Hi it's me, Valerie.
This is my second POTC fanfiction. To be honest, I think this one looks better then the one I wrote before. Hope ya like it. I tend to change perspectives in this one, so watch out.
Disclaimer: I do not own POTC or the lyrics at the beginning. They belong to Avril Lavigne.
Chapter 1. What The Hell?
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Now I'm thinking what the hell?
-What The Hell (Avril Lavigne)
I woke up with a yawn, then I poked Cheyenne. She rolled over and sat up. "Alex. What time-"
"What am I talking like that?" She asked. I looked around. "Oh gosh. Thi- where are we?" I asked, panicking. This wasn't the damned orphanage. The curtains were replaced by lush, velvety ones, it looked like...
"The royal palace, past England." Cheyenne took the very words out of my mouth.
I opened my mouth, and closed it again.
Cheyenne and I were not completely identical, our nightgowns different, because I was slightly more girly than she was. Her hair was shorter, with side swept bangs.
There was knocking on the door. "Girls, are you decent?" A voice asked. Glancing at each other, we replied 'yes'. The door opened, and it was Governor Swann.
We were in Pirates of the Caribbean?
"Oh. My..." We said unanimously.
"I've bought you girls new dresses along with Elizabeth." He grinned. "And because you want us to wear it to Commodore Norrington's ceremony?" I asked.
The governor blushed, his modems were uncovered. "Yes. I know you don't like him, Alexandra, but try not to ruin it for Commodore Norrington, okay?"
Yes, I probably won't like him much.
Cheyenne glared at me. "Don't you dare try anything funny on James, Alex." I grinned.
"Your sister's right." Governor Swann said. "I don't want my niece to misbehave at the ceremony."
"Fine, fine." I sighed.
The maids helped me and Cheyenne put on our dresses. Because I was so thin, the corsets weren't too tight. Cheyenne probably had the same situation as me because we were the same weight.
I glanced over to Elizabeth, whose maid tied the corset so tight, she couldn't breath. "Suffering for fashion is so not cool." I sympathized with her.
"I can't breathe." She gasped. "Want me to loosen it for you?" I grinned mischievously. "Cer-" She go cut off by Cheyenne, who snapped 'no!'
"It's what the governor ordered." She said. Unfortunately, Cheyenne loved rules.
"And that is why I've always liked Alex better than you." Elizabeth joked. I grinned and Cheyenne faked hurt. "Ouch."
"Come on, let's go." The governor said after we came out. We were led to where the ceremony was.
I wasn't very familiar with this story, I had not been so hooked up with it as Cheyenne was.
James gave us a wave and smile, and I realized it was meant for Cheyenne.
She smiled and walked to him, I followed. "Norrington. Congratulations." I smirked. "Miss Brooklyn." He said. "I wonder how you tell us apart?"
"It's quite easy. The face reflects personalities. In which case Cheyenne looks more innocent, and you look more mischievous." He replied. Cheyenne laughed.
I smiled. "Well, care to describe our personality?" I asked him. "Cheyenne is more kind and caring, sweet and sensitive as well as shy." Cheyenne blushed and I smirked.
"You... I would say witty and sarcastic, mischievous and flirty. Not so innocent." He said, smirking.
"Dear James, flirting is in my nature, you should be glad I didn't try it on you. It does not mean my not being pure. And so my life, is more interesting than your boring one."
"It is not so boring considering you pull tricks every few hours." He said. "I'll give you that one, because today is your day." I said.
He turned away from me to look at Cheyenne. "You look beautiful, Cheyenne." I smiled. "Thank you." I replied. He turned to me with an incredulous look. "Well, you called Cheyenne beautiful, she looks the same as me. So you're calling me beautiful. So thanks." I said.
"No she doesn't. She has lighter hair colour, fringe at the side and light brown eyes. Her skin is more tan than yours." James retorted.
"You sure do look at Cheyenne closely a lot." I smirked. He blushed.
