Hello, my lovelies
I have read loads of Self-inserted POTC fics and have found them very entertaining. They looked fun, so I decided to write my own. If you don't like, then don't read. I'm not forcing you to. But I should mention this:
MY CHARACTER HAS NO ROMANCE IN THIS FIC. I find it extremely irritating when there is a good Self-Insertation but they author ruins it with a romance with a main character. The only romance is between Will and Elizabeth.
With that cleared up, ON WITH THE STORY!
Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean. I own the DVD of it, two copies actually, but the wonderful characters and story belongs to Disney. He's one lucky dude.
Amy leaned out of the window, smiling softly. The cold night air was refreshing on her face. Gazing up at the stars, she saw a particularly bright one, twinkling at her in a friendly way. Remembering what she used to do when she was little, Amy made a wish.
I wish my wishes would come true. Smiling to herself, she shut the window. Feeling restless, she looked for something to do. She grinned as her eyes rested on her Pirates of the Caribbean DVD.
Giggling with excitement, Amy slid the disk into the DVD player. She had watched Pirates of the Caribbean at least a hundred times, but never grew tired of it. Pressing the play button, she flopped on the carpet next to the TV. She sighed contentedly. Amy loved having the house to herself. Her parents were out at a party and her brother, Eddy, was out at a friend's house. The room was dark, the TV was casting a bluish glow on her face.
Amy was 13 years old with a curvy waist, long strawberry blond hair that always seemed to be messed up. She had stormy blue eyes that seemed to be more protuberant than a normal person's.
She frowned; the DVD wasn't playing. Standing up, she furiously walked over to the DVD player.
"Play goddamn it!" she growled, hammering the button, "What do you want from me!"
Suddenly, the machine let off a loud BANG! Sparks and pieces of plastic showered everywhere. Amy leapt backwards, accidentally stepping on the DVD case and slipping over. Her head smashed into the side table beside the sofa. Spots danced in front of her eyes and the room was spinning.
Amy tried to stand up, more concerned whether her DVD was ok then the fact she could've damaged her head, but what she saw made her fall back over.
There, in the middle of the living room, was a ball of blinding white light. Squinting, Amy looked at it as it slowly started to dim, revealing a silhouette of a figure in the centre of it. The figure stepped into view. It was a girl of Amy's age. She was wearing robes of bright white, with dark flowing hair and skin that seemed to glow. Who she was or how she got there, Amy didn't know.
Still on the floor, Amy managed to stutter "Wh-who are you? What do you want?"
The mysterious figure smiled, "My name is Rose. I am your guardian angel."
There was a silence. Amy fingered the bump on her head, wondering if she had a concussion. "I have a guardian angel?" She asked.
"Yes, it's my job to look after you," said Rose holding out a hand and pulling Amy up.
"Good job." Amy grumbled, pointing to her aching head, "If you're supposed to look after me, where were you when I fell over yesterday?"
"I can't watch you all the time!" Said Rose impatiently, "I have a life, you know."
Amy pondered this and then said "So, why are you here?"
"Well, remember the wish you made?" Amy nodded and Rose continued, "And remember what you said the other day? About Pirates of the Caribbean?"
"I say a lot of stuff about Pirates. Care to enlighten me about which one in particular?"
Rose sighed impatiently and snapped her fingers. Suddenly, they both found them selves in Amy's room. She looked around and saw herself sitting at the computer.
"This is yesterday," Rose explained.
Amy peered at the computer. She was having an IM conversation with her best friend Lily.
Lily: you watch POTC too much, girl.
Amy: I know
Lily: You should just go and live in Port Royal
Amy: That's a good idea. Hey! Wouldn't it be cool if we were in the movie? I wish we could be in it.
Rose snapped her fingers again and they found themselves in the right time.
"You wished for your wishes to come true and you wished to be in the story," Rose said, putting both hands on Amy's shoulders, "So you got it." She pushed her, hard. Amy fell. Instead of landing on carpet, she landed on hard wood, bumping her already sore head.
"Yeesh, what to people have against my head?" She wondered aloud. Standing up, she looked around. She was on the docks of none other than Port Royal. There was no doubt about it, she had watched the movie too many times to count and could recognise it from a mile off.
