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Chapter 2
Maria slowly came to consciousness. She groaned and put a hand to her forehead. That's when the pain from her ankle kicked in. Too tired, she did nothing to it and remained in position.
She suddenly remembered what happened. The pirates, her running, and then tripping. The face of the pirate that freed her foot came back in her head.
"Ah, you're awake."
Maria jumped, making her ankle sear in pain again. She only ignored it.
She sat up and looked in the direction the voice had come from.
It was the pirate that had got her foot loose. The captain.
Maria quickly looked at the room around her. It was a small cabin, decorated with red curtains made of satin and velvet. It was a nicely kept place, to Maria's surprise.
She then noticed that the entire room was swaying.
"Am I hallucinating?" she asked herself aloud.
"No, you're not, Deary," said the captain.
Maria had almost forgotten about the captain. Her attention turned to him again.
"You're aboard my ship," he said again.
Maria dropped the subject, "Who are you, and why am I here?"
The pirate captain stood up. "The name is Barbossa, captain of this here ship you are on. We brought yeh here after you fainted and to tend to your ankle."
"Why didn't you bring me back to my town?!" Maria demanded.
Barbossa gave her a questionable look. "Do yeh really think I would walk into a town? I be a pirate! And we just couldn't leave yeh there..."
He trailed off, almost as if he was short on words. "Besides, my men are a little lonely."
Maria frowned at him.
"How long have I been unconscious?" she asked.
"Oh, about a day."
"Excuse me?!" Maria cried in disbelief.
She didn't wait to hear a reply from Barbossa and jumped off the bed and headed for the door, her ankle protesting every step.
Maria stumbled out of the door and onto the main deck of the ship, where many of the other pirates were working, but stopped once Maria charged out.
Maria moved over to the nearest rampart and gazed out into the ocean, leaning onto the edge.
There was nothing but water along the horizon.
Gasping, she ran to the opposite side of the ship and searched for land, but once again there was nothing.
Maria circled over and over looking for any sight of her home-land, or any land at all. She whimpered aloud.
She was alone on a ship full of lonely pirates...
Maria heard footsteps coming up from behind her, and she whirled around so she could see who was approaching.
"If yeh don't want to be bothered by my men, then why do yeh run out amongst them?" said Barbossa.
"You are a sick man!"
Barbossa chuckled, "Yeh think I be bad, the crew is worse."
Maria looked around at the men that now stood circling around Barbossa and her. Many of them had the same disgusting grin on their faces the first time she had seen them.
One greasy looking pirate with stringy black hair lunged at her, making Maria back off suddenly. The back of her legs hit the ramps of the ship and before she knew it, she was falling off of the ship and landed into the cold waters of the Caribbean.
She struggled to stay afloat in the clear water.
From the top of the ship, she heard what sounded like yells.
She cautiously looked around, and she noticed the shark's fin coming her way.
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"Yeh damn barnacles!" cursed Barbossa.
"What do we do si-sir?" stuttered one man.
"We save 'er, that's what!" cried Barbossa, "Bo'sun! Get eh strong rope! Cast it out as soon as possible!"
Bo'sun fought the urge to protest and ran into one of the lower cabins.
Captain Barbossa threw off his hat and jacket and quickly slid off his boots.
"I'm goin' in!" he cried.
Before any of the pirates could hold him back, Barbossa was already diving off of the ship.
The other pirates lined the ramp and gazed down at their captain. They gave questionable glanced to one another, wondering what spell that woman had cast on Barbossa.
Barbossa hit the warm, clear water and, as quickly as he could, began to search for Maria.
Maria was treading water, but in a huge panic while doing so. Barbossa swam her way.
When Maria noticed him, she cried out, "Barbossa! Sharks!"
Barbossa's stomach sank. He quickly looked in the direction that Maria had been motioning, and he seen the shark fin coming closer, many other shark fins close behind.
Barbossa swam towards Maria, "Grab onto meh, dear!" he cried.
