Disclaimer: I don't own POTC-TCOTBP ok? don't and i'm very upset about
that but hey, i ahve my plans *rubs hands together* -_^
Setting & Details: wow, i'm really getting into prologue's anway, it has no out right setting in the move. What i eman is, Jack, Will . . . everyone, are still as young as they were during the move . . . i don't know why but they are, even though it is set thirteen years after . . . do i know what i'm going on about? No! anyway, Prolouge ain't set that far after . . .
A/N: Enjoy -_^ Flame & Die but please R&R
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Everybody's Fool
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Prologue
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The pirate made his way along the back-streets of the harbour town. He knew where he was ehading, and now all he had to do was get there, without being seen. He carried something close to him, wrapped in white rags. He began to quicken in pace, and his boots thumped against the stones of the paths. Eventually he came to a small house in a back street, above the door was a blacksmith's sign. He grinned as he looked up at it, he had seen it before . . . But the sign itself was fading and had been written over, or drawn voer. Instead of a hammer, a skull and cross bones looked down upon him.
The pirate looked down at the bundle in his arms and then kncoked as quietly as he could upon the wooden door. He waited, looking around until a young man opened the door and gasped, looking at him. "Oh my god . . ." he gasped, "Ja-"
"Shh!" the pirate hissed, he was sure he was being watched. Then there was a silence. "What are ya' waiting for boy, move and let me in!" the young man did as he was told and the pirate staggered in as if he had lvied thier all his life.
"What brings you here then?" The guy asked, closing the door.
The pirate put down the bundle on the table and looked at him, "Stuff, i'm not staying if that's what you mean. Don't take it the wrong way, i will come and visit but i need you . . . to, er . . . look after ehr for me" and he unwrapped the bundle slightly, to reveal a baby, sleeping.
The man gasped, walking over and looking down on her, "Who's that?" he asked.
"My daughter . . ." the pirate sighed, slouching slightly as he stood and looked at her. The man looked up and raised an eyebrow.
"Why are you leaving her here?"
The pirate coughed as if shocked, "Don't get me wrong, i mean i'm sure a life of plunder and cannons and a life at sea would suit a baby just fine, i just thought she might be better off with people who could take care of her, in the right way"
The guy looke ddown and then suddenly gasped, when he understood the other man's words. "You mean me? I should keep her . . ."
"Yeah, that's what i mean" The pirate said, with no expression in his voice.
It hadn't crossed the man's mind, he would liek a child but this is not his own. "And what am i to ssay to her? Your dad left you here one night. Your a pirate?" he asked, looking at the pirate who was warming his hands by the fire.
He pulled something out of his pocket. It was an envolope, with something written on it. "When you think she needs to know, give her it" he said, handing it to the shocked young man. "And then, tell her the truth, say your her godfather, and then lie, and tell her i'm dead."
The young man nodde dslightly, feeling emotions run throguh him . . .
"Aimee" he read, from the white paper, "Her name?" The pirate nodded. The young man took a second to think about this . . . "Your not coming to visit?"
The pirate sighed and looked down at his daughter, this might be the last time he saw her. "What kid would be proud of thier dad, being a pirate . . ." he said.
"I would actually" said the young man, looking up.
The other man realized what he said and shrugged. "i needed something sentimental to say, didn't i?" The young man grinned slightly then rolled his eyes, he put the envolope on the table next to the baby. The pirate continued to look at his daughter, then turned away quickely. "Well, i'm off, thanks for this Will" he said, patting the young man on the shoulder, then heading for the door.
Will nodded, "Anything for an old friend"
"I'll be hoping to see you again" The pirate said, before opening the door.
"Goodbye Jack, Goodluck" Said Will as the pirate waved and left the building. He sighed and turned to look at his godchild.
Setting & Details: wow, i'm really getting into prologue's anway, it has no out right setting in the move. What i eman is, Jack, Will . . . everyone, are still as young as they were during the move . . . i don't know why but they are, even though it is set thirteen years after . . . do i know what i'm going on about? No! anyway, Prolouge ain't set that far after . . .
A/N: Enjoy -_^ Flame & Die but please R&R
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Everybody's Fool
~*~*~
Prologue
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The pirate made his way along the back-streets of the harbour town. He knew where he was ehading, and now all he had to do was get there, without being seen. He carried something close to him, wrapped in white rags. He began to quicken in pace, and his boots thumped against the stones of the paths. Eventually he came to a small house in a back street, above the door was a blacksmith's sign. He grinned as he looked up at it, he had seen it before . . . But the sign itself was fading and had been written over, or drawn voer. Instead of a hammer, a skull and cross bones looked down upon him.
The pirate looked down at the bundle in his arms and then kncoked as quietly as he could upon the wooden door. He waited, looking around until a young man opened the door and gasped, looking at him. "Oh my god . . ." he gasped, "Ja-"
"Shh!" the pirate hissed, he was sure he was being watched. Then there was a silence. "What are ya' waiting for boy, move and let me in!" the young man did as he was told and the pirate staggered in as if he had lvied thier all his life.
"What brings you here then?" The guy asked, closing the door.
The pirate put down the bundle on the table and looked at him, "Stuff, i'm not staying if that's what you mean. Don't take it the wrong way, i will come and visit but i need you . . . to, er . . . look after ehr for me" and he unwrapped the bundle slightly, to reveal a baby, sleeping.
The man gasped, walking over and looking down on her, "Who's that?" he asked.
"My daughter . . ." the pirate sighed, slouching slightly as he stood and looked at her. The man looked up and raised an eyebrow.
"Why are you leaving her here?"
The pirate coughed as if shocked, "Don't get me wrong, i mean i'm sure a life of plunder and cannons and a life at sea would suit a baby just fine, i just thought she might be better off with people who could take care of her, in the right way"
The guy looke ddown and then suddenly gasped, when he understood the other man's words. "You mean me? I should keep her . . ."
"Yeah, that's what i mean" The pirate said, with no expression in his voice.
It hadn't crossed the man's mind, he would liek a child but this is not his own. "And what am i to ssay to her? Your dad left you here one night. Your a pirate?" he asked, looking at the pirate who was warming his hands by the fire.
He pulled something out of his pocket. It was an envolope, with something written on it. "When you think she needs to know, give her it" he said, handing it to the shocked young man. "And then, tell her the truth, say your her godfather, and then lie, and tell her i'm dead."
The young man nodde dslightly, feeling emotions run throguh him . . .
"Aimee" he read, from the white paper, "Her name?" The pirate nodded. The young man took a second to think about this . . . "Your not coming to visit?"
The pirate sighed and looked down at his daughter, this might be the last time he saw her. "What kid would be proud of thier dad, being a pirate . . ." he said.
"I would actually" said the young man, looking up.
The other man realized what he said and shrugged. "i needed something sentimental to say, didn't i?" The young man grinned slightly then rolled his eyes, he put the envolope on the table next to the baby. The pirate continued to look at his daughter, then turned away quickely. "Well, i'm off, thanks for this Will" he said, patting the young man on the shoulder, then heading for the door.
Will nodded, "Anything for an old friend"
"I'll be hoping to see you again" The pirate said, before opening the door.
"Goodbye Jack, Goodluck" Said Will as the pirate waved and left the building. He sighed and turned to look at his godchild.