Curse of the Black Pearl with Marana Lark

This is completely different from the series. It's a separate trilogy. It's from Marana's point of view, so it's not the complete story.

Chapter One: Fog Bound

The Atlantic Ocean was thick with fog. A large ship, the Dauntless, was moving slowly through the white waters. Two young girls stood at the front of the ship. One had dirty blonde hair and blue eyes, and her name was Elizabeth Swann. The other had wavy, dark brown hair and dark brown eyes, and her name was Marana Lark. Both girls were very beautiful. They were singing.

"We pillage, we plunder, we rifle and loot. Drink up, me hearties, yo ho. We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot. Drink up, me hearties, yo ho. Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me. We extort, we pilfer, we filch and sack. Drink up-"

"Quite, missies." A harsh voice hissed in their ears. The voice's hands grabbed their shoulders. They turned quickly. One of the Dauntless sailors glared at them. He had brown hair and a brown beard. He wore the standard sailor's uniform. "Cursed pirates sail these waters. You don't want to bring them down on us now, do you?"

"Mr. Gibbs, that will do." came a cool voice from behind the sailor. James Norrington stood pin straight, with Elizabeth's father, Governor Swann, behind him. Gibbs let go of the girls and replied, "They were singin' about pirates! It's bad luck to be singin' about pirates with us mired in this unnatural fog, mark my words."

"Consider them marked. On your way" Norrington sounded bored. Gibbs nodded and said, "Aye, Lieutenant." As he walked away, he muttered under his breath, "It's bad luck to have women on board, too, even miniature ones." He took a drink from his hip flask.

Marana, the brunette girl, spoke up with yearning in her voice, "I think it would be rather exciting to meet a pirate." Elizabeth nodded in agreement. James smirked and walked up between the girls. "Think again, Miss Lark, vile and dissolute creatures, the lot of them. I intend to see to it that any man who sails under a pirate flag or wears a pirate brand gets what he deserves: a short drop and a sudden stop." Marana looked over at Gibbs, who was imitating a pirate being hanged. She pulled back in disgust.

Governor Swann quickly came to her rescue. "Lieutenant Norrington, I appreciate your fervor, but I'm concerned about the effect this subject will have upon my daughter and her friend. " James mumbled, "My apologies, Governor Swann." and walked away. Elizabeth said, "Actually, I find it all fascinating." He looked down at her. "Yes, that's what concerns me." He left, too. The girls pouted and leaned on the rail. Marana spotted an upside-down lace umbrella floating gently in the water. Her gaze followed as it bumped against the ship. Elizabeth looked in the direction it had come from. She spotted a floating piece of wood. As she squinted, she saw that there was a boy lying across it. Gasping, she cried out, "Look, a boy! There's a boy in the water!" James, Swann, and the crew all ran to see what had happened. James saw the boy and shouted, "Man overboard! Man the ropes! Fetch a hook! Haul him aboard!"

They got the boy onto the ship. James kneeled beside him and said, "He's still breathing."

Gibbs suddenly gasped, "Mary, Mother of God."

He pointed out at the wreck of a ship. It was engulfed in flames. Swann stared out at it and inquired, "What happened here?" James replied, "It's most likely the powder magazine. Merchant vessels run heavily armed." A piece of the mast broke off and fell into the water. Gibbs observed the scene. "A lot of good it did them. Everyone's thinkin' it, I'm just sayin' it: pirates." Swann tried to laugh it off, saying, "There's no proof of that. It's probably an accident." James was tossing around orders, "Rouse the captain immediately. Heave to and take in sail! Launch the boats!"

The crew lifted the boy onto a crate. Swann approached the girls. "Elizabeth, Marana, I want you to accompany the boy. He'll be in your charge. Take care of him." They nodded and walked over to him. Elizabeth reached out to the boy and brushed some of the hair off of his face. Suddenly, he grabbed her hand, gasping. She calmed him down. "It's okay. My name's Elizabeth Swann and this is my friend Marana Lark."

"W-W-Will Turner." he replied.

"We're watching over you, Will." He went back to sleep. Then she noticed a chain sticking out from underneath his dirty shirt. She pulled it out to reveal a gold medallion. It was a skull surrounded by an elaborate pattern. She gasped, "You're a…pirate."

"Has he said anything?" asked James from behind her. She turned around quickly and hid the medallion behind her back. She answered stiffly, "His name's William Turner. That's all I found out." James turned to the crew.

"Take him below."

Elizabeth and Marana walked to the back of the ship. Elizabeth held the medallion out in front of her. Then, a large black ship with tattered black sails came into view through the fog. They glanced out at it. They saw the black pirate flag and clamped their eyes shut.