Hide the Rum!
YAY! Another story by me! Lol. So, ever since I've started hearing about the new Pirates movie, my addiction to the movie has returned. I have no idea if the title will end up having anything to do with the story, but it sounded good at the time. YAY! ...I don't even know what this is gonna be about, im just gonna go with it.
Chapter One: Running Away.
18 year old McKayla Egnersat at the end of a dock, swinging her feet back and forth while singing her favorite pirate song.She laid back, her hands behind her head, looking up at the stars above her. There was nothing she liked more than the sound of the sea and clear dark skies. She only wished she could be with her father onhis ship the Golden Phoenix. She was forbidden from going out to sea with him. He was too worried about the dangers of a girl of McKayla's age being on a pirate ship. McKayla's father was Captain William Egner, a pirate. The Phoenix may not have been a well-known ship, but it was a ship of pirates nonetheless. They raided ships, ransacked villages, and reeked havoc in anyway they could. McKayla had tried many a time to stowaway on her father's ship, but she was always caught. She had many arguments with her father, and none of them resulted in her winning.
She sighed as she stood slowly, knowing it was time for her to go back home. Her mother would be waiting for her, probably angry as usual. Her mother was always angry for the first few days after her husband left once again in the search of more treasure.McKayla didn't know why, it happened every few weeks, and it had stopped effecting her that much, except for when she tried to get her father to take her with him. She hoped that one day she would be able to go. One way or another she would find her way out to sea. As she walked back to her small house in Port Royal, she smiled as she remembered her first day at sea, before her father had became a pirate.
McKayla stared out into the horizon. She sat on her father's shoulders as he steered the ship out of the harbor on his way to the next port. She smiled as she felt the wind blow through her thick brown hair, and heard the waves of the sea splashing against the ship. It had been a beautiful day, and it was fading into a beautiful night. Father and daughter watched the sun set over Carribean waters. McKayla yawned and stretched, her little body ready for bed.
McKayla had been 5 then. It had been 13 long years since she had been on the sea, and she missed it more than anything. It had only been one time, but she remembered it like it was yesterday. A child born to be at sea, she longed to be back on the sea.
"Momma, I'm back!" McKayla announced as she cautiously walked through the house.
"'Bout time you got home! You've been gone since noon, child!"
"Im sorry Momma. It won't happen again"
"You say that every time, yet it happens again and again. Your father banned you from sailing on the sea, and I'm getting close to banning you from even SEEING it!"
"You wouldn't DARE!" McKayla yelled at her fuming mother.
"You know I would McKayla Jo! Do NOT tempt me child! I'm sick of you wandering at these hours!"
"Im sorry Momma!" McKayla walked past her mother, heading up the stairs to her room.
McKayla's mother sat down on the couch, her head rested on her hand. She didn't want McKayla near the sea. She had her reasons, but McKayla would never know.
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McKayla went through her closet, throwing some clothing and essential items into a small bag that sat on her bed. Once finished rummaging through her belongings, she swung her bag over her shoulder and headed downstairs. She found her mother sleeping on the couch, smiled and sneaked through the room, managing to open the door without making a noise. She set a note down on the table next to it, and crept off into the night. She made her way to the docks, careful not to be seen by any of the night time wanderers. Once she successfully made it to the docks, she found the perfect ship. She climbed aboard, carefully avoiding the few people that remained on the ship and sneaked down into the brig. Hey, it may not be the nicest place to hide, but it saves them the trouble of throwing me down here when they find me . She thought. She threw her stuff down into a corner and sat on top of it, waiting for the crew to return.