Hey all. This is a fun story I've been writing for my friends and sister, who wanted me to post it on here. So here it is. I'll give it a shot. Hope you enjoy! And sorry if it gets kind of confusing. Most of the focus is supposed to be on Aeron, but it switches, not gonna lie. ^^

Name: Aeron Sage

Age: 22

Hair: Shoulder length, red

Eyes: Blue-green

Height: 5'10

Name: Bellatrix Sage

Age: 24

Hair: Long, wavy, reddish-blonde

Eyes: Blue-green

Height: 5'6"

Name: Wisteria Sage

Age: 25

Hair: Long, brown

Eyes: Brown

Height: 5'7"

Ship Name: The Siren's Call

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Aeron stood at the helm leaning lazily on the railing. Bellatrix and Wisteria continued to parry on the deck below, Bellatrix laughing jauntily. The dark, vast ocean stretched on to their left, a wall of rock visible on the horizon to their right. Somewhere among the rocks a clock tolled in long, eerie tones. Bellatrix and Wisteria stopped and looked toward the cliffs. Lit torches dotted the coast and glowed in a watchtower.

"Hats off, ladies," Bellatrix murmured. "Someone's leaving this world tonight."

"Filthy cretins," Aeron spat angrily. "Damn English government is out of control."

"Hang the government if anything is to be hanged," Wisteria slurred, flourishing her sword a little too extravagantly and throwing her off balance. She caught herself on a crate and snorted with laughter.

Aeron quirked an eyebrow at Bellatrix.

She grinned and shook her head while saying, "She's had too much rum."

"I resent that," Wisteria said with a frown, stumbling toward Bellatrix. "I have only had one bottle and a few swigs and I am functioning perfectly fine." Her sword slipped from her hand and clattered loudly to the floor.

Aeron laughed and retorted, "Only if your normal way of functioning is drunk."

She grumbled and fell to her knees trying to pick up her sword. Bellatrix and Aeron laughed hysterically at the sight and Wisteria struggled to her feet.

She glared at them and said, "Ha ha, very fun-oh look! A ship!"

Aeron stood up straight and looked in the direction her hand was swaying in. A dark ship with tattered black sails was looming out of the darkness behind them. She pulled out her spyglass and scanned the ship momentarily.

She lowered it and said quietly, " 's the Black Pearl…"

"The Pearl?" Bellatrix asked, bounding up the steps. "Let me have a look."

Aeron handed her the spyglass and leaned on the railing again. She stared curiously at the Pearl, her brow furrowed.

"What's she doin' here, I wonder," Bellatrix said, handing her back her retracted spyglass. Wisteria stumbled up the stairs clinging to the railing.

She pouted and mumbled, "No fair. I wanted to see, too."

"Ye can barely see now," Aeron pointed out. "The spyglass doesn't fix double vision. If I let you handle me spyglass in your condition you're either going to hurt yourself or break it."

"Should we do anything?" Bellatrix asked.

Aeron shook her head and replied, "No. They're no threat to us. Don't go to arms unless they show signs of aggression."

Wisteria leaned heavily on the railing and asked, " 'spose Jack Sparrow's on board?"

Aeron smiled and said, "One would hope so. He is the captain."

"Why do you ask?" Bellatrix questioned suspiciously.

" 'cause then the confrontation would be terribly sexy."

Aeron chuckled and Bellatrix said, "Agreed, but surely ye know of his reputation with women."

"Of course, but I don't care. Doesn' make 'im any less sexy to me."

Aeron shook her head and watched the Black Pearl sail out toward open water at an angle that would bring them right past their ship.

Bellatrix huffed and said, "They could easily head straight out. Is it necessary for them to come so close?"

Aeron laughed and replied, "Honestly, Bella. Do ye know nothing of Captain Sparrow?"

"He's probably just curious about our ship."

"Curiosity killed the cat," Wisteria slurred enthusiastically.

Bellatrix and Aeron glanced at each other and rolled their eyes.

"Do ye even know what we're talking about?" Aeron asked playfully.

Wisteria peered at her through one eye and said, "…Cats?"

Aeron laughed. "Right. I think it's about time for ye to hit the sack."

"What will I do with a sack? I want to go to bed."

She rolled her eyes again and smiled. "After his ship passes."

"Which will be any moment now, Aeron," Bellatrix added.

Sure enough; while they were chatting the Pearl had nearly reached them.

Bellatrix stood Wisteria up straight and said, "Try not to look vulnerable. That's how pirates lose their ships. Prey on the weak, love."

Some of the crew looked at them curiously as they passed. The Pearl appeared to be in bad shape – run down, broken. Then of course Jack Sparrow was at the helm. He inspected their ship as they looked on. Aeron couldn't help but swell with pride at how well maintained their own ship was. Captain Sparrow finally laid eyes on them. He was undeniably sexy, but she would never be caught with a man like him. Wisteria on the other hand giggled at what she was certain was an image of a certain captain in the nude. With a charming smirk he removed his hat and bowed to them. Aeron quirked an eyebrow and they simply nodded to them as they passed.

As the Black Pearl faded into the gathering mist, Wisteria giggled again and said, "I wouldn't mind getting' into his knickers."

Aeron rolled her eyes and said, "Alright, time for bed." She took Wisteria's arm and put it across the back of her neck to help her walk, Bellatrix taking the other. The three of them laughed the whole way to her room. She fell onto her bed and was out cold before she could even get changed.

