Note: This story was written by my friend named Evil_Poptart and myself. She is audrey and I am Kate in this story
and girls, please don't kill us for stealing Jack and Will away from you. lol, anyway and please don't get pissed at us for killing Elizabeth off, if we didn't there would be a huge problem in this story.
anyway on with the story!!
Disclaimer: we do not own Pirates of the caribbean, we own the characters who are not in the movie.
Introduction
Will Turner walked down the long hallway towards his fiancées room. Elizabeth had been in there all afternoon and he was beginning to worry. Their wedding was in the morning and he had to make sure she was alright. Will nodded curtly to a maid walking past him and he stopped in front of the door. He rapped his knuckles gently on the mahogany surface.
"Elizabeth, darling, are you alright in there?" he called. There was no answer.
"Elizabeth?" he called. Still nothing. Will turned the door knob and let himself in. Elizabeth laid on the bed, the moonlight ghosting over her made her look serene and almost angelic. Will smiled and walked quietly towards her. He kneeled beside the bed and took her hand into his. He gave a short gasp, her hands were freezing. Will looked up to see that the window was closed. It was quite warm in the room as well.
"Elizabeth?" he called again. Still no answer. Will got up and took her by the shoulders to shake her awake gently until her pale blond head fell from the bed to the floor. Will stared at the head of his fiancée at his feet, then at the decapitated, perfect body on the bed, and fell to the floor in a faint
*
A grand ship sailed threw the Caribbean Ocean. It had grand sails and it was a nicely polished vessel.
It was the middle of the night and Colonel Brandon stood on a watch duty. He was a stern man, with black hair in a ponytail and he wore a hat, navy-blue jacket and trousers.
Another man walked up behind him and tapped him on the shoulder. He wore soldiers outfit, in red and white.
"Mr. Farrell. Yes, I did sent for you" said Colonel.
"Colonel Brandon, where are we?" asked Mr. Richard Farrell.
"We are headed toward Port Royal" Colonel Brandon said, "Uh where is my fiancée?"
"Shes probably on the starboard side, You could see her from here, dont worry" Richard said.
Richards daughter was the Colonels Fiancée, and by the looks of it, Richard was more used to having his daughter run around and does mischievous things than Colonel Brandon was used to it.
Kate Farrell rested her arms upon the rails of the ship. She had deep copper blonde hair pulled up with a few curls hanging loosely around her face. She wore a white hat over her head and a flowing white gown. A pendant of a dove diving out of the water lay upon her neck.
"Oh Katherine" said Colonel.
Katherine rolled her eyes.
"Kate, its Kate" she said turning to him.
"Well, I just wanted to know why do you keep running off like this?"
"A woman, like my self needs to be free sometimes. Im not a prized possession that you must gawk at every hour of the hour Colonel" she said, then he turned and said,
"Alright. I am just worried about your behaviour. It could have a bad influence on you" Colonel Brandon said as Kate turned back to her daydreaming.
In the distance she saw a black ship sail past. Its tall mast stood up to the heavens with ugly black ruined sails.
"What vessel is that?" she asked just as Colonel walked away.
He turned around and saw what she was looking at too. He ran to her side.
"Good lord" he muttered.
"What is it?" Kate asked with concern.
Crewmembers stopped what they were doing and looked up to see the vessel.
"I thought that was only a bloody myth" said one crewmember.
"Well, now you can say it wasnt" said his friend.
Colonel walked toward the bridge.
"Colonel! I demand to know what the matter was!" Kate said angrily.
"The Black Pearl. It is a ship of the damned and they say evil pirates sail it" he said.
"So what are we going to do?" she asked.
"Nothing about it, look! There is Port Royal." he pointed out to a harbour in the distance. Palm trees surrounded the area and a town or village was seen through the trees.
and girls, please don't kill us for stealing Jack and Will away from you. lol, anyway and please don't get pissed at us for killing Elizabeth off, if we didn't there would be a huge problem in this story.
anyway on with the story!!
Disclaimer: we do not own Pirates of the caribbean, we own the characters who are not in the movie.
Introduction
Will Turner walked down the long hallway towards his fiancées room. Elizabeth had been in there all afternoon and he was beginning to worry. Their wedding was in the morning and he had to make sure she was alright. Will nodded curtly to a maid walking past him and he stopped in front of the door. He rapped his knuckles gently on the mahogany surface.
"Elizabeth, darling, are you alright in there?" he called. There was no answer.
"Elizabeth?" he called. Still nothing. Will turned the door knob and let himself in. Elizabeth laid on the bed, the moonlight ghosting over her made her look serene and almost angelic. Will smiled and walked quietly towards her. He kneeled beside the bed and took her hand into his. He gave a short gasp, her hands were freezing. Will looked up to see that the window was closed. It was quite warm in the room as well.
"Elizabeth?" he called again. Still no answer. Will got up and took her by the shoulders to shake her awake gently until her pale blond head fell from the bed to the floor. Will stared at the head of his fiancée at his feet, then at the decapitated, perfect body on the bed, and fell to the floor in a faint
*
A grand ship sailed threw the Caribbean Ocean. It had grand sails and it was a nicely polished vessel.
It was the middle of the night and Colonel Brandon stood on a watch duty. He was a stern man, with black hair in a ponytail and he wore a hat, navy-blue jacket and trousers.
Another man walked up behind him and tapped him on the shoulder. He wore soldiers outfit, in red and white.
"Mr. Farrell. Yes, I did sent for you" said Colonel.
"Colonel Brandon, where are we?" asked Mr. Richard Farrell.
"We are headed toward Port Royal" Colonel Brandon said, "Uh where is my fiancée?"
"Shes probably on the starboard side, You could see her from here, dont worry" Richard said.
Richards daughter was the Colonels Fiancée, and by the looks of it, Richard was more used to having his daughter run around and does mischievous things than Colonel Brandon was used to it.
Kate Farrell rested her arms upon the rails of the ship. She had deep copper blonde hair pulled up with a few curls hanging loosely around her face. She wore a white hat over her head and a flowing white gown. A pendant of a dove diving out of the water lay upon her neck.
"Oh Katherine" said Colonel.
Katherine rolled her eyes.
"Kate, its Kate" she said turning to him.
"Well, I just wanted to know why do you keep running off like this?"
"A woman, like my self needs to be free sometimes. Im not a prized possession that you must gawk at every hour of the hour Colonel" she said, then he turned and said,
"Alright. I am just worried about your behaviour. It could have a bad influence on you" Colonel Brandon said as Kate turned back to her daydreaming.
In the distance she saw a black ship sail past. Its tall mast stood up to the heavens with ugly black ruined sails.
"What vessel is that?" she asked just as Colonel walked away.
He turned around and saw what she was looking at too. He ran to her side.
"Good lord" he muttered.
"What is it?" Kate asked with concern.
Crewmembers stopped what they were doing and looked up to see the vessel.
"I thought that was only a bloody myth" said one crewmember.
"Well, now you can say it wasnt" said his friend.
Colonel walked toward the bridge.
"Colonel! I demand to know what the matter was!" Kate said angrily.
"The Black Pearl. It is a ship of the damned and they say evil pirates sail it" he said.
"So what are we going to do?" she asked.
"Nothing about it, look! There is Port Royal." he pointed out to a harbour in the distance. Palm trees surrounded the area and a town or village was seen through the trees.