Caribbean Bell
Well this is my first story here on I have had this plot going for Pirates of the Caribbean and I really couldn't get it out of my head and so I sat down and I wrote it out and got a plot line in and I really think after five months time it's pretty good for my first Pirates' fiction but you're reviews will be the judge of that. Hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I disclaim that I own anything related to Pirates of the Caribbean this is for entertainment purposes, no copyright infringement is intended in this fiction, I plead the fifth from here on out.
The Swann family would like to say that they were better then the poor thank you very much they married for riches not love, some of them used you long enough to get what they wanted and then tossed you aside like someone would toss away a piece if junk. But some of the people they thought to be junk was another person's treasure. Bella Swann was one of these pieces of junk the Swann's cast aside and disowned from their family to keep their name clean. Bella Swann was far from the normal Swann, the Swann's loved riches, and fine things, they wanted servants and most of all keep their name clean which meant not associating with pirates even if one of the daughters was a pirate herself.
They cast her aside ashamed at what people in town would think, their daughter a pirate! It was ludicrous, and they wouldn't have their good family name tarnished. The Swann's had gone down from generation to generation hating pirates and loving riches. Bella Swann was the exception to this.
Weatherby Swann, the Governor of Port Royal, and Father to Elizabeth Swann. Elizabeth Swann was beautiful, fair skin and light brown locks, her eyes a chocolate brown and a smile that made most men of Port Royal melt. She was Bella's sister, Elizabeth had been shocked to find out Bella had turned pirate, they had been close for years, Elizabeth had felt betrayed when Bella had told Elizabeth of her love for pirates and the sea.
Bella had been hurt when Elizabeth, stopped talking to her, and most of all telling their Father, when he had found out she was packed and out of the house within an hour, he had turned cold and all he could worry about was what the people of Port Royal would think. With this thought of them, not wanting him as Governor anymore he told her she was to get out and never return to the house.
Bella had put trust in Elizabeth that she would never tell their Father, when she was told to leave, she had cried and pleaded with him, to let her stay but to no avail she had been involved in pirate activities and he couldn't have that in his family, she packed and left with no where to go.
Bella had become close friends with William Turner, whom she had met on the crossing from England, she knew his hate for pirates what would he say if he found out that she was one herself? She left the town of Port Royal with a Captain without saying goodbye to him, she had grown close to William maybe closer then friendship, but as she got on the ship with the Captain she pushed that out of her mind feeling it was no use.
Within the next day Weatherby Swann had announced that Bella had left in the middle of the night breaking his heart, even adding tears to it. Inside Elizabeth was torn between her family and her sister. Soon the whole town had grown a hate for Bella, seeing Weatherby's pain, even young William Turner had grown cold towards her.
Bella was only sixteen a girl that seemed ahead of her time, she had grown into a person that felt she was an equal to men, and a lot of men excluding William Turner didn't agree so she was made to keep her mouth shut, orders from her Father. Bella wasn't ugly but she wasn't pretty either she was…normal. As normal as one can get, she had dark black hair and gray misty eyes, she was tan from being in the sun all the time, her hands had become somewhat rough from the work she did on the ship. Her hair always remained in a ponytail to keep it out of her way, it hadn't been cut in years so it was a little ways past her butt when down. She wore a white shirt and tan pants that only went a little ways past her knees, she wore shoes that men wore, and she always had her cutlass at her side. The only jewelry adorning her was a ruby necklace her mother had given her before she died.
There wasn't much of a crew, only Bella and the Captain, but the years spent on the small ship were nice to Bella a perfect life in her eyes, though the only thing that was missing was the one her heart still belonged to after all the years of being away from Port Royal…William Turner.
"Captain Sparrow? Where are we headed?" Bella said climbing down from the mast and looking over at the Captain steering the ship, he was an odd one, things tied into his hair, a brown Tri-corner hat sat upon his head, he seemed very protective over it. His skin was past tan, nearly burnt, he had a goatee that he usually stroked when in thought. An old gray coat that was probably once black but the color was fading due to all the time in the sun. Bella had wondered how he wore it, in such heat at times. He had on a white shirt that showed his chest and his many scars, gray slacks and brown boots.
