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Commodore James Norrington walked across the ship, yawning as he headed for his cabin. He froze for a moment, sure that he had seen something on the ocean that looked like a boat. Going over to the railing, he looked down to see a dinghy, his eyes widening.
"Hello down there!" he shouted.
There was a bit of stirring in the boat before a response. "Yes?" a beautiful and melodic female voice called back.
"Do you need any help?"
There was a short pause before a response. "Yes, that would be very kind and helpful."
"Please wait for a moment!" Norrington called out before running over to grab a line. "Grab a hold of this!" he called out as he threw it and a few moments later the woman got aboard the ship, Norrington helping
her up at the end. It was too dark to tell what the person looked like, but was obviously a woman due to her voice. "Are you alright, miss?"
"Yes...thank you," she said quietly, looking up at him.
"What's your name?"
"...my name is Madeline...Bachs."
"Miss. Bachs, is it too much to ask what you were doing out in the sea on your own at such a time?"
"I was abducted by pirates, sir, and I managed to escape on that small boat."
"OH!" Norrington exclaimed, taking off his coat and throwing it over her shoulders. "You must be freezing Miss. Bachs! I'm Commodore James Norrington and I assure you that you will be safe on this ship."
"That's very kind of you Commodore, but I can't stay aboard this ship! It is much too rude of me to ask of this," she said politely.
"The pleasure is mine! I cannot allow a woman to be alone on the open sea. You could get abducted again...you must be tired," he said as she stumbled a bit, grabbing hold of his shoulder as he grabbed hold of hers so she wouldn't fall down.
"Yes...I am a bit tired..." she mumbled quietly.
"Allow me to escort you to my cabin, you shall sleep there," he said, extending his elbow toward her, which she took as he took her to his cabin, Norrington himself sleeping with his comrades and wished her good night.
"Commodore!" a Navy soldier called out in slight excitement and seriousness as he quickly ran up the stairs to see the back of Norrington.
Raising an eyebrow, Norrington turned around and looked at the man. "Yes?"
"Lieutenant Gillette has captured a pirate!" he said excitedly, smiling.
"Has he now?" Norrington mused, following the Navy man down the stairs to a group of men huddled near Norrington's cabin.
"Commodore!" Gillette called out, the men scattering once Norrington reached them. There stood Gillette, holding a woman's arm, her hands in irons and she looked irritated. "I found this pirate walking out of your cabin."
"What have you done to Miss. Bachs?" Norrington demanded, glancing over at the cabin.
"I AM Madeline Bachs you twit!" she snapped, glaring up at him. Raising an eyebrow he looked down at the woman in front of him. She appeared to be in her early thirties, she had bright red hair, beautiful green-blue eyes, wore a white sleeveless shirt that revealed quite a lot of her chest and it didn't even cover her stomach. She also wore tight black trousers with a red bandana wrapped around her thigh, a big blue belt shown and wore brown leather boots. She was beautiful, but looked nothing more than a pirate.
"Oh, you're Miss. Bachs?" Norrington asked, not sounding like he believed her.
"You don't believe me? Well you might want to before I tell my daddy to get you hanged!" she hissed, struggling against the irons.
"Well I'm ever so sorry Miss. Bachs but you look like a pirate to me."
"My daddy told me about you Royal Navy men! You guys think you're sooooooooooo smart! Well guess what!" she snapped, surprising both Gillette and Norrington. "YOU'RE NOT! I'm only dressed this way
because the pirates forced me into it!" she exclaimed, looking down at herself in disgust.
"Oh I'm ever so terribly sorry for this mix-up! Gillette, get those irons off her!" Norrington ordered, Gillette quickly taking the irons off her wrists. "Are you alright?" Norrington asked once she was out irons, rubbing her wrists.
She glared at him. "I am not, thank you very much. You should just be happy that I'm not cussing. My daddy raised a very well-mannered girl," she said, fluffing her trousers as if it was a dress.
"Gillette, escort Miss. Bachs to the dining room, I'm sure she must be hungry...and get her some clothes."
