Ahhhh!! Another Story! What the heck am I doing?! Trying to kill myself?!
Yes well... no I'm not. It's the whole Orlando Obsession thing coming over
me. (Ya like the alliteration? Haha) When I get a new celeb crush... its
plot bunnies galore. Now onto my usual first chapter Info.
Title: Prophecy :+: Author: BluWine Rating: I'll make this an R again... Synopsis: I'll give you this poem and see what you make of it.
The Fates play cruel games on weakened hearts
His is broken and hers again afraid to start
By some unnatural cause, the two shall meet
An armed gentleman shall fall at her feet
But be forewarned of sorrow's fatal toil
That destiny's plan can, by fear, be foiled.
I KNOW! Vague... it was meant to be.
Timeframe: After the POTC movie... PotC/Reality crossover Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates... nor do I, Will Turner. (Damn) I make no money from this and I am only a poor haggard teenager with too little time on her hands but tend to squeeze in fanfiction anyways even if it means she doesn't eat or sleep. *Yes Sandra. I don't eat, sleep or study* And after awhile... yea this is major spoiler but whatever... I need to mention that I am in no way connected to Orlando Bloom either. (Double damn)
Chapter 1:
~~Will Turner's POV~~
Elizabeth turned away from me and looked out over the cliff. I looked at her tearily and wondered how this could happen and I voiced my thoughts.
"My father was right about us... Everyone was," she murmured.
"You... you bring us to the place where we were finally accepted as a couple by those who mattered..." I stuttered. "Your fiancè had foolishly given you up because he thought this was what would make us... YOU happy in this place... and you choose it to tell me that they were wrong!?" I clenched my fists in anger and in hate. "How were we proven wrong, Elizabeth?"
She stood silent from me and turnew with fearful eyes saying the cutting words, "I don't love you." I stepped back, afraid that the anger would take over me.
"Did you ever?" She shook her head.
"Attracted... but never love."
"Then it was all a lie?" She stared at me again, not knowing what to say, probably. I had caught her in a trap where she would be branded as a fraud and a liar and that was exactly where I wanted her. Fortunately, she knew when to keep quiet. I turned back to the steps shouting behind me, "Then, it's over, Elizabeth Swann. The one good thing coming from this is that I was saved from your deceitful words."
I wanted her to go after me with those words. I wanted her to run after me and make me face her so that she could take back what she had just said. I wanted her to beg forgiveness for a lack of judgement in that moment....
She didn't...
I went back to the blacksmith shop and went to the floor above it. It was the place I called my home. I made myself get dressed for sleep and slipped into the covers as I heard the tapping rhythm of the rain that started outside my window. When I blew out the candle and the darkness covered my eyes, the realization of what happened half an hour before hit me.
My tears spilled from my eyes as I curled into a ball under the sheets. My heart started to tighten and ache. I could hardly breathe with my unwanted sobs and I thought of how my father would have handled this...
'He would have forgotten her and remembered my last words... She was fraudulent and God has saved me from her accursed lies,' I thought but it comforted me none. The woman I've loved since I was a child has told me she never loved me at all though she said she did.
"Elizabeth..." I whispered, in sorrow. I couldn't get her out of my head so I jumped out of bed to practice fighting with the sword again. I took up my favourite weapon and weighed it in my hand feeling the heavy hilt and cold metal. Just the weight made me feel better. My mind focused on the task at hand as I began to swing the rapier at the wooden pillar. All the emotions were being washed away as if the brewing storm outside was slowly ripping down the pain. I jumped away from the pillar and swung backwards to hit the pillar again when a flash of lightning bit threw the sky...
~~Serena Jansen's POV~~
"I took a key out for Ryan's door and hummed merrily to myself.
My spirits were high. It was my two-year anniversary with Ryan. Two years of happily being with each other exclusively. Yes, I was quite ecstatic. Unfortunately, he had caught a fever. By his sound on the phone, he sounded like he had a huge cold that would kill him if he wasted anymore energy on me so I made him hang up but I didn't want him to spend such an occasion alone.
We had planned to go out for dinner that night but, because of the fever, we obviously cancelled. I slipped into the house unnoticed and found it silent... A little too silent for my taste. I dropped the bags of food I had in my hand and started to clean up the mess in the living room.
'Men,' I chuckled. 'No matter what, the pigs of the human species.' As I sifted through the mess, I found a receipt for two plane tickets to Cancun for the very next week and smiled. 'Aww... he was trying to surprise me...' My appreciative thoughts then halted when I heard a thud coming from the bedroom. I held on to the paper and hurried to his door. Before I could call out though, I heard the voices.
'... oh... Ryan...' a female voice moaned.
'Karen!' my boyfriend's voice cried out.
'Karen?' I thought confused. I looked down on the paper I held and my eyes fell on the names the tickets were registered to.
[ Ryan Torrell ] [ Karen Anderson ]
'Holy fuck...' I cussed. 'I'd better see him watching a damn porno...' I muttered swinging the door open. Unfortunately, it was ME who ended up watching a porno scene. A blond girl was straddling MY boyfriend on HIS bed on OUR anniversary and Ryan seemed to be enjoying his time."