He looked down from steering and grinned showing some of his gold teeth, "Port Royal," He said roughly, Bella looked down to see they were flooding, the wheel was small mostly because it was more of a boat then a ship. He also noticed this he ran to the mast and stood in the crows nest looking around Bella shook her head she always had thought he had too much sun.
He jumped down grabbing a bucket and throwing her one, "Captain, I really doubt we'll be able to keep this afloat." She said throwing water out, "I don't intend to." He said.
She stopped and raised an eyebrow, "Well what do you intend on doing?" She asked.
He didn't answer he just went up to the crows nest again, having thrown both buckets out of the water, Bella looked up to see him motioning for her to stand up there with him, she groaned climbing up and standing back to chest with him.
She could almost see the grin on his face, she sighed rolling her eyes, the boat was getting lower and lower and people were staring in awe at them as they both stepped onto the dock.
Bella looked around nervously, knowing she might be recognized she kept her head down as Jack walked ahead.
"What? Hey! Hold up there, you. It's a shilling to tie you're boat up to the dock," Said a man with a white powdered wig on, both Bella, Jack and the Harbormaster looked at the ship, Bella and Jack exchanged looks of, "You've got to be kidding me." And I shall need to know you're name."
The Harbormaster looked over and saw Bella, "I shall need to know hers too." He added, the small black boy was looking at her intently Bella put her head back down Jack seemed to be in thought and pulled some coins out of his pocked a second later.
"What'd you say to three shillings and we forget the names?" He said putting the coins on the book and looking at the Harbormaster, he smiled with greed, "Welcome to Port Royal Mr. and Mrs. Smith." He said walking off, Bella nearly gagged at the thought of being Jack's wife.
Jack grinned impishly walking off Bella looked at the coin bag and grabbed it shaking it, "Our money back." She said.
"Good thinking love." He said grinning as they walked off towards the docks to commandeer a ship, this excited Bella they had commandeered a few ships usually ending up in Jack acting dramatically.
Elizabeth Swann woke with a start, dreaming the dream she had dreamt so many times, when she had first met William. She had fallen in love with him but didn't want to admit it, she found herself in somewhat of the same mess Bella had found herself in… bringing shame to the family name. Elizabeth knew her Father wanted her to marry James Norrington but she found him to be a little stuffy.
She knows she will have to marry James to make her father happy and to her that's the best thing in the world, rather then being kicked out of the house like Bella, Elizabeth missed her terribly and still does think about the late night chats and the words of comfort Bella was able to give, she now regrets her decision to tell her Father about how Bella had engaged in piracy.
She knows Bella would have some sort of words of comfort for Elizabeth but Bella isn't here now, Elizabeth saw up looking over at the empty bed where Bella use to lay, she sighed grabbing the candle and walking over to the vanity, she opened the drawer pulling out a piece of gold, it was in the shape of a circle and had a skull on it…pirate gold. Elizabeth sat down and put it on knowing Bella would have been excited to see pirate gold. Elizabeth smiled faintly running her hands over the gold.
So many things were welling up inside so many duties she felt she had to do, to uphold the family name, make sure she married a suitable husband, be there to support him, live a lie that she loves him… so many anxieties were building up inside, she was screaming but on the outside she was calm. She had to be… it was expected of a lady.
She jumped slightly at the knock on the door she got up quickly knocking over the chair grabbing a robe and putting it on covering the gold.
"Elizabeth? Are you alright? Are you decent?" She heard her father ask through the greenish door almost a gray.
"Yes, yes!" She said quickly, he opened the door as two maids ran in carrying a long white box, they opened up the shades shedding light into her room, "Still abed this hour?" He said smiling, Elizabeth knew that smile… he wanted something.
"Beautiful day… I have a gift for you!" He said, Elizabeth sighed quietly as he opened the box she forced a smile, "It's beautiful." And it was it was a crème color with flowers on it, and lace around the arms and chest.
"Isn't it?" He said slightly bouncing on the balls of his feet looking around nervously.
Elizabeth raised an eyebrow slightly, "May I inquire as to the occasion?" She asked looking at him suspiciously.
"Does a father need an occasion to dote upon is daughter?" He asked smiling, she grinned excitedly, "Go on." He said to the maids, as they ushered Elizabeth behind the screen, he looked around as if he didn't know how to bring something up.
