"My Ain True Love"
By: Don Juanita Triumphant & Lemony Apple
Chapter One: The Valiant
It had been any regular week off for any two regular teenagers...all right, so we weren't totally regular. We had just boarded the beautiful U.S.S. Valiant, setting sail for our dream get away-the Caribbean. My best friend and cousin, Persephone Leroux had flown down from Massachusetts to visit for the summer, and we were planning to have one hot summer. This was only the first queue. We'd go to the Caribbean, sail to Spain, and then party in Cancun...just because both of us were now legally eighteen.
We stood on deck, watching as the shore slowly became less and less visible. Persephone turned to me, smiling her pretty sparkling white smile. "Can you believe this? Look! It looks just like something out of-"
"Pirates of the Caribbean!" We both squealed, jumping up and down.
I know what you all are thinking-Persephone? Well, let's just say our mothers aren't the most normal of people. When they had both become pregnant near the same time, my mother, Miriam, had wagered to Persephone's mother-Meredith, who could stay at a smaller weight than the other during those nine months. Irony seemed to rule the roost when it turned out that both women were the exact same weight at the end of the nine months. Rolling their eyes and nearly getting them stuck that way, the two women had been at the hospital, sharing rooms with one another and discussed names. We didn't have names for a while. Two days after both of us were born, one of the nurses I suppose, must have left the books, but two copies of 'Greek Mythology' were left by the bed tables. The sisters took hold of them, and had agreed that their children were worth only the most attractive and beautiful names. Persephone, the god Hades' wife. Queen of the Underworld? I always thought it had a nice ring.
"Oh wow, those rain clouds don't look to good," I said cautiously at the darkening sky that we were heading straight into. Persephone grimaced. "I can't stand storms," She said hiding underneath her towel. "They scare me."
I shook my head, smiling. "Come on, I'm bored. Let's go swimming or something." Persephone nodded, following in suit as the two girls walked from the deck to go inside into the dining hall.
Now, the action begins...
Jazzy swing music roamed throughout the dining hall as we descended the beautiful grand stair case. Glass elevators were at every corner, and there was an entire wall made up of glass that held an aquarium of tropical fish.
We both stood near the waiter's booth, waiting to be seated-when we saw it. Yes, there's always an it. Well for us, this it was something big. "Ooooh, look at this." I cooed picking up the flyer that lay on the little table. Persephone's eyes widened as I read the bright pink flyer.
'Enchanting Portraits
From Queen Elizabeth to Arwen Undomiel,
Dress up in beautiful corsets and wave fine swords and have your picture taken in them! You'll look as if you've stepped right out of the 1800's! $20.00 for two, $30.00 for three, and so on," I read.
I turned to her, smiling brightly. "I've always wanted to do this! Every time we come across one though, we never have enough money..." I bit my lip thoughtfully.
"Where does it say it's at?" She asked curiously.
"Umm...in the theater."
"What time?"
"It starts at six thirty."
Persephone smiled. "We better book it then-it's almost 5:45."
I grimaced as the waiter led us to our table. "Eh...corsets..."
"Oooh, this is tight!" I yelped. Persephone was already passed out on the floor as the old woman tied the corset up behind me. The poor thing was too short to reach my ties, so stood on the couch behind me. I had tried sucking in before she started, but there was no time for that when she nearly stuffed me into a chemise and had already pulled over the corset.
"You have a nice frame-corsets were meant to give women curves. Neither of you really need them, but the dresses just don't work without them," She said simply. I arched an elegant eyebrow at her.
"Are you sure, because I've heard-"
"So what dresses did you ladies have your eyes on?" She asked rather quickly. Persephone jumped up, cackling madly as she skidded into the closet where billions of heaps were hung up in all sorts of colors. "THIS ONE!" She squealed returning with a silvery grayish gown. The silk just seemed like a fountain of platinum water. Along the sides of the bodice were amateur sewed pearls. I smiled. "That is-"
:BOOOM:
The ship gave a sickening lurch to the side, knocking all three of us women over. Persephone and I both were hurled across the room, hitting the door and bursting through. Rain water poured from the sky, drenching everything. I tried to catch myself as I hit the bar of the ship. In the speed and force that the ship had suddenly threw us in, it was impossible to balance myself. I lost my grip on the railing. The harsh impact of water surrounding me enveloped my senses.
