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Pirates of the Caribbean =(. I wish I had my own Black Pearl though ^_^!
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Title: Old Bloods Run Anew
Author: Cmdr. Gabe E.
Summary: Will and Elizabeth's daughter, Madeleine Turner, has turned 16 and sneaks out on an adventure of her own. An unfortunate incident makes her run into a young sea adventurer - a young man named Hector Donovan - The son of Jack's former nemesis, Barbossa! What will Jack, Elizabeth and Will do?!
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PART 2 : A taste of freedom (edited : October 1, 2003)
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Hector smiled as he happily strutted on the streets of Port Royale. He walked with his head up, just like any proud adventurer, with his hand on the hilt of his sword. If there was one thing he discovered during his earlier adventures, that was that one had to look strong and smart when first arriving on new territory.
The people around him looked busy as they made their way pass him. Most of them were women who had baskets hanging on their arms. Some had baskets filled with fruits, while the others had empty ones.
"Everyone's busy with their morning tasks, I see." He said to himself.
He wanted to approach one of them to ask for directions, but he realized that the best way to explore the new land was to explore it by himself. He was an adventurer after all. Not just a mere tourist.
He marveled at the different stalls that littered the sides of the street. Friendly looking vendors sat behind them, selling their goods.
He was starting to like the place --- REALLY like it. And to think that he hasn't even been there for more than an hour. It's just that Port Royale seemed more peaceful compared to the other ports he had been to before. This was probably because the land had its own strict way of dealing with -- - pirates.
"Looks like I won't be getting into trouble anytime soon." He chuckled to himself.
He then noticed a fruit stand a down the street. His eyebrows furrowed as he looked at the crimson fruit that that the stand was selling. It looked like his favorite fruit.
"Apples!!!" His eyes lit up as he made his way to the apple stand.
He stepped in front of it and smiled at the old lady who was sitting behind the stall. "Good morning, madame! I see that you're selling fresh-looking apples today!" He said with a smile.
"Why hello there, young man." The old lady smiled back at him. "I've seen a lot of people here ever since I got into this apple business, but I've never seen you before."
"Oh. That's because it's my first time here at Port Royale. Such a nice place if I say so myself. I'm definitely glad to be here." He looked at the apples in front of him and picked one of them up.
"And it's nice to see a fine gentleman like you visiting our humble port too." She noticed the young man observing the apple in his hand. "Shall I interest you in some fresh apples, sir?"
"Definately!" He said enthusiastically. "These are very fresh indeed. My mother has a couple of apple trees in our backyard back at our home in Port Jullar. But back there, we have green ones. Not crimson ones like these."
He looked at the apple and took a hearty bite on it. He closed his eyes as he felt its flesh in his mouth. And its sweet juice was definitely what he was expecting from such a fine looking apple "Mmmm . I say this is definitely worth every shilling I got."
"Fortunately, sir. These apples won't derive you of everything shilling you've got." The woman gave out a small laugh. "They're just apples, you know."
"But great apples at that! So, how much for each?" He said as he continuously chewed on the pieces of apple in his mouth. His other hand reached into his pocket to check how much money he had with him.
"One shilling per 5 apples." Said the old lady.
Hector's face lit up as he swallowed the last pieces in his mouth. "That's brilliant! I'll take ten!". He excitedly pulled out two shillings from his pocket and then handed them over to the old lady.
"Why thank you, sir." The old lady happily accepted the two shillings and stuffed them in her pocket. She turned towards the apples and picked them up, one by one, putting them into a cloth bag. As she was putting them in the bag, she looked up at Hector.
"You say it's your first time in Port Royale?" She asked.
"Aye." He answered.
"Do you have a place to stay? You see, my husband owns an inn nearby. The inn's called Lauderdale. Just down the street. So I was wondering, if you don't have a place to sleep for the night, you could drop by there. Don't worry, good sir. I'll persuade him to give you a discount." The old lady put the 10th apple in the cloth bag.
"Thank you very much for your offer, madam. But I already have a boat that I can sleep in for the night. But if I do pass by your husband's inn, then I would gladly buy a meal or two."
The old lady handed him the apple-filled bag and he graciously accepted it.
But he just had to ask her something. "Um, madam. I noticed you put 10 apples in the bag. How about the one I already ate?" He asked as he swung the bag over his shoulder.
"Aaah. Consider it as a token for your kindness. Young men nowadays just don't pay attention to us old folks anymore. They're always sailing off or always in a hurry."
