Madison woke up on the hard ground. "Oh, my head," She whispered as she sat up. She was in a back alley of Tortuga. But she didn't know that. And right now, she didn't really want to know that.
Her hair had fallen out of her clip and was now hanging in front of her face. She brushed it back as she took in her surroundings. It was dark, and there were puddles everywhere. There was the rank smell of alcohol coming from the street and there would people yelling everywhere and gun shots going off sporadically.
She stood up. She was still in her black high heels and sheer stockings. Her black dress what wet in the back.
"Great, just great. Why am I in the back alley?" Madison asked herself as she walked down the cobblestone road.
It was dark out, and the stars lit up the sky. There was no moon to lead her down to the road.
Her jaw dropped as she walked out onto the road.
The cobblestone road took off to the right and left. Gas lamps lined the streets, and the people were dressed in clothes that she had never seen before. And what shocked her most, there was an ocean. The salty air washed up on to her face.
"I'm most certainly not in Wisconsin anymore," She whispered, curling her hair back behind her ears.
"Jack, take me back home!" Will shouted as he followed Jack through Tortuga.
"C'mon Will, jus' one lil' drink, savvy?" Jack said walking away from Will.
"Jack, I told Elizabeth we wouldn't be gone long. What am I to tell her when we show up three days late?" Will said.
Jack stopped, and turned around on one foot. "We were stalled," Jack with a crooked smile, then continued to walk.
Will growled at Jack. "Jackā¦" Will simmered as he followed Jack.
Will stopped when he spotted a young woman wearing every strange clothing. She looked like she was lost. Will lost Jack in the crowed, so decided to see what was troubling the young woman.
"Excuse me, Miss. What seems to be the matter?" Will asked, standing in front of her.
Madison stared at the man with soft, trusting brown eyes. "I don't know where I am."
"Oh," Will said, then looked around, seeing if Jack noticed he was gone or not. When he didn't see Jack, he said, "Follow me, I'll get you some food and drink." And with that, Will led her to the Black Pearl.
"Thank you," Madison said, letting the man lead her away. "My name's Madison."
"William," He said, turning his head to her with a friendly smile.
Madison stayed close with William as he led her to the docks then onto a very dark ship. "Do you know whose ship this is?" Madison asked as they climbed the plank.
"Yes. And don't worry. Nothing will happen to you," Will said. "Now, follow me," he said, pulling her hand as she tried to look at the dark ship and see everything at once.
He led her below deck to the galley. There he sat her down at the table, and they were silent as Will served her some soup that was left on the wooden stove and got her some wine.
Madison stared down at the food before then looked back to William. "Where am I?" She asked, before eating.
"You're in Tortuga."
"Where's that?" She asked, then took a sip of the strong wine.
He smiled, then asked, shocked, "Don't you know? You're in the Caribbean."
Her eyes widened and nearly popped out of their sockets. "What! I'm in the Caribbean! No! I'm supposed to be in Wisconsin! Oh my god, I have finals tomorrow," She suddenly realized then stood up. "Oh my god, I have finals tomorrow and I'm not going to be there for them because I'm some how caught here in the middle of some reenactment type thingy!" She shouted, pacing the short end of the table.
Will watched her run her hands through her short hair and worry about these 'finals' that were in 'Wisconsin'.
"What are you talking about?"
"I have finals! To graduate from college!" She shouted at him.
Will stared at her, confused. He was about to comfort her when he heard the footsteps coming down.
"Will, why on earth did ya come back here," Jack asked, strolling into the galley.
There he saw a lovely young woman in a dress that showed wonderful legs. "Now I see, but don't ye think 'Liz'beth migh' ha'e a lil' problem wit' this?" Jack asked, his crooked smile over his lips.
"Jack, you know I would never do that to Elizabeth. This young woman looked troubled, so I brought her here," Will said, standing.
Jack sighed dramatically. "Will, this ain't a bloody orphanage. Ye jus' can't bring lost young women aboard. No matter how lovely they look, or how revealing their dress be."
Madison's eyes widened. "I beg your pardon, but compared to what some women wear, this dress is discrete," she said, crossing her arms over her chest. "And I hate being talked about like I'm not even in the room."
Jack and Will looked her up and down and went back to talking about her like she wasn't even in the room.
"Why did ye brin' her aboard?" Jack asked in all seriousness.
"She doesn't know where she is. I think she hit her head or something."
Jack took a glance at her. "What do ye want ta do wit' her?"
"She should come with us. Elizabeth will take her in."
Jack thought for a moment. "How much trouble do ye think she'll be?"
"I'm no trouble at all!" She shouted, getting irritated by the fact that they were still talking about her like this.
Jack looked at her. She wore a short tight black dress that stopped just a few inches above her knees. Her legs were finely tanned and she had on black shoes with a large heel that made her at least three inches taller. Her light brown hair stopped at her shoulders, and framed a heart shaped face with an impish look to it. Her soft brown eyes were obviously annoyed with both him and Will.
"Fine, she can stay," He said, then left. He would test her later.
Madison glared after the man in dreadlocks.
"He's really not that bad," Will said, sitting back down. Madison followed his lead.
