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With your heart beating like a drum in your chest, you are roughly and hastily dragged towards the end of the docks by the aggressive navy-man called Brenning. A slight breeze whips at your face as you both approach the foot of the enormous fort, where you climb a flight of stairs until you reach a small alcove in the side of the large stone wall.
"Take 'er to the gallows!" Brenning barks at the two officers who stand guard at the entrance to what appears to be the gallows/ dungeons/ prison or whatever. The two, then, both take you by the arms and lead you into the entrance and down a flight of stairs as Brenning (what a jerk) walks back towards his post.
Descending down the stairs, your eyes take in your surroundings. The same prison that Jack was kept in, in the movie, lays before your eyes. You stop struggling for a moment to gaze around you. Your mind crashes back, though, as you are hurled into the empty cell in front of you, causing you to fall on all fours. You quickly scramble up and turn around to find one of the officers locking you in.
"Listen," you plead to him while pushing your face against the steel bars, "I am not now, nor have I ever been, a pirate! I'm a girl, for God's sake!!"
"Woman, or no woman, yer still a pirate. Yer wearin' jewelry, eye- liner, and repulsive clothes. Tell yer stories to someone else, luv. You'll be 'anged at dawn, so I'd be gettin' to prayin' if I was you."
You stand in both shock and anger as you watch him disappear back up the stairs.
"'Ello, luv!" A scratchy voice in the next cell startles you. You turn to your right and see that a group of scraggly pirates inhabit your neighboring cell.
"H-hello......" you reply slowly.
"Well I've seen my share 'o' pirates lasses in my time, but you've got to be the oddest lookin' of 'em all. Funny accent you 'ave too." One of them replied.
Not knowing how to explain your predicament to a pirate with extremely bad gingivitis, you simply shrug and walk over to the corner of your cell. You brush away some filthy straw and sit down, with your back against the cold stone wall, hugging your knees.
For a while you sit, your stomach clenched in fear. 'What am I gonna do?,' you think to yourself. 'I don't wanna be hanged!'. All at once you hear the sounds of voices and footsteps coming down the stairs. You lift your head to see a group of soldiers carrying a man who appears to be asleep.
"Lock him this cell!" One of the soldiers orders them. The soldier that spoke looks different from the others. He is clad in blue rather than red and a white powder wig. Your breath catches as you realize that it is none other than 'the' Commodore Norrington! He looks taller than you remember him from on screen, but it is him nonetheless. You tear your eyes from the Commodore for a moment to watch as the very officer who locked you in the cell that you are now in whips out a key and begins to unlock your cell's door. Once it has been opened, the soldiers heave the unconscious man onto the ground, inches from your feet. You look up as the soldier slams the cell door shut and tosses the key to a dog that sits beside a stool with it's tongue hanging out.
"There ya go, chap! Don't let any of these 'ere pirates touch that key!" And with that, the soldier hangs a sheathed sword and an assortment of other things on a nearby peg and returns up the stairs.
Inhaling deeply, you slowly look down at the unconscious man lying close to your feet. You crawl over slowly to look upon his face. Jack Sparrow lies there. For a while you sit and stare at the sleeping pirate's face, shocked by the fact that the actual Jack Sparrow is inches away from yourself. Suddenly his eyes open, and he sits up quickly, startling you so that you recoil back a ways.
"Where am I?" he murmurs as his dark eyes rove about his surroundings. Not knowing if he was asking you or talking to himself you answer,
"You're, um, in-in the g-gallows."
He furrows his gaze at you as if just noticing your presence.
"The gallows, am I?" He says looking round him again. As his eyes come to rest on you, he looks bemused, as if surprised that you are still sitting there.
"And, just who migh' you be?" He implores looking curiously at your outfit.
You have now idea what to say. Your name being way too modern to give, you instead utter,
"Violet."
"Well, then, Violet, 'ow long 'ave I been in this 'ere cell?" he asks gesturing his hands questioningly around.
"About 15 minutes..." you slowly reply, still in awe that you are speaking to the infamous captain in person, "Some navy-men just brought you in."
