Me- I like pirate stories so~ this idea was born!
America- I'm a girl in this
Franada-Girl97- you stop seem too happy about this...anyway...yep and her name is Emily (the other side of m- sorry, I had to XD)
England- ah, good times are coming back to me...
France- of course there are, captain Kirkland~
England-...T_T
Franada-Girl97- oh boy...just...I only own the story...anymore and a couple canon couples would be here...
Prologue
11 years ago
~Emily's POV~
My sister and I were running around the rough sand of the shoreline near our home with our beautiful, and kind mother. This just so happened to be something we tend to do very often.
"M-Mom?", my sister, Madeline, or Maddie, asked shyly like she always did. Her questioning, purple eyes staring deeply into my mom's deep, blue ones. "Why does daddy always want you, Emily, and I out of our own home when his buddies come over".
There was a depressed look appear in my mother's eye's that she never wore as we continued walking along the rough sand where the sparkling, aqua blue waves crashed onto, this blue being the same color as my innocent eyes.
"Well Maddie...it mostly deals with your dear mother here...", She told young little Maddie and I as we suddenly stopped walking along the beautiful beach we always played at. Something weird happened after that...my mother looked over somewhere unknown and to my surprise, her eyes went wide like a poor animal that knows it's fate when a gun is pointed at it, they were filled with fear. "H-hey...how about you two go run around for a little bit and play while your mother thinks about...something..."
"Bu-"
"Emily...just...please go. For your dear mother?", My mother asked with her signature smile that for some reason looked forced to 10 year old me. Despite that one, little factor though, I still shock my little head slowly, my blond, wavy hair bouncing with every shake, telling her I would.
If only I noticed the one, single tear fall down her cheek...then I might've known a horrible truth sooner...
Once I was away from my mother, I ran all the way to my favorite area of this coast. A fairly tall rock that when I was able to make it to the top, I was able to see far out into the sea, where the waves formed and the sea creatures played, and swam. This was always where I challenged myself, I would see if I could make it to the top. A challenge that scared the shit out of my mother whenever I decided to do it.
"Ah, it feels gr-" I was telling myself as I made it to the top and started looking out to the sea. Now, you may be wondering why I suddenly stopped talking...well...I'll explain why. Normally, the creatures of the deep blue abyss would be swimming amongst the waves of the ocean. Instead though...I saw something else amongst the waves creases.
A ship...
"H-hey...wh-who t-the bloody h-he-hell a-are you..."
I turned around swiftly as fear built up inside of me, and when I was completely turned fully around, I saw this boy a little older then me holding up a dull knife that shook as his hands kept shaking. His blonde hair was a complete mess of dirt and tangles, and above his emerald green eyes were these pairs of ridiculously large, and bushy eyebrows.
"I-I'm uuhhhh...E-Emily F. Jones. W-who are y-you?", I asked nervously as I didn't move a single muscle. I had no idea why...but for some reason...I felt safe around this stranger...I felt like...I could trust him...
"...I'm...Ar-Arthur...", He said quietly as his dull knife of choice started moving back down to his side. Arthur? I have met everyone in town yet that name was foreign. Where...could he have come from?
"He-Hey..."
'BAAM, BAAM'
My eyes shot open wide upon hearing the horrid bang echo across the normally peaceful beach...right around where my mother was with Madeline. That couldn't have been near...my family...
"I-I gotta g-go. Sorr-sorry!" I informed this blond boy as I ran and jumped off this rock. Well, at least now I understand my mother's worries...I just so happened to gain an impressive, and painful cut across my lower right arm. Dammit!
Right before I ran off to find my family, I looked up only to see a look of fear appear in the poor boys eyes. "I'll be ok! I promise...", and with that, I ran off...
A few minutes later, I made it back to where my beloved family was when I left for the rock and was horrified at what I was welcomed to.
My mother and sister were laying there in the sand that was now being stained red. Madeline only had a cut across her left arm, and some bruises on her neck, unfortunately for my mother...
"Ma-Madeline...Mo-", I began to say until I felt a hard hit to my small head...
Then it all...went...bl...ack...
Franada-Girl97- This is suppose to be in the first chapter...but I felt that would've made it too long...so leaving off here with the prologue...
England- ...
America- ...I trust a stranger...
France- a brit at that...
England- SHUT YOUR BLOODY MOUTH!
Franada-Girl97- ...just...R&R while I calm them down -.-