Author: phantombabe
Rating: PG-13 (for mild language and violence)
Disclaimer: No matter how much I wish I owned the cast of Pirates of the Caribbean… I don't and I'm not making any money off of this story, bla, bla, bla. (runs off crying hysterically) (-Blinks-) Ok I'm back now. Ok seriously. At the beginning of the story, I borrow the beginning of the movie, and it's not mine either.
Comments: Thank you so much to my best friend BEAR. I couldn't have done it without you. Really! We sat up all night typing it. Thanks a bunch and by the way I dedicate this story to her. BFF!!!
Chapter One: Man Over Board
Elizabeth Swan stood on the deck of a rather large ship watching her younger sister stand on the bowit singing "A Pirate's Life For Me" very softly, hoping that no one could hear her. But, out of the corner of her eye, Elizabeth saw Mr. Gibbs walk up to her and swiftly turn her around, saying, "Quiet missy. Cursed Pirates sail these waters. You don't want to bring them down on us, now do ya?" Lieutenant Norrington interrupted, saying, "Mr. Gibbs that will do." "She was singing about pirates!" He said defensively. "It's bad luck to be singing about pirates," He continued. "especially with us mired in this unnatural fog. Mark my words." "Consider them marked." Replied Lieutenant Norrington haughtily. "On your way." "Aye Lieutenant." Gibbs replied obediently, going on his way. But he couldn't help adding something under his breath. "It's bad luck to bring a woman on board. Even a miniature one." He finished, sneaking off to take a swig of rum from a hidden flask around his neck.
"I think it'd be rather exciting to meet a pirate." Said Grace looking up at Lieutenant Norrington.
"Think again Miss Swan." He said, smiling shortly. "Vile and dissolute creatures, the lot of them." He stepped up beside her. "I intend to see to it that any man who sails under a pirate flag or wears a pirate brand gets what he deserves: A short drop and a sudden stop." Grace looked confused for a moment, though gasped when Mr. Gibbs modeled a hanging noose with his bowtie.
Captain Swann, Grace and Elizabeth's father, soon broke all the commotion off and Grace returned to sea-gazing.
Elizabeth soon came to join her sister. The crew members in her path smiled warmly as she passed. Everyone, even the hardened military men loved the Governor's oldest daughter. Grace gasped as she felt arms encircle her into a hug. "Lizzie!" Elizabeth smiled warmly to her sister and returned her gaze to the foggy scenery, Grace snuggling into her sister's arms.
Suddenly, a menacing looking ship flashed before her eyes.
'The Black Pearl?!' She thought. She knew this ship from old stories she used to hear from her mother. Before she could linger on the fact, it disappeared from her sight, as fast as it had come,retreating into the fog. She dismissed it as being a trick of the mind and continued to stare out into the water. Her thoughts were interrupted by her sister.
"Lizzie, what is that?" Asked her sister, pointing to something in the water.
Elizabeth looked to where her sister was pointing and something cought her eye. There was a figure. She looked closer and to her horror she saw that it was a man.
"Man overboard! There's a man in the water!" Elizabeth yelled, alerting all the sailors, including Lieutenant Norrington and her father.
"Man overboard!" Echoed Norrington. "Bring him on board!" Somehow, they hauled the man onto the deck of the ship.
He wasn't breathing.
"We have to help him, Lieutenant. He look's not even the shy age of 20." Said the Captain, kneeling next to the prone body.
"Don't worry, Captain. I'm working on it." Norrington knelt down next to the man, a boy to his eyes, and began chest compressions.
The Captain watched anxiously as Elizabeth and Grace came to stand behind him.
Suddenly the man started coughing up a mixture of water and blood.
The Lieutenant turned him on his side to prevent him from choking.
"Easy, son." Soothed the Lieutenant.
The man suddenly jumped up and held a knife to Lieutenant Norrington's throat.
"Son, think for a moment." Said the Lieutenant calmly, even though his heart was about to jump through his mouth. "If you kill me, the whole crew will be on you in a-" Before he could finish the slightly smaller man collapsed into his arms.
The Lieutenant, looking rather shocked, checked for a pulse. When he found one, it was weak, but it was there. He then picked the man up and began to carry him down to the brig.
"What do you think you're doing?" Asked Elizabeth, finding it quiet barbaric that the Lieutenant was going to imprison the man, even though he desperately needed medical attention.
"We still don't know who this boy is, and we just saw what he is capable of. I think the brig is the best place for him. Besides, we have no more beds available on board." He said as he turned around to face Elizabeth.
"You may place him in my room, for he will surely die from infection if you leave him down in that horrid brig until we arrive in England." She said turning to lead the Lieutenant to her room, without even waiting to hear his response.
The Lieutenant could only sigh and follow her.
That's it for the first chapter. Review and tell me what you think. It inspires me to keep writing. If I don't get enough reviews, I might just leave you hanging. (evil laugh) Just kidding. I would never do that to my readers… or would I… I have chapter two already typed, whether I post it, or not, all depends on you. Xoxo to all my fans.