Aeron shut her door and said to Bellatrix, "Goodnight, Bells. Get a good night's sleep."

" 'Night," she replied through a yawn. "Don't let Mr. Sparrow bite. Unless you're into that kind of thing."

Aeron laughed and shook her head, strolling toward her cabin.

Next Day

Aeron woke up at sunrise and headed to her bathroom to clean up. Sure they were pirates, but they may very well have been the cleanest pirates sailing the ocean. They prided themselves on keeping their ship in good condition. That was what you got when women captained a pirate ship. She strolled up on deck and stretched. Bellatrix had already gotten the crew up and running. She stood at the helm barking orders. Aeron rolled her eyes and helped Sebastian and Victoria raise the anchor. Bellatrix was definitely not a morning person.

Wisteria was nowhere to be seen. She must've still been in a drunken comatose state below deck. Aeron made a memo to go down and wake her up within the hour. Bellatrix checked her compass and map spread out on the table behind her.

"Hoist the sails! There's a good, strong wind this morning!" she bellowed.

"Where are we headed?" Aeron asked, gripping the railing and leaning away from it.

"We need to stop at Guillese for more water and fruit (damn straight I just made up an island!). Then I fancy a trip to Tortuga. You?"

Aeron grinned and said, "You know me. I'm always up for a trip to Tortuga. Shits and giggles, mate. Wisteria in a pub drunk off 'er ass is still the greatest thing I've ever seen."

"Aye. That it is."

She sighed heavily. "I better go wake the beast. She needs to get dressed and out of her hangover before we get to Guillese. We'll be needin' her strength."

"Good luck with that," Bellatrix scoffed.

Aeron headed below deck and started hollering Wisteria's name before even reaching her door. By the time she reached for the doorknob, Wisteria flung her door open looking murderous.

Aeron grinned and said, "Glad to see you're awake. We're headed for Guillese, so ye best get dressed."

Wisteria started to slam the door, but Aeron quickly planted her boot in the doorway. She started shuffling back to her bed, muttering angry things to herself.

"We'll be going to Tortuga as well," Aeron added slyly.

Wisteria paused and scratched her head.

"Tortuga… There will be rum and me-en."

She growled and shuffled to her bathroom. As soon as Aeron heard water sloshing about she grinned and left. After a long while, Wisteria finally joined them above deck. She squinted and blocked out the light with her hand.

"Oi! Glad to see you're awake," Bellatrix called to her.

Wisteria waved her off and leaned on the railing, staring into the waves. Aeron started down the stairs to the deck. Sebastian, one of the youngest in their crew, met her at the bottom. They'd picked him up in Ireland several years back. He was orphaned and living on the streets. He was currently only eighteen, but he was tall and lanky. His short messy hair was a coppery brown, his eyes a warm hazel. He was actually quite handsome. He'd have luck with the ladies when he was older.

"Morning' Cap'n Aeron," he said brightly. "Might ye be able to help with me swordsmanship today? I been off target a bit lately."

"Sure thing," she replied eagerly, drawing her sword. They'd further trained nearly every member of their crew. Some were old enough to not need it.

"Now what seems to be the problem?" she asked, standing at the ready.

"I been workin' with Mr. Totter on me combat, but 'e always manages to catch me in me right side. I can't figure it out how 'd does it!" Sebastian said, flustered.

"Alright then. Attack me."

He lunged at her, swinging widely. She could see within seconds the mistakes he was making.

"Aye, that's enough," she said. "Your footing's all wrong. Here. When ye move your sword like this…" She demonstrated. "…step here with your right foot. Give it a try. There ye go. From there it's easy to pivot; let's ye move quicker."

Wisteria joined them and said," Let's say you and me give the lad a better demonstration."

Aeron smirked and said, "Watch closely, Sebastian."

She sprung forward, her sword clashing with Wisteria's.

"Ye see Sebastian, your problem is that ye leave your right side open to attack. You swing too widely. Bring your arm in closer and you'll have more power behind your blows. Aha!"

She caught the underside of Wisteria's sword and flicked it out of her hand.

Wisteria sighed and said, "Damn it all! Not again…"

Aeron chuckled and said, "I just know all your moves too well. You're easy for me to figure out. Now Sebastian, come at me again."

Wisteria grumbled and scooped up her sword. She joined Bellatrix at the helm, talking animatedly, waving her hands about. Sebastian came at Aeron and the air was once more filled with the sound of swords clashing. His movements were much tighter, but he still left his sides unguarded.

"Much better, much better," Aeron said. "Watch your sides!"

She stepped to the right and lunged forward. Caught off guard, Sebastian tripped over his own two feet. His sword flew from his grip when he fell, spinning across the deck. She pointed her sword at his chest and chuckled.

"Wasn't very fair, eh? Thought we was just trainin'," Sebastian grumbled.

She held her hand out and replied, "Always be on your guard, mate."

He laughed and she heaved him to his feet.

"Stop foolin' around down there and come help me navigate," Bellatrix barked.

Sebastian raised his eyebrows and muttered, "Cap'n Bellatrix seems grouchier than usual."

"Aye," Aeron reply. "Think she needs a better alcohol than rum and a bit more of the green stuff."

Sebastian chortled. "Aye. Bellatrix is a right bit nicer when she's drifting."