Amy glared at the sky "When I said I wanted to be in Pirates, this is NOT what I meant!" she yelled, furiously stomping her foot on the ground. "I wish I was home!" She called out. Nothing happened. With another stomp she yelled again "Aw, come on! You said you'd grant my wishes! ROSE!"
"I'm a guardian angel, not a fairy godmother!" Came a familiar voice, right by Amy's ear. She span around again, looking for her but no-one was there, "One wish only."
"I thought the rule was three wishes," said Amy, indignantly.
"First I'm a fairy godmother, now I'm a genie! Will you ever get it right? I'm a guardian angel!"
"And not a very good one," Amy grumbled
"Hey, you wanted something so I gave it to you!"
"Yeah, well I'm not sure I want it anymore!"
"Well, that's too bad. You'll be stuck here until the end of the movie."
Feeling defeated, Amy sighed. "Can't I just have a teensy wish?"
She could hear Rose sighing too "Alright, what is it?"
"Gimme chocolate!"
A mars bar appeared in Amy's outstretched hands, she squealed with delight.
"There you go," said Rose's voice, "I'll see you at the end of the movie. Have fun!"
Amy knew Rose had gone. She shoved the mars bar in her pocket and did a double take. She was no longer wearing her jeans and green top; she was now dressed in pirate gear. A white shirt with a brown vest over the top, black trousers and pirate boots. She felt the bump on her head and felt a bandanna tied around her messy blond hair.
"Oh, one more thing," Rose appeared in front of her suddenly, making her jump, "Try not to mess with the story too much; you never know what could happen."
"Thanks for the tip," Amy rolled her eyes.
Rose gave her a smirk and disappeared again.
Amy looked around the dock.
"Welcome to Port Royal, Mr Smith," she heard the harbourmaster saying. Excitement flooded through her as she heard those words.
She turned around to see none other than Jack Sparrow, walking past her.
"Jack!" She blurted out, ecstatic to see one of her favourite characters in real life.
Jack turned around, "Someone say me name?"
Amy blushed "Uh…I did," she mumbled,
"How do you know me name, girl?" He asked her,
OMG Jack is talking to meee! She thought.
"Who doesn't know the name of the infamous Jack Sparrow?" she said, thinking quickly.
"CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow," He corrected her and turning away again. He started to walk away, stopping to pocket a drawstring bag of coins. He looked back at her, put a finger to his lips and grinned. She grinned back at him. He swaggered out of sight.
Amy stood dazed for a few minutes. She had just met the real Jack Sparrow! Realising she was still grinning, she stopped.
Amy knew where he was going to talk to Murtogg and Mullroy and that Elizabeth was going to fall off the wall soon. She ran after Jack.
Amy saw him talking to the two navy guys. They were getting hopelessly confused
"But I HAVE seen a ship with black sails!" Murtogg was saying.
Jack started to inch away from the arguing men. Amy saw her chance and walked beside him.
"Are you following me?" He asked her.
"Me? No never." Amy said in mock irritation, but kept following him on the ship anyway.
"You! Get away from there!" They had finally twigged that Jack wasn't there, "You don't have permission to be aboard there, mate!" Mullroy said, both brandishing their guns.
"I'm sorry it's just it's such a pretty boat,"
"Ship!" Amy corrected him
"Ship," Jack repeated,
Who's the girl?" The soldier asked.
Jack looked at Amy and shrugged.
"What are your names?"
"Smith!" Said Jack, happily, "Or smithy if you like…"
"And you?" Murtogg pointed his gun at Amy.
"Amy Quaker," Said Amy.
"What's your purpose in Port Royal, Mr Smith?"
"Yeah and no lies!"
"Alright, then," Said Jack, coming out from behind the wheel, "I confess. It is my intention to commandeer one of these ships, pick up a crew in Tortuga, raid, pillage and otherwise pilfer my weasley black guts out."
There was a short silence then "I said no lies!" Said Murtogg
"I think he's telling the truth," Said Mullroy, thoughtfully
"If he were telling the truth, he wouldn't have told us!" Said Murtogg
"Unless of course he knew you wouldn't believe the truth even if he told it to you," Piped up Amy, stealing Jack's line.
The two navy guys looked at each other, considering the thought.
Maybe this wish won't be so bad after all
Well, that was the first chapter.
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With love
Kissus XXX
