A/N: An unusual twist on the classic Pocahontas Disney film, using everyone's favorite stoic solider and cheeky huntress! This is the first fic I've written in a LONG time, so bare with me. I really wanted the first Fic on this profile to be Flight, and this is what resulted after listening to Colors of the Wind. Anyway, this is only the prologue, so of course it's not very long, silly angels. Enjoy:D (I have no beta for this so…lawl.)
The great ocean, often vast and unwavering, pulsing with all the power that it is, was and will be, paled in comparison to the cerulean steel that was glaring at it now. The Sergeant was scanning the horizon, which had only recently cleared up enough to be visible with the sun's slow rise. Soft, rose-colored tresses framed the Sergeant's regal, nearly angelic features. The tip of a perfectly sculpted nose and cheeks were tainted a slightly darker shade of her hair, the crisp air nipping at her face as the ship trudged on. They were so close. She could feel it.
"LAND HO!" a deep voice bellowed, confirming the Sargent's silent assumption. She looked down at the deck of the large ship, (the best Cocoonian money could buy), to nod towards the man who had confirmed the presence of the New World. She gripped the fine wood rail of the balcony she stood upon in silent anticipation, her white gloves crinkling slightly at the force. She sensed a looming presence behind her and turned like a whip, immediately saluting in a respectful, curt manor to the large man currently standing behind her. She stood silently after returning her arm to her side, patiently waiting for the Captain to speak.
The Captain towered over the Sergeant, dark black hair slicked back into a short ponytail at his neck. He kept a beefy hand on the hilt of his sword at all times, a dark brow raised on his face, which had a deep scar running vertically from his chin to his temple on his right side. His eyes were an almost ugly shade of dark brown, and they were wide with anticipation of riches that were only a few miles from his reach. He grinned at the thought, a scurvy infected mouth appearing under his bushy mustache. He turned the expression to the gorgeous Sergeant beside him. Her permanent scowl never failed to make his fearless ruling demeanor waver slightl , but that didn't stop him from slipping his meaty finger under her chin to tilt her face up to face him directly. The crystal eyes made him shiver as they glared up at him, and it made him grin farther. He leaned his face in to give his upcoming command. "Get them prepared to dock. Tell them to clear a section of the forest to set up a fort."
She ripped her chin from his grip but nodded nonetheless.
He grinned again. "Good girl, Lightning."
The Sergeant turned back again, this time leaping over the railing to swiftly land on the deck below.
She would have to sanitize her face later.
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~A/N: Prologue finished! This might lean a bit towards BOTH Pocahontas 1&2, so expect sequences from both, along with my own added scenes. 1 review and ill gladly continue. HAVE A LOVEY DAY, MY RAINBOW TURTLES!
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