Author's Note: Hello readers! Yes, it has been a while! Sorry, I've been SUPER-BUSY with school and other things. Zutara will continue eventually, once I find time and ideas. I would appreciate your reviews for this story, but mind you, no flames. Thank You! And now, enjoy this Pirates story I'm writing, featuring my own character, Athena.
By the way, this may sound a little modern-ish, and will include Greek gods or they will be mentioned.
"Bye, mum. I'm going to work now." I said to my mother, Elizabeth.
"Bye, darling." She replied in her cool, calm voice and kissed my forehead quickly, letting me run out the door with my long brown hair trailing behind me as I ran.
I walked through the marketplace, waving hello to the friendly faces I walked past, and slid my hand across the heads of the dogs by their masters. I finally approached the shop I worked at, entering through the creaky wooden doors with a squeak so familiar to my ears.
"Good morning, Athena!" My boss, Charlie, greeted me loudly with a warm smile. I grinned back at him.
"Morning, Charlie. I'll just start with those shipments in the back…" I began to walk to the back room of the shop, but he stopped me.
"Oh no, Athena. I've actually got a bigger shipment over by the port. The cart is out front, so take that." Charlie instructed. I nodded, pulling a dirty white apron over my crinkled white blouse and black pants I had tucked into my high brown boots. My mother never wanted me to show how rich I really was, being aware of the thieves around the area, so I never wore any nice dresses like she did, but being honest, I liked to work. I loved adventure, and I'd always find a new adventure to go on with my friend, Mila. We'd run through the hills, ride horses, and eventually my mother decided to keep me busy with a job, since I was active and hard working.
I grabbed the handles of the cart with my grubby hands, pushing it through the dark cobblestone streets. I arrived at the port, waving at the sailors and real adventurers who waved at me as well. I saw Sal, a friend of Charlie's, who waved at me to come over. I pushed the cart to him, and he revealed many heavy-looking sacks of flour.
"Here ya go, Thena." He said in his loud, confident voice as he helped me dump all the sacks on the cart.
"Thanks, Saul!" I called, grinning at him as I struggled to push the cart. It was incredibly heavy, and I had a hard time pushing it through the large crowds in the marketplace.
I finally arrived at the more deserted part of the market, seeing that there were less people, and using it as an opportunity or short cut, making my way through the smaller roads-
"Oh!"
The cart had wobbled, and leaned to the right. I let go and ran to the side quickly, trying to hold it up with my unbelievable strength for a girl, but it was no use. The cart fell on top of me, crushing my stomach. I gasped for air, struggling as much as I could to release myself, but eventually figured that it was no use, and yelped out for help. I called more, until I could eventually feel myself getting sweaty from the heat. I tried sliding out, which was working-
"OW!"
I screeched, the sharp wood scraped across my arm, leaving a large, deep and bloody wound across it. I pulled out my other arm, clutching it in pain. I wept, until I finally felt the cart being lifted off of me. The person then knelt by my side. I looked up, and saw a young man who looked no older than 18, a little older than me. He had long blonde hair, tied in a ponytail, and he had finer clothes than mine, though I could tell he was a messenger boy.
He pulled out a white fabric from his bag, wrapping it around my arm. I winced, and my arm twitched as he did it.
"Ouch…" I whimpered quietly as he held my arm tightly. His grip then loosened.
"Sorry about that…" He apologized in a deep, sensitive-sounding voice. He then pulled me up. "I beg your pardon. My name is Oliver." He greeted, holding his hand out for me to shake.
"Athena." I replied, grabbing his hand and shaking it firmly.
"Well, has anyone ever told you how pretty you are?" He asked politely. I blushed.
"Not really…" I giggled nervously.
He then stopped gazing at me and noticed my cart once more.
"Oh, allow me." He offered, taking the cart and walking. I ran to his side, keeping up with his pace.
"So, you're named…after that beautiful goddess in Greek mythology?" He asked quietly later on, still walking. I nodded.
"Yeah. It was my father's idea." I told him, explaining how my dad, Will Turner, captained the Flying Dutchman, and visited for only short periods of time every 10 years.
"Amazing." He said approvingly. "Might I say, I'm very intrigued by you." He said as we arrived back at my shop.
"Athena, I'm hoping to see you at the ball tonight by the port." He asked, looking hopeful. I smiled a crooked smile.
"Oh, alright. If you insist." I said, blowing him a kiss as I returned to the store with my things.
"Tonight! A boy! Oh, Athena wonderful!" My mother exclaimed later in the day. I rolled my eyes.
"Mum, it's just a messenger boy-"
"Who obviously likes you! Oh, Athena, do come now. We have to get you ready!" She said happily, taking me to her bathroom where she washed and dried my hair, and curled to perfection, letting a small chunk of it drape lightly across my forehead like a diagonal fringe, letting the curls spiral around in a wonderful up-do at the back of my head, threading a small white flower into the side. She brushed on pink blush, mauve eye shadow and glossy pink lipstick on my face. She also attempted to put eyeliner on my eyes, which stung quite a bit, but we eventually worked it out. She finally applied dark mascara to my long lashes, and slid an elegant white and pale blue gown on my slender body.
"Oh, Athena, you look marvelous!" My mother said proudly, letting me stare at the beautiful woman in the mirror. She had a clean face, beautiful and glossy hair, and a slim, long body with perfect and bright blue-green oceans for eyes. For 17, I looked magnificent and mature.
"Now hurry to your party." She urged me out the door as I hopped on her best white horse, and rode to the ball.
Ending Note: Did you all find it enjoyable? I really hope so, because boy, have I got more in store for all of you! Please review! I love hearing your NICE comments.
Stay Beautiful!
Mica xx