For the last time, infidel, we do NOT own POTC, Will, Jack, Elizabit-
excuse me, Elisabeth, etc. etc. etc.
Ooh, and cyber cookies to all our reviewers, except for certain FLAMERS. *cries* Not that we got any TRUE flames.but STILL..
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Laurel POV
The two pirates yanked us out of the closet and held our arms behind our backs in a death grip. No matter how hard I struggled, I couldn't pull myself free.
They prodded us with their pistols and we made our way downstairs. As we reached the landing, I heard a scream and a crash. What the hell? Oh, it must be El Stupido doing something... stupid.
Sure enough, ten seconds later, Elizabeth bolted down the hallway. She skidded to a halt and stared at us. "Laurel? Sarah?"
"Elizabeth, you bluthering fool!! HELP US!!!" I yelled.
But Elizabeth IS the governor's daughter, and as you all know the governor isn't exactly the brightest human being on God's good earth. So naturally Elizabeth would have his stupidity genes. Being the idiot that she is, she decided not to run down the stairs, but instead turned around and ran back the way she came.
"Oversized banana-faced dummy!" Sarah spat after her. But then the two men jerked us down the stairs and out the door.
"I demand that you unhand us, you filthy... things!" I said defiantly. The pirates just laughed evilly as Sarah and I gulped. Two more pirates came up behind us dragging along a sulky looking Elizabitch.
As they led us through the town, I saw the worst scene unfold before my eyes. Houses, shops, inns, and barns were all being burnt or robbed. Women were being dragged away screaming, and men were being shot. In fact, one was so close to me that his blood spattered on my dress. I heard Sarah make a disgusted little noise as I gagged.
I searched through the crowd looking for someone who was free and could save us. Sarah and I simultaneously looked at each other, then shouted, "HELP!!!" at the top of our lungs.
Suddenly I heard a male voice yell, "Laurel? Is that you?" I scanned through the crowd, and my eyes fell on the ever-so-hot face of-
"WILL!!!" I screamed. He turned and our eyes met, and he took in the scene of the foul dirty poof brained pirates hauling me, Sarah, and Elizabitch.
"Laurel!? Elizabeth? Sarah?"
"In the name of all things holy, Will, just come and SAVE ME!!" I shouted.
"US!!" Sarah corrected as he ran towards us. Several pirates tried to stop him, but he had an axe from his shop with him. He threw it into the backs of several men before there was any empty space between us. He started to run forward, but was knocked unconscious by a man with a whiskey bottle.
"Will!" we cried as his eyes rolled back in his head and he collapsed to the ground.
"Well... that sucks," Sarah muttered. I struggled to break free and help him, but the pirates holding us just cackled and dragged us away. Bloody pirates.
We eventually reached the dock and the pirates shoved us into a small rowboat. Oh no.rowboats HATED me.*gulp*
"You young misses better not try anything foolish," one of them said with a toothless smirk.
"And what if I try to jump out of the boat?" I asked defiantly, edging towards the bow of the boat. The pirate cocked his gun and pointed it at me. "I don't think you'll be wantin' to try that, eh, miss?" he hissed.
I blinked and smiled, nervously clicking my tongue. "*click* Um, heh heh... no, I think I'll just *click* sit back down riiiight here. Thank you for the offer, heh..." I slowly eased to a sitting position next to Sarah. The three of us sat there trembling, Elizabeth looking rather pissed off.
After about five minutes of rowing, we reached a large black ship in the middle of the harbor. The writing on the side read "Black Pearl". Quickly the two pirates in our boat pulled us up and motioned for us to climb up a rope ladder onto the deck. Sarah went first, then me right behind her. Suddenly she screamed and disappeared over the wall edge of the boat as I heard the word "parley".
"Sarah!?" I yelped, scurrying up the ladder. All of a sudden I felt large hands wrap themselves around my wrists and pull me up. "Yeek!" I squealed and fell onto the deck. I looked up and saw a large black man with beads embedded into his face staring down at me. "Ewwww," I muttered. He grabbed my arm again and pulled me into a standing position, holding my arms behind my back. I saw Sarah about ten feet away with another large man doing the same to her. She looked at me and jerked her head in an odd way. "What?" I mouthed. She jerked her head again. "Huh?" She rolled her eyes and looked to her left. Standing not two feet away from her was Elizabeth.
