, looked down at the golden coin in her hand. She held it up a bit, but lowered it when she saw another ship sailing away. It was large and had black sails that were ripped everywhere. Upon closer inspection the sails revealed a large white skull. Alyssa's eyes widened….Pirates…
Alyssa woke with a gasp and looked at the candle that sat on her nightstand. She got out of bed and grabbed it before making her way over to her dresser. She pulled open the very top drawer and moved a few things out of the way. She grabbed the bottom of the drawer and lifted it, revealing a secret compartment. She looked down and slowly picked up the dust covered necklace that lay there. She held it up by the candle and rubbed some of the dust away with her thumb, making the golden coin shine. She looked up at her mirror and put the necklace on, looking at it for a moment. The necklace was beautiful, in an eerie sort of way. She was startled when a knock was heard on her door. She gasped and turned around.
"Alyssa," her father called from out in the hallway, followed by more knocking. Alyssa turned and ran for her robe, knocking over a chair in the process. "Are you alright?" her father asked, having heard the loud crash. Alyssa struggled to get the robe on. "Are you decent?" her father asked.
Alyssa finally managed to get the robe on and smoothed out her hair before sticking the coin around her neck under her nightdress. "Yes," she answered.
Her father walked in, followed by two maids, "Ah, still in bed at this hour?" The maids flung the curtains back and opened the windows, bright light flooding the room, making Alyssa blink a few times. "It's a beautiful day. I have a gift for you," Her father smiled, opening a box to reveal a gown.
"Oh, it's beautiful," Alyssa said, pulling the gown out of the box and holding it up.
"Isn't it?" he asked with a smile.
Alyssa lowered the gown and turned to him, "May I inquire as to the occasion?"
"As if a father needs an occasion to dote upon his daughter," He said shaking his head. Alyssa smiled and walked behind the changing screen, followed by the two maids. "Actually, I uh, I had hoped you might wear it to the ceremony today," Her father said, looking out the window.
"The ceremony?" Alyssa asked from behind the changing screen.
"Captain Fitz's promotion ceremony," Her father answered.
Alyssa stuck her head out from behind the screen to look at her father, "I knew it."
"Commodore Fitz, as he's about to become." Her father smiled. Alyssa gasped as the maids tightened the corset around her waist. "A fine gentlemen, don't you think?" her father asked, "He fancies you, you know." Alyssa gasped again as they tightened the corset even more. "Alyssa, how's it coming?"
"It's difficult to say," Alyssa gasped out.
"I'm told it's the latest fashion in London," He father shook his head.
"Well women in London must have learned not to breath," Alyssa said, coughing when the maids tightened it even more.
Another man walked in the room and looked at her father, "My lord, you have a visitor."
James looked around the large room. There was a staircase in front of him and a parlor to his right. He turned and looked at the fancy candle holders on the wall. He reached up and touched it, the candlestick holder breaking off with a loud clang. His eyes widened as he looked around the room. He shoved the candlestick holder into an umbrella holder just as Governor Daniels came down the grand staircase.
"Ah, Mr. Diamond, good to see you again," Governor Daniels nodded to him.
"Good day sir, "James nodded back and placed the long, black case he was holding down onto the table next to the Governor, "I have your order." James opened the case to reveal a beautiful sword. He picked up the sword with both hands and turned to the Governor, letting him take the sword with both hands.
Governor Daniels pulled the sword out of its sheath. "The blade is formed with steel. That's gold fernery laid into the handle," James informed as Governor Daniels inspected the sword.
"If I may?" James asked, holding his hands out. Governor Daniels handed him the sword. "Perfectly balanced," James said, holding the sword horizontally with one hand. "The tang is nearly full width of the blade." James threw the blade into the air, making it twirl, and then caught it perfectly, holding the hilt out to the Governor.
"Impressive, "Governor Daniels smiled. "Very impressive. Commodore Fitz is going to be very pleased with this," He said, putting the sword back into its sheath. He handed the sword back to James, who carefully put it back into the case, "Do pass my complements back to your master."
"…I shall," James said with a small smile. "A craftsman is always pleased to hear his work is appreciated." They both looked up when they heard footsteps coming down the stairs. They saw Alyssa walking down the steps with a beautiful dress on.
"Alyssa, you look absolutely stunning," Governor Daniels complemented as Alyssa walked down the stairs.
Alyssa smiled at her father before looking at James, who gave her a friendly smile, "James, so good to see you." She walked down the rest of the stairs and stood by her father, "I had a dream about you last night."
"Really?" James asked, cocking his head to the side.
"This isn't entirely proper for you to…" Governor Daniels started to say, but Alyssa cut him off.
"About the day you and I met, do you remember?" Alyssa asked.
"How could I forget, Ms. Daniels," James said with a smile.
"James, how many times must I ask you to call me Alyssa?" Alyssa asked with a friendly smile.
"At least once more, Ms. Daniels, as always," James answered with a slight smirk.
"There, you see? At least the boy has a sense of propriety. Now, we really must be going," Governor Daniels said, grabbing the black case.
"Good day, Mr. Diamond," Alyssa sighed, walking out with her father.
"Good day...Alyssa," James said quietly as he walked out after them, watching Alyssa and her father ride off in their carriage.
AN: So, there it is: the first chapter. If you want, we can continue. If not, oh well. It just depends. Have a lovely day.
- The Blade Master