This story is something I came up with out of nowhere, but the idea stuck
with me and I had to do it.
Ocean
By A Nightmare on Water Street
Chapter 1
Thirty-two year old Captain Barbossa looked through his telescope at the nearing land. He could see a small island in the distance. He smiled.
"We be there soon," he said lowering the telescope, "and then we can enjoy the luxury of being on land."
The crew sneered and murmured. It had been a long time since they have felt the solid ground beneath their feet. Barbossa decided it would be the best to stop before they all go insane.
"Lower the anchor and man the lifeboats!" called Barbossa.
The crew left their captain and went to the smaller boats on the side of the ship.
A tall African American man approached Barbossa and said, "I am surprised you decided to stop, Captain. It's not like you."
"They are restless, Bo'sun" answered Barbossa, turning to face the tall man, "I thought we should before they start killing one another. I wouldn't have much of a crew after that."
Bo'sun chuckled.
"Let's go to the life boats," said Barbossa, "I meself wouldn't want to miss this."
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Maria walked along the beach silently, watching the tide come in. It was a beautiful day on the island. The sun reflected the clear, pure ocean water which was a mesmerizing sight.
The island she lives on with her family was small. It had only a single town in the middle of the island which was hidden by trees and impossible to see from the shore. It was a peaceful place, and Maria wouldn't want to be anywhere else.
Maria sighed deeply, taking in the salty air. She looked back out at the ocean and froze at what she saw.
A small fleet of lifeboats were coming towards her island. There were a large number of boats, each holding about eight men. She looked out further in the ocean and spotted a ship floating in the shallows. A large black flag flew on the highest mast.
Maria gasped, her hand flying over her mouth. 'Pirates,' she thought.
Maria looked back at the fleet. One boat at the very front had a man standing at the very front. He stood almost proudly. He wore a long black coat and a hat with feathers decorating the top.
'He must be the captain,' Maria thought.
Maria turned, gathered up her dress, and ran as fast as she possibly could towards the foliage.
'I must tell the town,' she thought over and over in her head.
She entered the forest and dodged trees and vines. She ran hard, her breath growing short and heavy. She felt that it was the fastest she had ever run.
Maria took a look back to see how much the pirates had progress, but then tripped over a root sticking out the ground.
She fell forward onto the hard land, hitting her elbows and knees hard.
"Owww..." she moaned as she put her hands underneath her. She clumsily pushed herself up, but felt a sharp pain in her right ankle.
"AAAAHHHH!" Maria cried. She clutched her ankle that was wedged underneath the root tightly, wincing in pain. She hoped the pirates wouldn't find her, especially in the condition she was in now.
{~~~~~~~~~~~~}
"Land ho!" called a pirate rowing Barbossa's boat.
Barbossa faced him, "Shut up, you wretch," he said, slapping him in the back of his head, causing the pirate's glass eye to pop from its socket.
The small boats slid onto the sandy beach and Barbossa's men jumped off almost immediately. The cheered and laughed from the pleasure of being on dry land.
Barbossa slowly climbed out of the boat and was joined by Bo'sun.
"We mustn't stay long, Captain," he said, "we don't want any extra company."
"'Right, then," said Barbossa. He turned towards his men and said, "Simmer down, yeh all. We will leave shortly, so take in all of the land yeh need before we head back out to the ship!"
His men groaned.
{~~~~~~~~~~~~}
Maria tried to pull her foot free from the root, but it didn't come loose. Tired and sore, she stopped. Trying to free her foot had just made the pain in her now swollen ankle worse.
The sun was beginning to set on the horizon line. She knew she must have taken a while to try and free herself. She sighed. If it took her that long to try to free her foot, than why try again. She was getting nowhere anyways.
Maria took a deep breath. She could see the pirates from her spot in the forest. 'If I just sit here until they leave, I could call for help,' she thought, still wincing in pain.
Maria shifted position, but it was a bad mistake. "AAAARGH!" she cried out loudly, grabbing her aching foot.
She gasped, realizing what she had just done.
{~~~~~~~~~~~~}
Barbossa was relaxed near the shore. His men were visiting with each other and pacing along the beach. For once, Barbossa could relax and forget his responsibilities as captain.
