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((Alright, I'm still working out the weirdness of it, constructive reviews welcome. Rose may seem a bit like a Mary sue at first but its mainly a act. There's a plot, and lots of adventure to come, just please remember she wont be a Mary Sue for long. And there is a bit of a Treasure Island crossover, I added it in for the sake of my friends. I'm also adding a few more female characters soon, though women of the time weren't allowed to do many things, so thus I'm adding a few powerful women!(maybe like 3 more) But please remember, I haven't written in a really long time, and this story is the one that's taking me out of my writing retirement. So thanks for reading this, have a great and fun day!))

Rose Belle Velvet sat in a carriage heading straight to the governors house. Her raven hair was tied up in a lose braid, causing the wisps of hair that had escaped to blow in the wind. A sigh left her perfect light pink rose lips as she looked out the carriage window, Her freedom in the balance. Rose was sitting next to her best friend from childhood, Elizabeth Swann, governor Swann's daughter. There had been a awkward silence in the cab of the carriage, Rose didn't know what to do., she had not been around the people of high society since she was 11-years- old, one year after Elizabeth's departure for Port Royal.

That year Rose had lost everything, at the young age of 11, her father perished in battle, her mother died a few months later out of pure loneliness. Then young Rose went in search for her only family members left, searching for one when she didn't even know of his name, and even in that same year she lost her freedom, kidnapped by white slave traders, For one month. It was quite a story as to how this young woman of 18 came to be in Port Royal.

Luck for the moment had found her, for the fact was that she had lost all her friends on the ship in a pirate attack and had been found adrift in the middle of the Caribbean by a small merchant ship. The men of that merchant vessel did not treat her well and were trying to convince the Royal Navy of Port Royal that she had been involved in piracy. The Captain in charge would have locked her up to, if Elizabeth Swann had not recognized her childhood friend and stopped the Captain from arresting her.

And so there were three souls in that carriage, Rose and Elizabeth, sitting across from Captain James Norrington of the Royal Navy. The silence still sunk deeply into the world around them. None wanting to speak, and one figure out if he made a bad move, thinking if he might had just ruined his career. But it was he who broke the strange silence.

He looked at the tired Rose and spoke, "Your Father was a great man, Miss Velvet, many of his expeditions are read about all over Britain. My apologizes for almost arresting you, but that man, the captain was very adamant about you being involved with piracy."

Her sapphire blue eyes met his emerald green, "There is no need. I would have suspected myself of piracy, under the conditions as I had been found. I shall tell you what happened when we are in council with the governor, due to the fact that I myself do not like to repeat such things," she stopped for a moment as her voice cracked and tears threatened to pour, "These events I do not ever wish to tell more then once in my life, so , Sir, you have no need to apologize to me for I should be apologizing to you. Pray forgive me for interfering in your day. I do wish we had met under better circumstances."

Rose's eyes traveled about the carriage for a moment, then they came to rest on the man before her, his powdered wig neatly worn, his tri-corder hat in his lap, and his uniform so cleanly worn. She couldn't help but smile at his clean uniform, he wore it so proudly, as most men did at the time, but the way he wore it, she knew that he earned his position as Captain and would soon become a commodore. Twas true that Captain James Norrington was a very ambitious man, he was doing something with his life.

" No need, I'm glad to have you ladies to disrupt my day. But after I hear what you have to say, I must return to the fort and make a report about this attack at sea." James was trying to figure out Rose, he had heard many a strange thing from the captain of that merchant ship.

"Liz- Oh forgive me, Miss Swann, I truly must thank you for saving me. For right now I fear that would be in irons, and thank you Captain Norrington for listening to her."

Elizabeth smiled, a kind smile, "This is the most I have heard you say, Rose, Please call me Lizzie, we've known each other for far to long."

Rose then looked at Lizzie, seeing her expensive cream colored dress and her blonde hair tucked up with pearl hairpins. She looked down at her own pale hands in her lap, feeling out of place, she after all was wearing a black and blue mourning dress, and Rose was a bit on the pale side, at night she almost glowed like the moon. Though Rose was pale she still held much beauty, being called a angel at points in her life.

Another silence ensued, Rose couldn't keep her mind off the traumatic events that happened to her just four days ago. Tears were ever threatening to fall from her eyes. Her hands began to shake as she saw it over and over again in her mind, Lizzie noticed this and reached over for Rose's hand. This cause Rose to move her hand away and look up at Lizzie.

"I'm fine, just a little stressed," Rose said her watery eyes looking straight at Lizzie, Her voice had cracked as she spoke.

"You know the last time you told me you were fine, you had broken your arm and didn't want anyone to worry about you."

A forced smile came to Rose's lips, "I shall always be like that. But right now believe that I'am fine."

James looked out the window, not really listening to the girls talking. Soon he caught sight of the gates that would lead to the large house, he had visited there on many occasions, but never for a occasion such as this. He was in company with the only daughter of one of the greatest Admirals to ever sail in the Caribbean. The Captain turned to look at the girl, he studied her for a moment, he noticed that she was wearing a mourning dress, black with a light blue design over the front. A very expensive looking dress. And her beauty was almost like a full moon shining upon the open waters, that could be seen at the fort.

"Captain, may I inquire as to what you are looking at?" Rose asked, while she was trying to figure out why he was staring at her.

Captain Norrington quickly snapped out of her daze, "Oh I was just thinking, my apologize, m'lady" he paused for a moment, "I believe we are almost to your Home, Miss Swann."

The Carriage stopped and the door opened. James stepped out, he then gave Elizabeth a hand out, then he reached for Rose, but Rosie was just going to step out without a hand, but James and Rose made eye contact again., this caused the cautious girl to reach out to him, slowly. She grabbed his hand and time seemed to stop. Rose could feel her heart beat faster, staring into James Norrington's green eyes, he was staring back. Rose felt strange, she felt something change within her. At that precise moment she forgot all her pain and sorrow, but then time began to move and Rose stepped out of the carriage.

Elizabeth was looking at them, with a smile. She was remembering how Rose was always afraid of people, and would not accept any hand out of a carriage enless it was her father, who would just pick her up and carry her to the door of there large home. This was a very strange day for Elizabeth, for she had found and saved her best friend. It had been so many years yet Lizzie still felt close to Rose. Rose seemed not to have changed , because Lizzie could still read her friend. They weren't children anymore, yet Lizzie now felt like one and all her stress melted away. But Lizzie couldn't help but feel that Rose was hiding something and when Rose had a secret she wouldn't tell a soul.