Salt and the Sea Breeze

by Nightlock26

What happens when Emma gets blown back in time onto the Black Pearl? Will she catch the attention of a certain first mate and will he be willing to follow her anywhere? (My first story, please don't judge too much)

1. Chapter 1

Emma's POV:

There was nothing for me. Nothing at all. Well, except the previous feeling of drowning. Now, there was only darkness and the terrifying feeling of an almost inevitable death coming. My death. I barely remembered anything. One moment I was on the cruise ship and the next there was a huge explosion. The force of it had thrown me off the ship and into the water. Worst case scenario for me. I'd never really learned to swim all that well.

So, when I plunged however many hundred feet from the ship and into the water, I hadn't been prepared. I tried to kick to the surface, but I couldn't see anything. Everything was so dark and my lungs kept screaming for air. I couldn't stop thinking about just letting go when a pressure greater than anything I'd ever felt before began to build on my chest.

I wanted to cry out for help, but it felt like something was keeping me from talking. With every ounce of pressure applied to my chest, I realized one thing, though. The darkness was lifting and things were getting lighter. And the next thing I knew, I was gasping as fresh, sweet air filled my lungs and water came out of my mouth. I opened my eyes for a split second, taking in as much as possible around me.

It was light outside and seagulls were soaring overhead. I could smell the salt of the sea and taste it a bit on my lips. I could hear a bunch of men grumbling past the sound of water lapping up against something. A ship, I realized, noticing the masts and sails all around me. I was on a ship, lying on my back on the deck.

I took all of this into my mind in that split second before a face loomed over my head, looking worried. It was a rather handsome young man who couldn't be much older than I was. I was only twenty-one. This man had a beautiful face with nicely tanned skin, darker brown hair that almost brushed the tip of his shoulders, gorgeous brown eyes, and a little bit of facial hair at his upper lip and going down to his chin. Oh, how wonderful, I thought. A gorgeously tanned angel has saved me. And then there was darkness again.