He sighed, closing his eyes, a small breeze rolling over the waves of the ocean and coming into the beach. He hadn't felt so relaxed in ages, it seemed.
"AAAARGH!"
Barbossa jumped, startled out of his dream-like state.
A voice had just let out a painful scream from the forest. A female voice.
Many men were running to investigate, many with sneers playing on their face.
Barbossa grunted and stood up. He made his way towards the forest were his crew was standing.
{~~~~~~~~~~~~}
Maria tried harder than ever to release her foot from the root. She was close to panicking, and beads of sweat were dripping down her forehead.
"What do we have here?"
Maria stopped struggling when she heard the voice. Slowly, she peered upward and looked at the filthy pirate before her.
"It seems to be a lost soul," said another pirate sympathetically, walking up to join the first pirate.
"Leave me alone you scoundrels!" Maria cried harshly.
Many pirates were coming over now, all of them laughing at her last remark.
"I don't think so, madam," said a new pirate.
They were closing in now. Maria slumped into a ball and hid her face, ready to feel their greasy hands grab her.
"Hold it!"
The hands did not touch her. She looked up, to see what was going on.
The pirates were not reaching for her anymore. They now stood with a look a shame and disgust.
"What be goin' on?" said the same voice that had stopped them.
Maria looked at the man who saved her.
It was a tall, straight man, the same man she had seen earlier standing on the boat coming into the shore.
"Well," said the tall man, smiling, "who many you be?"
Maria didn't answer and only glared at him fiercely.
"Aah, have it your way then," he said.
The smile on his face vanished when he saw her foot. Slowly, he bent down and put his hands on Maria's swollen ankle.
With a quick, mighty jerk, her foot was free, but it sent a burst of searing pain through her toes, all the way up her leg.
Before, Barbossa knew it, she was lying on the ground unconscious.
"Huh," he grunted, "fainted."
He stood up and turned to his men, "Take her to the ship and put her in my cabin. Make sure she is unharmed and tend to her foot."
Barbossa took one last look at Maria and then left quickly.
{~~~~~~~~~~~~}
Like it? I hope ya do! R&R. Chapter 2 up soon.
Ocean
By A Nightmare on Water Street
Chapter 1
Thirty-two year old Captain Barbossa looked through his telescope at the nearing land. He could see a small island in the distance. He smiled.
"We be there soon," he said lowering the telescope, "and then we can enjoy the luxury of being on land."
The crew sneered and murmured. It had been a long time since they have felt the solid ground beneath their feet. Barbossa decided it would be the best to stop before they all go insane.
"Lower the anchor and man the lifeboats!" called Barbossa.
The crew left their captain and went to the smaller boats on the side of the ship.
A tall African American man approached Barbossa and said, "I am surprised you decided to stop, Captain. It's not like you."
"They are restless, Bo'sun" answered Barbossa, turning to face the tall man, "I thought we should before they start killing one another. I wouldn't have much of a crew after that."
Bo'sun chuckled.
"Let's go to the life boats," said Barbossa, "I meself wouldn't want to miss this."
{~~~~~~~~~~~~}
Maria walked along the beach silently, watching the tide come in. It was a beautiful day on the island. The sun reflected the clear, pure ocean water which was a mesmerizing sight.
The island she lives on with her family was small. It had only a single town in the middle of the island which was hidden by trees and impossible to see from the shore. It was a peaceful place, and Maria wouldn't want to be anywhere else.
Maria sighed deeply, taking in the salty air. She looked back out at the ocean and froze at what she saw.
A small fleet of lifeboats were coming towards her island. There were a large number of boats, each holding about eight men. She looked out further in the ocean and spotted a ship floating in the shallows. A large black flag flew on the highest mast.
Maria gasped, her hand flying over her mouth. 'Pirates,' she thought.
Maria looked back at the fleet. One boat at the very front had a man standing at the very front. He stood almost proudly. He wore a long black coat and a hat with feathers decorating the top.
'He must be the captain,' Maria thought.
Maria turned, gathered up her dress, and ran as fast as she possibly could towards the foliage.
'I must tell the town,' she thought over and over in her head.
She entered the forest and dodged trees and vines. She ran hard, her breath growing short and heavy. She felt that it was the fastest she had ever run.
