Curse of the Cruise Ship
Chapter One
The Cruise
Eternal Silver Flame Author's Note: I wish I lived at sea and was not a landlubber. I would also like to inform our readers that this is the first time I've written a story in third person. I am used to writing first person. Also, sorry for the really bad first chapter. And from here on out, I will be known as ESF.
wendystwin Author's Note: Dear people who read this, have fun, and know that this would be very cool if it were true. You all know it! Don't deny it! But anywho, read and review, ok? Thank you.
Disclaimer: If I, ESF (who has her own account and writes mostly Harry Potter fan fiction, look her up) owned Pirates of the Caribbean, her dad would not keep telling her to get a job. wendystwin had the, dare I say, brilliant idea to write this story, but I am the one who's typing everything. This will be the last disclaimer I write, unless I mention something later that I need a disclaimer for.
Summary: After an accident on a cruise ship in the Caribbean, Melody and Wendy Parks find themselves in a place that's all too familiar.
"Wendy! You have to see this! They're so cute!"
Melody Parks pulled her twin sister over to the starboard side of the bow, and forced her to look down at the dolphins that were playing in the waves made by the ship. It was the fifth day of a seven-day Caribbean cruse, which they had won a few week ago at the midnight showing of Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest. It was around six thirty in the morning and they would soon be stopping in Tortola, in the British Virgin Islands.
"We've seen dolphins before, Melody," said Wendy.
Melody rolled her eyes. "Yeah, in the zoo. But these are Caribbean dolphins. They drink rum."
"Dolphins don't drink rum!"
"That's what they want you to think."
"Attention passengers," announced the captain over the ship intercom, ending what would most likely have become a very long argument. "We will be arriving in Tortola in approximately twenty minutes to restock on food and supplies."
Wendy shared a smirk with Melody. "Tortola, eh?"
"Sounds like my favorite place."
"Tortuga?"
"Aye!" confirmed Melody. "Tortuga!"
"First," said Wendy, "lets get a Mountain Dew from our cabin. I'm craving one, but I don't want to spend my money on one on shore." Melody agreed, and the girls headed below deck to their cabin.
It was Wendy who heard it, as she was reaching for a bottle of Mountain Dew in the small refrigerator in their cabin. She straightened and looked over at her sister. It sounded like it had come from directly beneath them.
"Did you hear that?"
Over on her bed, Melody looked up from her laptop, on which she had been playing a game of solitaire. "Hear what?"
"That noise."
Melody looked confused. "You must be hearing things, Wendy," she said, and returned to her card game.
Deciding that she had been hearing things, Wendy picked up a Mountain Dew and closed the fridge. She sat next to her sister and opened the plastic bottle.
Then there was an explosion, and everything went dark.