Disclaimer: As much as I wish otherwise, I don't own Pirates of the
Caribbean. I do own a DVD of it, though.
Chapter One
Katzaki, Kieran, and Kadin were sitting outside a tent, watching the stars. They had been watching movies all day, as it was their first day of summer break. Their favorite had been Pirates of the Caribbean, and they wanted to pretend that around their tent was the island Captain Jack was marooned on. "I wanna go on an adventure to the Caribbean!" Kieran called out.
"Well, take me with you!" Katzaki said.
"Yeah, can I come?" Kadin asked.
"I said I want, not I was." Kieran responded, "Otherwise, trust me, you'd both be dragged out onto a ship before you could blink."
"I wouldn't mind," Kadin told her. Kieran looked up at the stars, not bothering to respond.
"I wish we could meet Captain Jack, and go on a big adventure with pirates, and redcoats, and swords! I like swords," Kieran said happily. The other two girls made nods of assent. With that, the three girls crawled into the tent and went to sleep, failing to notice a lone star fall from the sky.
Katzaki jolted awake to the sound of a gun being fired, and glass shattering. As she opened her eyes, she looked around nervously. "Where am I?" she muttered, more to herself than anyone else. She crawled over to a window, and peeked out. Down below her, there was a fight occurring. There were buildings on fire in the town, and m en fighting in the yard. Truly interested now, she stuck her head out the window, and yelled, "What's going on?"
With that, several people down below looked her way. A few, dirty looking men, began to leer at her. One of them called out, "Why don't cha c'mon down here, little poppet?"
Without answering, Katzaki pulled herself out of the window, and ran down the stairs to the door. In her pants, several maids stopped running to stare. Ignoring them, Katzaki ran out the door, past the pirates, who didn't bother to give chase. There were, after all, more than enough ladies trapped inside the building already.
Kadin woke up to the sound of yelling. Sitting up sleepily, she thought, 'Mickey must've burned the toast again. Great, now what am I gonna eat?' As she rubbed her eyes, she realized that the voices didn't sound like Trina yelling at Mickey about the toast... and there were too many voices for that matter. Pulling herself towards consciousness, she noticed that her room was rocking...wait...this wasn't her room. She stood up, and nearly fell over again at a large jolt, accompanied by a loud blast. She walked over to a door, and opened it. Immediately, several men in red coats rushed by her; they were yelling and shouting instructions and orders to one another. As they caught sight of her, one by one they slowed, and eventually stopped, to stare at her.
"What? Haven't you ever seen a girl before?" she said grumpily. One man stepped forward nervously.
"Miss....Miss, how did you get aboard the Dauntless? And, if I may inquire, why are you in your under clothes?" he asked.
Blinking curiously, she said, "Haven't you ever seen pajama pants before? Hey, don't be dissin' the pajama pants!"
"Missus-"
"Hey! I ain't no missus!" she exclaimed.
"Well, miss, we haven't any other name to call you. What would you have us call you?"
"Jessa. Call me Jessa, and we'll get on fine."
"Now, Miss Jessa, how did you get aboard the Dauntless?"
"So that's where I am? I don't know. Do you have any food?"
The man blinked, looking confused at the sudden change in topic. "Umm.... If you'll excuse us Miss Jessa, we have a battle to fight." The man and his fellows run off, leaving her alone in the hall in the boat.
Kieran groaned as someone kicked her in the side. As she opened her eyes, she was greeted by the sight-and smell-of what had to be, without a doubt, a pirate. The pirate leered at her cruelly. "Well well, now, what do we 'ave 'ere? Are ye a little stowaway, whelp? 'Ow did ye get aboard the Black Pearl?"
Kieran stared. "What? Who the heck are you?"
"I'm the captain aboard this ship, kid, I ask the questions here."
"Okay, then, what's the question? Can we play twenty questions?"
"No, whelp, we can't." He picks her up roughly by the collar of her shirt, and holds her in the air. "Now, you're going to answer my questions, and you're not going to back talk me, or you're going to rest in Davey Jones Locker. Understood?"
Kieran grinned mischievously. "Inescapably. I understand, but it doesn't mean I'll listen."
The captain drops her. "What is your name, child?"
"This is your business how?"
"The Locker, you little whelp. Answer me, and address me as captain or sir."
"Fine, Cap'n Jerk. The name's...the name's Korbin."
"Well then, Korbin, you're-"
"PARLAY!!!!"
"You're already talkin' to the cap'n, lad. And if you don't answer my questions...."
A/N: I'm a new author here; I mean as in just joined today new, so could you maybe go a bit easy on me, unless I really deserve it? And yea, I also know that as a new author, I shouldn't be messing with cliffies yet, but...
