The St. Andrew's Sisters
Summary - The Governor of St. Andrew's Island has always been
lenient on the pirates that regularly use his port. But what
happens when one of the most feared pirates in the Caribbean steals
his daughters away? Set about 20 years after the movie.
A/N - This is in no way my first fic - maybe my 15th - but it's the
first I've ever posted. So be nice, okay? And yeah, there is no
mention of anything PotC in this chapter at all. Bear with me, it's
there.
Disclaimer - I do not own Jack, Will, Elizabeth, Norrington, Pintel,
Ragetti, or any of the characters, ideas or situations you recognize
from the movie. (Not even the monkey.) Disney owns them. I do,
however, own Tiger, Carol, Gina, Mary, Governor White, Lord Adamson
and any other extraneous characters, settings or items that were NOT
in the movie, as well as the plot. (I think that covers all the
bases, yes?) So don't sue me - because you'll loose, bizitch.
Prologue
Caroline stood on an outcropping of rocks overlooking her home village, St. Andrew's. The port was the only one on the whole island, a tiny little chunk of rock somewhere in the Caribbean. The point she was standing on was one of two spits of land that jutted out into the ocean, creating a very deep but narrow opening that was barely large enough for two ships to pass abreast.
The girl sighed as she tucked a stray chocolate-colored curl behind her ear. She could just barely pick out her home from here - the governor's mansion. She mused over that for a moment, depressed to realize that this was the farthest away from it she had ever been in all her seventeen years of life, having never been allowed out of the town, much less off the island.
St. Andrews' Island was small, out of the way, and practically unknown. Caroline looked over at the harbor, where only three ships lay moored. One, a small, white-sailed merchant vessel, flew a French flag. The other two were flying no flag. At any other port a flagless ship would be a rare oddity; here it was perfectly normal. Although no one ever spoke it, everyone on the island knew that pirates of all kinds were welcome at the harbor, so long as they did not harm the city or its inhabitants. Governor White, Caroline's father, had a soft spot for sea rogues, and their trade helped to keep the people fed and happy. Caroline couldn't remember seeing an English ship in the harbor for at least two years. Their own countrymen acted as if they didn't exist.
Caroline turned her face to the sea, feeling the wind's affects on her hair and dress, and watched the seagulls wistfully. To be free to fly, instead of chained to this cursed little island... She lifted her arms up and threw her head back, eyes closed. For a moment it almost felt as if ... but no, her feet were still on the ground. They always would be. She opened her eyes, turned back towards the port - and stopped cold.
She was being watched.
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A/N: Wai, a cliffhanger! *sticks out tongue* I'm so proud of me. Well, what are you doing, just staring at me like that? I've got the next chapter ready to go, but I refuse to post until I get at least one review! So click that little button and review right now!
Summary - The Governor of St. Andrew's Island has always been
lenient on the pirates that regularly use his port. But what
happens when one of the most feared pirates in the Caribbean steals
his daughters away? Set about 20 years after the movie.
A/N - This is in no way my first fic - maybe my 15th - but it's the
first I've ever posted. So be nice, okay? And yeah, there is no
mention of anything PotC in this chapter at all. Bear with me, it's
there.
Disclaimer - I do not own Jack, Will, Elizabeth, Norrington, Pintel,
Ragetti, or any of the characters, ideas or situations you recognize
from the movie. (Not even the monkey.) Disney owns them. I do,
however, own Tiger, Carol, Gina, Mary, Governor White, Lord Adamson
and any other extraneous characters, settings or items that were NOT
in the movie, as well as the plot. (I think that covers all the
bases, yes?) So don't sue me - because you'll loose, bizitch.
Prologue
Caroline stood on an outcropping of rocks overlooking her home village, St. Andrew's. The port was the only one on the whole island, a tiny little chunk of rock somewhere in the Caribbean. The point she was standing on was one of two spits of land that jutted out into the ocean, creating a very deep but narrow opening that was barely large enough for two ships to pass abreast.
The girl sighed as she tucked a stray chocolate-colored curl behind her ear. She could just barely pick out her home from here - the governor's mansion. She mused over that for a moment, depressed to realize that this was the farthest away from it she had ever been in all her seventeen years of life, having never been allowed out of the town, much less off the island.
St. Andrews' Island was small, out of the way, and practically unknown. Caroline looked over at the harbor, where only three ships lay moored. One, a small, white-sailed merchant vessel, flew a French flag. The other two were flying no flag. At any other port a flagless ship would be a rare oddity; here it was perfectly normal. Although no one ever spoke it, everyone on the island knew that pirates of all kinds were welcome at the harbor, so long as they did not harm the city or its inhabitants. Governor White, Caroline's father, had a soft spot for sea rogues, and their trade helped to keep the people fed and happy. Caroline couldn't remember seeing an English ship in the harbor for at least two years. Their own countrymen acted as if they didn't exist.
Caroline turned her face to the sea, feeling the wind's affects on her hair and dress, and watched the seagulls wistfully. To be free to fly, instead of chained to this cursed little island... She lifted her arms up and threw her head back, eyes closed. For a moment it almost felt as if ... but no, her feet were still on the ground. They always would be. She opened her eyes, turned back towards the port - and stopped cold.
She was being watched.
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A/N: Wai, a cliffhanger! *sticks out tongue* I'm so proud of me. Well, what are you doing, just staring at me like that? I've got the next chapter ready to go, but I refuse to post until I get at least one review! So click that little button and review right now!