Hello! Okay, so this is my second fanfiction story, I'm still a newbie. So this idea has been in my head forever, at one time I was contemplating making it a script for the fourth movie and sending it to Disney but never got around to it so I decided to write it as a book and post it here! Also, if you're confused here's what's going on, so Elizabeth and William 'did it' in the third movie, and Elizabeth got pregnant with twins (Lucy and Luke). But William stayed on the boat as Davy Jones and Elizabeth was told to live on land. So this is kind of Lucy's story of finding her father. Mainly action but once I get to a certain point, if wanted by people, I may throw in some romance fluff with a crewman of Will's and Lucy, wink wink, but only maybe. So, I've talked a lot, now read and enjoy! Reviews are greatly appreciated.
I walked down the dirty coble stone street, kicking garbage out of my way as I moved. By this time, I wasn't afraid of getting gunk from the streets stuck in my shoes. They were full of holes and I desperately needed new ones but we couldn't afford them. We couldn't even afford food.
I clung to my bag, the source of life for my mother, brother and I. Even with no food in my stomach I thanked the heavens I could run when I needed to. Since we didn't have money for food I had to use my imagination to get some.
Finally I reached my house. If you can even call it that, it was more of a corner in an alley with a tarp overtop of it. I saw my brother sitting beside my mother, putting a wet cloth on her forehead. She was sick again, perfect.
"Elizabeth, hey" I said to my mother, kneeling down beside her. I placed my hand on her face, it was clammy and hot. Not a good combination with starvation. I hoped she didn't have anything serious.
"How are you doing?" I asked her. She coughed, a lung straining sound, and blinked up at me.
"Okay honey. How was your walk?" She asked, grabbing my hand and putting it on her chest.
"Good" I told her, then reached into my bag and grabbed what I had taken from those evil stall owners, showing her. It was a loaf of bread, two apples and a potato. For them, it was a snack but for us, it was a feast.
"Oh honey!" She said, her eyes misting with tears.
"Here" I said, and broke off a piece of bread for her. She took it and I gave a piece to my brother as well, also taking one for myself.
"Where did you get this?" My brother, Jason, asked me.
"Swiped it off that stand that the old guy with the limp runs" I told him, looking at his body. He was so thin; I could see his bones sticking out. Just seeing him brought up my rage at my father. William. How could my mother have married such a creep? A creep who left us the first chance he got, right after my Mom got pregnant. Such an asshole.
Snapping myself out of my rage filled mind, I asked Elizabeth "Should we cook the potato or eat it raw."
"No use cooking it, where's the knife?" Jason asked.
"Right here" Elizabeth said, holding it up weakly. I smiled down at her, hiding my well concealed rage, and took it. Handing it to Luke, my brother, he began to cut up the potato.
"You did so good baby girl" Elizabeth said, and reached up to touch my cheek.
"Thanks Elizabeth" I said, and placed my hand on top of hers.
"Here" Luke said, handing her a third of the potato, as well as me.
"Thanks" I said, and squeezed his hand.
"No problem" He said, squeezing back weakly. Out of the three of us, I was the strongest. I had a tough build, whereas my mother was always sick and weak from grief. And Luke was built like a stick, he couldn't hold fat on him so he was always weak and tired.
I don't know what it was that forced my hand, but when I saw my mother slowly sink into a restless sleep, or saw my brothers ribs protruding, I knew what I had to do.
"Luke" I said, he turned and looked at me, taking a bite of an apple.
"What is it Lucy?" He asked.
"Come, walk" I told him, and grabbed his arm. He obliged and we left my mother with a blanket over her and a knife in her hand, to protect herself with.
"What is it Lu?" He asked, using the name he always called me when it was just us two.
"I have to find him" I told him, and he understood.
"No Lu, he doesn't want us. He left us, remember?" He said.
"I don't care, Mother might be dying, you're nothing but skin and bone and we're living in the streets. I have to find him, I have to know." I told him. I was talking about our father, William. He had left before we were born. I don't know if he didn't want kids, or if he didn't want Elizabeth anymore but either way, he was gone when we needed him.
"How are you going to find him?" Luke asked me.
"I don't know. Mother said he will always be at sea. So I'll stow away on a ship at the harbour and go from there." I told him.
"Okay, then I'm coming with you" he said. I was touched at his offer but it would never work.
"You can't" I said. "You have to be here to look after Mother." Also, if he came with me, I would be stuck looking after not only myself but my twin brother as well. Out of the two of us, I was the more cunning, the more adventurous, the more athletic. He would get us both killed.