Chapter One
Katzaki, Kieran, and Kadin were sitting outside a tent, watching the stars. They had been watching movies all day, as it was their first day of summer break. Their favorite had been Pirates of the Caribbean, and they wanted to pretend that around their tent was the island Captain Jack was marooned on. "I wanna go on an adventure to the Caribbean!" Kieran called out.
"Well, take me with you!" Katzaki said.
"Yeah, can I come?" Kadin asked.
"I said I want, not I was." Kieran responded, "Otherwise, trust me, you'd both be dragged out onto a ship before you could blink."
"I wouldn't mind," Kadin told her. Kieran looked up at the stars, not bothering to respond.
"I wish we could meet Captain Jack, and go on a big adventure with pirates, and redcoats, and swords! I like swords," Kieran said happily. The other two girls made nods of assent. With that, the three girls crawled into the tent and went to sleep, failing to notice a lone star fall from the sky.
Katzaki jolted awake to the sound of a gun being fired, and glass shattering. As she opened her eyes, she looked around nervously. "Where am I?" she muttered, more to herself than anyone else. She crawled over to a window, and peeked out. Down below her, there was a fight occurring. There were buildings on fire in the town, and m en fighting in the yard. Truly interested now, she stuck her head out the window, and yelled, "What's going on?"
With that, several people down below looked her way. A few, dirty looking men, began to leer at her. One of them called out, "Why don't cha c'mon down here, little poppet?"
Without answering, Katzaki pulled herself out of the window, and ran down the stairs to the door. In her pants, several maids stopped running to stare. Ignoring them, Katzaki ran out the door, past the pirates, who didn't bother to give chase. There were, after all, more than enough ladies trapped inside the building already.
Kadin woke up to the sound of yelling. Sitting up sleepily, she thought, 'Mickey must've burned the toast again. Great, now what am I gonna eat?' As she rubbed her eyes, she realized that the voices didn't sound like Trina yelling at Mickey about the toast... and there were too many voices for that matter. Pulling herself towards consciousness, she noticed that her room was rocking...wait...this wasn't her room. She stood up, and nearly fell over again at a large jolt, accompanied by a loud blast. She walked over to a door, and opened it. Immediately, several men in red coats rushed by her; they were yelling and shouting instructions and orders to one another. As they caught sight of her, one by one they slowed, and eventually stopped, to stare at her.
"What? Haven't you ever seen a girl before?" she said grumpily. One man stepped forward nervously.
"Miss....Miss, how did you get aboard the Dauntless? And, if I may inquire, why are you in your under clothes?" he asked.
Blinking curiously, she said, "Haven't you ever seen pajama pants before? Hey, don't be dissin' the pajama pants!"
"Missus-"
"Hey! I ain't no missus!" she exclaimed.
"Well, miss, we haven't any other name to call you. What would you have us call you?"
"Jessa. Call me Jessa, and we'll get on fine."
"Now, Miss Jessa, how did you get aboard the Dauntless?"
"So that's where I am? I don't know. Do you have any food?"
The man blinked, looking confused at the sudden change in topic. "Umm.... If you'll excuse us Miss Jessa, we have a battle to fight." The man and his fellows run off, leaving her alone in the hall in the boat.
Kieran groaned as someone kicked her in the side. As she opened her eyes, she was greeted by the sight-and smell-of what had to be, without a doubt, a pirate. The pirate leered at her cruelly. "Well well, now, what do we 'ave 'ere? Are ye a little stowaway, whelp? 'Ow did ye get aboard the Black Pearl?"
Kieran stared. "What? Who the heck are you?"
"I'm the captain aboard this ship, kid, I ask the questions here."
"Okay, then, what's the question? Can we play twenty questions?"
"No, whelp, we can't." He picks her up roughly by the collar of her shirt, and holds her in the air. "Now, you're going to answer my questions, and you're not going to back talk me, or you're going to rest in Davey Jones Locker. Understood?"
Kieran grinned mischievously. "Inescapably. I understand, but it doesn't mean I'll listen."
The captain drops her. "What is your name, child?"
"This is your business how?"
"The Locker, you little whelp. Answer me, and address me as captain or sir."
"Fine, Cap'n Jerk. The name's...the name's Korbin."
"Well then, Korbin, you're-"
"PARLAY!!!!"
"You're already talkin' to the cap'n, lad. And if you don't answer my questions...."
A/N: I'm a new author here; I mean as in just joined today new, so could you maybe go a bit easy on me, unless I really deserve it? And yea, I also know that as a new author, I shouldn't be messing with cliffies yet, but...