Disclaimer:.GOD DAMNIT I DON'T OWN ANYTHING! NOT EVEN JOHNNY DEPP! *cries
hysterically* ok, Rebekah Dove is not mine either, she is a character
created by mah friend. I might add some more characters later on.but for
now, enjoy! ^_^
Maiden's Voyage
There was a girl standing on the pier, looking out to the seemingly endless sea. She had something on her mind, as if she was waiting for someone or something. On the dock next to her, a familiar figure was sitting on the dock, looking out to sea with the same expression the girl had before. Out of sheer curiosity in who this man was, the little girl walked up behind the man and tapped on his shoulder politely. The man turned around and the girl gasped in shock. It was a young William Turner, with a smile on his face, but blood tears streamed his cheeks. Behind the little girl, a calloused hand gripped her shoulder hard, but in way, it was soft, as if whoever this was trying to protect this girl. Bloody Hell! It was the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow! The little girl gasped again as if her hand was caught in the cookie jar. A sword was pointed to her throat and a pistol was at her temple. "Now, lass. You will have to choose 'tween the two of us. Me?" Captain Sparrow flashed a corny grin, ".or the eunuch." Will scowled and pointed his sword at Sparrow. Sparrow did the same with his pistol while taking a gulp of rum from the bottle on his hip. Elizabeth Swann cried out in horror as she watched the two men she loved (besides her father, but not in this sense) fight to the death.
Elizabeth woke with a start and almost screamed until she figured out where she was. She breathed a sigh of relief as she removed the thin flat sheet and looked down at the arm protectively gripping her bare lower torso. It was Will's. She removed his hand, slid out of bed, covered herself with a robe, hanging conveniently on the bedpost, and walked out onto the balcony looking over Port Royal's.port. She placed her chin in her hand and leaned against the railing, losing herself in deep thought. I am so confused right now. God, I know I love Will with all my heart and soul, but I feel.empty when I am around him. I feel like I am what he used to be, and he is what I used to be. He is trying so hard to be prim and proper, it's killing me! .I know! I'll take him on a sailing trip, just like old times. Maybe we'll run into pirates. .Like Jack Sparrow and his crew of rambunctious scoundrels? Uggh.never. I bet myself Jack hasn't had a bath since the day he fell off the port wall and into the water. If you call that a bath. Just then, Liz heard a slight moan and a rustling of sheets. Will walked out onto the balcony and wrapped his arms around her from behind. "I love you, Miss Swann." Elizabeth spun around and met will eye to eye with a smile. She replied, "Soon enough it will be Mrs. Turner, my dear William." Will pulled Elizabeth closer to him and kissed her softly and passionately on the mouth as the sun rose slowly but surely.
Off in the distance, a black dot, to those who looked to the sea from the look out, was moving closer to a port. On the deck of this ship, a crew was working hard, but laughing the whole time. Their captain was passed out and asleep on the deck, right next to the wheel. He had long dark, dark brown hair, slightly past his shoulders, with a crumpled bunch of dreadlocks in the front, but regular, ratty brown hair in back. He had quite the assortment of "trinkets" in his hair, including a few glass beads, some metal and steel beads, and a bone that looked like a knitting needle in the mess. He also had a faded, frayed sash across his forehead, and over that, he had a worn out, three-cornered leather hat, which was tipped over his closed, dark brown eyes. A woman, obviously part of this crew, walked knelt down besides the captain. She poked and prodded him in the chest, but no answer. She finally slapped him swiftly across the face and the captain woke with a start. "I DIDN'T DESERVE THAT!" The captain rubbed his cheek, pouting. "I'm sorry, Captain Sparrow, but we are arriving at Port Royal soon and you were still asleep." "Alright, Ana Maria. Just.don't do that again," Captain Jack Sparrow clasped his hands together as a preemptive 'Thank You'. He slid over to the wheel and rubbed it affectionately. Ana Maria turned to another crewmember, Joshamee Gibbs, and whispered in his ear, "He does this EVERY time he takes the wheel. Ever since the fiasco with Barbossa, he treats the Black Pearl like he would his wife! .If he had one, that is." Gibbs only smiled and nodded in agreement. A macaw was resting on one of the hanging ropes, yelling random things. "AWWK! SHIVER ME TIMBERS!" Captain Sparrow turned around to the parrot and quirked an eyebrow. He quickly turned back around and prepared to dock his ship at the lovely town of Port Royal.
Elizabeth Swann was walking down the streets of Port Royal, her parasol in hand, along with a handbag settled around her left wrist. She was going to meet Will at the battlements and then they were going to go have a picnic down at the shore. Liz leaned against the bell tower; trying to shade herself from the scorching sun in her long sleeved dress and the 80 million petticoats under that. Below her, hopping off a very familiar ship, Captain Sparrow was fixing his coat after his graceful dismount from the side of the ship, which ended up with Jack falling on his ass and screaming curse words. Elizabeth saw that scoundrel and was about to run down to say hello when the heel of her shoe got stuck in a hole between two cobblestones, sending her off balance and over the side of the battlements, into the waters below.
Jack was dusting off his ass when he saw a fluttering of skirts, petticoats and the splash of a parasol into the water. He turned around and immediately removed his "effects," before doing a perfect dive into the water and after the obvious sinking Elizabeth Swann. Once again, like before, he ripped off her dress and placed her down on the deck and immediately removed the tight corset but Liz was already conscious before the knife came in contact with the corset, but she didn't stop Jack. Why? Jack flashed his signature grin and helped Elizabeth to her feet. "Funny meeting you on these.oddly familiar circumstances, love. How has the eunuch been?" Elizabeth couldn't help but laugh at him; he hadn't changed a tiny bit. Just then, Commodore Norrington, followed by Governor Weather by Swann appeared behind Elizabeth.