Gillette looked confused, looking at Norrington. "Sir?" he asked, but Norrington was already gone.
"Ah, Miss. Bachs, I apologize that we have no dresses on our ship," he said, noticing her standing by the railing in her new clothes, a uniform of the Royal Navy.
She turned toward him, raising an eyebrow. "Oh, 'tis you."
"Yes...where shall we drop you off?"
She shrugged. "You will just take me to where you are heading and I will go on my own from there."
"Well, we're not exactly headed for a specific place. We are looking for a woman."
She snorted. "Aren't all men?"
Norrington sighed impatiently. "I mean that we are looking for a specific woman...Elizabeth Swann."
"Hmm...Well isn't that nice..." she mumbled, sounding bored.
"Err...yes...I suppose...are you comfortable with your stay aboard this ship so far?"
She raised an eyebrow, looking over at him. "Well, with the way that you've been treating me so far, not really."
"I'm still terribly sorry for the dilemma this morning, you looked like a pirate."
"Well I am not one and I feel insulted with the fact that you even ASSUMED that I am a pirate..."
"I am truly sorry...I feel extremely bad. Please forgive me."
"Fine," she said, turning fully toward him, looking up at him. "Let's start over. I'm actually not the woman that you probably think I am. I just tend to get rude at times when someone gets me mixed up with a
pirate...I truly hate them. So," she said, sticking out her hand. "I'm Madeline Bachs."
Norrington smiled and bowed, taking her hand and placing a light kiss on it. "I am James Norrington."
"Jack Sparrow, sir?" Madeline asked, tilting her head slightly to the side as she looked at Groves.
He nodded and smiled at her. "Yes, Jack Sparrow. The Commodore does NOT like him at all."
"Why would that be?" she asked, curiosity seeping her voice.
Gillette snorted and chuckled as he stopped in front of them, crossing his arms across his chest. "Well, first of all, Jack Sparrow threatened Miss. Swann."
"Miss. Swann...? The woman you are all looking for?"
"Yes," Groves said, nodding. "The Commodore has quite strong feelings for her."
"Ohhhh does he now?" she mused, a small smile growing on her face.
"Yes! It seems that he has even proposed to her!" Gillette said in excitement, liking the way that Madeline was getting excited as well.
"Gillette!" Groves hissed, looking over at him, glancing around his surroundings. "Isn't that supposed to be a secret?"
"Pish posh! I'm sure the Commodore doesn't mind at all!"
"The Commodore doesn't mind what?" Norrington asked, causing all three people to turn around to face the handsome man.
"Oh! Err Commodore Norrington!" Gillette exclaimed worriedly and hesitantly. "It's...uh...nothing, sir!"
"It sure didn't sound like nothing," Norrington mused, raising an eyebrow and crossing his arms.
"They weren't telling me anything bad, Mr. Norrington, they just told me that you are engaged."
Norrington's face turned a bright red and he glared at Gillette and Groves. "What?"
"That was Gillette sir!" Groves said, pointing at his friend, who glared at him in return.
"What? Well...you mentioned the Commodore's feelings first!"
"You're the one that blurted out that he proposed!"
"Well I never said that they were engaged!"
"Enough!" Norrington said in a powerful voice, causing both Gillette and Groves to turn toward him and stand straight. "Why don't you two go help cook dinner?" Without responding, Gillette and Groves quickly walked away, still whispering a few mean comments at each other.
"Uh...I guess I will get going too then...err...I will see you later," Madeline said, walking off as well. Norrington shrugged and got back to work.
There was a knock on the door and Norrington looked up from his papers and map. "Come in."
The door creaked open and Madeline walked in cheerfully, holding a tray with a cup of tea. "Hello Mr. Norrington! I brought a cup of tea for you!" she said, walking over to his desk and carefully placing it down on the table away from his work.
"Thank you very much, but you didn't have to do this, you could've just asked somebody else to bring this to me," Norrington said, smiling up at her warmly.
