If You Only Knew
Chapter 1
Never knew
Summary: Jack Sparrow never knew that Elizabeth Swann had a little sister that was a...pirate? Yes, a famous pirate, known for her treachery against Commodore James Norrington, feared by the most deadly of people. How will Jack ever meet this lady?
Sorry, I suck at summarys! Hope you like!
Historians today could never agree what made people fear Cadi Scarlett Swann the most: her method of seducing you, or her method of killing you.
Or any combination of the two.
Cadi Scarlett was a very beautiful woman, who knew how to flaunt it.
She was the complete opposite of Elizabeth. A year younger than her beautiful socially-prominent more-loved sister, Cadis' hair was stick-straight and black, and she had blue eyes, like her father. Cadi looked so much like her father. The girls looked as different as day and night, and their personalities were just the same.
Growing up, Elizabeth was the one the public obviously liked. She always followed the rules, and never argued with her parents and servants, unlike Cadi. She waited to be behind closed doors when she threw fits, unlike Cadi, who confronted her problems as they came.
She defied her parents so often, they sent her away to Paris with some trusted servants to live with Violet, the girls' aunt.
The Swanns only saw Cadi once after that.
When Rose, the girls' mother, passed away of a cholera outbreak in Port Royal, Cadi came back for her funeral in London. Her father had intentions of bringing her back so they could be a family again, and take Cadi to the West Indies, where he was the governer of Port Royal, the newest island England conquered for their rule.
But Cadi had other plans.
As her father approached her, Cadi looked up at him, her blue doe eyes shining underneath the veil covering her face. There were tear marks on her face, trailing into her beautiful ruby red mouth, parted as she cried. As she exhaled, her breath looked like fog, curling beautifully and delicately up toward the clouds that threatened rain, it was so cold that early January morning.
"Cadi Scarlett...," her father said, trying to bring her into a hug. But she resisted, pushing away.
"Don't do that! I didn't even get to say goodbye to ma mère because you sent me away to Paris!"
"Cadi...do you want to come home?"
"What do you mean by 'home?' I don't know what 'home' is anymore." Cadi cried, biting her cheeks to resist smiling. The old man was so predictable, acting just as she had wanted.
"We moved to Port Royal, in the West Indies. I want us to be a family again, Cadi Scarlett. Please, come with us?"
"Okay, father, I would like for us to be a family again."
Father smiled, not caring that he was at his wifes' funeral.
But Cadi had other plans. As she lay in bed that night, the bed she hadn't slept in for years, in the mansion she hadn't stepped a foot inside for years, the mansion her family kept when her father left for the Caribbean, she devised a plan.
As they were on the ship, one night, she'd use the tricks she'd learned from her friend, Odette, to get a sailor to give her a gun and let her take a lifeboat. She'd stay in there, and use her knife she got from Odette to cut up her dress. Next, she'd hit her arms and legs against the boat, bruising them up. A boat would find her, and she'd be starving, and say that pirates attacked her ship, and kidnapped her. She got away, but while she was getting away she hit her head and now she has amnesia.
But what would she do about her appearance? When her father finds her missing, he'd have a drawing of her posted everywhere, along with her description. The royal navy would be looking for her.
Cadi pondered on that issue for a while. Finally deciding to just give herself a haircut, she smiled to herself.
Finally, after 15 years, she was going to be free. She turned over and fell into a peaceful sleep.