"Some Navy-men just brought me in." he echoes quietly to himself. "Well that's just bloody perfect! I go through all the trouble of gettin' away from the bloody navy, then the boy 'as to go all noble, an' 'ere I am again!" He grumbles as he takes a seat against the wall, close by, and lowers his hat over his eyes, still mumbling to himself.
After a while he seems to fall asleep again and you finally draw your attention from him and gaze out of the small, barred window above your head. The entire view of Port Royale lays before you. You watch as sailors continue to patrol up and down the docks. To the left lies the glittering ocean. As a tiny boat sails into the harbor, your memory suddenly jogs. If you are in the movie (which you definitely seem to be for some reason) then the storyline shall continue to happen as well! Thinking back to the film, you remember how the Black Pearl attacks Port Royale. Tonight!! Staring off into the horizon, you think about how in just a few hour's time, the Black Pearl will come, bringing terror along with it.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~FIVE HOURS LATER~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
For the rest of the afternoon, you continued to stare out of the overhead window nervously and expectantly, barely moving at all. Dusk has now settled over Port Royale along with an eerie fog. 'Not long now,' you think to yourself. Your nearly jump out of your skin when you hear the pirates in the next cell beckon the dog with the keys in his mouth over.
"Come 'ere boy! Nice, juicy bone! Come 'ere, c'mon!"
"You can keep doing that forever, the dog is never going to move." You smile to yourself as you hear those word uttered from Jack Sparrow who had not spoken a word since five hours earlier. When you first saw the film, that was one of your favorite lines.
"Well, excuse us if we haven't resigned ourselves to the gallows jus' yet!" One of the pirates returned.
Your amusement of watching things lay out as they did in the movie is suddenly cut off as you feel a sense of dread come over you. Heart quickening, you quickly turn back towards the window in time to see the Black Pearl sail quietly into the harbor unnoticed.........
That's the second chapter! I'm writing this for you guys, so I won't write more unless you tell me to, so please review!!! Thanx!!
With your heart beating like a drum in your chest, you are roughly and hastily dragged towards the end of the docks by the aggressive navy-man called Brenning. A slight breeze whips at your face as you both approach the foot of the enormous fort, where you climb a flight of stairs until you reach a small alcove in the side of the large stone wall.
"Take 'er to the gallows!" Brenning barks at the two officers who stand guard at the entrance to what appears to be the gallows/ dungeons/ prison or whatever. The two, then, both take you by the arms and lead you into the entrance and down a flight of stairs as Brenning (what a jerk) walks back towards his post.
Descending down the stairs, your eyes take in your surroundings. The same prison that Jack was kept in, in the movie, lays before your eyes. You stop struggling for a moment to gaze around you. Your mind crashes back, though, as you are hurled into the empty cell in front of you, causing you to fall on all fours. You quickly scramble up and turn around to find one of the officers locking you in.
"Listen," you plead to him while pushing your face against the steel bars, "I am not now, nor have I ever been, a pirate! I'm a girl, for God's sake!!"
"Woman, or no woman, yer still a pirate. Yer wearin' jewelry, eye- liner, and repulsive clothes. Tell yer stories to someone else, luv. You'll be 'anged at dawn, so I'd be gettin' to prayin' if I was you."
You stand in both shock and anger as you watch him disappear back up the stairs.
"'Ello, luv!" A scratchy voice in the next cell startles you. You turn to your right and see that a group of scraggly pirates inhabit your neighboring cell.
"H-hello......" you reply slowly.
"Well I've seen my share 'o' pirates lasses in my time, but you've got to be the oddest lookin' of 'em all. Funny accent you 'ave too." One of them replied.
Not knowing how to explain your predicament to a pirate with extremely bad gingivitis, you simply shrug and walk over to the corner of your cell. You brush away some filthy straw and sit down, with your back against the cold stone wall, hugging your knees.
