Disclaimer: I don't own anything from POTC, I only own Madalynn, the
McAllister family and the storyline. Please, don't sue..
Story's summary: Madalynn's life as a maid in a rich environment changes when she meets a certain rum-loving pirate....
Breaking into freedom
Madalynn walked along with the mop, slowly twirling and twisting it as she washed the surface of the back balcony. Madalynn worked and lived with the Macallister family, as she was their maid, however, they treated her sometimes like a pet dog. Regarded and treated like dirt, she longed to live her own life. The house they all lived in was right beside the bay, overlooking the ocean and the boarding docks.
Madalynn wore nothing special in her daily life, as surviving was such a task in its self. She was dressed in tattered clothing, however, her features told other wise. Her long red hair fell just past her hips to a point her lifestyle had made them natty, somewhat into small dreadlocks. Her eyes were a dark blue, as was her skin.
It was near sunset about the time Madalynn finished her task of mopping the balcony floor. Turning her head slowly with a deep sigh, she observed the streaks of red and orange near the horizon. Inside the house, although Madalynn considered it a mansion, she could hear the two Macallister children getting ready to go to a party with their parents. The Governor of Port Royal was celebrating as it was the time of the year for it and was throwing the first party for the year. The children's parents were already there and Madalynn was to attend the two children there.
Walking inside with the mop in hand, she made her way to place it back into the cabinet along the hallway near her room. Robert and Mary Macallister (the children) ran up to her as they saw Madalynn walking towards her room. "Madalynn! Madalynn! Lets go!" Mary said with an impatient seven-year-old tone as she jumped up and down in her ruby coloured dress. All she could do in response was nod and say soft "I need to change miss, I shall not be long."
Not long after, Madalynn and the two children, accompanied with heavy security, arrived at the Governor's residence. She had decided to wear something dark, a black and purple dress with a slight marble tone to it, so she would not take any attention from the wealthy people attending this occasion. As soon as the three of them entered, the children ran off towards their parents and Madalynn was standing alone in the midst of the gathered party people.
MEANWHILE..
The cloud of smoke from cigars filled the room of the tavern, as did the sounds of breaking glass and yelling from fights. Upon one of he bar's stool sat Captain Jack Sparrow. He was waiting for another mug of rum from the bar tender, Ben. "Bloody 'ell Ben! All I asked from ye is a glass of rum," Jack yell with a slur as he frowned in the direction of Ben. Moments later, the bar tender walked towards Jack with an unpleased look upon his face. "Jack? Getcha ass outta 'ere. Ye had enough."
"That be Captain Jack and ye mad Ben, I can handle a bit more of it" Jack said. However, if on que, he had leaned forward and slipped off the stool. Holding onto his three cornered hat, Jack looked around the room as he pounced back up. "Guess I'll be leavin then," he quietly commented. Pushing and shoving his way through the tavern's crowd, he reached the surprisingly quiet street. "That's interesting," Jack whispered as though expecting someone to respond. Looking around, he looked further down the street noticing a few carriages with luxuriously dressed people walk out and towards an ivory coloured house, filled with lights and laughter travelling around the port. With a smirk, Jack stumbles slowly as he makes his way towards the place to investigate.
((MORE TO COME.Please reply, I really want to see what you think of my intro to my first POTC fan fic..))
Story's summary: Madalynn's life as a maid in a rich environment changes when she meets a certain rum-loving pirate....
Breaking into freedom
Madalynn walked along with the mop, slowly twirling and twisting it as she washed the surface of the back balcony. Madalynn worked and lived with the Macallister family, as she was their maid, however, they treated her sometimes like a pet dog. Regarded and treated like dirt, she longed to live her own life. The house they all lived in was right beside the bay, overlooking the ocean and the boarding docks.
Madalynn wore nothing special in her daily life, as surviving was such a task in its self. She was dressed in tattered clothing, however, her features told other wise. Her long red hair fell just past her hips to a point her lifestyle had made them natty, somewhat into small dreadlocks. Her eyes were a dark blue, as was her skin.
It was near sunset about the time Madalynn finished her task of mopping the balcony floor. Turning her head slowly with a deep sigh, she observed the streaks of red and orange near the horizon. Inside the house, although Madalynn considered it a mansion, she could hear the two Macallister children getting ready to go to a party with their parents. The Governor of Port Royal was celebrating as it was the time of the year for it and was throwing the first party for the year. The children's parents were already there and Madalynn was to attend the two children there.
Walking inside with the mop in hand, she made her way to place it back into the cabinet along the hallway near her room. Robert and Mary Macallister (the children) ran up to her as they saw Madalynn walking towards her room. "Madalynn! Madalynn! Lets go!" Mary said with an impatient seven-year-old tone as she jumped up and down in her ruby coloured dress. All she could do in response was nod and say soft "I need to change miss, I shall not be long."
Not long after, Madalynn and the two children, accompanied with heavy security, arrived at the Governor's residence. She had decided to wear something dark, a black and purple dress with a slight marble tone to it, so she would not take any attention from the wealthy people attending this occasion. As soon as the three of them entered, the children ran off towards their parents and Madalynn was standing alone in the midst of the gathered party people.
MEANWHILE..
The cloud of smoke from cigars filled the room of the tavern, as did the sounds of breaking glass and yelling from fights. Upon one of he bar's stool sat Captain Jack Sparrow. He was waiting for another mug of rum from the bar tender, Ben. "Bloody 'ell Ben! All I asked from ye is a glass of rum," Jack yell with a slur as he frowned in the direction of Ben. Moments later, the bar tender walked towards Jack with an unpleased look upon his face. "Jack? Getcha ass outta 'ere. Ye had enough."
"That be Captain Jack and ye mad Ben, I can handle a bit more of it" Jack said. However, if on que, he had leaned forward and slipped off the stool. Holding onto his three cornered hat, Jack looked around the room as he pounced back up. "Guess I'll be leavin then," he quietly commented. Pushing and shoving his way through the tavern's crowd, he reached the surprisingly quiet street. "That's interesting," Jack whispered as though expecting someone to respond. Looking around, he looked further down the street noticing a few carriages with luxuriously dressed people walk out and towards an ivory coloured house, filled with lights and laughter travelling around the port. With a smirk, Jack stumbles slowly as he makes his way towards the place to investigate.
((MORE TO COME.Please reply, I really want to see what you think of my intro to my first POTC fan fic..))