I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean nor Johnny Depp, I do happen to own
Melinda Turner, Blackleg. okay here it comes
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A beautiful white beach, a blue see, large palm trees and fresh coconuts. A stream running from a little hill which formed a waterfall, which formed a little lake, surrounded by large trees, making shadow. On the beach was a lump of clothing, it moved, it was a person, a girl, no a woman. 28 years old, capable of sailing a ship on her one. She stood up her long blond hair fell in strands around her face, her green eyes flickering whit anger.
"You stupid prick!! Who do you think you are eh? Leavin' me on this stupid spit of land!!" I guess this needs some explanation.
Her name is Captain Melinda Turner, daughter of the brother of Bootstrap, (yes that makes her a cousin from Will.) but she wanted to make it on her own, well she did it al right. Only two hours ago she could call herself Captain of the 'Flying Carpet'. Now, now she was left to die on this spit of mud. But she wasn't finished whit that bastard of a Carl Swann.
As I was saying only two hours ago she could call her self captain, but then as storm on a clear sky they mutinied, she knew who was leading it and alright the sky maybe wasn't that clear. She knew that Carl wanted to be the Captain and he didn't wanted to except that his Captain was a woman. He pushed the crew, they pushed her overboard whit not even an gun whit a single shot the bastard.
But now she was here and she had to make the best of it. she wasn't the kind of woman of woman who would sit down and wait for a knight in shining armour would rescue her. So she stood up and walked around looking in which situation she was ended up in.
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That was it for now, hope you liked it.. more to come soon I hope
Please review.
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A beautiful white beach, a blue see, large palm trees and fresh coconuts. A stream running from a little hill which formed a waterfall, which formed a little lake, surrounded by large trees, making shadow. On the beach was a lump of clothing, it moved, it was a person, a girl, no a woman. 28 years old, capable of sailing a ship on her one. She stood up her long blond hair fell in strands around her face, her green eyes flickering whit anger.
"You stupid prick!! Who do you think you are eh? Leavin' me on this stupid spit of land!!" I guess this needs some explanation.
Her name is Captain Melinda Turner, daughter of the brother of Bootstrap, (yes that makes her a cousin from Will.) but she wanted to make it on her own, well she did it al right. Only two hours ago she could call herself Captain of the 'Flying Carpet'. Now, now she was left to die on this spit of mud. But she wasn't finished whit that bastard of a Carl Swann.
As I was saying only two hours ago she could call her self captain, but then as storm on a clear sky they mutinied, she knew who was leading it and alright the sky maybe wasn't that clear. She knew that Carl wanted to be the Captain and he didn't wanted to except that his Captain was a woman. He pushed the crew, they pushed her overboard whit not even an gun whit a single shot the bastard.
But now she was here and she had to make the best of it. she wasn't the kind of woman of woman who would sit down and wait for a knight in shining armour would rescue her. So she stood up and walked around looking in which situation she was ended up in.
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That was it for now, hope you liked it.. more to come soon I hope
Please review.