Hector gave out a small laugh. "I know what you mean, madam. I'm kind of like that myself. It's just quite fortunate that your apples have caught my eyes." He laughed again. Somehow, what he said just didn't sound right.
"Anyway, I better get going. I still have an entire island to explore. I dare not waste a minute, you know." He said. But before he could take a step away from the stall, the old lady called out to him again.
"Excuse me, sir. But may I please ask your name?"
"Oh. Rather rude of me to have not introduced myself yet. The name's Hector. Hector Donovan!" He gave a slight bow.
"Well it's been a pleasure doing business with you, Hector. I, on the other hand, am called Mrs. Lauderdale." She said kindly.
"Then I shall see you around, Mrs. Lauderdale! 'Till then!" He waved at the old lady and turned around as he made his way further down the street. He had no idea where he was heading, but that was a part of his adventure.
The old lady made herself comfortable on the chair behind the stall as she arranged the apples in front of her. "Such a nice, young man." She thought to herself. "Still, he reminds me of someone ------ Hmm. I'm probably just getting too old. I'm starting to see things." She shrugged and went back to selling her apples.
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Madeleine was finally free! She enthusiastically walked towards the marketplace as thoughts about seeing new things filled her head. Perhaps she'd find something --- like a cursed medallion or a shrunken head. Nothing was going to hold her back for the day. It was her birthday and she was planning to celebrate it the way she wants to.
Oh how she loved the feeling of freedom. She proudly walked down the road with her hand on the huge hat on her head. She knew most of the people would probably recognize her, so she had to get something that could hide her face from the public. She didn't really like the huge hat. But it was the only head apparel that she could find in her closet.
"Thanks for giving me your nice hat, father." She thought to herself as she chuckled.
She also loved feeling the breeze and the sun on her skin. She was definitely starting to feel like a sailor, or even a pirate for that matter. If there was one thing she wanted to do for the day, that thing was to get onboard a pirate's vessel.
She suddenly gave out a small laugh at the thought. After all, pirates rarely docked on Port Royale thanks to her father's strict rules. The only pirate that was truly close to them was her Uncle Jack and his crew.
The pain on her upper thigh suddenly pierced through her body again. She placed a hand over it as she tried to calm down the pain --- as if she could anyway. Her upper thigh had a big gash on it. Fortunately, it didn't look that grave.
"Aaahh. Be carefull next time, Maddie" She said to herself. "If you're going to jump out of your window, then make sure you don't hit a tree branch on the way down."
She winced as she felt the pain shoot up her leg again.
"Why does this have to happen now? If this pain keeps up, I might find myself walking home sooner than I expected" She groaned.
While she was looking down towards her wounded leg, Madeleine noticed three tall silhouettes forming on the ground before her. She started to feel uneasy inside. She smelled trouble in the air.
"Need a hand there, miss?" A gruff voice said behind her.
Maddie quickly stood up straight and turned towards the man who just addressed her.
"Uhm. No, thank you. I'm fine." She said worriedly. The three men in front of her didn't look friendly. Not only that, but they looked like the kind of men who wouldn't take no for an answer.
"Are you sure, missy?" Said the other man beside the first one who talked to her.
"You don't seem that well to us. Perhaps you'd like to accompany us home. We have medication that may tend to your --- needs." The third man who spoke looked down on her thigh and reached out to it.
Madeleine quickly took a step back. "Get away from me!" She said. "I don't need your help!!!" She cried out.
Madeleine felt the urge to run, but before her feet could take her away, she suddenly felt one of the men wrap his arms around her from behind.
"Let go of me!!!" She gave out a small scream, but the man who held her quickly covered her mouth with his hand.
She knew she had to remain strong, but she just wanted to cry. If only she had taken the crowded street. But she had to avoid public exposure as possible.
The two men in front of her rubbed their hands together as they hungrily stared at their captive.
"Looks like we've got ourselves a live one, boys! And a good catch at that!" One of them said.
"Indeed." The other man smiled as he reached out towards Madeleine.
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TO BE CONTINUED
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PLEASE REVIEW and tell me what thy thinks ^_^! THANKS!!!!
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PippinFinn - WOOHOO!!! The first review for this fanfic ^o^!!! Thanks for taking the time to review it ^_^! We'll definitely learn more about Barbossa's son and Will's daughter as the story progresses ;). Man, is it just me, or is Hector da opposite of his father? O.o
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Title: Old Bloods Run Anew
Author: Cmdr. Gabe E.
