Hey everyone! I'm back. To my small number of faithful reviewers: hello! To
the rest of you: Bleh! Just kiddin. Anyhoodles, I had some ideas for a POTC
fanfic, so I decided to try and put them on paper and create a story.
Ok, some background info: it starts off right before the pirates attack, but everything that happened in the movie before that happened in my story I guess. Felicity Swann is Elizabeth's sister, two years younger. The story sort of follows the movie, but with Felicity it should change a lot. Ok! On with the story!
Disclaimer: I own nothing but Felicity and the shirt on my back.
(A/N: I know this paragraph is really long, but it's describing Felicity. There shouldn't be any more of these biggies. Bear with me. It will get better after this part, I swear!)
Felicity Swann brushed her dark brown, curly hair out of her face as she waded into the cool ocean. It was a blistering hot day in Port Royal, and the refreshing water felt good on her tired feet. She made sure not to expose her ankles too much, even though she wished she could rip off her dress and dive into the depths of the sea. You see, it was "not proper" for a lady to reveal her ankles, or so her father kept telling her. Her father- she loved him and hated him at the same time. He held her back from the life she wanted. She longed to get away from the rules; she was sick and tired of being polite. Felicity just wanted to be herself. On the outside she may look like the governor's daughter, but on the inside she was a free spirit locked up in a society where your occupation determined how well you were treated. It wasn't fair. Felicity didn't understand it. Being the governor's daughter, she was a respectable, polite, lady, and hated every minute of it.
She was known to bend as many rules as possible without getting into serious trouble with her father. She wore her hair down when he wasn't around, and when her servants helped her dress, she simply said, "Don't even think about making me wear a corset today." The servants didn't dare protest, but when her father overheard her one day, he gave her the loooooooongest lecture. Plus he made her wear the corset. If it was one thing she hated, it was corsets. They confine your breathing and mush your organs together so much it feels like you don't have any. Today, Felicity felt good- her shoes were off, her hair was down, she wasn't wearing a corset, and best of all, she was away from her father. That's why she came to the beach whenever she could, to escape the life of a governor's daughter.
(A/N: now the story shall begin! Thanks for putting up with my long paragraphs; I just had so much to say about Felicity!)
"This life is bloody awful, but I have to make the best of it," said Felicity to no one but the ocean, "At least I have Elizabeth and Will. I don't know how I would make it without them." The sky was getting dark, and the streets of Port Royal were the last place Felicity wanted to be alone at night. She grabbed her shoes and headed back to the manor, preparing herself for another lecture from her father. Later that night....
Felicity awoke to the sound of explosions and screams in the town that once lay quiet below her. She bolted upright in her bed, and then scrambled to the window. She stared open-mouthed at the horrific scene taking place before her very eyes.
"Pirates..." she breathed.
Shaken and petrified, she ran out of her room, racking her brain for what to do next. Everything that followed seemed to happen in slow motion. A cannonball shot through a pillar in the hall, charging through a pirate on its way out. Elizabeth seized this moment of distraction and ran past the pirates that were chasing her, barely clearing the chandelier, which shattered into millions of pieces on the floor.
"Elizabeth!" Felicity called out, but Elizabeth didn't hear her.
The manor was swarming with pirates. Thank goodness they didn't notice Felicity, who was stepped back into the doorway of her room.
"How am I going to get out of here?" Felicity asked herself, "And where am I going to go?"
Felicity didn't have time to stop and ponder these thoughts. Pirates were coming towards her. She slammed the door and locked it just in time. Without thinking, she opened her window, climbed down the trellis and jumped into a large bush – a rose bush.
"Ouch! Bloody Hell! Why a rose bush! Why?" whispered Felicity angrily.
She managed to escape from the painful thorns, but her dress was in shreds. Her hands, forearms, and ankles stung from the scratches, but she was snapped back to reality when she remembered why she had to escape through her window.
"The fort! I can't believe I didn't think of this before! Now all I need to do is get there," said Felicity wearily.
(A/N: I'm not going to go through the details of how she gets to the fort, but she gets there safely. This part isn't significant; the plot unfolds in the morning.)
Felicity immediately started looking for Elizabeth, but saw no sign of her. After asking everyone in sight if they had seen her, she gave up, crawled into a corner, and tried to sleep. She decided to stop worrying about Elizabeth; she'd have a clear head in the morning.
"Yes, first thing in the morning," yawned Felicity, "and I'll..."
She fell asleep before finishing her thoughts.
