A/N This is my first Pirates of the Caribbean story but far from my first FF. I hope you like it and if you want me to continue just say the word :)
Disclaimer: I don't own POC
Love Lost to the Sea
Every town had that bar; the bar filled with pirates, drunks, common whores, and the band that couldn't play worth a damn. This town was no exception; even though the town wasn't one of the more popular among pirates, they did stop to port and collect more supplies. The bar was dimly lit with lanterns scattered around the building; its smell was horrendous however most were too drunk to care. Behind the serving table, a young woman was collecting money and serving rum; her boss was a plump lady who was cleaning the dishes with a wet rag. A group of pirates, who were obviously new to this particular town, were busying themselves with holding a conversation with the young lady.
"Hello, love." One of the pirates breathed across her face, making the woman's face twist in disgust.
"'ould you like a tour of our ship?" He smiled, revealing a row of rotten and yellowed teeth. His ship mates snickered and slurred their agreement.
"No thanks." She sneered. The pirate frowned.
"Come on, I bet you 'ave always wanted to step 'pon a ship." He reported. The young lady didn't spare him a glance.
"I've seen and been on plenty of pirate ships for your information." She scoffed. The pirates gave the woman a confused look. She sighed and turned to face them. Her doe brown eyes looked over each and every pirate.
"I know of the sea, I also know of your stories that you pass around your fellow ship mates." She brushed back a piece of light brown hair that had fallen in front of her face. The pirate who was specking to her earlier narrowed his eyes at the strange woman.
"Then tell us, 'hat do 'e say? 'hat story's do 'e share?" He challenged. The whole tavern fell silent at the sound of the pirate's loud question. The young lady smiled sweetly in reply.
"Everyone knows of the story,
The woman who lost her love to the sea." She voiced, presenting her answer in a poem. The bar seemed to cheer her on, they wanted to hear more. That is why most came to Port Degas; they heard of the young woman who would tell the most amazing stories.
"Not by drowning or a raid,
But he had to leave in order to live another day.
Time goes on and still she waits,
For the tenth years date.
A loving gleam in her eyes,
As she keeps her gaze on that horizon." She versed. The bar cheered her on as she yelled out the last four verses, she found herself sanding on one of the tables in front of the pirates who were also cheering her on. They wanted more, more than what she could tell them. Her boss offered her a cubby had, her blue eyes weary. As the young woman lifted her skirts to jump off of the table, her boss looked at her wearily.
"I think it is best that you went to bed Elizabeth," she said looking over the young woman's form. "Too much excitement for one day; remember you need to take it easy." Elizabeth gave the older woman a warm smile.
"Thank you for the reminder Meredith, I'll do just that." She nodded her head and made her way to the stairs that lead to the living quarters. The pirates shouted their discontent but their cries were silenced with a firm whack upside the head from Meredith.
A/N so what do you think? Please review and tell me your thoughts! If you want me to continue just say so!