"Eh?" I said, completely dazed. I saw movement out of the corner of my eye and turned to see an older man with a big hat and a monkey on his shoulder walking towards us. A monkey? I thought pirates had parrots!
"I am here to negotiate-" Elizabeth started.
"You will speak when spoken to," one of the pirates said, wrenching her arm. Yeek, touchy, aren't they?
"And ye'll not lay a hand on those under the protection of parley," said the man with the hat with the incredibly stupid looking feather, whom I could only assume was the captain.
"Aye, sir," answered the pirate.
"My apologies, miss..."
"Captain Barbossa, I am here to negotiate the cessation of hostilities against Port Royal," Elizabitch cut in.
"And that meeeaans..." I said slowly.
"Yes. There are a lot of long words in there, Miss; we're naught but humble pirates. What is it that you want?" Captain Barbossa said.
"I want you to leave and never come back," Elizabeth stated in a holier- than-thou voice. I snorted. Like that would ever happen!
"I'm disinclined to acquiesce to your request," Barbossa said.
"Huh?" Sarah and I asked.
"Means no," he said.
"Ah, all right."
"Alright then. I'll drop it," Elizabeth said. She walked over to the edge of the deck and held out her gold medallion.
"Me holds are burstin' with swag and that bit of shine matters to us? Why?"
"It's what you've been searching for. I recognized the ship. I saw it eight years ago on the crossing from England," she stated triumphantly.
"Did ya now?"
"Fine, well, I suppose if it is worthless then there's no point in me keeping it," Elizabeth said, and let the medallion fall a bit. All the pirates lunged forward, and Sarah and I started giggling. What idiots. So it's a bit of gold. Big deal! Oh, how wrong we were.
Barbossa chuckled. "Ah. You have a name, Missy?"
"Of course we have names," I interrupted. "My name is Laurel, that is Sarah-" Sarah waved, "-and that's Elizabeth."
"I meant your last names, lassie."
"Ehm... Turner. Yes, we are the Turners. We are all cousins, and are maids in the Governor's household."
"And how does a maid come to own a trinket such as that?" Barbossa asked, turning back to Elizabeth. "Family heirloom, perhaps?"
"If you are suggesting that I stole it, I did not," she said defiantly. Although it wouldn't have surprised me if she really *had* stolen it. She actually steals a lot of Sarah's and my things.
"Very well, you hand it over and we'll put your town to our rudder and never return." Elizabeth hesitated, then put the medallion in his outstretched hand. Barbossa grinned, then turned away and started giving orders to his men. The pirates lifted the anchor and the boat started sailing out towards the sea.
"Hey, wait a moment! You need to take us back to shore!" Sarah said. "What about that parley thing?"
Elizabeth moved towards him, nodding. "According to the code of the order of the brethren-"
"First, your return to shore was not part of our negotiations nor our agreement so I must do nothing. And secondly, you must be a pirate for the pirate's code to apply and you're not. And thirdly, the code is more what you'd call "guidelines" than actual rules. Welcome aboard the Black Pearl, Miss Turner, Miss Turner, and... er... Miss Turner." Barbossa bowed to each of us in turn, then turned on his heel and disappeared into his cabin. Then three pirates grabbed us and shoved us into another room.
*****
"Well, isn't this delightful?" I said dryly after about an hour.
"Oh, DO be quiet!" Elizabeth snapped.
"Excuse us, oh Queen Elizabeth of Port Royal," Sarah spat back. Elizabeth bristled and then turned her back to us. We smirked at the back of her head, then sat in silence.
"Laurel?" Sarah said after a while.
"Hrm?"
"Do you think we're going to die?"
"Not if we can help it."
"What will we do?"
I thought about her question for a few minutes, then looked right into her eyes.
"We are going to escape."
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Oooh, a cliffy thingy! Well, what'd you think? Likey? No likey? Reviewy? Goody!
Oh, and please read Crystyna's POTC fic, "How To Snag A Hottie From Your Prom Queen Of The Caribbean." 'Tis fantastico! Vamos, mis amigos pequenos!