The sound of thunder ripped through the nightmare and my eyes burst open into darkness.
// That would be Chapter 1.... Which sort of explains the first two lines of the rhyme. You'll understand don't worry.
Title: Prophecy :+: Author: BluWine Rating: I'll make this an R again... Synopsis: I'll give you this poem and see what you make of it.
The Fates play cruel games on weakened hearts
His is broken and hers again afraid to start
By some unnatural cause, the two shall meet
An armed gentleman shall fall at her feet
But be forewarned of sorrow's fatal toil
That destiny's plan can, by fear, be foiled.
I KNOW! Vague... it was meant to be.
Timeframe: After the POTC movie... PotC/Reality crossover Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates... nor do I, Will Turner. (Damn) I make no money from this and I am only a poor haggard teenager with too little time on her hands but tend to squeeze in fanfiction anyways even if it means she doesn't eat or sleep. *Yes Sandra. I don't eat, sleep or study* And after awhile... yea this is major spoiler but whatever... I need to mention that I am in no way connected to Orlando Bloom either. (Double damn)
Chapter 1:
~~Will Turner's POV~~
Elizabeth turned away from me and looked out over the cliff. I looked at her tearily and wondered how this could happen and I voiced my thoughts.
"My father was right about us... Everyone was," she murmured.
"You... you bring us to the place where we were finally accepted as a couple by those who mattered..." I stuttered. "Your fiancè had foolishly given you up because he thought this was what would make us... YOU happy in this place... and you choose it to tell me that they were wrong!?" I clenched my fists in anger and in hate. "How were we proven wrong, Elizabeth?"
She stood silent from me and turnew with fearful eyes saying the cutting words, "I don't love you." I stepped back, afraid that the anger would take over me.
"Did you ever?" She shook her head.
"Attracted... but never love."
"Then it was all a lie?" She stared at me again, not knowing what to say, probably. I had caught her in a trap where she would be branded as a fraud and a liar and that was exactly where I wanted her. Fortunately, she knew when to keep quiet. I turned back to the steps shouting behind me, "Then, it's over, Elizabeth Swann. The one good thing coming from this is that I was saved from your deceitful words."
I wanted her to go after me with those words. I wanted her to run after me and make me face her so that she could take back what she had just said. I wanted her to beg forgiveness for a lack of judgement in that moment....
She didn't...
I went back to the blacksmith shop and went to the floor above it. It was the place I called my home. I made myself get dressed for sleep and slipped into the covers as I heard the tapping rhythm of the rain that started outside my window. When I blew out the candle and the darkness covered my eyes, the realization of what happened half an hour before hit me.
My tears spilled from my eyes as I curled into a ball under the sheets. My heart started to tighten and ache. I could hardly breathe with my unwanted sobs and I thought of how my father would have handled this...
'He would have forgotten her and remembered my last words... She was fraudulent and God has saved me from her accursed lies,' I thought but it comforted me none. The woman I've loved since I was a child has told me she never loved me at all though she said she did.
"Elizabeth..." I whispered, in sorrow. I couldn't get her out of my head so I jumped out of bed to practice fighting with the sword again. I took up my favourite weapon and weighed it in my hand feeling the heavy hilt and cold metal. Just the weight made me feel better. My mind focused on the task at hand as I began to swing the rapier at the wooden pillar. All the emotions were being washed away as if the brewing storm outside was slowly ripping down the pain. I jumped away from the pillar and swung backwards to hit the pillar again when a flash of lightning bit threw the sky...
~~Serena Jansen's POV~~
"I took a key out for Ryan's door and hummed merrily to myself.
My spirits were high. It was my two-year anniversary with Ryan. Two years of happily being with each other exclusively. Yes, I was quite ecstatic. Unfortunately, he had caught a fever. By his sound on the phone, he sounded like he had a huge cold that would kill him if he wasted anymore energy on me so I made him hang up but I didn't want him to spend such an occasion alone.
We had planned to go out for dinner that night but, because of the fever, we obviously cancelled. I slipped into the house unnoticed and found it silent... A little too silent for my taste. I dropped the bags of food I had in my hand and started to clean up the mess in the living room.
'Men,' I chuckled. 'No matter what, the pigs of the human species.' As I sifted through the mess, I found a receipt for two plane tickets to Cancun for the very next week and smiled. 'Aww... he was trying to surprise me...' My appreciative thoughts then halted when I heard a thud coming from the bedroom. I held on to the paper and hurried to his door. Before I could call out though, I heard the voices.
'... oh... Ryan...' a female voice moaned.
'Karen!' my boyfriend's voice cried out.
'Karen?' I thought confused. I looked down on the paper I held and my eyes fell on the names the tickets were registered to.
[ Ryan Torrell ] [ Karen Anderson ]
'Holy fuck...' I cussed. 'I'd better see him watching a damn porno...' I muttered swinging the door open. Unfortunately, it was ME who ended up watching a porno scene. A blond girl was straddling MY boyfriend on HIS bed on OUR anniversary and Ryan seemed to be enjoying his time."
The sound of thunder ripped through the nightmare and my eyes burst open into darkness.
// That would be Chapter 1.... Which sort of explains the first two lines of the rhyme. You'll understand don't worry.
