Moll Locke was the daughter of a pirate and the daughter of a whore, though
she never knew who her father was she had a queer obsession with the sea
that her mother never tried to curb. Her mother, her darling mother raised
her on stories and dreams that did nothing but stoke the fire in her heart
that told her she did not belong on the land.
Then one hot day when she was ten, she ran up with the wind to the tiny
room her mother rented for them both. Crashing through the door with an
exciting tale and breathless voice, she came to face her mother's feet
hanging from the rafters. Her beautiful red lips changed to a callous blue,
her kind, loving face contorted and strange. In her hand was her precious
necklace, the one her father had given her. Moll stepped forward and prized
it out of the cold, stiff fingers. Then she ran, slamming the door behind
her, she ran down and out the house then pounded her legs through the busy
streets until she reached the end of the wooden jetty. She hung onto the
wooden post, the necklace embedded in her small hand, she hung like that
watching the waves swirl beneath her, listening to it call her name, call
her to it. Quietly she slipped onto a merchant ship, and hid herself
amongst its goods. She lay under a scratchy blanket and fell fast asleep,
rocking with the water.
She sold herself off as a cabin boy on a pirate ship The Sea Siren. But she grew older and started to blossom into a young woman, realising she was in fact a cabin girl the men of that ship leered and harassed her. So when the chance came she stole away, if she was to make it in this world she would make it alone. Which she did, well, she could fight, drink and steal as good as any man. Then she met Jack, he lulled her with stories and dreams and gold just like her mother before, so she sailed with him, stole with him, drank with him.
It was all good for a time, but then she got restless, again she took off and flew into the night. The only difference this time was that she felt she had left something behind. Over a year had past and something slowly ate away at her inside, she struggled on but then the dream started. The voice of the sea called her, drawing her like a moth to a flame, something..... She didn't know what, even when awake she could faintly hear that voice telling her to move, telling her to go somewhere. So she went with the wind, letting it pick her up and take her to where she was meant to be.
The darkness ate away at everything, clocking her well as she slipped along the fort wall.........
*~*~*~*
And now she stood next to Jack once again having just placed a dagger to his throat.
**** Authors Note: I hope you like this, having written the first chapter, I thought it would be better to go back and rewrite it so you know the character more, I am struggling though, because I don't know what to write to get me from here to the next bit.. So bare with me and please review!
She sold herself off as a cabin boy on a pirate ship The Sea Siren. But she grew older and started to blossom into a young woman, realising she was in fact a cabin girl the men of that ship leered and harassed her. So when the chance came she stole away, if she was to make it in this world she would make it alone. Which she did, well, she could fight, drink and steal as good as any man. Then she met Jack, he lulled her with stories and dreams and gold just like her mother before, so she sailed with him, stole with him, drank with him.
It was all good for a time, but then she got restless, again she took off and flew into the night. The only difference this time was that she felt she had left something behind. Over a year had past and something slowly ate away at her inside, she struggled on but then the dream started. The voice of the sea called her, drawing her like a moth to a flame, something..... She didn't know what, even when awake she could faintly hear that voice telling her to move, telling her to go somewhere. So she went with the wind, letting it pick her up and take her to where she was meant to be.
The darkness ate away at everything, clocking her well as she slipped along the fort wall.........
*~*~*~*
And now she stood next to Jack once again having just placed a dagger to his throat.
**** Authors Note: I hope you like this, having written the first chapter, I thought it would be better to go back and rewrite it so you know the character more, I am struggling though, because I don't know what to write to get me from here to the next bit.. So bare with me and please review!