Ooh, and cyber cookies to all our reviewers, except for certain FLAMERS. *cries* Not that we got any TRUE flames.but STILL..
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Laurel POV
The two pirates yanked us out of the closet and held our arms behind our backs in a death grip. No matter how hard I struggled, I couldn't pull myself free.
They prodded us with their pistols and we made our way downstairs. As we reached the landing, I heard a scream and a crash. What the hell? Oh, it must be El Stupido doing something... stupid.
Sure enough, ten seconds later, Elizabeth bolted down the hallway. She skidded to a halt and stared at us. "Laurel? Sarah?"
"Elizabeth, you bluthering fool!! HELP US!!!" I yelled.
But Elizabeth IS the governor's daughter, and as you all know the governor isn't exactly the brightest human being on God's good earth. So naturally Elizabeth would have his stupidity genes. Being the idiot that she is, she decided not to run down the stairs, but instead turned around and ran back the way she came.
"Oversized banana-faced dummy!" Sarah spat after her. But then the two men jerked us down the stairs and out the door.
"I demand that you unhand us, you filthy... things!" I said defiantly. The pirates just laughed evilly as Sarah and I gulped. Two more pirates came up behind us dragging along a sulky looking Elizabitch.
As they led us through the town, I saw the worst scene unfold before my eyes. Houses, shops, inns, and barns were all being burnt or robbed. Women were being dragged away screaming, and men were being shot. In fact, one was so close to me that his blood spattered on my dress. I heard Sarah make a disgusted little noise as I gagged.
I searched through the crowd looking for someone who was free and could save us. Sarah and I simultaneously looked at each other, then shouted, "HELP!!!" at the top of our lungs.
Suddenly I heard a male voice yell, "Laurel? Is that you?" I scanned through the crowd, and my eyes fell on the ever-so-hot face of-
"WILL!!!" I screamed. He turned and our eyes met, and he took in the scene of the foul dirty poof brained pirates hauling me, Sarah, and Elizabitch.
"Laurel!? Elizabeth? Sarah?"
"In the name of all things holy, Will, just come and SAVE ME!!" I shouted.
"US!!" Sarah corrected as he ran towards us. Several pirates tried to stop him, but he had an axe from his shop with him. He threw it into the backs of several men before there was any empty space between us. He started to run forward, but was knocked unconscious by a man with a whiskey bottle.
"Will!" we cried as his eyes rolled back in his head and he collapsed to the ground.
"Well... that sucks," Sarah muttered. I struggled to break free and help him, but the pirates holding us just cackled and dragged us away. Bloody pirates.
We eventually reached the dock and the pirates shoved us into a small rowboat. Oh no.rowboats HATED me.*gulp*
"You young misses better not try anything foolish," one of them said with a toothless smirk.
"And what if I try to jump out of the boat?" I asked defiantly, edging towards the bow of the boat. The pirate cocked his gun and pointed it at me. "I don't think you'll be wantin' to try that, eh, miss?" he hissed.
I blinked and smiled, nervously clicking my tongue. "*click* Um, heh heh... no, I think I'll just *click* sit back down riiiight here. Thank you for the offer, heh..." I slowly eased to a sitting position next to Sarah. The three of us sat there trembling, Elizabeth looking rather pissed off.
After about five minutes of rowing, we reached a large black ship in the middle of the harbor. The writing on the side read "Black Pearl". Quickly the two pirates in our boat pulled us up and motioned for us to climb up a rope ladder onto the deck. Sarah went first, then me right behind her. Suddenly she screamed and disappeared over the wall edge of the boat as I heard the word "parley".
"Sarah!?" I yelped, scurrying up the ladder. All of a sudden I felt large hands wrap themselves around my wrists and pull me up. "Yeek!" I squealed and fell onto the deck. I looked up and saw a large black man with beads embedded into his face staring down at me. "Ewwww," I muttered. He grabbed my arm again and pulled me into a standing position, holding my arms behind my back. I saw Sarah about ten feet away with another large man doing the same to her. She looked at me and jerked her head in an odd way. "What?" I mouthed. She jerked her head again. "Huh?" She rolled her eyes and looked to her left. Standing not two feet away from her was Elizabeth.