I had gone over board.
Lightning flashes above in the midnight sky, giving nothing but the illumination for a few heart beats, then going pitch black once more. Water...above me, below me, and all around-I was dying! Suffocating, water pressing against my body from every direction. I tried to swim up, and only felt submerged even more. I had finally been able to come up for a quick breath, but an enormous wave soon took over the air above me, and I was sent back into the dark depths once more. Underwater, I couldn't see my hand in front of me. I had been on the swim team since junior high, and could hold my breath for almost three minutes...but it was so different. With each wave crashing over head, and each roar of thunder sent my nerves to shattered pieces, and this took away a lot of my concentration. So instead of focusing on getting more air, I was scared out of my wits that a shark would come up and drag me down. Where had Persephone gone? The ship? What would happen to me? They wouldn't notice that I had gone! I was able to come up about thirty seconds later, and gulped all the air that I could before being tossed against another surf. It continued like this for God knows how long. It was several hours, and I was so out of my mind with exhaustion that I had stopped trying to get air.
I'm going to die, and there's nothing that I can do about it, I thought helplessly as my head lolled above the waves for a second time in a minute. My eyes rolled to the back of my head, the feeling of fatigue taking over and my lips gently slipped apart, water surging into my mouth effortlessly. I slowly felt my weight sink underneath the water…
Ranger Barrowsteem cursed every deity known to man as the harsh rain beat him and his vision into oblivion. Nothing was like the rain, especially when you were also on a watch in the pitch black-rain only fueled the fire. He could hear voices below, but ignoring the shouts from the commanding captain, he reduced it to rolling his eyes.
Nothing interesting had happened to him since he'd been hired as a scout on this damn ship, and now he almost regretted even applying. Their captain was a weird soul, very peculiar indeed…
In that next moment, lightning flashed, lighting up the sky and giving everyone a clear shot at an illuminated ocean. It was miraculous from up in the nest, too…just to look out and gaze at the crashing waves of sapphire…something white caught his eye amidst the blackness of the waves. Something…floating. Barely. Taking the spy glass from his pocket, he swiftly moved it in front of his nose, looking out into the blackness of the night before the rain clogged the spectacle.
Was that…? No! It couldn't be…could it?
It was a body!
Shouting as loud as his voice could stretch, Ranger hollered over the wind, "MAN OVER BOARD!"
I thought I was going to be relieved of my life here on the blue planet, but when the water turned rather cold by the wind, I knew I could still feel…so obviously I was alive. I felt restrained, however. I was numb all over, and felt to exhausted and worn to even fight for survival. Something…muffled…I heard a distant whistle somewhere. All sounds were reduced to the queerest sounds, however, when water filled my ears so much my head was almost overcome with pressure.
Suddenly, and most roughly, I felt something grab me, but instead of what I anticipated, I was sharply pulled upward from amidst the dark depths. Two arms underneath the water secured me against something strong and steady. I gasped from surprise, my mouth filling with water. I began to struggle, whimpering underwater. I couldn't see it was so dark! Another phase of fatigue swept me, and I felt myself let go of all my senses then. I had passed out for several moments, but strangely enough, in a way, heard everything going on around me. I was lifted several times, shouts and strange noises filling the thunder claps.
Then, I was laid down on solid ground. LAND!
Two voices were traded over me. One rough and grizzly. "Saw 'er 'bout ten yards away." It said.
"Good," I heard a rather suave voice nearest me. A man's voice…it seemed so familiar, but I ignored this as I heaved water from my stomach, suddenly flipping over to vomit sea water. Someone held me up slightly and most awkwardly. My eyes lopsidedly opened and the blurred vision of…of the strangest looking men I'd ever seen swirled about me. It couldn't be…no…not in a million years!
Pirates surrounded me, but the most shocking of all kneeled beside me.
Captain Jack Sparrow.
A/N: Hello and welcome to our fanfic! This is Don Juanita Triumphant and Lemony Apple's duo story! WOOHOO! If you want to know a little bit about us here are somethings you might like to know: this is NOT our first fic. Lemony Apple has written numerous stories in Degrassi and Phantom of the Opera, and Don Juanita has written in Gone With the Wind, Lord of the Rings, and Phantom of the Opera. We love Orlando and Johnny, and PotC, and we REALLY love this story and hope you love it too.
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