Summary: Will and Elizabeth's daughter, Madeleine Turner, has turned 16 and sneaks out on an adventure of her own. An unfortunate incident makes her run into a young sea adventurer - a young man named Hector Donovan - The son of Jack's former nemesis, Barbossa! What will Jack, Elizabeth and Will do?!
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PART 2 : A taste of freedom (edited : October 1, 2003)
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Hector smiled as he happily strutted on the streets of Port Royale. He walked with his head up, just like any proud adventurer, with his hand on the hilt of his sword. If there was one thing he discovered during his earlier adventures, that was that one had to look strong and smart when first arriving on new territory.
The people around him looked busy as they made their way pass him. Most of them were women who had baskets hanging on their arms. Some had baskets filled with fruits, while the others had empty ones.
"Everyone's busy with their morning tasks, I see." He said to himself.
He wanted to approach one of them to ask for directions, but he realized that the best way to explore the new land was to explore it by himself. He was an adventurer after all. Not just a mere tourist.
He marveled at the different stalls that littered the sides of the street. Friendly looking vendors sat behind them, selling their goods.
He was starting to like the place --- REALLY like it. And to think that he hasn't even been there for more than an hour. It's just that Port Royale seemed more peaceful compared to the other ports he had been to before. This was probably because the land had its own strict way of dealing with -- - pirates.
"Looks like I won't be getting into trouble anytime soon." He chuckled to himself.
He then noticed a fruit stand a down the street. His eyebrows furrowed as he looked at the crimson fruit that that the stand was selling. It looked like his favorite fruit.
"Apples!!!" His eyes lit up as he made his way to the apple stand.
He stepped in front of it and smiled at the old lady who was sitting behind the stall. "Good morning, madame! I see that you're selling fresh-looking apples today!" He said with a smile.
"Why hello there, young man." The old lady smiled back at him. "I've seen a lot of people here ever since I got into this apple business, but I've never seen you before."
"Oh. That's because it's my first time here at Port Royale. Such a nice place if I say so myself. I'm definitely glad to be here." He looked at the apples in front of him and picked one of them up.
"And it's nice to see a fine gentleman like you visiting our humble port too." She noticed the young man observing the apple in his hand. "Shall I interest you in some fresh apples, sir?"
"Definately!" He said enthusiastically. "These are very fresh indeed. My mother has a couple of apple trees in our backyard back at our home in Port Jullar. But back there, we have green ones. Not crimson ones like these."
He looked at the apple and took a hearty bite on it. He closed his eyes as he felt its flesh in his mouth. And its sweet juice was definitely what he was expecting from such a fine looking apple "Mmmm . I say this is definitely worth every shilling I got."
"Fortunately, sir. These apples won't derive you of everything shilling you've got." The woman gave out a small laugh. "They're just apples, you know."
"But great apples at that! So, how much for each?" He said as he continuously chewed on the pieces of apple in his mouth. His other hand reached into his pocket to check how much money he had with him.
"One shilling per 5 apples." Said the old lady.
Hector's face lit up as he swallowed the last pieces in his mouth. "That's brilliant! I'll take ten!". He excitedly pulled out two shillings from his pocket and then handed them over to the old lady.
"Why thank you, sir." The old lady happily accepted the two shillings and stuffed them in her pocket. She turned towards the apples and picked them up, one by one, putting them into a cloth bag. As she was putting them in the bag, she looked up at Hector.
"You say it's your first time in Port Royale?" She asked.
"Aye." He answered.
"Do you have a place to stay? You see, my husband owns an inn nearby. The inn's called Lauderdale. Just down the street. So I was wondering, if you don't have a place to sleep for the night, you could drop by there. Don't worry, good sir. I'll persuade him to give you a discount." The old lady put the 10th apple in the cloth bag.
"Thank you very much for your offer, madam. But I already have a boat that I can sleep in for the night. But if I do pass by your husband's inn, then I would gladly buy a meal or two."
The old lady handed him the apple-filled bag and he graciously accepted it.
But he just had to ask her something. "Um, madam. I noticed you put 10 apples in the bag. How about the one I already ate?" He asked as he swung the bag over his shoulder.
"Aaah. Consider it as a token for your kindness. Young men nowadays just don't pay attention to us old folks anymore. They're always sailing off or always in a hurry."