Well? How'd you like it so far? More romance and dialogue to come. In longer chapters. The first chapter is always rough- a lot of explaining and such. R&R!
Ok, some background info: it starts off right before the pirates attack, but everything that happened in the movie before that happened in my story I guess. Felicity Swann is Elizabeth's sister, two years younger. The story sort of follows the movie, but with Felicity it should change a lot. Ok! On with the story!
Disclaimer: I own nothing but Felicity and the shirt on my back.
(A/N: I know this paragraph is really long, but it's describing Felicity. There shouldn't be any more of these biggies. Bear with me. It will get better after this part, I swear!)
Felicity Swann brushed her dark brown, curly hair out of her face as she waded into the cool ocean. It was a blistering hot day in Port Royal, and the refreshing water felt good on her tired feet. She made sure not to expose her ankles too much, even though she wished she could rip off her dress and dive into the depths of the sea. You see, it was "not proper" for a lady to reveal her ankles, or so her father kept telling her. Her father- she loved him and hated him at the same time. He held her back from the life she wanted. She longed to get away from the rules; she was sick and tired of being polite. Felicity just wanted to be herself. On the outside she may look like the governor's daughter, but on the inside she was a free spirit locked up in a society where your occupation determined how well you were treated. It wasn't fair. Felicity didn't understand it. Being the governor's daughter, she was a respectable, polite, lady, and hated every minute of it.
She was known to bend as many rules as possible without getting into serious trouble with her father. She wore her hair down when he wasn't around, and when her servants helped her dress, she simply said, "Don't even think about making me wear a corset today." The servants didn't dare protest, but when her father overheard her one day, he gave her the loooooooongest lecture. Plus he made her wear the corset. If it was one thing she hated, it was corsets. They confine your breathing and mush your organs together so much it feels like you don't have any. Today, Felicity felt good- her shoes were off, her hair was down, she wasn't wearing a corset, and best of all, she was away from her father. That's why she came to the beach whenever she could, to escape the life of a governor's daughter.
(A/N: now the story shall begin! Thanks for putting up with my long paragraphs; I just had so much to say about Felicity!)
"This life is bloody awful, but I have to make the best of it," said Felicity to no one but the ocean, "At least I have Elizabeth and Will. I don't know how I would make it without them." The sky was getting dark, and the streets of Port Royal were the last place Felicity wanted to be alone at night. She grabbed her shoes and headed back to the manor, preparing herself for another lecture from her father. Later that night....
Felicity awoke to the sound of explosions and screams in the town that once lay quiet below her. She bolted upright in her bed, and then scrambled to the window. She stared open-mouthed at the horrific scene taking place before her very eyes.
"Pirates..." she breathed.
Shaken and petrified, she ran out of her room, racking her brain for what to do next. Everything that followed seemed to happen in slow motion. A cannonball shot through a pillar in the hall, charging through a pirate on its way out. Elizabeth seized this moment of distraction and ran past the pirates that were chasing her, barely clearing the chandelier, which shattered into millions of pieces on the floor.
"Elizabeth!" Felicity called out, but Elizabeth didn't hear her.
The manor was swarming with pirates. Thank goodness they didn't notice Felicity, who was stepped back into the doorway of her room.
"How am I going to get out of here?" Felicity asked herself, "And where am I going to go?"
Felicity didn't have time to stop and ponder these thoughts. Pirates were coming towards her. She slammed the door and locked it just in time. Without thinking, she opened her window, climbed down the trellis and jumped into a large bush – a rose bush.
"Ouch! Bloody Hell! Why a rose bush! Why?" whispered Felicity angrily.
She managed to escape from the painful thorns, but her dress was in shreds. Her hands, forearms, and ankles stung from the scratches, but she was snapped back to reality when she remembered why she had to escape through her window.
"The fort! I can't believe I didn't think of this before! Now all I need to do is get there," said Felicity wearily.
(A/N: I'm not going to go through the details of how she gets to the fort, but she gets there safely. This part isn't significant; the plot unfolds in the morning.)
Felicity immediately started looking for Elizabeth, but saw no sign of her. After asking everyone in sight if they had seen her, she gave up, crawled into a corner, and tried to sleep. She decided to stop worrying about Elizabeth; she'd have a clear head in the morning.
"Yes, first thing in the morning," yawned Felicity, "and I'll..."
She fell asleep before finishing her thoughts.
Well? How'd you like it so far? More romance and dialogue to come. In longer chapters. The first chapter is always rough- a lot of explaining and such. R&R!