"Oh no no, I need to do something around here! So uh...what are you doing?"
"Work," he grumbled and she chuckled.
"Is it for...Miss. Elizabeth?"
"Yes, I'm looking for places where she may be."
"Oh...so um what is she like?"
"Pardon?"
"What type of person is she?"
Norrington smiled, closing his eyes. "She is a very well-mannered young lady as well as very strong-willed," he said, chuckling. "Nothing could stop her. She speaks her mind and well...she is quite beautiful. Her eyes, oh her eyes...such a beautiful brown...err pardon me," he said, opening his eyes and blushing slightly. "I believe I was getting slightly carried away."
Madeline giggled. "It sounds like you're in love."
Norrington smiled, playing with his tea cup. "Yes."
"Well, I'm sure you know what you're doing...I apologize for bothering you," she said, standing up and walking toward the door. "Have a nice day...and I can't wait to meet Miss. Elizabeth."
Madeline grabbed onto her stomach, laughing uncontrollably, Gillette next to her smiling in accomplishment. Groves stood in front of the two, frowning in confusion, since Gillette had told Madeline something the moment Groves had gotten to them.
"What's so funny?" he asked, continuing to frown and glancing around his surroundings.
"Y-y-AHAHAHA," she sputtered, covering her mouth with her hand, not able to stop laughing. This continued for a few moments until she started to get tired and stopped laughing, though a huge smile was
plastered on her face. "Pardon me for my sudden laughter...but your...heheh," she said, giggling slightly as she walked to Groves and whispered a few things in his ear, causing him to go slightly pink.
"Oh...err, thank you for telling me," he mumbling, quickly walking off and Gillette chuckled.
"You amuse me quite a lot, Mr. Gillette," she said, turning toward him and smiling.
"I'm happy to be of service," he said, grinning in return. Groves came back to the two, looking slightly unsure.
"I believe I fixed the problem," he said, looking down at himself.
Madeline giggled girlishly. "Yes, I believe you have. No worries though, I'm sure it's happened to many people."
Gillette snorted, crossing his arms. "It's never happened to me. How do you not notice that you have a hole in your trousers?"
"Ah, trying to woo her, are you?" Groves mused, smirking slightly.
"What? I try to do no such thing!"
"Oh come now, it's obvious you're trying to, though I don't think its working."
"You've tried to woo her many times!"
"I have not! I would never try to do such a thing!"
"You have too! You've had your eyes on Miss. Bachs ever since she's walked on this ship!"
Groves blushed hard, though he continued to look at Gillette intensely. "That is not true!"
"Your face shows it all!"
"Oh stop it you two! You're embarrassing me!" Madeline said, causing both Gillette and Groves to look down at the ground in embarrassment.
"Err...I apologize about that, Miss. Bachs," Groves said, looking over at her both shyly and apologetically.
"There's nothing to apologize for," she said, smiling warmly. "It was just rather embarrassing for my two good friends to argue over me..."
"Pardon me for interrupting but...Groves! Gillette! Get back to your stations!" Norrington snapped as he walked toward them, causing both men to quickly run off. "It is nice to see you having a good time," Norrington said to Madeline, smiling.
"Thank you...for everything."
"No, thank you."
"To think that a few months ago everyone thought that I was a pirate...trust isn't something that comes easily...thank you for trusting me."
"...the pleasure is mine."
Madeline walked out of the Captain's cabin that she had been sleeping in during her stay to see everyone running around and shouting in a hurry. There was a thud both heard and felt as she walked toward Groves.
"What's going on?"
"Ah, Miss. Bachs! We've landed to see who gave that smoke signal!" Groves said, though he didn't even bother to glance over at her. "Commodore Norrington and a few other crewmen have just left to see who it was..."
Frowning, Madeline walked over to the railing and looked down to see a few people walking toward the ship, her eyes widening once seeing them. Groaning and clutching her forehead, she backed away from the railing, gaining the attention of Groves, who walked over to her.
"Is something wrong?"