Hector gave out a small laugh. "I know what you mean, madam. I'm kind of like that myself. It's just quite fortunate that your apples have caught my eyes." He laughed again. Somehow, what he said just didn't sound right.
"Anyway, I better get going. I still have an entire island to explore. I dare not waste a minute, you know." He said. But before he could take a step away from the stall, the old lady called out to him again.
"Excuse me, sir. But may I please ask your name?"
"Oh. Rather rude of me to have not introduced myself yet. The name's Hector. Hector Donovan!" He gave a slight bow.
"Well it's been a pleasure doing business with you, Hector. I, on the other hand, am called Mrs. Lauderdale." She said kindly.
"Then I shall see you around, Mrs. Lauderdale! 'Till then!" He waved at the old lady and turned around as he made his way further down the street. He had no idea where he was heading, but that was a part of his adventure.
The old lady made herself comfortable on the chair behind the stall as she arranged the apples in front of her. "Such a nice, young man." She thought to herself. "Still, he reminds me of someone ------ Hmm. I'm probably just getting too old. I'm starting to see things." She shrugged and went back to selling her apples.
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Madeleine was finally free! She enthusiastically walked towards the marketplace as thoughts about seeing new things filled her head. Perhaps she'd find something --- like a cursed medallion or a shrunken head. Nothing was going to hold her back for the day. It was her birthday and she was planning to celebrate it the way she wants to.
Oh how she loved the feeling of freedom. She proudly walked down the road with her hand on the huge hat on her head. She knew most of the people would probably recognize her, so she had to get something that could hide her face from the public. She didn't really like the huge hat. But it was the only head apparel that she could find in her closet.
"Thanks for giving me your nice hat, father." She thought to herself as she chuckled.
She also loved feeling the breeze and the sun on her skin. She was definitely starting to feel like a sailor, or even a pirate for that matter. If there was one thing she wanted to do for the day, that thing was to get onboard a pirate's vessel.
She suddenly gave out a small laugh at the thought. After all, pirates rarely docked on Port Royale thanks to her father's strict rules. The only pirate that was truly close to them was her Uncle Jack and his crew.
The pain on her upper thigh suddenly pierced through her body again. She placed a hand over it as she tried to calm down the pain --- as if she could anyway. Her upper thigh had a big gash on it. Fortunately, it didn't look that grave.
"Aaahh. Be carefull next time, Maddie" She said to herself. "If you're going to jump out of your window, then make sure you don't hit a tree branch on the way down."
She winced as she felt the pain shoot up her leg again.
"Why does this have to happen now? If this pain keeps up, I might find myself walking home sooner than I expected" She groaned.
While she was looking down towards her wounded leg, Madeleine noticed three tall silhouettes forming on the ground before her. She started to feel uneasy inside. She smelled trouble in the air.
"Need a hand there, miss?" A gruff voice said behind her.
Maddie quickly stood up straight and turned towards the man who just addressed her.
"Uhm. No, thank you. I'm fine." She said worriedly. The three men in front of her didn't look friendly. Not only that, but they looked like the kind of men who wouldn't take no for an answer.
"Are you sure, missy?" Said the other man beside the first one who talked to her.
"You don't seem that well to us. Perhaps you'd like to accompany us home. We have medication that may tend to your --- needs." The third man who spoke looked down on her thigh and reached out to it.
Madeleine quickly took a step back. "Get away from me!" She said. "I don't need your help!!!" She cried out.
Madeleine felt the urge to run, but before her feet could take her away, she suddenly felt one of the men wrap his arms around her from behind.
"Let go of me!!!" She gave out a small scream, but the man who held her quickly covered her mouth with his hand.
She knew she had to remain strong, but she just wanted to cry. If only she had taken the crowded street. But she had to avoid public exposure as possible.
The two men in front of her rubbed their hands together as they hungrily stared at their captive.
"Looks like we've got ourselves a live one, boys! And a good catch at that!" One of them said.
"Indeed." The other man smiled as he reached out towards Madeleine.
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TO BE CONTINUED
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PLEASE REVIEW and tell me what thy thinks ^_^! THANKS!!!!
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PippinFinn - WOOHOO!!! The first review for this fanfic ^o^!!! Thanks for taking the time to review it ^_^! We'll definitely learn more about Barbossa's son and Will's daughter as the story progresses ;). Man, is it just me, or is Hector da opposite of his father? O.o