For a while you sit, your stomach clenched in fear. 'What am I gonna do?,' you think to yourself. 'I don't wanna be hanged!'. All at once you hear the sounds of voices and footsteps coming down the stairs. You lift your head to see a group of soldiers carrying a man who appears to be asleep.
"Lock him this cell!" One of the soldiers orders them. The soldier that spoke looks different from the others. He is clad in blue rather than red and a white powder wig. Your breath catches as you realize that it is none other than 'the' Commodore Norrington! He looks taller than you remember him from on screen, but it is him nonetheless. You tear your eyes from the Commodore for a moment to watch as the very officer who locked you in the cell that you are now in whips out a key and begins to unlock your cell's door. Once it has been opened, the soldiers heave the unconscious man onto the ground, inches from your feet. You look up as the soldier slams the cell door shut and tosses the key to a dog that sits beside a stool with it's tongue hanging out.
"There ya go, chap! Don't let any of these 'ere pirates touch that key!" And with that, the soldier hangs a sheathed sword and an assortment of other things on a nearby peg and returns up the stairs.
Inhaling deeply, you slowly look down at the unconscious man lying close to your feet. You crawl over slowly to look upon his face. Jack Sparrow lies there. For a while you sit and stare at the sleeping pirate's face, shocked by the fact that the actual Jack Sparrow is inches away from yourself. Suddenly his eyes open, and he sits up quickly, startling you so that you recoil back a ways.
"Where am I?" he murmurs as his dark eyes rove about his surroundings. Not knowing if he was asking you or talking to himself you answer,
"You're, um, in-in the g-gallows."
He furrows his gaze at you as if just noticing your presence.
"The gallows, am I?" He says looking round him again. As his eyes come to rest on you, he looks bemused, as if surprised that you are still sitting there.
"And, just who migh' you be?" He implores looking curiously at your outfit.
You have now idea what to say. Your name being way too modern to give, you instead utter,
"Violet."
"Well, then, Violet, 'ow long 'ave I been in this 'ere cell?" he asks gesturing his hands questioningly around.
"About 15 minutes..." you slowly reply, still in awe that you are speaking to the infamous captain in person, "Some navy-men just brought you in."
"Some Navy-men just brought me in." he echoes quietly to himself. "Well that's just bloody perfect! I go through all the trouble of gettin' away from the bloody navy, then the boy 'as to go all noble, an' 'ere I am again!" He grumbles as he takes a seat against the wall, close by, and lowers his hat over his eyes, still mumbling to himself.
After a while he seems to fall asleep again and you finally draw your attention from him and gaze out of the small, barred window above your head. The entire view of Port Royale lays before you. You watch as sailors continue to patrol up and down the docks. To the left lies the glittering ocean. As a tiny boat sails into the harbor, your memory suddenly jogs. If you are in the movie (which you definitely seem to be for some reason) then the storyline shall continue to happen as well! Thinking back to the film, you remember how the Black Pearl attacks Port Royale. Tonight!! Staring off into the horizon, you think about how in just a few hour's time, the Black Pearl will come, bringing terror along with it.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~FIVE HOURS LATER~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
For the rest of the afternoon, you continued to stare out of the overhead window nervously and expectantly, barely moving at all. Dusk has now settled over Port Royale along with an eerie fog. 'Not long now,' you think to yourself. Your nearly jump out of your skin when you hear the pirates in the next cell beckon the dog with the keys in his mouth over.
"Come 'ere boy! Nice, juicy bone! Come 'ere, c'mon!"
"You can keep doing that forever, the dog is never going to move." You smile to yourself as you hear those word uttered from Jack Sparrow who had not spoken a word since five hours earlier. When you first saw the film, that was one of your favorite lines.
"Well, excuse us if we haven't resigned ourselves to the gallows jus' yet!" One of the pirates returned.
Your amusement of watching things lay out as they did in the movie is suddenly cut off as you feel a sense of dread come over you. Heart quickening, you quickly turn back towards the window in time to see the Black Pearl sail quietly into the harbor unnoticed.........
That's the second chapter! I'm writing this for you guys, so I won't write more unless you tell me to, so please review!!! Thanx!!