"I don't feel so well...would it be alright if I rest in my...cabin?" she mumbled, looking in pain.
"Yes of course," he said, extending his elbow which she took and he took her back to her cabin, where she laid in the bed. "I'll go get a towel and a bowl of water," he said kindly.
"Thank you," she mumbled, giving him a weak smile.
"Sorry, but it's for you own safety!" Gillette said as he...'escorted' Elizabeth to the Captain's cabin.
"I don't care what the Commodore ordered! I have to tell him! The pirates! Their cursed! They can't be killed!" Elizabeth shouted as she was shoved into the room.
"Don't worry Miss. He's already informed of that. A little mermaid flopped up on deck and told him the whole story," Gillette said, chuckling as he closed the doors, but not before taking a quick peek at Madeline,
who seemed to be fast asleep. Elizabeth let out an angry growl and stomped her feet, looking around the room.
"There's no need to be quite so angry," Madeline said, sitting up and getting a good look at Elizabeth, who turned to face her.
"You don't understand! Those pirates! They're cursed!" Elizabeth exclaimed in frustration.
"...that's very interesting...very interesting..." Madeline said, looking thoughtful for a moment.
"Who are you?"
Madeline grinned. "I don't believe that's any of your business...what's your name?"
Elizabeth raised an eyebrow, looking slightly irritated, but responded none the less. "Elizabeth Swann."
Madeline's eyes widened, taking another look at Elizabeth. "YOU? YOU'RE Elizabeth?"
"Yes, what of it?"
"I didn't think that you were so...young."
"...I don't have time for this," she said, looking and walking around the room for anything that could be useful. "I need to get out of here to help them!"
"Hmm...Well I was sleeping the entire time this entire conversation took place...and I was also sleeping when you escaped. Good luck kid," Madeline said, rolling over and lying down. Elizabeth gave the woman a strange look before continuing to look for something helpful.
Madeline woke up with a startle and sat up to see skeleton hands breaking through the window, attempting to grab hold of some wigged man. She raised an eyebrow as he dashed to the other side of the room.
"What's going on?" she asked and he jumped up, looking over at her.
"Who are you?"
"Answer my question first."
"There is an attack."
Madeline's eyes widened and she jumped out of bed, getting down on her knees and getting something out from underneath the bed. She drew a pistol and sword causing Governor Swann's eyes to widen in surprise.
"What are you doing with that?" he asked with slight fright in his voice. She didn't respond as she tied her hair up in a knot and walked to the Governor, taking his hat. "Hey! Give me that back young lady!" he said, reaching his hand out to take it back. She turned back around, putting the hat on her head and placing the pistol under his neck, smirking widely.
"Now listen carefully now, old man. You tell anyone about this, AND I MEAN ANYONE, I will slice your throat out and make you SUFFER," she growled menacingly, causing him to go pale. "But if you tell nobody, you live. Do we have an accord?" He nodded furiously and she smiled. "Good. Now if you'll excuse me," she said, grabbing hold of her sword and walking out of the door.
"Bloody hell," she mumbled as she looked around the ship, amazed at what was going on. She heard the bell being rung as one pirate noticed her and ran toward her, their swords colliding with a clang.
"...YOU!" the pirate shouted, getting a good look at her.
She smirked. "'Ello Pintel…so the curse is true huh?" she mused casually before taking a swing at him.
"I've always hated ya," he hissed, taking a swing at her as well, though she quickly dodged it.
She chuckled, shaking her head. "As have I, love, as have I..." she said, ducking another swing from him. "It really sucks that I can't kill ya though," she said, poking her sword through his ribs.
"Aye, but I can kill ye!" he snarled, taking another swing at her, which she quickly dodged, chuckling.
"Aye, but you've never had much of sword skills," she said as he swung at her again, which she brought up her own sword, a loud clang being heard. He let out a growl and aimed for her ribs, though he missed
when she took a quick step back and she smirked. "That's only cause you're so fat!" she said, chuckling as he missed another swing at her.