"I wouldn't put up with you, if Lord Beckett did not like you so much." He said disapprovingly.
I was shocked to discover this. "What a pity." I fake sighed and walked away from them. I bumped into Lord Beckett.
"Lord Beckett." I greeted with a little bow. He broke into a rare smile. "Ah, there is my beautiful Alexandra. And how many times have I told you to just call me Cutler?" He asked. I bowed again.
"I'm sorry. I was thinking so much it must have slipped my mind." I 'apologized'. Quickly, I also added "Cutler."
"Is James bothering you again?" He asked. I smiled. "Of course not. I'm so happy for him. It seems I'm annoying him much more than he does to me." I grinned. He shook his head. "And that is why I never doubt my affections for you, my dear Alexandra. You are very witty, your sarcasm humours me."
"Thank you Cutler." I replied. "You need not be so formal around me. I have got to go now, witness James' ceremony." He said.
"Sorry for delaying you. I will go now." I said, bowing once more, then walking to join Cheyenne and Elizabeth.
"I wish you wouldn't bother James so much, Alex." Cheyenne said. I smiled. "Now what fun would that be?" I asked. "I'll stick around for you Elizabeth."
She smiled. "Yes, I am getting quite bored. And you are an excellent form of entertainment." I laughed lightly. "I take that as a compliment."
I didn't say anything because I was starting to breath difficultly because of the corset.
When the ceremony finished, James pulled Elizabeth aside. "Elizabeth, I would like a moment." He said, glancing sideways at Cheyenne all the time.
"Seems like the commodore fancies you." I smirked to Cheyenne. She blushed. "Why would he be proposing to Elizabeth then?" She retorted.
I shrugged.
I saw Elizabeth faint at the nick of time and I rushed to catch her, only to be too late. I ran down the stairs to see a black haired pirate and pushing her to the shore.
"Cut the corset. She can't breathe." I told him. He stared at me. "I don't have scissors, and I am not strong enough to tear the cloth with my bare hands. Cut her corset." I snapped.
Pulling out his knife, he cut her corset, letting her breathe. Then, he said. "You've clearly never been to Singapore before!" I rolled my eyes. "Thank you."
Before we could go, the naval's officers spotted us and they drew their guns to point at the man who saved Elizabeth.
Governor Swann and James rushed over.
"Shoot him!" The governor said. I frowned.
"Do you wish to kill the man who saved my life?" Elizabeth asked as her father gave her his own coat. The man gave a thankful look to Elizabeth.
"I believe thanks are in order." James stretched out his hand to shake Jack's. He then flipped the man's hand around to find a 'P' branded on his arm, signifying Jack was a pirate. "Had a brush with the East Indian Trading Company, Pirate?"
"Hang Him!" The Governor snapped again.
"Keep your guns on him, men. Gillette, fetch some irons." Norrington pushed Jack's sleeve up more to revealed his sparrow tattoo. "Well, well, Jack Sparrow, isn't it?"
"Captain Jack Sparrow, if you please sir," Jack immediately snapped back.
"I don't see your ship, Captain." James had sarcasm dripping from his tone. I smirked, he sounded a little like me that moment.
"I'm in the market, as it were." James frowned as Jack put on a smirk.
"You are without a doubt the worst pirate I have ever heard of." I heard James say as he emptied his pockets and removed his hat and sword belt.
"But you have heard of me," Jack said with a touch of pride in his voice.
I laughed. "Good one."
Jack shot a smile to me. "Thank you."
I stood between them just as Governor Swann had his men fetch some fetters. Cheyenne motioned for me to step away dramatically. I ignored her.
"Governor! Should you really kill the man who saved Elizabeth!" I exclaimed. "He is a pirate, miss Brooklyn. Please stay out of this." The governor said to me. I am in a bit trouble, he didn't call me miss Brooklyn. Usually.
I didn't see a man creep behind me to snap the iron fetters around Jack's wrist.
I was about to turn around.