Maria, dreading the gesture, wrapped her arms around Barbossa's waist. A look of disgust was written on her features, but another strange sensation came over her. She had never really had the feeling before, and to her own surprise, she liked it.
Maria was snapped back into reality when Barbossa yelled once again. "Hold on to meh tight and don't let go!"
Barbossa now had his hand on a rope that was hanging down into the water from over the side of his ship. He kept his other arm wrapped around Maria.
"ON THE COUNT OF THREE, PULL!" cried Bo'sun, "ONE, TWO, THREE!"
A huge grunt was heard and Maria and Barbossa were out of the water and right next to the side of the ship. Barbossa kept his feet planted on the side for support.
Maria peered back down at the water and noticed the sharks were now swimming underneath her and Barbossa. She gulped.
"ONE, TWO, THREE!"
Once again they were heaved upwards, but this time they reached the ramps of the ship. Many hands grabbed onto her and her savoir and pulled them onto the deck.
Maria lied on the ground with her eyes closed, taking in deep, gasping breaths. She again felt the sensation of warmth and security. She opened her eyes, and noticed Barbossa still had his arms wrapped around her, as if he didn't want to let go. He too had his eyes closed and was breathing deeply.
Maria rested again, not wanting Barbossa to let go of her. 'Why do I feel this way?' she thought. 'I feel like I'm flying, like I'm for once really in...No! Not this! He's a pirate! I can't fall for a pirate!'
She pulled away from Barbossa, who was still lying in his position, and watched him carefully.
He finally sat up and began to rub his head. He took a moment to grab for his hat and coat and put them on, and looked back at Maria.
They made eye contact.
They both stared into each others eyes, not saying a word.
'Don't do this to yourself, Maria,' she thought, 'You're just going to get hurt! Should I at least say thank you? He did save my life. Don't fall! Don't fall for a pirate! What do I do? Am I insane? I was bred a polite woman, just say thank you. Wait, maybe I shouldn't...'
They didn't move for a long time, but just sat on the deck, staring at one another silently.
Finally, Barbossa spoke up with a sly grin on his face, "You're welcome."
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Chapter 2
Maria slowly came to consciousness. She groaned and put a hand to her forehead. That's when the pain from her ankle kicked in. Too tired, she did nothing to it and remained in position.
She suddenly remembered what happened. The pirates, her running, and then tripping. The face of the pirate that freed her foot came back in her head.
"Ah, you're awake."
Maria jumped, making her ankle sear in pain again. She only ignored it.
She sat up and looked in the direction the voice had come from.
It was the pirate that had got her foot loose. The captain.
Maria quickly looked at the room around her. It was a small cabin, decorated with red curtains made of satin and velvet. It was a nicely kept place, to Maria's surprise.
She then noticed that the entire room was swaying.
"Am I hallucinating?" she asked herself aloud.
"No, you're not, Deary," said the captain.
Maria had almost forgotten about the captain. Her attention turned to him again.
"You're aboard my ship," he said again.
Maria dropped the subject, "Who are you, and why am I here?"
The pirate captain stood up. "The name is Barbossa, captain of this here ship you are on. We brought yeh here after you fainted and to tend to your ankle."
"Why didn't you bring me back to my town?!" Maria demanded.
Barbossa gave her a questionable look. "Do yeh really think I would walk into a town? I be a pirate! And we just couldn't leave yeh there..."
He trailed off, almost as if he was short on words. "Besides, my men are a little lonely."
Maria frowned at him.
"How long have I been unconscious?" she asked.
"Oh, about a day."
"Excuse me?!" Maria cried in disbelief.
She didn't wait to hear a reply from Barbossa and jumped off the bed and headed for the door, her ankle protesting every step.
Maria stumbled out of the door and onto the main deck of the ship, where many of the other pirates were working, but stopped once Maria charged out.
Maria moved over to the nearest rampart and gazed out into the ocean, leaning onto the edge.
There was nothing but water along the horizon.
Gasping, she ran to the opposite side of the ship and searched for land, but once again there was nothing.
Maria circled over and over looking for any sight of her home-land, or any land at all. She whimpered aloud.