"I already told ya to stop CALLING ME FAT!"
"Where's Raggetti? I actually liked him...'till the mutiny though," she said, swinging her sword and cutting off his arm. He glared at her and bent down to put it back in place and Madeline ran off the second he did, seeing Gillette in trouble. Her sword clang against Bo'sun's who huffed angrily and swung at her, though she quickly ducked the swing.
"...you! Why are you still alive?" he roared, attempting to cut off her head, which she quickly dodged.
"Aww I missed you too...not really!" she shouted, jumping up and cutting off his head, his skeleton body starting to search for his head.
"Th-thank you soldier!" Gillette said from behind, amazed at how quickly Bo' sun was...somewhat defeated.
"No problem sir! Now be careful now!" she said in a deep voice, not turning around but instead running off. Pistol shots were heard as Norrington and his crew got on board and started to battle as well.
"KOEHLER!" Madeline shouted angrily, running toward him as he turned to face her, a smirk growing on his face. She slashed her sword at him and he quickly brought his sword up to meet hers, sparks flying off.
"Well well, if it isn't Jack Sparrow's little puppy," he sneered as she took half a step back and ducked his swing.
"DO NOT call me his puppy!" she hissed, raising her sword to chop off his head, but he dodged it.
"YOU WILL DIE!" he shouted, slashing his sword diagonally toward her but she slashed hers forward as well and the two swords met once again.
"We'll see about that," she said, smirking, quickly taking a step back and ducking his swing, taking another swing at him, which he blocked. She took a step to the right, blocking an attack toward her leg and raised her arm, their swords forming an 'x'. With a quick flick of the wrist the swords separated and Koehler sliced through the air and toward her heart. Their swords collided and Madeline took steps toward him, their swords getting closer as the distance between them shrunk.
"You will die," she said in a steady and determined yet threatening voice. Before he could even respond she let out a warrior cry, lifting up her sword and slashing off his arm that held the sword. The moment he looked down at his fallen arm, distracted, she raised her sword and stabbed him precisely in the heart the moment the skeleton body turned into flesh. His eyes widened as she drew out her sword from his body and he fell backwards, thudding against the wooden floor. The pirates looked at each other and themselves in confusion, looking up at the moon to see if it was still up, and surely it was. Norrington pointed his sword at a pirate and he dropped his weapon, the rest following. Madeline chuckled and started to walk back to the cabin as the soldiers started to cheer. Noticing Governor Swann as he exited the cabin, she took off her hat and handed it to him, but not without a quick reminder.
"Don't forget...you tell anyone, I kill you," she whispered as she passed by him, causing him to shudder for a moment before starting to cheer as well. Madeline put her sword and pistol back underneath the bed and climbed into it, wrapping the blankets around her. She chuckled.
"Have you seen Miss. Bachs?" Norrington asked, frowning as he glanced around the crowd.
"Miss. Bachs...was that the red haired lady?" Governor Swann asked, glancing over at Norrington, who nodded.
"Yes...well I suppose that she didn't want to watch this hanging," Norrington said and Elizabeth flinched.
"I'll be right back," Will said to the person next to him, who looked over at him with a raised eyebrow as he dashed toward Elizabeth. The figure glanced over at Cotton's bird, which flew off and she quickly unsheathed her sword, glancing back to see where Will was. She rolled her eyes, for he was still making his way through the crowd. With a sigh she ran forward, pushing the screaming women away and threw her sword the second the floor beneath Jack fell open, who balanced on the sword.
"HURRY UP you bloody blacksmith!" the woman shouted as she jumped up and onto the platform where Jack was to be hung. The axe man swung his ax forward and she ducked, her hand going to her sheath that was on her belt. She swore once remembering that Jack was still balancing on it and ducked another swing. Will jumped up on the platform as well and by now Norrington was pushing his way through the crowd as Will and the axe man battled. As the axe man wobbled backwards, his ax hitting against the rope and allowing Jack to fall down. The woman jumped down and took her sword out of the wood, cutting the rope off Jack's wrists. He unrolled the rope off his neck as he and the woman ran, Will joining a second later. Jack and the woman took hold of the rope, running apart from each other and tripped the Navy men that ran toward them. The three were doing fine as they beat men up that passed until a large group of Navy men formed a circle around them, pointing their rifles at them.