"Eh?" I said, completely dazed. I saw movement out of the corner of my eye and turned to see an older man with a big hat and a monkey on his shoulder walking towards us. A monkey? I thought pirates had parrots!
"I am here to negotiate-" Elizabeth started.
"You will speak when spoken to," one of the pirates said, wrenching her arm. Yeek, touchy, aren't they?
"And ye'll not lay a hand on those under the protection of parley," said the man with the hat with the incredibly stupid looking feather, whom I could only assume was the captain.
"Aye, sir," answered the pirate.
"My apologies, miss..."
"Captain Barbossa, I am here to negotiate the cessation of hostilities against Port Royal," Elizabitch cut in.
"And that meeeaans..." I said slowly.
"Yes. There are a lot of long words in there, Miss; we're naught but humble pirates. What is it that you want?" Captain Barbossa said.
"I want you to leave and never come back," Elizabeth stated in a holier- than-thou voice. I snorted. Like that would ever happen!
"I'm disinclined to acquiesce to your request," Barbossa said.
"Huh?" Sarah and I asked.
"Means no," he said.
"Ah, all right."
"Alright then. I'll drop it," Elizabeth said. She walked over to the edge of the deck and held out her gold medallion.
"Me holds are burstin' with swag and that bit of shine matters to us? Why?"
"It's what you've been searching for. I recognized the ship. I saw it eight years ago on the crossing from England," she stated triumphantly.
"Did ya now?"
"Fine, well, I suppose if it is worthless then there's no point in me keeping it," Elizabeth said, and let the medallion fall a bit. All the pirates lunged forward, and Sarah and I started giggling. What idiots. So it's a bit of gold. Big deal! Oh, how wrong we were.
Barbossa chuckled. "Ah. You have a name, Missy?"
"Of course we have names," I interrupted. "My name is Laurel, that is Sarah-" Sarah waved, "-and that's Elizabeth."
"I meant your last names, lassie."
"Ehm... Turner. Yes, we are the Turners. We are all cousins, and are maids in the Governor's household."
"And how does a maid come to own a trinket such as that?" Barbossa asked, turning back to Elizabeth. "Family heirloom, perhaps?"
"If you are suggesting that I stole it, I did not," she said defiantly. Although it wouldn't have surprised me if she really *had* stolen it. She actually steals a lot of Sarah's and my things.
"Very well, you hand it over and we'll put your town to our rudder and never return." Elizabeth hesitated, then put the medallion in his outstretched hand. Barbossa grinned, then turned away and started giving orders to his men. The pirates lifted the anchor and the boat started sailing out towards the sea.
"Hey, wait a moment! You need to take us back to shore!" Sarah said. "What about that parley thing?"
Elizabeth moved towards him, nodding. "According to the code of the order of the brethren-"
"First, your return to shore was not part of our negotiations nor our agreement so I must do nothing. And secondly, you must be a pirate for the pirate's code to apply and you're not. And thirdly, the code is more what you'd call "guidelines" than actual rules. Welcome aboard the Black Pearl, Miss Turner, Miss Turner, and... er... Miss Turner." Barbossa bowed to each of us in turn, then turned on his heel and disappeared into his cabin. Then three pirates grabbed us and shoved us into another room.
*****
"Well, isn't this delightful?" I said dryly after about an hour.
"Oh, DO be quiet!" Elizabeth snapped.
"Excuse us, oh Queen Elizabeth of Port Royal," Sarah spat back. Elizabeth bristled and then turned her back to us. We smirked at the back of her head, then sat in silence.
"Laurel?" Sarah said after a while.
"Hrm?"
"Do you think we're going to die?"
"Not if we can help it."
"What will we do?"
I thought about her question for a few minutes, then looked right into her eyes.
"We are going to escape."
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Oooh, a cliffy thingy! Well, what'd you think? Likey? No likey? Reviewy? Goody!
Oh, and please read Crystyna's POTC fic, "How To Snag A Hottie From Your Prom Queen Of The Caribbean." 'Tis fantastico! Vamos, mis amigos pequenos!