Maria took a look back to see how much the pirates had progress, but then tripped over a root sticking out the ground.
She fell forward onto the hard land, hitting her elbows and knees hard.
"Owww..." she moaned as she put her hands underneath her. She clumsily pushed herself up, but felt a sharp pain in her right ankle.
"AAAAHHHH!" Maria cried. She clutched her ankle that was wedged underneath the root tightly, wincing in pain. She hoped the pirates wouldn't find her, especially in the condition she was in now.
{~~~~~~~~~~~~}
"Land ho!" called a pirate rowing Barbossa's boat.
Barbossa faced him, "Shut up, you wretch," he said, slapping him in the back of his head, causing the pirate's glass eye to pop from its socket.
The small boats slid onto the sandy beach and Barbossa's men jumped off almost immediately. The cheered and laughed from the pleasure of being on dry land.
Barbossa slowly climbed out of the boat and was joined by Bo'sun.
"We mustn't stay long, Captain," he said, "we don't want any extra company."
"'Right, then," said Barbossa. He turned towards his men and said, "Simmer down, yeh all. We will leave shortly, so take in all of the land yeh need before we head back out to the ship!"
His men groaned.
{~~~~~~~~~~~~}
Maria tried to pull her foot free from the root, but it didn't come loose. Tired and sore, she stopped. Trying to free her foot had just made the pain in her now swollen ankle worse.
The sun was beginning to set on the horizon line. She knew she must have taken a while to try and free herself. She sighed. If it took her that long to try to free her foot, than why try again. She was getting nowhere anyways.
Maria took a deep breath. She could see the pirates from her spot in the forest. 'If I just sit here until they leave, I could call for help,' she thought, still wincing in pain.
Maria shifted position, but it was a bad mistake. "AAAARGH!" she cried out loudly, grabbing her aching foot.
She gasped, realizing what she had just done.
{~~~~~~~~~~~~}
Barbossa was relaxed near the shore. His men were visiting with each other and pacing along the beach. For once, Barbossa could relax and forget his responsibilities as captain.
He sighed, closing his eyes, a small breeze rolling over the waves of the ocean and coming into the beach. He hadn't felt so relaxed in ages, it seemed.
"AAAARGH!"
Barbossa jumped, startled out of his dream-like state.
A voice had just let out a painful scream from the forest. A female voice.
Many men were running to investigate, many with sneers playing on their face.
Barbossa grunted and stood up. He made his way towards the forest were his crew was standing.
{~~~~~~~~~~~~}
Maria tried harder than ever to release her foot from the root. She was close to panicking, and beads of sweat were dripping down her forehead.
"What do we have here?"
Maria stopped struggling when she heard the voice. Slowly, she peered upward and looked at the filthy pirate before her.
"It seems to be a lost soul," said another pirate sympathetically, walking up to join the first pirate.
"Leave me alone you scoundrels!" Maria cried harshly.
Many pirates were coming over now, all of them laughing at her last remark.
"I don't think so, madam," said a new pirate.
They were closing in now. Maria slumped into a ball and hid her face, ready to feel their greasy hands grab her.
"Hold it!"
The hands did not touch her. She looked up, to see what was going on.
The pirates were not reaching for her anymore. They now stood with a look a shame and disgust.
"What be goin' on?" said the same voice that had stopped them.
Maria looked at the man who saved her.
It was a tall, straight man, the same man she had seen earlier standing on the boat coming into the shore.
"Well," said the tall man, smiling, "who many you be?"
Maria didn't answer and only glared at him fiercely.
"Aah, have it your way then," he said.
The smile on his face vanished when he saw her foot. Slowly, he bent down and put his hands on Maria's swollen ankle.
With a quick, mighty jerk, her foot was free, but it sent a burst of searing pain through her toes, all the way up her leg.
Before, Barbossa knew it, she was lying on the ground unconscious.
"Huh," he grunted, "fainted."
He stood up and turned to his men, "Take her to the ship and put her in my cabin. Make sure she is unharmed and tend to her foot."
Barbossa took one last look at Maria and then left quickly.
{~~~~~~~~~~~~}
Like it? I hope ya do! R&R. Chapter 2 up soon.