A/N I've always liked the movies, pirates of the Caribbean so I'm writing a fanfic about it with my own character and my own twist. I never really liked Elizabeth as a character and I've tried to find will/OC stories for ages, never could so I decided to write my own. Please bare with me
disclaimer: I own nothing but Milah and the extra scenes that were not in the films and the extra dialogue.
The sun shone over port royal, waking the town up from is slumber. In the small house next to the blacksmiths, a woman with dark hair rose out of bed and looked around yawning tiredly. Her name was Milah, and she lived with me brown and her best friend will turner for as long as she could remmeber. literally she couldn't imagine her life before she lived there.
She had been found washed up on the beaches of port royal when she was 11. Will had found me and nursed me back to health. We had been best friends ever since.
'Mr brown?' Milah called out as she walked into the blacksmiths. 'Will?' She asked after Sh evident get answer. She furrowed her eyebrows moving her hands to her hips as she looked around before she heard a groan from the hay stack. 'Mr brown!' She said as she hurried over to him.
The older gentlemen looked up at the sound of his name and smiled lazily at the girl in front of him, who tried to help him up. 'Ah, Milah, will said he was giving the sword to" Norrington' he slurred before he passed out from the alcohol he had consumed that night. Milah let him fall to the haystack, sighing.
This was usual for mr brown, drinking himself to sleep every night, it was why the weapons and armour made at the blacksmith was mainly created at the hands of both will and milah. He at least gave her some useful information before he fell back into his drunken coma.
As will had gone up to deliver the sword to the swans and Norrington, milah decided to go down to the docks. She spent most of her free time there. Perhaps it was because to her the ocean held the secrets of her last, one that she doesn't remember but wishes she did.
Milah made her way down to the private docks 'morning murtogg, mullroy' she said as she passed, 'morning milah' they echoed back before resting back on their barrels.
She had made friends with the two guards a few years ago and she was the only civilian in port royal allowed to roam the docks where the great interceptor made port. A privilege she didn't take lightly.
Milah was lost in thought when she heard the sounds of boots echo down the docks. She glanced up seeing a man who could only be described as a pirate. He had black dreadlock, with beads on so,e strands. His clothes were unlike milah had ever seen and he wore a captains hat on his head, that looked faded and worn.
He was heading straight for the dauntless when murtogg and mullroy jumped up stopping him from moving any further. 'The dock is off limits to civilians' 'I'm terribly sorry. I didn't know. If I see one. I shall inform you immediately. There's one arrest her' He says, pointing towards milah before he tries to walk forward but the two guards stopped him and the pirate tried a different approach.
'Apparently there's some sort of high toned and fancy to do up at the fort, eh? How could it be that two upstanding gentlemen such as yourselves did not merit an invitation?' He asked 'someone has to make sure the dock stays off limits to civilians' 'It's a fine goal to be sure but it seems to me that a…' he moves to the sides but the guards follow him 'a ship like that' he says pointing out the dauntless out on the water 'makes this one here a bit superfluous, really'.
'Oh, the Dauntless is the power in these waters, true enough, but there's no ship as can match the Interceptor for speed.' 'I've heard of one, supposed to be very fast – nigh un-catchable…the Black Pearl.' Milah looks up at the mention of the black pearl. She had heard stories about the black pearl from mr Gibbs when he was still in port royal. They always intrigued her but the villagers warned her never to mention pirates or ships, like the black pearl.
'Well…there's no real ship as can match the Interceptor.' 'The black pearl is a real ship' 'no, no it's not' 'yes it is, I've seen it' 'you've seen it.' 'Yes' 'you haven't seen it' 'yes, have' 'You've seen a ship with black sails, that's crewed by the damned and captained by a man so evil that Hell itself spat him back out?' 'No' 'no' 'but I have seen a ship with black sails' milah watched as the pirate slipped away onto the ship as murtogg and mullroy continued to argue.
'Oh, and no ship that's not crewed by the damned and captained by a man so evil that Hell itself spat him back out could possibly have black sails therefore couldn't possibly be any other ship than the Black Pearl. Is that what you're saying?' Murtogg nods 'No'
'Like I said, there's no real ship as can match the interceptor...' Milah had walked up to the two guards and cleared her throat 'ahem' 'what?' They said turning to her and she pointed out the pirate who was now at the wheel of the interceptor.
'hey! You! Get away from there.' They yell running up onto the ship 'You don't have permission to be aboard there, mate.' They pointed their muskets at him 'I'm sorry, it's just- it's such a pretty boat. Ship' milah makes her way onto the ship looking around 'what's your name?' 'Smith. Or Smithy, if you like.' Milah scoffed, already knowing he was lying, making the pirate glance at her curiously before his attention was turned back to the guards.
'What's your purpose in Port Royal, Mr. Smith ?' 'Yeah. And no lies.' 'Well, then, I confess, it is my intention to commandeer one of these ships, pick up a crew in Tortuga, raid, pillage, plunder and otherwise pilfer my weasely black guts out!' 'I said no lies!' Milah hid her chuckle behind her hand, murtogg and mullroy were definitely not the smartest of the guards.
'I think he's telling the truth.' 'If he were telling the truth, he wouldn't have told us.' 'Unless, of course, he knew you wouldn't believe the truth even if he told it to you.' They looked at him confused and milah laughed at the expressions. She liked this pirate he was funny with just a hint of sass, not at all what she imagined pirates to be.