"That wasn't part of the plan!" the woman hissed angrily, attempting to push the rifles away with her sword, only causing them to get closer. Norrington walked through the men, pointing his sword at Will.
"I thought we had to endure some kind of manner of ill-conceived escape attempt...but not from you," Norrington said.
"On our return to Port Royal, I granted you clemency and this is how you thank me? By throwing in your lot with him?..and who's that?" Governor Swann said, glancing over at the woman, who turned her head away. "Either way, he's a pirate."
"And a good man," Will exclaimed, throwing his sword down, causing Jack to point at himself, mouthing 'that's me'. The woman next to him giggled. "If all I've achieved here is that the hangman will earn two pairs of boots instead of one, so be it. At least my conscience will be clear," Will continued, obviously determined.
"You forget your place, Turner," Norrington said, narrowing his eyes.
"It's right here, between you and Jack."
Elizabeth ran up to Will and stood next to him. "As is mine."
"Elizabeth! Lower your weapons!" The Governor said and the Navy men obeyed hesitantly. Gillette walked over to check on Jack, and his eyes widened once seeing the woman that stood next to him.
"Miss. Bachs!" Gillette shouted and she cursed quietly, looking over at him. She wore what she had worn the day they had found her; a sleeveless white shirt, black trousers that showed a big belt with a red bandana wrapped around her thigh, and brown boots. "What are you doing with them?"
She glanced over at Jack, who shrugged and she glared at him in return. "Well, first of all hun, my name isn't Madeline Bachs."
"What?" Gillette exclaimed in confusion and disbelief as Norrington walked over to her, raising an eyebrow.
"Then who are you?" Norrington demanded.
She smirked. "I don't believe that's any of your business, love. Ooh, and sorry about the girl. She's too young for ya anyway."
"Well! I'm feeling rather good about this!" Jack said, gaining attention and walking toward Governor Swann. "I think we've all arrived at a very special place, eh?" Jack said and the Governor groaned, leaning back at the smell of his breath. "Spiritually? Ecumenically? Grammatically?" he said and walked to Norrington. "I want you to know that I was rooting for you mate. Know that," he said, wagging his finger in Norrington's face, who made a face. Jack started to walk off but stopped at Elizabeth, looking at her sadly. "Elizabeth," he said and she turned around. "It wouldn't have worked out between us, darling. I'm sorry," he said and she
raised an eyebrow. He continued to walk away, the woman formally known as Madeline following and Jack looked at Will.
"Will...nice hat," he said and jogged up, the woman following as well as the Navy men, pointing their swords and rifles unsurely at them.
"This is the day that you will always remember that-" Jack said, taking step back and falling off the platform.
"Bloody idiot!" the formally known Madeline said, looking down at him as he plopped down into the water. The men's' eyebrows rose, recalling that this woman had once been very polite. "Well," she said, turning toward them, taking steps back and onto the platform.
"Why? We trusted you, Miss...!" Gillette exclaimed, sounding betrayed.
She smiled sadly. "Now, love, don't get me wrong! I had a lot of fun with ya! You too, Groves!" she said, glancing over at Groves who stood behind the many men, looking betrayed. "You too, Norrie!" she said and he raised an eyebrow at the name. "But..." she said, leaning forward and kissed Gillette on the nose, causing him to turn a bright red and stagger back a few steps. Just as Norrington was about to take out his irons, she gave him a quick kiss on the lips, catching him off guard and causing him to stumble back as well, his face a slight pink as he put his hand to his mouth.
She smirked. "Never trust a pirate," she said and taking one last look at her former friends, dived down into the water below.
So this first chapter was pretty much the first movie...and I plan to put in a lot more movie components in the rest of the chapters.
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