"Actually I was hoping you would wear it to the ceremony today." He said looking at the screen, Elizabeth would have hunched except the fact that the corset was so tight it forced you to have good posture. She knew it was too good to be true that he had sincere reasons behind it.
Elizabeth sighed, "Ceremony?" She asked playing dumb.
"Captain Norrington's promotion Ceremony…" He said trailing off a little.
Yes, why else would he want her dressed up? He's been trying to get Elizabeth and James together forever, feeling it's the perfect match, James coming from a wealthy family and he was an honorable man, it would do great to the family name.
"I knew it!" Elizabeth said somewhat annoyed as the maids tightened the strings.
"Commodore Norrington he's about to become!" He said nervously catching her annoyance, "A fine gentlemen don't you think?" Elizabeth bit her tongue from saying, "Yes if you want someone with a stick up their bum." But she knew her Father would fly off the handle like Bella, Elizabeth was the kind of in you're face type of person and like Bella her mouth sometimes got her into tons of trouble only difference was, Elizabeth sweet talked her way out of trouble, Bella would rather have a screaming match.
"He fancies you, you know…" He said, "Elizabeth? How's it coming?" He said as she gasped.
"It's difficult to say…" She said looking to the side, trying to find some way to stop the pain.
"I'm told it's the latest fashion in London." He replied.
Yes father, it's all about looks. She thought angrily.
"Well," Elizabeth said annoyance more prominent this time, "Women in London must have learned not to breathe!" She said as the tightened another string.
"Milord you have a visitor." Said a servant walking in, he too had a powdered wig and looked just as stuffy as the rest of the men in Port Royal. Weatherby nodding leaving the maids and Elizabeth in the room
William Turner stood in the entry way looking at the sconces on the wall, he wrapped his hands around one only to have it break and come off, he looked around panicking and throwing it in the umbrella case, just as a servant walked by, he had his suspicions that the servant knew, he had, had a smirk on his face. William Turner turned around as Weatherby came down forcing a smile.
William knew Weatherby looked down on him for being a blacksmith and found himself gracious enough to allow William to stay in Port Royal. Weatherby felt there was no pride in being a blacksmith even though they probably worked harder then Weatherby had in all of his life.
"Ah Mr. Turner, good to see you again!" William nodded walking over to him near a small table with a dead looking plant on it.
"Good day sir, I have you're order." He said taking the sword out and showing Weatherby, he smiled and seemed impressed by it.
He took it out and looked at it William couldn't help but think maybe he was looking at his reflection.
"If I may…" He said looking at Weatherby, he handed it back as William did a trick with it, flipping it in the air and catching it, "The Blade is folded steel. That's Gold Filigree laid into the handle. Perfectly balanced. The tang is nearly the full width of the blade." He said proudly flipping it again handing it to Weatherby.
"Impressive. Very Impressive. Commodore Norrington will be pleased. Do pass my compliments onto you're master?"
William smiled brightly even though Weatherby didn't know William had made the sword himself he still felt proud that Weatherby loved the sword and the work that was put into it. "I shall…a craftsmen is always pleased to hear is work is appreciated." He said as Elizabeth walked down he looked up in awe, when he saw Elizabeth she reminded him of Bella, the facial features though hair, eyes and personality were different, he couldn't help but think maybe Bella hadn't wanted to leave but then he remembered how Weatherby and cried. He frowned Bella had to have hurt him.
"Elizabeth! You look stunning!"
"Will! It's so good to see you! I had a dream about you last night." She said running up to him.
"Elizabeth is that entirely proper to…" Elizabeth only ignored him smiling at William who seemed to be happy she was paying attention to him.
"It was about the first time we met… do you remember?"
"How could I forget Miss Swann?" William said bowing slightly.
"Will how many times must I ask that you call me Elizabeth?" She said smiling brightly.
William swallowed hard, "At least once more Miss Swann…as always." He said.
Elizabeth's smiled faded somewhat, "See? At least the boy as some sense of propriety… now we really must off." He said handing Elizabeth her parasol she looked slightly upset feeling William had sided with her Father.
"Good day Mr. Turner." She said curtly before walking off into the carriage headed for what she thought a day like any other, the same routines she looked over at William who had mumbled, "Good day…Elizabeth…" before the carriage pulled off to the ceremony completely unaware on who she'd meet.
A/N: I know it's kind of crappy, I hope you enjoy please review thank you!