A/N: ok! That was the first chapter! W000t! Kudos to moi! *dances* please R&R!
Maiden's Voyage
There was a girl standing on the pier, looking out to the seemingly endless sea. She had something on her mind, as if she was waiting for someone or something. On the dock next to her, a familiar figure was sitting on the dock, looking out to sea with the same expression the girl had before. Out of sheer curiosity in who this man was, the little girl walked up behind the man and tapped on his shoulder politely. The man turned around and the girl gasped in shock. It was a young William Turner, with a smile on his face, but blood tears streamed his cheeks. Behind the little girl, a calloused hand gripped her shoulder hard, but in way, it was soft, as if whoever this was trying to protect this girl. Bloody Hell! It was the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow! The little girl gasped again as if her hand was caught in the cookie jar. A sword was pointed to her throat and a pistol was at her temple. "Now, lass. You will have to choose 'tween the two of us. Me?" Captain Sparrow flashed a corny grin, ".or the eunuch." Will scowled and pointed his sword at Sparrow. Sparrow did the same with his pistol while taking a gulp of rum from the bottle on his hip. Elizabeth Swann cried out in horror as she watched the two men she loved (besides her father, but not in this sense) fight to the death.
Elizabeth woke with a start and almost screamed until she figured out where she was. She breathed a sigh of relief as she removed the thin flat sheet and looked down at the arm protectively gripping her bare lower torso. It was Will's. She removed his hand, slid out of bed, covered herself with a robe, hanging conveniently on the bedpost, and walked out onto the balcony looking over Port Royal's.port. She placed her chin in her hand and leaned against the railing, losing herself in deep thought. I am so confused right now. God, I know I love Will with all my heart and soul, but I feel.empty when I am around him. I feel like I am what he used to be, and he is what I used to be. He is trying so hard to be prim and proper, it's killing me! .I know! I'll take him on a sailing trip, just like old times. Maybe we'll run into pirates. .Like Jack Sparrow and his crew of rambunctious scoundrels? Uggh.never. I bet myself Jack hasn't had a bath since the day he fell off the port wall and into the water. If you call that a bath. Just then, Liz heard a slight moan and a rustling of sheets. Will walked out onto the balcony and wrapped his arms around her from behind. "I love you, Miss Swann." Elizabeth spun around and met will eye to eye with a smile. She replied, "Soon enough it will be Mrs. Turner, my dear William." Will pulled Elizabeth closer to him and kissed her softly and passionately on the mouth as the sun rose slowly but surely.
Off in the distance, a black dot, to those who looked to the sea from the look out, was moving closer to a port. On the deck of this ship, a crew was working hard, but laughing the whole time. Their captain was passed out and asleep on the deck, right next to the wheel. He had long dark, dark brown hair, slightly past his shoulders, with a crumpled bunch of dreadlocks in the front, but regular, ratty brown hair in back. He had quite the assortment of "trinkets" in his hair, including a few glass beads, some metal and steel beads, and a bone that looked like a knitting needle in the mess. He also had a faded, frayed sash across his forehead, and over that, he had a worn out, three-cornered leather hat, which was tipped over his closed, dark brown eyes. A woman, obviously part of this crew, walked knelt down besides the captain. She poked and prodded him in the chest, but no answer. She finally slapped him swiftly across the face and the captain woke with a start. "I DIDN'T DESERVE THAT!" The captain rubbed his cheek, pouting. "I'm sorry, Captain Sparrow, but we are arriving at Port Royal soon and you were still asleep." "Alright, Ana Maria. Just.don't do that again," Captain Jack Sparrow clasped his hands together as a preemptive 'Thank You'. He slid over to the wheel and rubbed it affectionately. Ana Maria turned to another crewmember, Joshamee Gibbs, and whispered in his ear, "He does this EVERY time he takes the wheel. Ever since the fiasco with Barbossa, he treats the Black Pearl like he would his wife! .If he had one, that is." Gibbs only smiled and nodded in agreement. A macaw was resting on one of the hanging ropes, yelling random things. "AWWK! SHIVER ME TIMBERS!" Captain Sparrow turned around to the parrot and quirked an eyebrow. He quickly turned back around and prepared to dock his ship at the lovely town of Port Royal.
Elizabeth Swann was walking down the streets of Port Royal, her parasol in hand, along with a handbag settled around her left wrist. She was going to meet Will at the battlements and then they were going to go have a picnic down at the shore. Liz leaned against the bell tower; trying to shade herself from the scorching sun in her long sleeved dress and the 80 million petticoats under that. Below her, hopping off a very familiar ship, Captain Sparrow was fixing his coat after his graceful dismount from the side of the ship, which ended up with Jack falling on his ass and screaming curse words. Elizabeth saw that scoundrel and was about to run down to say hello when the heel of her shoe got stuck in a hole between two cobblestones, sending her off balance and over the side of the battlements, into the waters below.
Jack was dusting off his ass when he saw a fluttering of skirts, petticoats and the splash of a parasol into the water. He turned around and immediately removed his "effects," before doing a perfect dive into the water and after the obvious sinking Elizabeth Swann. Once again, like before, he ripped off her dress and placed her down on the deck and immediately removed the tight corset but Liz was already conscious before the knife came in contact with the corset, but she didn't stop Jack. Why? Jack flashed his signature grin and helped Elizabeth to her feet. "Funny meeting you on these.oddly familiar circumstances, love. How has the eunuch been?" Elizabeth couldn't help but laugh at him; he hadn't changed a tiny bit. Just then, Commodore Norrington, followed by Governor Weather by Swann appeared behind Elizabeth.
A/N: ok! That was the first chapter! W000t! Kudos to moi! *dances* please R&R!