"Finally." I heard Jack say. And suddenly, he lifted his arms up and brought each hand around my neck, the chains choking me.
"This is how you repay me?" I asked while watching the governor ordered his men. "Keep the aim." He tightened the chains around my neck. I gasped. "Sorry love, you're standing the nearest to me."
"Put down the guns!" Another voice ordered. Ah, good old Cutler. He pushed his way out of the crowd.
"I knew you'd warm up to me." He told me. "Tighten the chain any tighter, I'll die. My corset is already choking me."
"Want me to cut it for yeh?" He asked slyly. "I have too much dignity for that, Jack."
"Commodore Norrington, my effects please." James hesitated, then went to take his effects. I mouthed 'no' to James. He ignored me. I rolled my eyes.
He brought them here.
"Your name is, love?" Jack asked me. "Miss. Brooklyn." I hissed. He smiled. "Well, miss Brooklyn. If you'd be so kind." He nodded towards his assests.
"No way in hell." I said, staring at his belts and swords.
"You forget I have the upper hand, darling. There is currently a chain around your neck." He whispered.
I glared at him, taking his things from James.
Jack turned me to him swiftly. I placed his hat on his head, stowing his compass in his pockets. I stared at his belt pouch. He smirked. "Come come dear, we ain't got all day." I took a deep breath.
I slipped the belt through the loops, hugging him in the process. I blushed. I looked up to see him watching me with a look of pleasure. I bit my lip to stop the insult bubbling at the tip of my tongue.
I did up the belt, pulling it tighter. "Careful with the goods, love." I flushed even brighter.
I saw Cheyenne with a look of sheer worry. Then, James disgusted look as he held tight onto Cheyenne to comfort her.
"If you ever let me see you again..." I hissed.
I turned around as I finished slipping his sword in the holder. He kept his chain around my neck loosely. "Bye sweet'eart." He whispered.
"Gentlemen, my lady, you shall always remember this as the day that you almost caught Captain Jack Sparrow." He said as he pushed me towards the crowd. Cutler went forwards to hug me.
"Are you quite alright?" He asked, concerned.
"I am alright Cutler." I said as I walked towards Elizabeth and Cheyenne. James put a hand on arm. "I'm glad you're alright. I won't know how to live without your sarcasm and jokes." He joked lightly.
I smiled slightly.
"Alex!" Cheyenne hugged me tightly.
"Stop acting like that. I'm okay." I said, a bit annoyed. "I'm a little bit angry right now though." I added. Then, I walked towards the house once again.
I apparently went into the wrong room as I saw two people fighting.
My eyes widened as I recognized Will and Jack.
"Why the hell are you still here?" I exclaimed to Jack. He smlied at me. "Language, miss Brooklyn." William warned. I rolled my eyes. "You are in the middle of a fight Will. Do you have time to remind me not to use vile language?" I asked sarcastically.
Jack laughed. "Good one." I glared at him. "Shut up."
"Hey, ye be the one I threatened eariler." He stated.
"Wonderful observation." I said sarcastically. "Will, look out!" I said as Jack's sword nearly caught his hat. He blocked his sword with his own just in time. Jack glared at me. I grabbed the nearest thing and knocked his head with it.
He went unconscious.
Just as the navy rushed in, Will caught me as I was about to fall. "Are you okay, miss Brooklyn?"
Faintly, I nodded. "I'm fine. Call me Alexandra."
"What are you doing? Attracting trouble?" Cheyenne asked, shoving across the crowd of Navy towards me. "You should have known me better. I'm a trouble magnet!" She laughed.
James led me and Cheyenne towards the house.
Just as he was about to leave, we heard an explosion. "Oh, more drama." I again said sarcastically. James set into action. "You two girls get into my office." He ordered. I stayed there. I didn't like to be ordered around.
"Go!" He screamed. Cheyenne ran up the stairs, and I saw her being caught. Running up, I tried to get her back, but someone knocked me out. Then everything became black.
