Disclaimer: Don't own (wishes she owned Johnny Depp though...)
Authors Notes: Does anyone ever read these...I bet you don't!!! Anyways...Sorry this is so short but it is the prologue...and they are usually short...PLZ R/R!!!
~Ruki the Sake Fairy~
Pirates of the Caribbean Prologue...
Psyche ran as fast as her bare feet would carry her through the seemingly endless fields of her home, well now former home. She had thrown off her shoes a while ago when they became too crusted with mud to run comfortably in.
The previous scene in her home played through her thoughts again and again.
"You ungrateful whore!!" Her fahter yelled knocking over a chair in his rage, "You WILL marry Peiro, I do not care if you love him or not!!" Him being drunk only made him in even more of a stupor
"No padre, I won't. I refuse. You will have to live with that." She yelled back equally as loud. She could hear her older brothers gasp in the corner, she was in for it now. She closed her eyes expecting to be hit, but nothing came.
She opened and eye to look at her father. He seemed to be holding his breath. His face had turned an even darker shead of crimson. His fists were clinched at his sides. He looked as if he were literally about to pop.
"Either you marry, or you leave" He said through clenched teehth.
Psyche smiled, this was the chance that she had always wanted. The actual option to leave. She had ran away numerous times, but her brothers always found her and brought her home kicking and screaming. The she would be beat and sent to her room, just like a child. But she was no longer a child. At 25 she was old enough to be on her own.
"Fine!" She said forcing her smile to disappear, "I'd rahter be somewhere else anyways!" And with that she stormed to the door.
Just before she closed it she heard her father scream, "I never want to see your face again!!"
She never knew that she would have the courage to stand up to her fahter like that.
She finally reached the edge of the large vineyard. All that was left was to make to the docks and she would be free to leave to the new world, just like she had always wanted to. She reached into the small pocket in the front of her skirt and pulled out a little satchel. She opened it and dumped the contents into her hand. She had been saving ever since her mother died.
Most of the gold had been stolen from her former suitor, but some had been earned by doing little odd jobs around the town. She smiled again and slipped the money back into her pocket.
Psyche looked up, shielding her eyes from the merciless noon sun. She could see the town of Napoli in plain view. It wouldn't take her long to get there. She took off into another run, ignoring the pain of her bare feet hitting against the dirt road. She would have to buy shoes when she got into town, maybe a mew dress too. She doubted that this thing old thing would hold out the entire trip to New Orleans.
As she got closer to the town she could see that it was as lively as usual. Vendors had set up various carts of goods. Mothers were dragging their screaming children along by the wrists.
She slowed her run down to a quick walk. She had to go to the docks where she would find the first ship out, then out for her supplies.
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Told you it was short. Hopefully ill have the next chappy out by the time I go back to school... Oh and if anyone wants to give me a new title...ill be glad to use it...
Authors Notes: Does anyone ever read these...I bet you don't!!! Anyways...Sorry this is so short but it is the prologue...and they are usually short...PLZ R/R!!!
~Ruki the Sake Fairy~
Pirates of the Caribbean Prologue...
Psyche ran as fast as her bare feet would carry her through the seemingly endless fields of her home, well now former home. She had thrown off her shoes a while ago when they became too crusted with mud to run comfortably in.
The previous scene in her home played through her thoughts again and again.
"You ungrateful whore!!" Her fahter yelled knocking over a chair in his rage, "You WILL marry Peiro, I do not care if you love him or not!!" Him being drunk only made him in even more of a stupor
"No padre, I won't. I refuse. You will have to live with that." She yelled back equally as loud. She could hear her older brothers gasp in the corner, she was in for it now. She closed her eyes expecting to be hit, but nothing came.
She opened and eye to look at her father. He seemed to be holding his breath. His face had turned an even darker shead of crimson. His fists were clinched at his sides. He looked as if he were literally about to pop.
"Either you marry, or you leave" He said through clenched teehth.
Psyche smiled, this was the chance that she had always wanted. The actual option to leave. She had ran away numerous times, but her brothers always found her and brought her home kicking and screaming. The she would be beat and sent to her room, just like a child. But she was no longer a child. At 25 she was old enough to be on her own.
"Fine!" She said forcing her smile to disappear, "I'd rahter be somewhere else anyways!" And with that she stormed to the door.
Just before she closed it she heard her father scream, "I never want to see your face again!!"
She never knew that she would have the courage to stand up to her fahter like that.
She finally reached the edge of the large vineyard. All that was left was to make to the docks and she would be free to leave to the new world, just like she had always wanted to. She reached into the small pocket in the front of her skirt and pulled out a little satchel. She opened it and dumped the contents into her hand. She had been saving ever since her mother died.
Most of the gold had been stolen from her former suitor, but some had been earned by doing little odd jobs around the town. She smiled again and slipped the money back into her pocket.
Psyche looked up, shielding her eyes from the merciless noon sun. She could see the town of Napoli in plain view. It wouldn't take her long to get there. She took off into another run, ignoring the pain of her bare feet hitting against the dirt road. She would have to buy shoes when she got into town, maybe a mew dress too. She doubted that this thing old thing would hold out the entire trip to New Orleans.
As she got closer to the town she could see that it was as lively as usual. Vendors had set up various carts of goods. Mothers were dragging their screaming children along by the wrists.
She slowed her run down to a quick walk. She had to go to the docks where she would find the first ship out, then out for her supplies.
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Told you it was short. Hopefully ill have the next chappy out by the time I go back to school... Oh and if anyone wants to give me a new title...ill be glad to use it...