Ok so this is my first POTC story. What if there were 883 medallions and I had the last one? I've always wanted to put myself in the story. It kind of follows the movie but its still really good! I hope…
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean nor do I own any of its characters. I'm just a person writing a story.
The ship docked at Port Royal and I clambered out of the small hole in the base. So this is where it all began, where my father died. I twirled the medallion around my neck in-between my fingers. Before anyone noticed I ran from the boat and walked around the town. I had just sailed from Tortuga and did not find what I was looking for. Suddenly a fellow pirate came zooming by stopping bullets with his fingertips. I smiled and recognized the man as Captain Jack Sparrow. I followed him down a pathway and he hid behind a statue. Then he dashed inside a Blacksmith shop. I waited for a few moments until a tall man with brown hair walked into the shop. I went around the side of the building and climbed through an open window. Jack and the other man were fighting with their swords. They both stepped on a wagon thing and the man caught Jack's irons and jammed them up into the ceiling pane. Jack pulled himself down causing the one man to fly up onto the ceiling panes. I ran in there and drew out my sword jumping on the wagon nearly throwing Jack off.
"Who are you? You look awfully familiar." He asked parrying my blow to his chest.
"That's unimportant at the moment Jack Sparrow." I said.
The man on top of the beams was about to cut down some bricks so I moved out of the way and Jack went flying up onto the beams. They continued the battle up there until the man jumped down. Jack took a bag of powder and blew it in the man's face kicking the sword out of his hands. Jack pulled out his gun and pointed it at the man.
"You cheated." The man said.
"Pirate." Jack said and cocked the gun.
The redcoats were trying to break down the door.
"Move." Jack said.
"No." The man said firmly.
"Please move."
"No! I can not just step aside and let you escape." The man said.
"This shot was not meant for you." Jack said.
A man got up and smacked Jack with a beer bottle and he collapsed on the floor. I stood beside the man and hid my sword behind my back. The redcoats came in and put their guns on Jack. Once he was gone one of the guards gave me a strange look and then he exited the room. The man with the broken beer bottle fell back into a drunken sleep.
"You ok mate?" I asked tucking my sword back in.
He nodded wiping his face clean with a rag.
"What's your name then?" I asked.
"Will Turner. And yours?"
I paused for a moment thinking of my list of random names and decided it was best to give him my original name.
"Alexandria, but I prefer Alex." I said.
"Well Alex thank you very much for your help."
"You're welcome Will."
A/N: So what do you think? I know first chapter is boring but we all gotta start off somewhere don't we? I would like at least two reviews before I continue on and I would really like to but it's the public's choice!