A/N: I always liked reading the fanfic stories about when people get
transported into Potc. So I finally decided to write one myself. And here
it is!!
Disclaimer: ::sighs:: Do I really have to say this? ::policeman nods:: Fine. I do not own anything of Potc.not even Jack Sparrow. The only person I do own is Jane Miller.
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Chapter One
"Get out of my house!"
"It's not your house, you don't even pay the rent for it."
"I said OUT!"
"FINE"
**SLAM**
Jane Miller ran out of the house with her backpack slung over one shoulder. Once she got to the curb, she turned around.
"I HATE YOU!!" Jane screamed.
This was a typical night in the 20 year olds life. Every night the same thing happened. Her father would get drunk, he'd decided to use Jane as a punching bag, she fights back and he kicks her out. Jane sighs as she gingerly touched her left cheek where her father had just hit her and winced.
Ever since her mother had died two years earlier her life had been in shambles. Her father took up drinking and could do nothing around the house, so Jane had to throw away her plans for college and begin work at a restaurant just to make ends meat. Jane would move out of the house, but she had promised her mother on her death bed that she would stay with her father, but there was only so much she could take.
Jane walked quietly too a park nearby where she spent most of her nights. She pulled a blanket out of her bag and laid it on the grass. She pulled her hair out of its usual ponytails and let her long hair go down until it stopped midway down her back. Jane grabbed her bag and lay down, using her bag as a pillow. She sighed as she looked up at the stars. She wished so hard that she could have a life of freedom. A life full of adventures with no worries. As she was thinking about that she saw a shooting star and grinned a little as she closed her eyes and began drift off to sleep.
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Jane woke up to a soft rocking movement. She frowned and rubbed her eyes as she tried to look around. She was in a room that looked like an old movie set. The walls were all wooden; there were two windows, a desk, a closet and a bed. In fact, she noticed that she was IN a bed. She jumped up and ran to one of the windows. What she saw made her gasp in surprise, she was surrounded by water. This wasn't good. Either she was one a ship or she was just nuts. Jane looked away from the window and pinched her self. She flinched and realized that this was no dream.
Her eyes swept over the room. The place was a mess. There were papers and clothes everywhere. Jane also noticed with disgust the there were a bunch of bottles that no doubt once had held some sort of alcohol beverage. She then looked up at the closet and walked over to it. Once she had opened it she raised an eyebrow. There were a bunch of clothes, men's cloths. Jane looked around the room again at all the scattered clothes then back to the ones in the closet. It was amazing how many pieces of clothing a man had. She pushed aside some of the shirts and caught sight of a sword in its sheath. She grabbed it and pulled it out of its sheath. It was a beautiful sword really. She did a few moves with it. It was heavier than any she had ever held but she was just grateful to have a weapon at all.
Jane spun around when she heard footsteps and quietly walked to the left side of the door. She held the sword tightly as she raised it ready to kill whoever was on the other side of the door.
When the door did finally opened a man walked in. Jane looked at him and took a deep breath. It was now or never. Jane raised her sword a bit higher and without another thought about it, she swung the sword, aimed at the mans heart.
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Well there it is. I hoped it was alright for the first chapter. Took me forever to try and figure out how to introduce Jane and all. To be honest with ye all, I don't really have a plot or anything yet I have a few idea but I haven't totally decided on one yet.. So if you guys have any ideas or whatever tell me!!
Anyhow I should have the next chapter up fairly soon. Maybe in a week or less if lucky.
Don't forget to review!!
Disclaimer: ::sighs:: Do I really have to say this? ::policeman nods:: Fine. I do not own anything of Potc.not even Jack Sparrow. The only person I do own is Jane Miller.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Chapter One
"Get out of my house!"
"It's not your house, you don't even pay the rent for it."
"I said OUT!"
"FINE"
**SLAM**
Jane Miller ran out of the house with her backpack slung over one shoulder. Once she got to the curb, she turned around.
"I HATE YOU!!" Jane screamed.
This was a typical night in the 20 year olds life. Every night the same thing happened. Her father would get drunk, he'd decided to use Jane as a punching bag, she fights back and he kicks her out. Jane sighs as she gingerly touched her left cheek where her father had just hit her and winced.
Ever since her mother had died two years earlier her life had been in shambles. Her father took up drinking and could do nothing around the house, so Jane had to throw away her plans for college and begin work at a restaurant just to make ends meat. Jane would move out of the house, but she had promised her mother on her death bed that she would stay with her father, but there was only so much she could take.
Jane walked quietly too a park nearby where she spent most of her nights. She pulled a blanket out of her bag and laid it on the grass. She pulled her hair out of its usual ponytails and let her long hair go down until it stopped midway down her back. Jane grabbed her bag and lay down, using her bag as a pillow. She sighed as she looked up at the stars. She wished so hard that she could have a life of freedom. A life full of adventures with no worries. As she was thinking about that she saw a shooting star and grinned a little as she closed her eyes and began drift off to sleep.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Jane woke up to a soft rocking movement. She frowned and rubbed her eyes as she tried to look around. She was in a room that looked like an old movie set. The walls were all wooden; there were two windows, a desk, a closet and a bed. In fact, she noticed that she was IN a bed. She jumped up and ran to one of the windows. What she saw made her gasp in surprise, she was surrounded by water. This wasn't good. Either she was one a ship or she was just nuts. Jane looked away from the window and pinched her self. She flinched and realized that this was no dream.
Her eyes swept over the room. The place was a mess. There were papers and clothes everywhere. Jane also noticed with disgust the there were a bunch of bottles that no doubt once had held some sort of alcohol beverage. She then looked up at the closet and walked over to it. Once she had opened it she raised an eyebrow. There were a bunch of clothes, men's cloths. Jane looked around the room again at all the scattered clothes then back to the ones in the closet. It was amazing how many pieces of clothing a man had. She pushed aside some of the shirts and caught sight of a sword in its sheath. She grabbed it and pulled it out of its sheath. It was a beautiful sword really. She did a few moves with it. It was heavier than any she had ever held but she was just grateful to have a weapon at all.
Jane spun around when she heard footsteps and quietly walked to the left side of the door. She held the sword tightly as she raised it ready to kill whoever was on the other side of the door.
When the door did finally opened a man walked in. Jane looked at him and took a deep breath. It was now or never. Jane raised her sword a bit higher and without another thought about it, she swung the sword, aimed at the mans heart.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Well there it is. I hoped it was alright for the first chapter. Took me forever to try and figure out how to introduce Jane and all. To be honest with ye all, I don't really have a plot or anything yet I have a few idea but I haven't totally decided on one yet.. So if you guys have any ideas or whatever tell me!!
Anyhow I should have the next chapter up fairly soon. Maybe in a week or less if lucky.
Don't forget to review!!