A/N: I was just so bored and had to do something. Here is the fruit of that boredom. Besides, C.S. Lewis did not make these little back stories into books like he said he might so I am just jumping on the train.
Disclaimer: I do not own Narnia or anything else that C.S. Lewis has written.
Summary: Aslan said in Prince Caspian that Telmar was once un-peopled until those six pirates came and inhabited it. This is that story.
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History
Chapter 1
The Storm
We all know that Kiing Caspian, tenth of that name was descended from Telmar. In that the people of Telmar were truly from our world and used to be pirates. Their children grew and their descendants became a fierce and proud people. They lived in Telmar until a great famine plagued the land and the Telmarines had to conquer a disordered Narnia. Aslan had once told the basic story of those six pirates, but this is a more detailed version. It all started with a pirate named Jerome.
Jerome was just as bad as any other pirate on their newly conquered island. He slit throats and drank plenty of rum to last a century. He was a lookout on the pirate ship Chaos, which was captained by an old gray man named Pineal Ramone or just Captain Ramone.
Jerome was the one who spotted the storm coming their way and told the captain. The captain was very displeased with the news since the pirate ship was tracking down a merchant ship filled with loot. The storm would erase any trace of the ship.
Captain Ramone was so angry that he gave Jerome a nice slice on the cheek in his anger. Jerome would have jumped on the captain in retaliation, but the storm came upon them fast and the boat was now becoming dangerously jerky. The captain went straight to the wheel and left Jerome on the deck.
"Aye lads! We be aheaded into this beast and I want any man able to walk his two cents to be on this deck and tying this ship down!" the captain screamed over the loud roar of waves and the great claps of thunder.
Jerome quickly ran over to the canons and started helping pull them back and tied them down. The powder was moved below deck so it wouldn't get wet and every man was soaked to the bone by the time the first keg was down bellow.
"Oi, Smits!" Jerome yelled just before he was crashed into by a wave. We was washed over to the other side of the deck, but could still see Smits.
"Smits!" he screamed.
Smits heard the faint voice and saw Jerome. He wobbled his way over, trying to keep his balance.
"What?" Smits yelled.
"Nice weather aye?" Jerome smirked, but Smits was in no mood for humor.
"I don't need your lungs callin' me half way across the deck just for some idle jokes! When we're out the this bloody storm you can talk to me about weather!"
Figures he couldn't take a boomin joke!' Jerome thought. He looked towards the captain who was spinning the wheel hard and looking at his compass. Hopefully they would be out of this mess soon.
A/N: Not bad for the first chapter? I'll know if you all send reviews please.