The Ship cut through the ocean with ease, its large masts raised high, the wind moving it with beauty. "We pillage, we plunder, rifle and loot. Drink up me 'earties yo ho! We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot. Drink up me 'earties yo ho! Yo ho, Yo ho, a pirate's life for me. WE extort, we pilfer, we filch and sack drink up-" a young girl sang, jumping from a man's hand suddenly on her shoulder.
"Quiet Missy! Cursed pirates sail these waters. You don't want to bring them down on us, now, do ya?" The man said in his raspy voice. A taller man came up behind him. "Mr. Gibbs, that will do." he said sternly.
"She was singing about pirates. Bad luck to be singing about pirates with us mired in unnatural fog. Mark my words." The man said.
"Consider them marked. On your way."
"Aye, Lieutenant. It's bad luck to have a woman on board too; even a miniature one." He mumbled as he passed.
"I think it'd be rather exciting to meet a pirate." The girl chirped perkily.
"Think again, miss Carlin. Vile and dissolute creatures, the lot of them. I intend to see to it that any man who sails under a pirate flag or wears a pirate brand get's what he deserves; a short drop and a sudden stop." the small blond turns to Gibbs and see's him mimicking getting hang. Her eyes bug as she looks back at the Lieutenant.
"Lieutenant Norrington, I appreciate your fervor, but I'm, uh, I'm concerned about the affect this subject will have upon my daughter." The governor said stepping closer to Norrington.
"My apologies, governor Carlin." Norrington said.
"Actually, I find it all fascinating." the girl said with a smile.
"Yes. That's what concerns me." Governor Carlin said. Turning around, while young miss Carlin walked to the edge of the boat to see a parasol floating in the water. A few seconds later a piece of wood floats by with a young girl on it. "Look! A girl! There's a girl in the water!" she shouted. The crew began to scurry around the edge of the boat.
"Woman overboard!" Norrington yelled. "Man the ropes. Fetch a hook! Haul her aboard." He continues to shout as they haul her aboard. "She's still breathing." He says while Gibb's nearly whispers, "Mary, Mother of God." They all look over to see a large ship in flames.
"What happened here?" Governor Carlin asks as he rushes to his daughter.
"It's most likely the powder magazine. Merchant vessel's run heavily armed." Norrington said looking back at the burning ship.
"A lot of good it did them," Gibbs said. "Everyone's thinking it. I'm just saying it. Pirates." The ship went silent for a few moments.
"There's no proof of that. It was probably an accident." Governor Carlin replied.
"Rouse the Captain immediately." Lieutenant Norrington commanded. "Heave to and take in sail. Launch the boats."
"Heave to!" a sailor shouted.
"Spencer, I want you to accompany the girl. She'll be in your charge. Take care of her." The governor said. Spencer nodded and he rushed off. She walks over to the young brunette girl, about to move hair out of her face. The girl awakes gasping, grabbing her wrist. Spencer breathes in quickly shocked but sighs. "It's ok. My name's Spencer Carlin."
"a-a-Ashley Davies." the brunette says.
"I'm watching over you, Ashley." Spencer says. Ashley faints and Spencer notices a strange medallion laying just above her chest. She lifts it up to examine it. "You're a p-pirate." she whispers to herself.
"Has she said anything?" Norrington asks from behind her. She gasps turning around, hiding the medallion.
"Her name is Ashley Davies. That's all I found out." She tells the man. Norrington turns to his sailors.
"Take her below." he says walking away. The sailors obey his orders and hoist the girl up heading to the stairs. Spencer turns around and begins to study the medallion closer. When she looks up she see's ship with black sails and a black flag flying at its mast, sailing away. She closes her eyes.