"Who will look after you?" He asked me as he stopped walking so he could stand in front of me and stare into my eyes. We were the same height so it wasn't difficult. We were about as identical as fraternal twins could be. Same hair colour, eye colour, height, features. Only our build and our genders were different.
"I will" I told him, then placed my hand on his arm. "I'll be fine Luke, and if he's worth the hassle, I'll bring William home" I told him.
Defeated he said "When are you leaving?"
"Right after I get some food to put in my bag" I told him. "Tell Elizabeth that I say goodbye." I knew that it was sudden, and that I may never see Luke again, but I was tired of wondering. I was tired of living every day full of rage at William for leaving us, and at Elizabeth for acting more like a toddler than a mother. I needed to leave, I just hoped that they would be alright while I was gone.
"So soon?" Luke asked.
"Yes, I need to find him." I told him.
"So this, right now, is goodbye?" He asked me.
"Yes, it is" I said, and then wrapped my arms around him, in a gigantic hug. He squeezed me back with more strength than I had thought his build could produce and we stood like that for a couple minutes.
"Okay" I said, pulling away from him. "Go home to mother now, see that she's still well."
"Goodbye Lucy" Luke said, and pulled me in for another quick hug, then walked off, back to Elizabeth.
As soon as Luke was out of sight, I took off towards the stalls that had food lain out in the open. My bag was pulled tightly against my side as I walked past them. Looking at the spoils laid out in front of me. However, I made sure to stay far away from the old man with the limp since he would no doubt recognize me.
I passed by a vendor that was selling swords, and I couldn't help but go over there and hold one. I picked up the first one I could see, loving the way it felt in my hand, the power I had when I held one. Too soon I remembered why I was there in the first place and put down the sword, walked over to an adjacent stall and sneakily placed two rolls into my bag. When I looked around, finding out no one had noticed, a familiar rush went through me. It made me feel as if I was on top of the world.
Walking to the next stall I passed was filled with vegetables and fruits. I saw carrots piled a mile high and swiped three, then a pear and an ear of corn. Still not caught, I moved to the next stall, knowing I was being greedy but that I was also going to need the food for the trip I was about to take.
The next stall was full of pies, cakes, puddings. And I couldn't help myself, I swiped a sticky bun, knowing it would ruin my bag but needing a treat after my hard work. That was when I got caught.
"Ay, where do ya tink yur goin?" Asked the shopkeeper with missing teeth when I took off. I raced past other shopping patrons and jumped a cart, running towards the harbour, knowing I was going to have to find a ship to stow away on and fast.
When I was halfway there, I turned to look around and found that no one was following me. The stall owner hadn't thought to chase after me, well good riddance, I got to keep my spoils.
I turned around to walk towards the harbour and bumped into a solid wall of flesh.
"Did ya tink I would let ya scamper off?" Asked the shop keeper, reaching for my bag.
"No" I said, and wrenched my bag back, taking off to the right.
"Oi" I heard him yell, then I heard the slap slap of feet on stone. I veered to the right, into a small alcove and hid. The man ran right past me so I waited a few seconds before I came out. He was nowhere in sight, so I headed towards the harbour.
I walked there, trying not to draw attention to myself and when I made it to the harbour, walked to the end of the pier. I spotted three major ships docked there, but one caught my attention the most. It was a little run down, and it wasn't advertising any colours. I made my decision then. That was the boat I was going to stow away on.
I snuck over to it, keeping my head down and walking fast enough to move but not fast enough as to be noticed. Making it to the boat, I noticed a group of people in the distance, not close enough to see me well enough but close enough that I could hear them.
I went faster, climbing up the side of the boat and onto the deck. It was made of a dark brown wood, some of it chipped away and had many places where it looked like it had been patched up. The people were a lot closer now, so I quickly climbed down a deck and found a hiding place. In the back behind some barrels. Now I could hear feet on top of me and dust rained down on my head. I hid in my little crevice, silently. I could hear a man barking orders, and other men answering. So I was the only woman aboard, this was to be interesting if they ever found me.
Then I heard the word anchor, and the boat move the tiniest bit. What a stroke of luck, we were sailing off the second I had gotten on board. I had been awake so long that the stomps of hasty feet were lulling me to sleep, so I placed my head on my hands, made sure I was not visible, and closed my eyes as the boat pulled away from the harbour.
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