She was alone on a ship full of lonely pirates...
Maria heard footsteps coming up from behind her, and she whirled around so she could see who was approaching.
"If yeh don't want to be bothered by my men, then why do yeh run out amongst them?" said Barbossa.
"You are a sick man!"
Barbossa chuckled, "Yeh think I be bad, the crew is worse."
Maria looked around at the men that now stood circling around Barbossa and her. Many of them had the same disgusting grin on their faces the first time she had seen them.
One greasy looking pirate with stringy black hair lunged at her, making Maria back off suddenly. The back of her legs hit the ramps of the ship and before she knew it, she was falling off of the ship and landed into the cold waters of the Caribbean.
She struggled to stay afloat in the clear water.
From the top of the ship, she heard what sounded like yells.
She cautiously looked around, and she noticed the shark's fin coming her way.
(~~~~~~~~~~~~)
"Yeh damn barnacles!" cursed Barbossa.
"What do we do si-sir?" stuttered one man.
"We save 'er, that's what!" cried Barbossa, "Bo'sun! Get eh strong rope! Cast it out as soon as possible!"
Bo'sun fought the urge to protest and ran into one of the lower cabins.
Captain Barbossa threw off his hat and jacket and quickly slid off his boots.
"I'm goin' in!" he cried.
Before any of the pirates could hold him back, Barbossa was already diving off of the ship.
The other pirates lined the ramp and gazed down at their captain. They gave questionable glanced to one another, wondering what spell that woman had cast on Barbossa.
Barbossa hit the warm, clear water and, as quickly as he could, began to search for Maria.
Maria was treading water, but in a huge panic while doing so. Barbossa swam her way.
When Maria noticed him, she cried out, "Barbossa! Sharks!"
Barbossa's stomach sank. He quickly looked in the direction that Maria had been motioning, and he seen the shark fin coming closer, many other shark fins close behind.
Barbossa swam towards Maria, "Grab onto meh, dear!" he cried.
Maria, dreading the gesture, wrapped her arms around Barbossa's waist. A look of disgust was written on her features, but another strange sensation came over her. She had never really had the feeling before, and to her own surprise, she liked it.
Maria was snapped back into reality when Barbossa yelled once again. "Hold on to meh tight and don't let go!"
Barbossa now had his hand on a rope that was hanging down into the water from over the side of his ship. He kept his other arm wrapped around Maria.
"ON THE COUNT OF THREE, PULL!" cried Bo'sun, "ONE, TWO, THREE!"
A huge grunt was heard and Maria and Barbossa were out of the water and right next to the side of the ship. Barbossa kept his feet planted on the side for support.
Maria peered back down at the water and noticed the sharks were now swimming underneath her and Barbossa. She gulped.
"ONE, TWO, THREE!"
Once again they were heaved upwards, but this time they reached the ramps of the ship. Many hands grabbed onto her and her savoir and pulled them onto the deck.
Maria lied on the ground with her eyes closed, taking in deep, gasping breaths. She again felt the sensation of warmth and security. She opened her eyes, and noticed Barbossa still had his arms wrapped around her, as if he didn't want to let go. He too had his eyes closed and was breathing deeply.
Maria rested again, not wanting Barbossa to let go of her. 'Why do I feel this way?' she thought. 'I feel like I'm flying, like I'm for once really in...No! Not this! He's a pirate! I can't fall for a pirate!'
She pulled away from Barbossa, who was still lying in his position, and watched him carefully.
He finally sat up and began to rub his head. He took a moment to grab for his hat and coat and put them on, and looked back at Maria.
They made eye contact.
They both stared into each others eyes, not saying a word.
'Don't do this to yourself, Maria,' she thought, 'You're just going to get hurt! Should I at least say thank you? He did save my life. Don't fall! Don't fall for a pirate! What do I do? Am I insane? I was bred a polite woman, just say thank you. Wait, maybe I shouldn't...'
They didn't move for a long time, but just sat on the deck, staring at one another silently.
Finally, Barbossa spoke up with a sly grin on his face, "You're welcome."
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